Chapter 147: Like a Man

Chu Yuanyang nodded lightly: "During the time I went out, you don't want to go out of this small courtyard, since the sect master has spoken, he will definitely not break his word." ”

"Thank you!" his thin lips opened slightly, and Shen Yi spit out these three words that had not been spoken all along.

I thought that in this life, he avoided the disciples of the Hehuan Sect like snakes and scorpions, and even hated all the women in the world, but he didn't expect to change his opinion of women because of the woman in front of him.

"Here you go!"

"Huh?" Looking at the half-arc silver lock handed over by Shen Yi, Chu Yuanyang looked puzzled.

Shen Yi felt a little hot on her face, and hurriedly stuffed the semi-arc silver lock into her hand, and explained: "This time the Python Mountain trip, with your current cultivation, I am afraid that it is extremely dangerous, this is the talisman that my mother gave me, and now I give it to you, I hope you can return safely." ”

Chu Yuanyang wanted to shirk it, after all, it was the thought left to him by his mother, but when he saw that a few traces of expectation flashed in Shen Yi's watery eyes, and his face was also embarrassed and red, he had no choice but to accept it, and said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, Lord Yan is still reluctant to accept me." ”

Shen Yi saw her accept it, and his heart unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned heavy, and his watery eyes were full of affection: "I'm waiting for you here!"

Chu Yuanyang was a little strange when he heard this, but he didn't think much about it.

Looking at the back of Chu Yuanyang leaving, Shen Yi's gaze gradually softened, now that his younger brother is still safe to stay by Senior Sister Ruan's side, he can only cultivate during this time and wait for her to come back silently.

Although he hadn't been able to see his heart clearly at the moment, the only thing he could be sure of was that he hoped that she would live well.

Chu Yuanyang came to the medicine garden from his own courtyard, but found that only Elder Miao and Lan Xiang were in the medicine garden, but Feng Lige didn't know where he went.

I had to explain to Elder Lan Xiang Miao that he was going to Python Mountain, and Elder Miao had a complicated face after hearing this, but Lan Xiang was extremely reluctant.

After staying in the medicine garden for a while, bidding farewell to Elder Miao and Lan Xiang, he came out of the medicine garden and went down the mountain without hurry.

Inside the Meisheng Palace~

"Master, are you saying that the Mixed Spirit Root has gone down the mountain?" Jin Xi looked surprised.

Elder Yao leaned on the red jade soft couch, suddenly opened his eyes, and sneered: "Xi'er, do you know what to do next?"

Jin Xi smiled happily, bent over, and said, "Xi'er knows, master, please rest assured, our sect will never have such a lowly thing as the Mixed Spirit Root again." ”

Elder Yao closed his eyes again with satisfaction.

............。

At the foot of Qingturbid Mountain~

"Why are you here?" As soon as Chu Yuanyang came to the foot of Qingturd Mountain, he saw Feng Lige, who was dressed in purple, sitting on a high rock with his arms in his arms, with his back to her.

When Feng Lige saw her coming, he did not reply to her words, but jumped down from the rock and walked forward on his own.

Chu Yuanyang stood in place expressionlessly, not intending to follow.

"Still not leaving?" Feng Lige knew that Chu Yuanyang didn't move his feet, so he turned around to look at her.

His tone was not good, and Chu Yuanyang neither moved nor answered.

"The Sect Master has ordered me to walk with you. Feng Lige knew that if she didn't explain, I'm afraid she wouldn't leave with her.

Chu Yuanyang moved his body and kept up with the footsteps of Feng Lige: "The sect wants me to go through the training, what do you want to follow?"

Feng Lige turned his head and glanced at Chu Yuanyang lightly: "With your cultivation, do you think that without me, you have the ability to come back alive?"

"Oh, then that means you were sent to protect me?" Chu Yuanyang took two quick steps and walked side by side with Feng Lige.

Feng Lige "sneered" and laughed: "You don't seem to be very happy?"

Chu Yuanyang said lightly: "No, I just think you seem to have a lot of complaints." ”

"You're not stupid!" said Feng Lige sarcastically.

Chu Yuanyang didn't bother to pay attention to him, but Feng Lige's appearance really surprised her.

"Give!" Looking at the beautiful face of the people and gods, Chu Yuanyang took out a handkerchief from his arms and stretched out his hand to hand it to Feng Lige.

Feng Lige looked at her puzzled.

"Cover your face, or I'll be under a lot of pressure to walk with you. Chu Yuanyang stuffed the handkerchief into his hand.

Feng Lige's face darkened: "What does it have to do with me whether you are stressed or not?" That being said, he still covered his face with a handkerchief, revealing only a pair of naturally raised eyes and a smooth forehead.

"Wait. Chu Yuanyang grabbed Feng Lige's arm.

Feng Lige frowned displeasedly: "What to do?"

Chu Yuanyang let go of the hand that was holding his arm, stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and only showed a pair of eyes.

These eyes are slightly longer, the tails of the eyes are naturally raised, and the pupils are not pure black, but glowing with a strange dark blue, which contains very rich feelings, as if they will suck people's souls at any time, and make people unable to extricate themselves from sinking.

"Ji Ji?" Chu Yuanyang thought for a moment and blurted out.

Feng Lige slapped her hand away in disgust: "What Ji Ji?"

Chu Yuanyang looked at him intently, and wanted to reach out to cover his forehead so that he could see it carefully.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Feng Lige stepped back to avoid her outstretched hand, and there was no debunked heart in his eyes, but some disgust and anger at being touched.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yuanyang had no choice but to shake his head and sigh: "I'm sorry, you look a little like someone I know." ”

Feng Lige's eyes flashed, and he said with a look of disbelief: "Someone you know?

This was too narcissistic, and Chu Yuanyang glared at him: "Who do you think you are? Why should I take the opportunity to get close to you?"

"Heh!" Feng Li Gexiu raised his eyebrows, and the bewildering chuckle that naturally came out of his throat could make people feel numb and hot in the bottom of his heart.

Chu Yuanyang shuddered, and his body subconsciously rushed forward quickly two steps, widening the distance between the two.

For her reaction, Feng Lige was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say a few more sarcastic words to her, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

As she walked, Chu Yuanyang found that Feng Lige's footsteps gradually slowed down, she stopped suspiciously and looked back at him, and saw him turn over and sacrifice a small boat that was four zhang long and two zhang wide and white throughout.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come up quickly, do you want to walk to Python Mountain?" Feng Lige took the lead in sitting on the bow of the boat, sitting in a very casual posture, eager to occupy half of the boat.

When Chu Yuanyang just stood on the silver-white boat, the boat instantly rushed high, staggering and almost falling off the boat.

When he stabilized his body with palpitations, and then turned his head sideways to look at Feng Lige, his eyes were bent into a crescent moon, obviously laughing at her.

"Childish!" Chu Yuanyang didn't get angry, but after slanting at him, he carried him to the other end of the boat.

Just because she doesn't get angry and talk to him doesn't mean that she can still laugh at him calmly.

Feng Lige sighed, and didn't bother to pay attention to Chu Yuanyang.

The two of them were like this, and they both had cold faces until they arrived at Python Mountain.

Python Mountain is famous for pythons, large and small python mountains hang all over the mountain, and can be seen everywhere.

Strangely, there is no grass here, and there is not a trace of green and vibrant shadows.