Chapter Fifty-Eight: More Than a Thousand Years Past

Even though he was waiting for him to make a move, Yuehua was still startled by Feng You's sudden shouting, Yuehua calmed down his hurried heartbeat and calmly replied to him, "Don't worry, I always have to think about it, it seems that there is." ”

As soon as Yuehua finished speaking, Feng You made a gesture to pounce, and Yuehua hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute!" I'm not done yet. ”

Feng You's steps stopped, and his golden eyes looking at Yuehua seemed to be on fire.

Yuehua looked at him like this, and lazily curled her lips and smiled, "I seem to have come from the north a few days ago, but I haven't seen anyone on the way, but there is a burnt phoenix, so it can't be you, right?" ”

Feng You looked at her with bright eyes and bright teeth, choked on Yuehua's words, and trembled her lips for a long time before replying, "Yes, that's not me." ”

Yuehua could almost hear it, and he gritted his teeth and said these words fiercely.

Yuehua almost suffocated herself to the point of internal injury, but her face was still indifferent, "Yes, since that's the case, then I must not have seen you." ”

Feng You tried his best to control himself so that he didn't rush forward, he squeezed out a wrinkled smile from his face, "Yes, then, you are not from the Phoenix Clan, what are you doing here?" ”

Seeing that he mentioned his purpose, Yuehua finally remembered what she was here for, put away the smiling expression on her face, and bowed in the direction of Feng You, "Yuehua has something to ask for." ”

Feng You looked suspiciously at the woman who was still naughty, and now he looked serious, he suddenly felt funny, raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What do you ask of me?" ”

Yuehua told the truth, but only concealed the name of her friend, and then said the purpose of her trip, "I hope to borrow a Jin Yi from the second prince." ”

After Feng You heard the origin, he was rarely silent for a few seconds, but after that, he returned to the appearance of Hang'er, with a smile on his face, he found a gold-painted fan out of nowhere, opened it with a brush, and walked in front of Yuehua in a few steps.

He stared at Yuehua with golden eyes, suddenly put away the fan forcefully, picked up Yuehua's chin with the handle of the fan lightly, forced her to half-raise her head, and asked her with a smile ambiguously, "If you promise to make a personal promise, I will consider taking a look?" ”

Before Yuehua could slap the fan he had placed on his chin, he felt an earth-shattering sound in the room behind him, followed by an overflowing murderous aura exposed to the air.

Yuehua complained in his heart, it's bad, if he comes out, then the whole thing will be exposed.

But no matter how much he prayed, Shulou still walked from behind step by step, and he was still covered in cold. At this moment, his aura is full of energy, and he really has a bit of the appearance of Demon Wandering Tianzun, but it is for such a trivial matter.

Although Su Lou didn't come out, he had been listening to the conversation between the two, and he was so angry because of Fang Cai Feng You's actions and jokes, but in Su Lou's eyes, even the jokes made him unbearable.

So Yuehua saw the building with a completely black face, and the murderous aura released from his body at this time was just like the first time he saw him outside the underworld that day, and Yuehua was a little frightened by the breath on his body.

Yuehua closed her eyes, and her body moved to the side imperceptibly.

Feng You naturally also noticed the commotion behind him, he looked behind Yuehua with a pair of golden eyes, with a little displeasure, how could someone always be willing to stir up good things?

But when he saw the comer, he was stunned. Feng You stared straight at the black-clothed and black-haired Shulou in front of him, and the flames were burning in his black eyes, and there seemed to be a thousand waves in his heart.

He stiffened his body, his face was pale, Yuehua saw him like this, and immediately knew that Feng You had not forgotten the appearance of Shulou at all, and he was afraid that he was still looking forward to this day early.

Shulou met his gaze, and not only was there no embarrassment in his dark eyes, but he was angry. There was no warmth in his eyes, and he looked at Feng You with a gaze like a stranger.

Where did Feng You suffer him like this, his mind replayed over and over again the man in black he met in the Phoenix Clan's sycamore forest when he was young, the man who was only more than 50,000 years old at the time but beat him without the power to fight back.

Feng You's fingers were clenched tightly, and his white lips also showed his uncontrollable emotions at this time.

Shulou stood still beside Yuehua, he glared at Feng You with those pure black eyes, and then pulled Yuehua into his arms, coldly announcing his ownership in silence.

Even if Feng You didn't have anything to do with Yuehua, he was also enraged by this action, and in the next moment, he couldn't help it, and he flashed towards the Shulou, and the silver needle-like hidden weapon in his hand shot towards the Shulou densely.

Yuehua didn't even have time to react, and her body was vigorously pushed out of the attack range by Shulou, and then she could only see a chaotic figure and a fine dot with silver dots. She wanted to intervene several times, but found that the two people in front of her did not leave any room for outsiders at all, and the defense between every move was impenetrable, even if Yuehua recognized the figures of the two, she didn't have time to make a move.

Yuehua stood aside like this, watching them fight from day to night, still inseparable.

Even so, Yuehua was still very anxious in his heart, Shulou was injured, not to mention whether he could beat Feng You, who had recovered from the Heavenly Tribulation at this time, just because he had been enduring the pain of soul splitting, it was difficult to hold on for so long.

Yuehua was in a hurry, and wanted to join the battle to help several times, but she couldn't find the right time at all.

After a few times, Yuehua suddenly thought of the bamboo flute that was about to be forgotten by her, and remembered the words that Chekong told her alone when she was leaving.

If you have any problems, call me.

At this moment, he couldn't care so much, Yuehua hurriedly took out the bamboo flute that he had been carrying with him from his body, and brought it to his lips, a series of light and rapid musical notes penetrated the clouds, and the bamboo flute was transmitted back with the mana left on it by the sky.

Outside the city of Suzhou, Wancui Valley.

At that time, Chekong invited two or three friends to enjoy the scenery in the bamboo forest of the late green valley, the meandering water flowed, and the bamboo shadow was oblique, which was very pleasant.

Chekong was dressed in a pale ink-colored robe, and he was still holding the new wine he had just taken out in his arms.

Without warning, I listened to the short and powerful sound of the flute through the obstacles and carried it to the sky above the Evening Green Valley.

The gentle smile hooked at the corner of Chekong's lips froze at the corner of his mouth, and the steps still walking towards the bamboo forest under his feet were slightly messy, he walked to the bamboo forest a few times, and carefully identified the sound of the flute for a while, his heart suddenly tightened, he lowered his eyes and thought about it, and when he raised his face again, he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Everyone" Che Kong's smile on his face was gentle and harmless, with apologies, "I suddenly received a request for help from my friend, I'm afraid I have to leave first, as the master but can't do the friendship of the landlord, it is Chekong's fault, when there is time in the future, Chekong will definitely bring good wine to the door to make amends." ”

These friends who got together with Chekong are also idle scattered immortals, who have never paid attention to any rules, and when they saw that he was in a hurry, they did not stop him, and generously let him go.

Chekong thanked his friend, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the flute that had not been interrupted, and was forced to interrupt.

There was a slight tingling sensation in the palm of the palm, and Chekong's eyelids jumped, and when he turned his palm, he saw that the induction that was originally connected to the bamboo flute was broken.