Feng Qiwu can't imagine that kind of scene, although this world is not beautiful, but after all, it is better than death, and life is always better than death! No matter how hard life is, she has to live!

If you encounter the destruction of the world, even if it is the ability to reach the sky, you will not want to escape!

Without saying a word, she ran to Zhaojiazhuang.

The gate of Zhaojiazhuang was already full of people, and if such a thing happened, the people of the Yan family of the Southern Chu royal family naturally wanted to come forward, and at this time, the masters of the royal family were checking the injuries of the deceased in Zhaojiazhuang, trying to find out the murderer.

Feng Qiwu just stood at the door and glanced at it, and felt that the blood in his body seemed to be coagulated.

The scene of Zhaojiazhuang being destroyed completely coincides with the scene in the dream!

It's no coincidence that both things coincide!

Her face turned pale, and Ou Wuchen beside her looked at her like that, worried, and hurriedly asked, "Qiwu, what's wrong with you?" It's okay, don't look at it, let's go. ”

Not only Feng Qiwu, but Lin Fei, Li Yunqi and several others around him were also frightened to the point that their faces turned pale, and Ou Wuchen thought that Feng Qiwu was frightened by such a bloody scene, and hurriedly pulled her.

"Let's go," White Lotus said with a white jade fan covering her nose and frowning, as if she was disgusted by the bloody scene in front of her.

Feng Qiwu was pulled by Ou Wuchen, and his steps stiffened back and forth.

Along the way, she didn't speak, and the White Lotus held her hand and said worriedly: "Qiwu, you're okay, right?" ”

Feng Qiwu shook his head and just said to him, "In the future, don't do such a thing again." ”

She looked at the white lotus with very serious eyes, and seemed to see clearly his dark soul hidden in the depths of his flesh from his peach blossom eyes.

Seeing her solemn look, the White Lotus was silent for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I promise you." ”

For these two incidents of annihilation, Feng Qiwu had already guessed who did it.

Not only her, but Ou Wuchen also knew that he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him with another look.

That person is still as dazzling as a white lotus, dressed in white, with that elegant appearance and indifference of talking and laughing, he will always be the most dazzling one in the crowd, like the existence of heaven and man.

When he was young, Ou Wuchen knew the White Lotus, and now it has been almost ten years, and he thinks he knows a lot about his nature, but now he has found out.

He didn't know anything about him, he wasn't as simple as he was on the surface.

The royal people have never been a simple one! He was an unpopular existence in the Ethereal Peak and the Yan family of the Southern Chu royal family, but he lived peacefully for more than 20 years, and the difficulties can be imagined.

How can such a person not be complicated?

After this interference, everyone lost the interest of shopping, and walked casually on the street, slowly walking in the direction of the inn.

Feng Qiwu didn't say a word, his face was solemn, Ou Wuchen was even more silent to the end, and White Lotus was rarely silent, just frowning all the time.

The Yang family of Yangding Palace, the Zhuge family, and the Zhao family were all destroyed by him, and he personally did it!

Because they are all against Feng Qiwu, he just wants to eradicate all the people who can't get along with Feng Qiwu.

Is it wrong......

When such a thing happened, Ou Wuchen was even more worried about putting Feng Qiwu next to the White Lotus, and now he was an absolute dangerous person for Ou Wuchen!

But once he returned to the inn, the White Lotus seemed to have regained his chatty and laughing appearance, chattering with Feng Qiwu about the beautiful scenery in the capital, where to admire the moon, where to watch the flowers, and also vigorously plucked Feng Qiwu to enjoy the moon tonight, as if he hadn't seen anything.

But where does Feng Qiwu have the mood to go shopping again, his heart is unusually heavy.

Ou Wuchen stayed here until the evening and returned to the temporary residence of Wujimen, and the white lotus was still 'buzzing' around Feng Qiwu like a dead fly (Feng Qiwu became a god horse?). ）。

His current appearance has not changed at all from before, he is still coquettish, sour, if it weren't for the educated youth, Feng Qiwu would almost think that last night's tragedy had nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until Feng Qiwu said that she was going to bathe and go to bed that he settled down.

But immediately followed behind Feng Qiwu with a cheap face, saying that he wanted to test the water temperature for her, and when Feng Qiwu came, he said that he would change Feng Qiwu's clothes.

When the clothes are finished, I will give Feng Qiwu a bath.

After rubbing the shower, I had to give her a massage.

"You just say you want to sleep with me, it's not more direct!" Feng Qiwu said viciously.

The White Lotus grinned and said coquettishly: "This little bit of careful thinking about this Dharma Protector has been seen by the sect master, and the sect master is really like a god!" ”

"I think you haven't looked in the mirror for a few days, and I haven't seen all your lewdness and obscenity written on your face clearly."

White Lotus touched her face and said, "Yes, but what I see is clearly the words romantic and suave, why do you say this obscene and lewdness?" ”

"Hmph," Feng Qiwu snorted sullenly, White Lotus smiled, and came to carry her to the bed, anyway, the weather is hot, Feng Qiwu doesn't mind sleeping naked, sleeping on the mat is really comfortable, but it is better if there is no hot man lying on his body and moving his hands and feet.

"It's hot, get up!" Feng Qiwu pushed the man on his body.

The White Lotus kissed her little face reluctantly, then moved away, reclined beside her, kneaded her little hands with great interest, and said, "I gave you a few paintings of you, have you ever seen the last one?" ”

Speaking of these paintings, Feng Qiwu got up and said sullenly: "Don't paint me in the future!" Especially when I painted without clothes! ”

I don't know how many nude paintings of his own are still on hand by this coquette!

The white lotus played with Feng Qiwu's long hair like water, put it on the side of her nose and sniffed it, and said: "The last painting is my proud work, I guarantee that you will never forget it!" ”

He deliberately stretched out the last four words and emphasized it, no need to say it, Feng Qiwu also knew what might be in it, she didn't bother to talk to him, she turned her back directly, blew out the lamp, and said sullenly: "Sleep!" ”

The man behind him hugged her again, took her petite body into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Qiwu, do you remember the bet we once made?" ”

Feng Qiwu naturally remembered that at that time, he said that if Feng Qiwu didn't fall in love with him, he would rather die.

Since that gamble, Feng Qiwu has often seen the White Lotus die in his dreams, and he has been telling about the lost gamble.

"What bet? Forget, I don't like to gamble! She said sullenly.

White Lotus smiled faintly, didn't speak again, just hugged her, and the two fell asleep quietly.

In the dark, Feng Qiwu's bright eyes were always wide open.

She had all those dreams in one place.

The White Lotus incarnated as an evil god and slaughtered the world, killing everyone.

And himself, killed the White Lotus.

Could it be that she was destined to be the one who killed the White Lotus to end the massacre?

But Feng Qiwu really can't do it, the relationship between them goes beyond friendship, but it doesn't reach the category of love, but she really can't do anything to him.

If he hadn't killed him, Lady Li and Lin Fei would have died because of him!

The Zhuge family of Zhaojiazhuang has been fulfilled, and Feng Qiwu doesn't want to see his relatives and friends around him lose another one!

After being silent for a long time, Feng Qiwu suddenly said, "Yan Rubi." ”

"Hmm," the man behind him let out a long, lazy snort, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Ready."

"Prepare what?" The white lotus moved her body and hugged Feng Qiwu tighter.

"I'm going to sleep with you!" Feng Qiwu suddenly turned over, and kissed the white lotus's lips passionately, so crazy, so lingering.

"Hmm, Qiwu—" White Lotus was stunned by her sudden enthusiasm, but immediately suddenly exerted force, rolled over and pressed her under her, and continued to kiss.

But Feng Qiwu seemed to be full of energy tonight, so he was pressed down, and immediately counterattacked.

The two of them took turns jostling for the upper spot, and the bed was creaking.

When he woke up in the morning, Feng Qiwu saw that the white lotus was disheveled, looking at him with a smile.

"Look at what, look!" Feng Qiwu angrily threw a pillow at him, and he caught it steadily.

He smiled and said, "Naturally, it's up to you, sect master!" The sect master is really a stunning beauty that is hard to find in the world, look at the skin, look at the chest, look at the legs, look at this-"

"Look at your sister!" Feng Qiwu covered himself with a thin blanket and stopped the helmet of the disciples.

The White Lotus smiled mysteriously at her, and got up, Feng Qiwu saw that some tools had been placed in front of the bed, and the White Lotus was holding the tools, bowing her head and knocking on the bed meticulously.

"What are you doing?" Feng Qiwu asked while getting dressed.

White Lotus grinned at her: "Repair the bed!" ”

The corners of Feng Qiwu's mouth twitched, it seemed that she was crazy last night, and now Feng Qiwu felt that she was sore and had a sore back, and there were still some ambiguous marks on her neck and chest, she saw the white lotus bowing her head to repair the bed, and between the sagging clothes and the neck above the collarbone were also covered with red marks.

She was a little embarrassed, and her face flushed slightly.

The White Lotus babbled again: "Alas, last night the sect master was so powerful, even this bed was almost couched, if it wasn't for the earlier discovery of this protector, when the time to check out, the store came to inspect the house, the sect master, I am afraid you will not be able to walk." ”

"Get out!" Feng Qiwu scolded angrily, got dressed and got up, the breakfast on the table was still exuding heat, and it was still Feng Qiwu's favorite porridge.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but smile, her heart was warm, and when she looked back and saw Ou Wuchen meticulously repairing the bed, she smiled secretly.

Today is the day of the Imperial Capital Challenge, Ou Wuchen came to pick up Feng Qiwu very early, and Feng Qiwu took a few powerful people to the venue.

This Imperial Capital Challenge can also be regarded as a competition between the various sects, and when the rankings are competitive, each head must not attend in person, and the strongest people in the sect must be brought to show the strength of the sect, win better seedlings, and show their strength to the world!

In this Imperial Capital Challenge, not only the seedlings who came to apprentice had to compete, but also the two sects often fought over the matter of accepting disciples.

Whoever wins, the good seedlings generally belong to whom, although this phenomenon is rare, but there are still some.

Although Feng Qiwu was preoccupied, he seemed to be better now, and he quickly arrived at the venue of the Imperial Capital Challenge with everyone.

This venue is located in the annex of Yan Rubi's house, even if it is a villa, it is also incomparable to other families, and it is also a royal club!

In the venue, there was already a crowd of people, and cultivators could be seen everywhere, including the heads of the various sects who were invited to come, and there were also cultivators who came to apprentice, and several rings had been placed in this huge garden.

If the cultivators want to recommend themselves and let the people of the Great Gate Sect pay attention to them, they have to find the right opponent to go to the ring to make real moves and show their strength.

Under each ring, there are some heads and leaders of various sects, if you fancy which sect is interested in joining, you can go to the corresponding ring to challenge and show your strength.

Nowadays, the dozen or so rings are all hot, and the fight is inseparable, in order to promote themselves, each casual cultivator is doing their best, and the heads of the various sects are also polishing their eyes, looking for good seedlings in the crowd to guard the disciples in the door.

Of course, disciples can also recommend to the head of the sect.

It's bustling everywhere.

"Sister, let's go!"

As soon as Lin Fei came in, he separated from Feng Qiwu, and happily got into the scattered cultivation pile to see the excitement, while Feng Qiwu and the White Lotus Ou Wuchen slowly went to the crowd.

In the middle of this large garden, there is also a jousting ring that is much bigger than the other rings.

The people who came here to challenge were all famous loose cultivators on the continent, and nameless people could not come forward, and the sects present below the ring were all the top sects on the Western Continent, which naturally attracted attention.

The people under the ring watched with great interest, and the commotion came and went.

Feng Qiwu looked at the people who were fighting, and those who could get to this ring were all the most powerful cultivators on the Western Continent, at least the strength of the Xuan Rank.

She also went forward to try her luck and see if she could find one or two good seedlings.

Ou Wuchen stood beside Feng Qiwu, looked at the big ring, felt a little touched, and said: "Back then, I was on this ring, became famous in a fight, and joined the Wuji Gate. ”

At that time, Ou Wuchen was still young, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he dared to go to this big ring, he was just a ground level at that time, and most of the people who could go to this ring were Xuan-level masters, of course he was beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, but he was not afraid of being beaten, he was beaten. The sound was silent, he got up and continued to fight, more resistant than Xiaoqiang.

It is this spirit of Xiaoqiang that makes the master of the Wuji Sect valued by Xiongba and accepted as a disciple in the door.

Compared to Ou Wuchen, White Lotus does not have so many twists and turns, he has never been on this challenge, he has been going back and forth between the Ethereal Peak and the Southern Chu Emperor since he was a child, and later, his father sent him to the Ethereal Peak and never took him back to the palace, he naturally joined the Ethereal Peak to cultivate.

For Feng Qiwu and Feng Ming Sect, the people present were all thunderous, because of Feng Qiwu, there were three less sects in this unprovoked situation, and the qualification of Yangding Palace was taken away by Feng Ming Sect, and the sect was also destroyed, and Zhao Jiazhuang and Zhuge Shi were even more miserable.

Although there is no direct evidence to prove that Feng Qiwu is related to the three murder tragedies, everyone subconsciously pushed a few steps away when they saw Feng Feng Qiwu stepping forward, for fear that they would have something to do with her.

Feng Qi Wu knew that his reputation was a little vicious now, but this was a bit too vicious, except for Ou Wuchen and White Lotus, no one dared to approach within three zhang of his side, and in this crowded and lively venue, a huge open space was forcibly vacated.

She looked at the culprit, but saw that White Lotus was watching the fierce fight on the stage with great interest, as if she was completely unaware of the situation around the road.

Feng Qi was angry, but he still couldn't bear to look at it.

The fight between the two people in the ring was indeed good-looking, but Feng Qiwu lacked interest, these two people were far from the good seedlings in her mind, and her eyes couldn't stop looking everywhere.

The figure of a man caught his eye and attracted his attention, everyone avoided Feng Qiwu, only the man calmly passed by Feng Qiwu, standing beside her, holding a sword wrapped in strips of cloth, and watching the competition on the stage intently.

Now there is no one in the capital who does not know the bloody name of Feng Qiwu, but this man doesn't seem to care at all, and he doesn't even notice the three of them, standing with them and watching.

There was terror in the eyes of others looking at that person.

Someone next to him kindly pulled the man's shirt and said in a low voice, "That's Feng Qiwu." ”

The man turned his head and glanced at Feng Qiwu, Feng Qiwu was also staring at him, as soon as the two eyes met, Feng Qiwu was stunned, and his heart suddenly moved.

This man, so special-

He has a face that mortals can't reach, and the handsome man Feng Qiwu has seen a lot, but this person is so special, even if he is an inconspicuous plain clothes, it is difficult to hide the domineering between his eyebrows, a frown, a look, it makes people unbearable to worship, his strength is unfathomable that Feng Qiwu can't see.

She looked at the man, and the man also looked at him, the two looked at each other like this, and time seemed to have passed for a long time, but the reality was only a few breaths, the man turned his head away, and still watched the performance on stage, even if he knew that the person beside him was Feng Qiwu, the sect leader of the Fengming Sect who had been rumored to be vicious and bloody in the capital recently.

A pair of big hands shook in front of him, Feng Qiwu came back to his senses, and immediately saw a majestic body blocking his eyes, blocking the man and blocking her inquiring sight.

Ou Wuchen said coldly in a low voice: "Don't look at it!" ”

He also thought that this handsome man had fallen into Feng Qiwu's eyes and became her fourth choice, so he was busy blocking her sight.

Feng Qiwu pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but his eyes still looked at the man from time to time.

That man, so special, seemed to have a quality that no one else had that attracted him.

The four of them stood like this, looking at the movement in the ring, White Lotus and Ou Wuchen seemed to have noticed Feng Qiwu's movements, and they formed two human walls very tacitly, completely blocking her gaze.

After a fierce battle, a master was knocked out of the ring, and there was a burst of exclamations around him, Feng Qiwu's attention was barely pulled over, and he saw that the winner was directly accepted as a disciple by a Dharma Daoist in Tianxuan Palace.

Everyone is envious and jealous, when there are many challengers who jump into the ring to compete with the lucky one!

The scene was extremely hot, but Feng Qiwu's gaze still drifted to the mysterious man, even if she couldn't see it, she secretly used her spiritual power to investigate, but unfortunately, even if her spiritual power surpassed anyone on the Western Continent, she couldn't see through the man at all.

Could it be that he is from the Southern Continent?

What are the people of the Southern Continent doing here? Are you trying to catch the peacock mount again?

The Southern Continent and the Western Continent were completely two levels, how could he look down on the Cultivation Realm Conference on the Western Continent?

The more curious Feng Qiwu became, the more she looked, and the more she looked, the more Ou Wuchen and the White Lotus would block.

After the last moment, Feng Qiwu simply pushed away the two who were in the way, stepped forward and said to the man: "Brother Tai, I don't think you are from the cultivation world of the Western Continent. ”

As soon as the others saw Feng Qiwu's fierce situation, they retreated further.

Even standing next to me was in trouble! Scary!

The man turned his head, glanced at Feng Qiwu lightly, and said, "Southern Continent, Yuwen Nianhua." ”

"Greh, New Year's paintings?" Feng Qiwu almost blurted out, what a domineering uncle, it turned out to be called a New Year's painting.

Sure enough, as soon as the man heard these two words, his brows twisted, and he was naturally displeased, and said word by word: "The year of the bumper year, the birch of the birch." ”

"Okay, Brother Yuwen," Feng Qiwu said with a straight face: "I don't know what you have to do when you come all the way from the Southern Continent here?" ”

The New Year's painting didn't answer her words, but said, "Passing by." ”

Since he didn't want to say it, Feng Qiwu didn't ask, and retreated silently.

White Lotus looked at the New Year's painting and asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem with this person?" ”

Feng Qiwu shook his head, he watched the painting twice, and then silently left with his sword in his arms, without looking at anyone, and left the venue without looking back.

"Sect Master, you have to take a seat," Xuan Qing urged Feng Qiwu.

As soon as he saw him coming, Feng Qiwu suddenly realized, pointed to the back of the painting that year, and asked him, "That person, do you know?" ”

Xuan Qing looked at the back of the New Year painting, frowned, shook his head several times, and said to himself: "How could he be here?" ”

"He said his name is Yuwen Nianhua, from the Southern Continent, do you know him?"

Xuan Qing was shocked: "Sure enough, it's him!" ”

"Who?" As soon as Feng Qiwu heard it, he knew that there was a door.

Xuan Qing said: "He is a peerless master Yuwen Nianhua in the Southern Continent who is as famous as his master, and his debut time is about the same as that of his master, and he is the leader of the Cutting Boundary Alliance!" ”

"The Boundary Alliance?" It's a special name.

"The Boundary Cutting Alliance, that is a very powerful alliance, with the purpose of ascension, has gathered a lot of masters! Its potential power is all over the Southern Continent, and only a few potential forces can match it," Xuan Qing said of Yuwen Nianhua, and he actually had some admiration.

turned out to be a master on the same level as Chu Lan! And he is also an immortal old guy, but looking at his coarse linen clothes, I really can't see that he is still the master of the alliance, and Uncle Hua is really not an ordinary person that year!

But what did he come to the Western Continent for?

If it was better for the dead peacock, it would be just right to catch him, and Feng Qiwu would be quieter.

But Feng Qiwu was even more worried that he might be here for the newborn dragon vein and the newborn dragon vein elves!

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