Feng Qingyang fell the grass in the backyard, the previous thunder and lightning made him very embarrassed now, his clothes were badly damaged like a beggar, his original hair suddenly turned into an explosive head, and his trembling hands proved his embarrassment.

He sat on the ground and couldn't get up, letting the rain hit his "beggar's suit", anyway, he couldn't ask for this dress, and it was nothing if it was soaked.

He picked up the blunt sword in his hand and squinted at the gloomy sky, and did not say a word for a long time, and finally he let go of the blunt sword in his hand.

got up and walked back to the eaves, and muttered, "Tsk, when has God been so generous." ”

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt fell, and a silver flame burst into flames on the grass in the backyard, which could not be extinguished by rain, and the fire was very large, and it would not be long before the place would be enveloped in flames.

He closed his eyes and waited for the silver flames to consume it, but instead of the imaginary heat, he felt a little warmth in his body.

When he opened his eyes, the silver flames everywhere suddenly disappeared, but the scorched black patches of the grass showed that the flames were not his hallucinations, perhaps all this could be explained by the silver-haired girl in the distance!

Now Feng Qingyang doesn't want to be explained, he just wants to go back to the room and change his clothes, after all, this "beggar's suit" affects the city's appearance too much.

He turned to go back to his room, but was stopped by a cold voice.

"Lord Wuzu, are you trying to escape?"

The girl's words caused Feng Qingyang to stop and make him hesitate for a moment, and then Feng Qingyang laughed to hide his embarrassment.

"Is Lord Martial Ancestor laughing to hide the uneasiness in his heart?"

The girl spoke again, this time more ruthlessly sharp.

Feng Qingyang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "There's no such thing, I just want to change my clothes!"

Feng Qingyang's words did not make the girl stop her poisonous tongue, and the girl continued: "Lord Wuzu, you are eight hundred years old, do you feel that you have lived enough?"

Feng Qingyang asked rhetorically, "Will anyone live long?"

The silver-haired girl replied solemnly: "Naturally, no, then please don't participate in the mundane affairs, and provoking the mortal aura is not conducive to your ascension." ”

Feng Qingyang didn't say anything for a long time after hearing this, he knew that what the silver-haired girl said was true, if she continued to take care of the family's mundane affairs, she would definitely fail to ascend, and finally be solved by the thunder of the Heavenly Father.

"It's a pity, I'm going to take care of this mundane thing!" Feng Qingyang shook his head, indicating that he did not agree with the girl's proposal.

"But you can't resist the wrath of Heaven at will as you did eight hundred years ago, and your trembling hands speak for themselves. ”

The girl continued to dismantle the stage, and Feng Qingyang said impatiently: "Don't persuade me, hurry back to heaven and tell God that I have to take care of this matter." ”

The silver-haired girl knew that she couldn't persuade Feng Qingyang anymore, so she pleaded to Feng Qingyang: "Since Lord Wuzu has made a decision, then I can't stop it, then please Lord Wuzu let me stay and appreciate your fearlessness in resisting the punishment of heaven." ”

After hearing this, Feng Qingyang covered his head and complained: "If you want to watch me die, just say it, don't talk so much." ”

"Lord Martial Ancestor, I don't think so, I really want to see what kind of demeanor the Martial Ancestor who saved Kyushu in eight hundred years. ”

The silver-haired girl looked at Feng Qingyang with a sincere face, Feng Qingyang waved her hand and said, "If you want to live, you can stay!

"Well, there should be more than half a year!"

The silver-haired girl did not shy away from it, and directly told Feng Qingyang the time of the next heavenly punishment.

Feng Qingyang held out a thumbs up to her to affirm that she was doing the right thing, and this message was of great help to him.

Since there is still about half a year before the next heavenly punishment, it will take a month at most to solve this demon seed invasion, so the rest of the time is the last time......

Feng Qingyang shook his head, wanting to get this thought out of his mind, thinking about it so much before he died would only add to his troubles!

The silver-haired girl looked at Feng Qingyang, who was shaking her explosive head, and she was about to ask something when she was interrupted by a deep male voice.

"Ancestor, are you back?"

The silver-haired girl looked at the source of the voice, and what caught her eye was a young man with miscellaneous hair and blindfolding, a black power suit, a spear behind his back, and the title of Feng Qingyang just now, he was Feng Feng.

"A young man, a master of marksmanship, and a cultivator who is not weak and some old monsters, he is considered by Tiangong to be the most likely martial artist to break through the realm of heaven and man in a hundred years. ”

When the silver-haired girl saw Feng Feng, she unconsciously recited this piece of information she had purchased in Tiandu.

Attracted by this words, he set his eyes on the silver-haired girl, and it happened that the eyes of the two collided together, and a mysterious electric current passed into the hearts of the two along the gaze, Feng Feng felt that his heart was beating violently suddenly, and it was difficult to take his eyes off the girl's body.

Feng Feng forcibly ran "Qing Yang Gong" to suppress the strangeness in his heart, but he still couldn't take his eyes off, he looked at the silver-haired girl in the distance, her silver hair really hung down to her waist, a silver one-piece dress made people feel bright, her delicate face made people give birth to infinite love, and the tears beside her made the girl with a hint of charm, but her figure was very in line with the girl's standards......

Feng Feng hurriedly slapped himself before he got out of his previous state, he touched his hot face, and his violently beating heart seemed to indicate that he might have fallen in love with the silver-haired girl at first sight!

On the other hand, the silver-haired girl, her face flushed, obviously she also had a little different feeling about Feng Feng, at this moment a strong wind whistled by, her silver hair was blown up, Feng Feng's miscellaneous hair was also blown up, and the wind was clear and finally saw the whole picture of Feng Feng again after ten years.

He complained: "I thought our little Feng was crooked, but he is obviously very handsome! Although he is not as good as me, he will not use miscellaneous hair to lower his appearance!"

Feng Qingyang's words were completely ignored by the two, and Feng Qingyang saw that no one paid attention to him, so he teased: "Are you two looking at each other?"

Feng Feng hurriedly explained: "There is no such thing, the ancestor is joking!"

The silver-haired girl hurriedly explained, "No, the adults are joking!"

After Feng Qingyang heard the answers of the two, his face was full of feelings that I understood, so he commanded Feng Feng: "Feng Feng ordered you to find a good guest room for this silver-haired girl, and I will leave the rest of the matter alone!"

He wanted to go back to his hut and wash up, after all, the beggar was so happy that he couldn't bear it.

The silver-haired girl fled the scene when she saw the wind blowing and threw Amagi's recording work to Fengfeng.

"If I complete the information of Fengfeng, the Heavenly Lord should reward me. When she thought of this, the silver-haired girl's eyes were full of longing when she looked at Feng Feng, which made Feng Feng feel a chill in her back.

She walked up to Feng Bong and asked him, "Lord Feng Bong, I want to ask you a few questions?"

"You don't have to call me an adult to call me Fengfeng, as long as the problem is not too much. ”

Feng Bong agreed to the silver-haired girl's question, and then she took out a long piece of paper and a pen from her cuff.

She read out the questions written on the paper one by one, and Feng Bong immediately regretted it when she heard the questions, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world......