Chapter 239: Disciple Rules

Lin Yuanchen hugged Feng Yuluan's shoulders, looked at his closed eyes, and felt a slight pain in his heart: "Master, I will definitely find the Forgetfulness Grass, you have to wait for me here, as soon as I find the Forgetnest Grass, I will come back immediately!" Telling her heartfelt words, she couldn't help but shed tears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He sat in the cave for a long time, holding Feng Yuluan's unconscious hands, and said something for a long time, but Feng Yuluan never opened his eyes to look at her, nor did he open his mouth to say a word.

"Master, I'll go back first, and you're here...... It's okay," tears rolled down her cheeks, she slowly stood up, and reluctantly looked back twice, "Yuji is gone." He said that he would go, but he stopped and looked at it for a moment, and he remained indifferent.

Lin Yuanchen gritted his teeth, turned his head away, and walked out of the cave.

"Where is the Forget Worry Grass? The Seven Great Immortal Swords, where are the rest? Lin Yuanchen flew faintly over the seven peaks, "By the way, others don't know, Zhang Shaotong must know!" It's useless to ask someone else, you can only ask him! Only then did he remember what Tanaka had done in the past few days when he had been in love with him, and his face was red from his forehead to the depths of his neck, and his heart was beating again.

After flying for a while, even the chest was rolling with a dry heat, the two kidneys were faintly churning, the legs trembled slightly, and suddenly fell in the air, as if it was unstable. Lin Yuanchen gritted his teeth and fell to the Bilin Peak in front of him, and landed directly on the mountainside where the female disciples were resting.

As soon as he landed, he sat down on the side of a table of stone tables, his chest was pounding, and he raised his hand to hold his chest: "Lin Yuanchen, what's wrong with you, calm down!" She opened her mouth and said to herself, "It's normal for such behavior to happen at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen in modern society!" It's nothing! She began to comfort herself.

However, thinking of Zhang Shaotong's death-like attitude afterwards, there was some anger in the heartbeat: "Even if you are blind, you meet a person who has been chaotic and has always given up!" "Chaos and abandonment? How could I choose this word, do I still expect him to have a beginning and an end, am I really like a caricature, walk up to him and say to him, I have grown up, and I will marry you this time?

Lin Yuanchen shook his head violently. "He is really as the lady said, unreasonable!" At this time, Zhang Shaotong's eye-to-eye shadow in his heart winked at her, and a voice sounded from his heart: "Yuji, are you scolding me again?" ā€

Lin Yuanchen shouted: "Ah! Who can take this figure away! ā€

"Yuji, what figure are you going to take?" A delicate woman's voice sounded in the distance, Lin Yuanchen looked at the place where the voice came, it was the peerless Feng Yufei who had captivated the country and the city, and there was a tall man standing beside him-wait, isn't that Zhang Shaotong? They? What are they doing?

I saw Feng Yufei's small hand on Zhang Shaotong's elbow as if it were off the ground, with an indescribable smile, this kind of smile she had never seen on Feng Yufei's face. Lin Yuanchen seemed to grasp a trace of confusion, and saw Zhang Shaotong facing Feng Yufei sideways, and did not look at himself, his heart swelled with sourness, and he suddenly lowered his head.

Feng Yufei pulled Zhang Shaotong to sit down in front of the stone case, and the two sat opposite Lin Yuanchen side by side, and as soon as they sat down, Lin Yuanchen's neck lowered even tighter.

Zhang Shaotong took out a wine jug from his sleeve again, unsealed it, and took a sip, but he didn't look at Lin Yuanchen.

Feng Yufei looked at Lin Yuanchen for a moment, and asked kindly: "Yuji, I haven't seen you for another year, you seem to have changed a lot, but when I saw you, I sighed here, what kind of figure is it that someone wants to take away?" ā€

Lin Yuanchen heard her say so many words for the first time, and his heart was entangled, and he spoke: "Yu Ji has a demon shadow in his heart, and like his master, he is entangled by the demon shadow!" You can't get rid of it! ā€

Zhang Shaotong didn't seem to hear what she said, and continued to drink.

Feng Yufei smiled: "Yuji, you have a demon shadow in your heart, but my aunt sees that you are not crazy at all." ā€

"This shadow is even more demonic than madness!"

Zhang Shaotong's eyes flashed, but the indifference on his face remained the same.

"Hehe, Yuji, why didn't you call it when I saw your Shaotong master?"

"Yu Ji has seen Master Shaotong!" Lin Yuanchen hugged his fist towards Zhang Shaotong.

"Yuji, Master Shaotong doesn't often go out of the mountain, and this time I came out to take you back to the mountain to cultivate immortals. My aunt won't be able to see you in the future......"

"I don't want to go! I'm going to find the remaining four fairy swords, find the Forget-Worry Grass, and heal Master!" I'm not going anywhere else. ā€

Zhang Shaotong's eyes became cold, and he quietly placed the wine jug on the stone case.

"Yu Ji, this matter is not in a hurry, you have a relationship with the Seven Great Immortal Swords, the soul slashing has been annihilated for nearly a thousand years, and the Xuan Zhao and Demon Refining are rumored to be collected in the Meng Xuantian Cave Mansion, and now that you have these three swords, it seems that he will get the remaining four pieces one day."

Feng Yufei mentioned Meng Xuantian, and the picture of Meng Xuantian rushing towards him immediately appeared in Lin Yuanchen's eyes, and his heart trembled violently, his fists clenched unconsciously, and the roots of his teeth clenched.

Zhang Shaotong's heart jumped, and he glanced at Lin Yuanchen at this time, and saw the scene where she was tense and trembling, and there was a trace of hidden concern in his eyes, but this concern was only a glance, and the next glance, he stopped looking, and continued to look away, his eyes were filled with a terrible cold silence, and he took a sip of wine.

Feng Yufei also noticed the changes in Lin Yuanchen's body, and glanced at Zhang Shaotong, but seeing that his eyes were full of extreme coldness, he couldn't help but be shocked, lowered his head and took out a lyre from a storage bag, crossed the stone case, and played it away.

Feng Yufei's piano sound is very special, and it sounds very earnest and poignant, just like the deepest feelings in the girl's heart.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Lin Yuanchen's tense nerves eased, and he raised his head leisurely, only to see Zhang Shaotong looking sideways at Feng Yufei who was touching the qin, and there was a strong sense of loss in his heart, and then he lowered his head.

Just when she lowered her head, Zhang Shaotong's eyes wandered and looked towards her, but she didn't notice it at all.

A moment later, Lin Yuanchen raised her head again, and just as she raised her head, Zhang Shaotong's eyes turned again, turning to look at Feng Yufei.

When Lin Yuanchen looked up, he once again saw Zhang Shaotong staring sideways at Feng Yufei, and the loss in his heart rolled violently, but instead derived an indescribable anger, which was a little sour, with doubts, even more unwilling, and a faint hatred.

She lowered her head again, and at the moment of bowing her head, Zhang Shaotong turned her eyes to look at her again.

"Master Shaotong," this Shaotong Master said as if he was squeezing out between his teeth, "What are the disciple rules?" ā€

"Oh? Do you want to disciple the rules? Zhang Shaotong's voice that had dreamed thousands of times sounded in his ears, but it didn't carry any emotion, and it sounded as plain as water. (To be continued.) )