In the evening, Cen Duxiao cooked a sumptuous dinner for several senior brothers.

After the death of Master and Shugui, Luo Yanfeng has not gathered for dinner for a long time, and everyone tacitly does not mention the dinner, for fear of arousing everyone's sadness.

Cen Duxiao brought the last braised pork ribs to the table and said modestly: "Senior brothers, I will order, my skills are not good." ”

She glanced at the empty seats, and her heart felt a pang of sourness.

In the past, ten people from Luoyan Peak gathered just to fill a table, and it was a little crowded, everyone was happy, and they were very happy.

Now there are few people in Luoyan Peak, and only Yuen Long, Yuen Kang, Lang Yueqing, Mu Yuqiao and her are left.

Yuen Long didn't know what he was busy with and didn't come over. After Yi Han's death, he usually cooperated with Master Zhuang in Chaoyang Peak to manage sect affairs, and did not often appear in Luoyan Peak.

As for the candidate for the head of the family, Master Zhuang is more interested in his eldest disciple Xiao Fan, so if Yuen Long wants to get his wish, he naturally has to be more diligent.

Yuankang stared at the table full of dishes that looked good, stomped on his chopsticks, licked his lips, and said very face-savingly: "Little junior sister is hidden deeply! Hurry up and hurry up, let's go." As he spoke, he beckoned Lang Yueqing and Mu Yuqiao to sit down.

Mu Yuqiao just sat down and asked, "I heard Tong Tong say that you are going to the Fengshen Mausoleum in Buzhou Mountain?"

Mu Yuqiao couldn't hide her sadness, after so many changes, it hit Cen Duxiao very hard, and her temperament became a little colder.

When Mu Tong chatted with him, the most common thing he mentioned was that he felt that Cen Duxiao was now only thinking about revenge, and revenge had become the only one in her life, and it was rare to see her smile heartily and happily.

It's not that the disciples of Luo Yanfeng don't want to avenge their master, their mother, and their junior disciples, but they just rashly go to Fengyi's revenge is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, so they can only act with the sect as a whole.

Master Zhuang has arranged for them to go down the mountain to remove flowers and plants more than once, and they have also responded positively, while Mu Yuqiao has more than enough heart and less strength.

Cen Duxiao nodded, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of rice, he didn't know the taste, and said lightly: "Senior brothers, don't worry, I have made a complete plan, I don't know when I will see you again, I hope that the senior brothers will take care of themselves, and they will contact you if you have something." ”

Lang Yueqing sighed: "Little junior sister, you don't have to put so much pressure on yourself, the gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, now none of us know the whereabouts of the demon god, what can you do if you go to Buzhou Mountain to find the Heavenly Sword?"

Cen Duxiao's hand holding the chopsticks paused, it is true that since the Terran monks hunted and killed elves, Feng Yizhi has disappeared, and she can only find the Heavenly Sword and then go to Jiuli to explore.

Jiuli is the territory of the demon race, the human race can't enter, the road ahead is unknown, and the difficulties can be imagined, but she must do it.

"I don't want to wait any longer. Cen Duxiao looked at the empty seat and the place next to her, "This time, I won't be soft-hearted." ”

And, she can't get used to seeing the immortals fighting but the demon gods, so she talks about the elves becoming indiscriminate and killing innocents, except for Feng Yizhi, the other elves are innocent, and she can save one by one.

"Be careful on the road. Mu Yuqiao understands Cen Duxiao's temperament, she is not as docile and well-behaved as Mu Tong, she always has her own opinions and ideas, once she decides something, it is useless to persuade anyone.

Mu Yuqiao often remembered the scene of Cen Duxiao suspected of being enchanted in Cangwu Mountain, he looked at her hesitantly, and said: "Be calm in trouble, don't be impatient." ”

Mu Yuqiao doesn't talk much on weekdays, Cen Duxiao knows that he is just not good at expressing himself, but he really cares about her, she smiled slightly: "Okay, I will." ”

Yuankang listened to everyone, picked up a piece of fish and put it in a bowl, and ate silently, not knowing whether to persuade Cen Duxiao to give up revenge.

He originally thought that Feng Yizhi was not a demon, and he didn't have such a bad impression of him, and the so-called remarks about the destruction of the demon god were just alarmist remarks about Yu Shien's plot against Ganmu seeds.

Feng Yizhi was kind to her sister and kind to Wangtianmen, he never thought that he would kill his master and mother.

Why did Feng Yizhi kill his master and mother? He always felt that there was something hidden under the surface of these things.

However, he had seen with his own eyes that Feng Yi was out of control, and on that day, several major factions besieged the Light Dust Sect, and Feng Yi killed so many people by mistake.

Human nature is never black and white, and he doesn't know what to say about this person.

If Feng Yizhi stood in front of him, he might not be able to kill him without hesitation to take revenge.

So he can understand Cen Duxiao's mood, Cen Duxiao hates Feng Yi to the bone, not only because Feng Yi is a murderer, but also because he used to be very important in her heart, the more important he is, the more he hates, and hates her even more than he hates Feng Yi.

It's hard, it's really hard!

He couldn't think of any other way than to take revenge.

Cen Duxiao can somewhat alleviate her guilt now.

He couldn't bear her to embarrass herself, but there were too many words to comfort her, and they didn't make any use in the current situation.

He thought while eating, biting his chopsticks and losing his mind for a long time, before he said: "Mortals can't go to Buzhou Mountain, according to the book, Buzhou Mountain collapsed thousands of years ago, and since then, the heavenly realm has guarded Buzhou Mountain, not to mention mortals, even immortals may not be able to enter." ”

Lang Yueqing teased: "Yo, second senior brother, when did you love to read?"

Yuankang glanced at him, took a bite of food, and said angrily: "It's not the senior brother who forced it!"

His image of not learning and not knowing how to do it is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, only Cen Duxiao knows the truth, and others don't know, he still has to act.

However, it is always a little weird to play and joke as usual in front of Cen Duxiao, but fortunately, for the sake of Yuen Long over the years, his psychological quality has been extremely strong.

Cen Duxiao took over the conversation: "It doesn't matter, I will definitely be able to go in." ”

She was very confident and confident, which made several people stunned.

She was now able to talk to Wuya often, indicating that the barrier that Feng Yizhi had set up in her body seemed to be broken, but since she made up her mind to kill Feng Yizhi, Wuya's attitude towards her had changed a lot, and the two would sometimes talk a few words.

Wuya told her that she could help her get to Buzhou Mountain.

She was devastatingly convinced that she had a way.

She has the same goal as Wuya, and Wuya may want to wait for her to kill Feng Yihao and take back her power to control her.

She knows the endless purpose, she won't let her get her wish, all she wants is the life of Fengyi and Mo Ran.

Wuya couldn't completely affect her consciousness for the time being, just like the other side of her heart.

Sometimes she couldn't tell if it was Boundless talking to her or her own thoughts.

After dinner, she returned to the house and sat on the bed, pulled out Wangshu, looked at her own reflection on the blade of the sword, as if a cold light flashed, she muttered: "Heavenly Sword, will you become a Heavenly Sword when you give birth to a sword spirit?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Shu trembled, and another face faintly appeared on the blade.

Cen Duxiao didn't notice it, and inserted the sword back into its scabbard.