Chapter Twenty-Three: The Faithful

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Chen Tiannan's face was a little dark, but he didn't say anything, he couldn't see the perfunctory nature of the heavenly evil, but he didn't say much, he turned around and left with a wave of the sleeves of the black robe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

At this moment, in the cabin in the back mountain, Fengchen was half-lying on the bed, his eyes were full of joy, and the place he was staring at was the white robe that he was holding in his hand.

Fengchen didn't care about it, and directly put on this set of robes that were "tailor-made" for him. The wind and dust suddenly had a feeling of being chic and dusty.

Very thin, very good material, very smooth, and extremely delicate workmanship, dressed in white and refined, with the same delicate white and flawless face of the wind and dust. Really, it's beautiful! At this moment, Si Yongzhi was slightly distracted.

Of course, he was not indulging in the "beauty" of Fengchen, but he suddenly understood a question, why he found that Fengchen was different when he was in the Fengchen room earlier, but he didn't find the clue, so he didn't think much about it.

Now, he suddenly felt that his ability to detect faces was still slightly insufficient, and Fengchen's skin was obviously more than a grade whiter than before, almost pale and almost the same color as the already very white robe!

"Reborn!" Si Yongzhi suddenly, almost instantly, he felt that Fengchen had really changed completely, not only his appearance had become handsome and white, but even his personality and cultivation, including the way he handled things, had become extremely different.

"The personality is unpredictable, there is a sense of mystery, and the way of doing things seems to be extremely sophisticated and steady, not like a young man of about sixteen years old at all!" Si Yongzhi groaned, this is simply impossible, just talking about the game that Fengchen laid for him just now, you can see the wisdom of Fengchen, even if it is better than the old grass on his wall for many years.

"Could it be that the young master, he is the disciple of the chess saint on Yuncang Peak?" Si Yongzhi thought about it, and he didn't blame him for being suspicious, he felt that it was very likely that this was the case, first of all, his mystery, inability to practice, sparse information, and the relationship with Tian Ling, who was not famous in the outer sect at that time, seemed to be good, and his cultivation was unfathomable, and his personality was erratic.

After a little mover, Si Yongzhi thought that the most grounded was Fengchen's control of the chess game, the use of the character of the chess pieces, and the play with people's hearts and applause.

Thinking about it a little bit, even he himself felt awe-inspiring, his scalp was a little numb, and the wind and dust and the heavenly evil were almost the same in any way, including personality and ability.

"Yes, it fits well, do what you have to do, I'm going to go around!" After putting on the white robe for a while, Fengchen waved his slightly long sleeves and said.

The sun shone on the side of his face, and the wind and dust were on his waist with one hand, and he was bored with the other hand and didn't know what to do, holding his cuffs and rubbing his fingertips.

How can Si Yongzhi not understand that this posture is purely an already very old-fashioned handsome move! At least, it is considered by the majority of young people to be the most sunny and handsome forehead pose.

Back in the day! When he was a young man, he often used this action, but the heat and coldness of the situation made him not feel sunny anymore, but he would feel a little cold.

The grass on the wall is like this, otherwise it is difficult to struggle in the troubled times, and every expression may become the judge's pen, enough to decide your life or death.

To put it nicely, this kind of person is exquisite and understands current affairs. It's hard to say, it's just a grass on the wall, the yang is against the yin, and when you see people, you talk about people, and you talk nonsense when you see ghosts.

Seeing Si Yongzhi frowning as if thinking about something, Fengchen's face suddenly turned dark, "Are you still going to arrange for me to continue chopping my firewood?" ā€

"How so? You are my boss, I naturally don't dare, even if I don't have manpower, it will definitely not be you......" Si Yongzhi said with a straight face in an instant, his face solemn.

Feng Chen's head bowed and motioned for him to go down. "It doesn't matter if what he said is true or not, if his abilities can be continuously improved and useful to me, I can consider using some methods to improve his cultivation in the future......" Fengchen groaned, he didn't need to be burdensome, otherwise it would affect his purpose of looking for Mengchen.

Si Yongzhi turned around, as if he had become accustomed to his identity, he naturally bowed to Fengchen, and then left with steps.

"I still don't go outside, I have to ......keep a low profile when I am handsome" Si Yongzhi paused, and suddenly there was a tendency to be unstable, how did he not find that Fengchen was so narcissistic.

"It's not bad to watch the scenery in the back mountain!" Fengchen finally made up his mind to pay attention, in order to avoid the situation of the tree making a big move and the handsome person going crazy, he was still stable.

He is not afraid of looking for beautiful women, he is afraid that some crazy people like the so-called flower messenger are looking for him desperately, but he is afraid that he will never be able to be a low-key self again.

Of course, Si Yongzhi's endurance was not bad, and he stabilized his body in just a moment. It's not that he thinks Fengchen is narcissistic, there is a saying that is still true, narcissism also needs capital, and he just felt the strangeness of Fengchen at that moment.

That's right, it's a flower, but it's weird. No matter how good you look, you can't be so narcissistic that you don't marry all the beauties in the world, and you're crazy about you!

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Si Yongzhi was also completely dumbfounded, speechless! First of all, he felt that whether he was low-key or not had no effect on Fengchen at all, with Fengchen's character and incomparably demonic inverse cultivation as his strength, he would not believe it if he didn't stir up the storm.

However, coupled with his sophisticated and scheming methods, can he still calculate his people? I'm afraid that this alone is enough to make him invincible!

"Only stronger!"

Almost a belief resonated with the thoughts of Fengchen, and instantly filled Si Yongzhi's mind, even if he was just someone else's subordinate, he also needed to have strength, otherwise he would be eliminated and abandoned.

In a flash, becoming stronger, letting his ability play more and more on the wind and dust, almost became his belief, since he didn't have the opportunity to be the best in the crowd, then become a foil next to the best.

He had to take the opportunity to seize the big tree of wind and dust, and he only had one chance, he knew that his soul had been connected with wind and dust, and once he was abandoned, his result would be predictable.

Dead and dead with no place to be buried, he didn't want to! He wants to let the continuous growth of wind and dust carry him straight up to the clouds, breaking through the obstacles of the clouds of the nine heavens, even if he only contributes a little to the leaves of this big tree, but one thing is undeniable - he does stand tall enough.

The slightly emaciated figure of the depression gradually straightened up in the sun, like a small grass that suddenly burst into vitality after a long drought, and began to intervene and point at the sky with its grass tip, instead of sticking to the ground with its belly and facing away from the sky.

"Jiancai, do you think your little junior brother is good! Just now, Si Yongzhi's game, is it quite a teacher's demeanor? On the Yuncang Peak, the heavenly evil laughed, the laughter was very hearty, and the clear echo echoed in the main hall.

Lu Jiancai beside him showed a bitter face, and since they sent Chen Tiannan away, the two of them looked at the wind and dust with the tattered mirror condensed by the vitality in their hands. Especially the heavenly evil, his attention to the wind and dust is almost all the time, and there are some mistakes when he has no choice but to pay attention to it.

However, relatively speaking, he still pays attention to Fengchen most of the time, and because of this, he doesn't understand why every time he turns around, Fengchen is not in the game he arranged.

Tianye was very excited, what he said was right, Fengchen not only has his demeanor, it is simply carved out of a mold, if it weren't for Lu Jian to know something, I'm afraid he would not hesitate to think that Fengchen is a little Tianxie!

As for the questioning of the Heavenly Evil, his expression was indifferent, and he was not as excited as the Heavenly Evil, although he was about to have a powerful junior brother.

When Tianxie smiled and turned his head to express his excitement to Lu Jiancai, he saw that his face was dark, and his eyes were blank with an aura of almost despair.

Whatever you get excited, he's as desperate as ever!

"The sky is unfair, a master is not enough, you give me a junior brother, I thank you, but why are you such a bastard, and send a little heavenly evil alive?" Lu Jiancai was roaring in his heart, almost trying his best, he was really tired.

Master, he can't beat it, so he is at the mercy of Shizun's calculations, and he can't do it after the fact. However, Fengchen, although he is not very strong now, he can't use "just the strength of the Fading Seventh Heaven" to comfort himself with the strength of the Spirit Realm Double Heaven!

It doesn't matter if Fengchen is not strong now, but he can still calculate himself, and with the demon of Fengchen, the body of the desolation! With the cultivation of the Mortal Triple Heaven, it has a strength comparable to that of the Seventh Heaven and can faintly rival the Eighth Heaven, have you heard of it?

Anyway, Lu Jiancai himself has never heard of it, I'm afraid that even if he wears it, no one will believe it, this is simply incredible! Seeing that the world was so unfair, Lu Jian wanted to say the sentence "The sky is unfair!" I hate you! ā€

"Click!"

In the dense forest of the back mountain, the footsteps are undulating, and at this moment the wind and dust are stepping on the dead branches and leaves, and from the moment he comes out, he almost follows the pace of his morning outing, and sometimes squats on the ground and does not know what to think.

Dressed in white, with long hair and a shawl...... Stop, it's not the arrogant and happy lone cultivator you imagined, at this moment he is like a hooligan in a small street, and even the white robe he just changed into that he was extremely satisfied with has been tossed by him, and it has become a little dirty and dirty.

"Woo!"

In an instant, Fengchen got up directly from the ground from a half-squatting state, and his face was a little abnormal.

Rumble!

The body exploded, the wind and dust face was hideous, the vitality of the whole body rose, the pale gold was surging, the power of blood and qi was vast, if the wolf smoke was rolling, it was directly soaring to a distance of nearly ten meters, and the pressure was undulating, rolling the leaves to drive the rocks to burst.

The stones pierced through the air, and at this moment, Fengchen only felt that his abdomen was as if it was being stirred by a sword, and it was extremely hot, and the discomfort of knotted intestines spread all over his body.

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