Di Feiyuan remembered that after glancing at each other from here, Cong Yi often appeared in front of him within a few days.

Sure enough.

The first time Cong Yi came to find the young emperor Fei Yuan was at night.

Brahma Chen sleeps for a period of time every night, and when Brahma Chen sleeps, he sleeps very deeply, and Di Feiyuan meditates when he is cultivating.

So it's rested.

And he likes to practice at night, and the night is quiet, which is especially suitable for cultivation.

"Master, master, Xiao Cong is here."

Di Feiyuan looked at the source of the sound, passed through the door, and saw Cong Yi probe appear in the field of vision, as if he did not feel the danger.

He walked in very boldly.

When he found Fanchen sleeping, he walked even more lightly, and quietly opened a little bit in the small window next to him.

The young Emperor Feiyuan had already heard the movement, but he remained silent.

Let's see what kind of person would be so bold as to enter his territory in the middle of the night.

I thought it was some kind of treacherous person, but after Cong climbed in through the window, he boldly walked in front of him.

The hand beckoned in front of him.

"Emperor... Isn't it? ”

Cong Yi looked at him tentatively for a few seconds, and then spoke to himself, "My name is Cong Yi, and what happened that day... Thank you. ”

The young Emperor Feiyuan didn't react.

But he knew it in his heart, when he first heard Cong Yi's words.

After searching in my mind for a long time, I realized what Cong Yi was talking about.

"Why are you always cultivating, and you haven't had any contact with the people of the sect, I thought you were a character in a hypothesis, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

Truly.

His popularity is not good.

To be precise, he has no popularity.

When I was a child, I only had golden immortals and endless cultivation in my memory.

and this Cong Yi, who often runs past to talk to himself, Fanchen knows his temperament better, and he won't talk much.

The little black dragon was lying on his stomach in Di Feiyuan's arms, looking at the young Di Feiyuan, and then looked at him, and said faintly: "Master, no wonder you are always so lonely." ”

"It turns out that when I was a child, I didn't have a childhood at all."

Without childhood, where can I feel the warmth of the world?

Where can I feel that there are so many fun, beautiful and interesting things in the world?

is also a cultivator, how could he not know that the young Emperor Feiyuan knew that he was talking.

I just don't want to deal with him.

Cong Yi understood very well in his heart, but he didn't leave.

Instead, he sat next to Di Feiyuan, occasionally said a few words, and left when it was almost dawn.

When Cong Yi left, Fanchen was still sleeping soundly.

After Cong Yi left, the young Emperor Feiyuan opened his eyes, and there was a trace of confusion in his ink painting eyes.

I am very puzzled by Cong Yi's behavior.

He obviously didn't do anything, why did he run over and talk so much to himself?

Is he idle and has nothing to do?

But this question didn't take up too much of his time, and he closed his eyes and cultivated again.

"Tsk, master, why are you so unkind."

It's no wonder there are no friends!

Such a person deserves to have no friends around him, but the young Emperor Feiyuan is very adaptable, and at that time, he only focused on cultivation.

For other things, he didn't take it to heart at all, and he couldn't put it in his heart.

For him, only cultivating to become an immortal is the most important thing.