Han Yue's eyebrows sank slightly.

Song Yufeng couldn't help but show a little schadenfreude.

He didn't think that Han Yue, a little rabbit, could make any refreshing discoveries.

And in addition to being surprised, Song Yufeng really couldn't guess anything from Gu Zhihuan's words.

Gu Zhihuan looked at Han Yue patiently.

Han Yue was silent for a moment and then said, "Spiritual luck is like a demon, how long ago was it?" ”

Song Yufeng snorted lightly: "Little junior brother, didn't the senior sister say that the spiritual luck was a hundred years ago-"

Song Yufeng's abrupt end.

He looked at Gu Zhihuan almost in horror, his pupils shrinking.

The Cangming faction, every hundred years, will have demons.

Now, 100 years later......

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyelids calmly, and there was no ripple in his dark black eyes: "Second junior brother, what are you afraid of?" The master only accepted the three of us, what do you think will be the problem between the three of us? ”

Song Yufeng looked at Gu Zhihuan and then at Han Yue, and for a while, his heart was mixed.

"Since he is a demon, his qualifications must be extraordinary." Gu Zhihuan said in a low voice.

Song Yufeng was relieved.

After Lingyun ordered the mountain to be sealed, Chaolu collected the three of them, all of whom were mortals with broken spiritual roots or no spiritual roots.

Even though the Mengxian grass nourished, the three of them stepped into the threshold of cultivation, but looking at the cultivation world, their strength was really lacking.

Even Gu Zhihuan can only comprehend the Hezong Sword Method to the first realm now.

With such strength, even if he is enchanted, I am afraid that he is just a little person who can't make any waves.

Thinking like this, Song Yufeng's heart, which was still hanging, suddenly relaxed.

His waist was no longer straight, his back was no longer stiff, and his face was back with that characteristic smile: "Fortunately, Lingyun thought it through, otherwise the three of us would be miserable." ”

At this point, Song Yufeng caught a glimpse of Han Yue glancing at him mockingly, and was taken aback.

Thinking about it, his gaffe has been completely wiped out by Han Yue.

Song Yufeng always didn't want to lose his senior brother's maturity and stability in front of Han Yue, so he immediately raised his hand and patted Han Yue's shoulder, pretending to be relaxed and teasing: "Is the little junior brother scared?" Don't be afraid, even if you become a demon in the future, Senior Brother will hide you and hide you on Cangming Mountain-hmm-"

Before the words fell, Gu Zhihuan slapped a forbidden talisman on Song Yufeng's mouth, stopping his nonsense.

Han Yue pursed his lips, looking at Song Yufeng's eyes as if he was looking at a fool.

Song Yufeng was so angry that he was afraid that Gu Zhihuan was here, so he could only make another cruel note to Han Yue in his heart.

If Han Yue really falls into the devil in the future, he must lock him up in the back mountain, not to eat, not to drink, until he behaves and respectfully calls himself a senior brother.

If Gu Zhihuan fell into the devil, Song Yufeng rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but wonder, then he would definitely sit in the position of senior brother, and Gu Zhihuan would be a little junior sister for himself.

Song Yufeng thought about it, and the corners of his mouth hooked uncontrollably.

Han Yue silently moved his buttocks, moving farther away from Song Yufeng.

Second Senior Brother...... Sure enough, he was a fool.

After a long time, Song Yufeng remembered the days of Cangming Mountain again, and the deepest memory was this day.

The lazy glow spreads from the distant mountains, like the shadow of a flipped lamp.

Gu Zhihuan was dressed in black and sat on the stone bench, peeling grapes slowly, Han Yue was next to her, with a cold little face, pretending to peek at her seriously.

This is a picture that Song Yufeng often dreamed of later.

After the library pavilion line, something in Cangming Mountain gradually changed.

Every grass and tree I have seen since I was a child seems to have changed.

It's a pity that Song Yufeng is a broad-hearted person, and he left the matter of spiritual luck behind the next day.

Han Yue is a stuffy gourd, so naturally he will not take the initiative to talk about such a thing with others.

The same is true for Gu Zhihuan.

However, Chaolu began to avoid Gu Zhihuan and the others a little.

It wasn't until before setting off for the Great Hanging Realm that Chao Lu appeared in the sight of Gu Zhihuan and the others again.

As soon as Song Yufeng saw Chaolu, he instinctively wanted to pounce on him.

You must know that during this time, he was tossed by Wu Xian and his whole body was about to collapse.

Morning dew was a lifesaver for him.

Gu Zhihuan didn't tell Song Yufeng and Han Yue about the black-clothed man in the Library Pavilion, and the two didn't know that Chaolu didn't play an unaware role in the whole matter.

It's a pity that before he took half a step, he was grabbed by Gu Zhihuan by the back of his clothes and carried back.

"Second junior brother, move the boxes in my yard to the carriage." Gu Zhihuan withdrew his hand casually.

Han Yue and Song Yufeng's cultivation was not enough to support the long journey of Edgeworth's flight, and Chaolu wanted them to travel around the world to hone their minds, so they chose a carriage for this trip.

Song Yufeng said reluctantly: "Why don't you let the third junior brother go?" ”

Gu Zhihuan casually dragged out his voice: "Wu Xian-"

"I love packing my bags the most! I'll go! Song Yufeng was numb and couldn't wait to interrupt Gu Zhihuan.

The corners of Gu Zhihuan's mouth hooked very quickly.

Before leaving, Chaolu told them that this trip would take three months, and Gu Zhihuan didn't have anything to prepare.

The spacious carriage was covered with soft and delicate animal skins, and the top of the carriage was inlaid with a string of valuable night pearls.

I was even more worried about five large boxes full of them.

After Song Yufeng moved the things up, he couldn't help but lift the lid and take a look at the things Gu Zhihuan had brought.

The next moment, he was happy, and said happily to Gu Zhihuan outside the car: "Senior sister, you are so good, you have packed my things." ”

"Your stuff?" Gu Zhihuan paused.

Song Yufeng said with a smile: "Yes, I see that there are my sensitive cloaks, silver silk bracers, and luxury cowhide in the box, thank you, senior sister." ”

Song Yufeng felt ashamed that he had secretly scolded Gu Zhihuan.

When he was packing his things, he didn't expect to help Gu Zhihuan prepare his belongings.

Gu Zhihuan slowly got into the carriage: "Thank you for not needing, but remind you, those things are mine." ”

Song Yufeng was stunned: "Isn't that mine?" ”

"They're in my box." Gu Zhihuan took out a few talismans from his arms, and elegantly pasted them on each box.

Song Yufeng's eyes turned red when he saw it.

His cultivation is not as good as Gu Zhihuan, and at this time, the "sealed" character posted by Gu Zhihuan cannot be revealed by Song Yufeng.

"Master......" Song Yufeng turned his head to ask for help.

He didn't want to stay with Gu Zhihuan for a few more moments.

Chao Lu came over when he heard the voice: "Good boy, what's the matter?" ”

"I feel like I still need to hone my swordsmanship, and I don't want to ride in a carriage. Can I join you with Edgeworth? Song Yufeng learned from Gu Zhihuan's usual human-like tone and spoke.

Chaolu was a little stunned: "You will be tired." ”

"I'm not afraid! Cultivators, how can they not have some perseverance! Song Yufeng was righteous.

"Okay, you can join me and Wu Xian Zhenren." Chaolu said.

Song Yufeng almost jumped up: "Why does Wu Xian want to be together?" ”

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