Fang Yuan looked around, Chu Pang actually came with someone, he jumped on the rooftop with the vampire Adams, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Chu Pang, I'm fine, I have something to deal with, I'll see you at the door of the branch later."

Fang Yuan sent a voice message to Chu Pang, and then disappeared.

Xiao Qiang was beside Chu Pang again, and she also heard it, and said strangely: "What the hell, didn't he ask you to save people?" ”

Chu Pang was a little puzzled: "I don't know, but I'd better listen to Fang Shao." ”

Xiao Qiang looked at the two pools of blood on the ground, and said to the branch commissioner beside her, "Take a sample of the blood here and bring it back to the guild." Others, clean up. ”

……

Fang Yuan was mainly curious, why the blood of vampire Adams had this effect, he wanted to feel it first, and then interrogate and interrogate.

Fang Yuan followed the beautiful woman in palace costume and walked halfway up the mountain, he carefully observed the surroundings, but the owner of the body still kept walking.

It was as if the soul and the body were not matched enough, Fang Yuan looked around, and he didn't see anything. There is also Taixuanmen, he has not heard of it at all, maybe he can ask Yan Ruoqiu and Wei Benlei if he has the opportunity.

There is also the Ten Thousand Thunder Heaven Mirror, which he has not seen either, but he knows about the beast. But even guilds. He only regarded the Kui Beast as a legendary demon beast, even if many cultivators thought so.

Fang Yuan naturally didn't believe it, he could feel that the aura here was more than a hundred times richer than that of the earth, and his cultivation would definitely be developed. But looking at Feng He's expression, you can know how powerful the Ten Thousand Thunder Sky Guide Mirror is.

Fang Yuan asked the vampire Addams, "Who is your father?" Say it again. ”

Adams didn't dare to open his mouth at all, he originally thought that his father's name could play a role.

But looking at it now, Fang Yuan didn't care at all, and it didn't look like he had just remembered.

Now Fang Yuan's appearance seemed to be threatening, where did Adams dare to say another half-sentence.

In fact, Fang Yuan really just wanted to ask who his father was, but now he looked at Adams and didn't say anything, and punched him in the face.

With blood on his hands, Fang Yuan once again felt that kind of memory, it was very strange.

opened his mouth, chatting with Fang Yuan's body while walking, his voice was very good, giving people a sense of intimacy.

The body where Fang Yuan was located walked a few steps forward quickly, at first he just followed behind him and said, "Elder Hui, the disciple is just ten years old this year. ”

The body Fang Yuan was in was eleven or twelve years old after the seal was lifted, and after being struck by lightning, it seemed to be a little smaller, and it was said that it was ten years old without disobedience.

As the overlord of the blood clan, he has the ability to stay young forever, and his original appearance will always stay at the age of twenty. As long as his body continues to recover, he will return to the way he was twenty years old.

Halfway up the mountain, there are rows of bamboo houses built here relying on bamboo forests. Compared to the house where he lived in a coma before, it was much worse, but it had a different scenery.

Feng He said: "This is Cuizhu Garden, where the new disciples of this sect live, and they were all taken to the bottom of the mountain to practice by the beginner disciples today. ”

The body listened and nodded, looking at the number of bamboo houses, there were about a hundred new disciples.

Feng He took Fang Yuan to a bamboo house, with "One Hundred and One" hanging on the door, which was Fang Yuan's residence from now on.

Looking at "101", Fang Yuan suddenly thought of a lot, the chemical formula 101, cold and stiff in a high temperature state.

Feng He said to him: "Some matters of the Qingyang Sect should have been explained by the introductory disciples, but they are not here today, I have nothing to do, so I will tell you about it." ”

"Thank you, Elder Zhong Yi."

Fang Yuan thought in his heart that this Wind Lotus Elder was very gentle, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness. It was a lot different from what he had seen before.

Fang Yuan didn't know why he was so interested in this kind of thing, he was really curious, if this memory didn't belong here, why could he see and feel it.

Feng He sat down on the bamboo bench in the house, and also let Fang Yuan's body sit down, and said: "The Qingyang Sect has been established for eight hundred years, and it has been five generations since the Qingyang Zhenren passed down to Zhou Yuanpu to take charge of the sect. ”

He listened carefully, hoping to find some clues, but he was a little disdainful in his heart, what about cultivators, four generations of heads died in eight hundred years, and they still didn't live long enough.

If the world is materialistic and life is realistic, then a person is idealistic.

There are too many things in life that you can't ask for, and there are too many things that are difficult to give up. After tasting the ups and downs, in the end, it is actually the reaction of our own hearts.

Some people say that they are doing well, and some people say that they are doing badly. Some people want to beg, some people want to give up. And all this, it is not the materialistic body that makes the decision, but the idealistic soul.

When I was young, there were many happy times, but more often than not, there were pains that I never delved into.

"I don't know the taste of sorrow when I am young", this is true, but it does not mean that there is no taste of sorrow.

There are too many worries that are suppressed in the heart of teenagers, and the most troublesome of them is the quarrel between parents.

Now it seems that they are getting older, and they can get along with each other. But when I was young, when they argued, it was tantamount to feeling that the sky was falling.

That's in my heart, and this home is the whole world. Every time I go home, I slow down before entering the door, praying for the peace of my home. Parents don't quarrel all the time, just occasionally, but this occasional is not what I think I am willing to bear.

Until one day, I felt as if someone lived in my heart. One day, I knew that there was a person living in my heart. One stay is for many years.

Not two minds of the same person, but a completely different person. She was gentle with me in my heart, and I confided in her heart. She's not one person, but she lives in my heart.

If it were now, I must know a perfect way to express it, and that would be "the goddess of the heart".

The young heart only knows that she is a friend, and communicating with her is like the wind blowing through the street.

In a hazy way, this is not any love, it is the expression of all the emotions in the heart. Until one day, when I said goodbye to her, I couldn't even see her clearly.

The whole heart, as if it had been strafed into a sieve by machine guns. The whole heart is like being clenched by a sad hand. I never thought that a person like me would cry in front of others with a quilt over his head in the dormitory.

The devastated execution ground, the ever-present sadness will always dissipate one day. But when you get closer, it's okay to smell heartache.

All at once, I lost two of her. One is far away from me, and the other has nowhere to return. All that's left is the beginning and the end.

In everyone's heart, there is a person who has been treasured and guarded by you, and when that person is combined with reality, you have met your destiny.

But when reality is shattered, just as a person is killed, both body and soul will dissipate.

(End of chapter)