Yin Changfeng didn't die?

Yin Wushuang unconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand, but pretended not to care, and asked, "How does the elder know that my father is not dead?" ”

"If Yin Changfeng dies, then the entire cultivation realm will collapse and be destroyed with it." Song Lianyi's face was serious, and he slowly told some of the past:

"I used to be your father's fiancée, but he loved your mother, so he came to me and asked me to withdraw from his marriage in public and save my face."

"How can I not fall in love with a gentle, handsome, dashing, accomplished, and attentive man? Therefore, I choose to cooperate and choose to be perfect. ”

"But I don't know, Yin Cheng likes me. One day, he came to me and said that Yin Changfeng was dead, and he helped me avenge his hatred, and he also said that he was already the master of the Taoist sect, and he would be beautiful, and he would carry a sedan chair to marry me. ”

"I can't believe it, but Yin Cheng is extremely impulsive, so I threaten death: If Yin Changfeng dies, I won't live."

"He just said, what he said just now was to lie to my dead heart, Yin Changfeng is not dead, but it is almost like death, if Yin Changfeng dies, the entire cultivation world will be destroyed."

After saying this, he hurriedly cast a spiritual word spell on me. If this is false, he will not use the spirit word spell to prevent me from leaking the secret. ”

These love-hate past events made Yin Wushuang slightly surprised.

I didn't expect that between the previous generation, there were still these things.

"Dare to ask the elders, do you know where my father is now?" Yin Wushuang asked with a twisted eyebrow.

Song Lianyi paused in his tone: "I only know this, and the rest don't know." I'm here to tell you about it. But ......"

She thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, but one person may know." ”

"Who?"

"One of the seven masters of the cultivation realm: Thousand Machines." Song Lianyi's tone was flat: "Qianji, understand a thousand secrets, know the ancient and modern, can peek into the mysteries of the sun, moon and stars, but in the cultivation realm, there is nothing she doesn't know." She is in Lingyun Pavilion, speaking of which, you should be able to ask to see you, after all, you are already an out-of-body monk, and you should have received an invitation from Lingyun Pavilion to enter Lingyun Pavilion. ”

After finishing speaking, Song Lianyi looked out the window, it was already dark, so he saluted and said, "I came here this time, and I happened to pass by, and the sisters are still waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain, so I will part." ”

"Please." Yin Wushuang stepped down from the first seat and sent Song Lianyi out.

After Song Lianyi left, Yin Wushuang stood in place and thought for a long time.

The news that Song Lianyi came over this time is too heavy.

Yin Changfeng didn't die? If he dies, will the Cultivation Realm also be destroyed?

Where the hell is he?

Mother Feng Chengcheng, is she still alive, and if she is alive, where is she?

With these questions, Yin Wushuang hurriedly had dinner and went to the hot springs in the back mountain.

The fog spread around the hot spring, like a fairyland, Yin Wushuang was lying on the stone, still thinking about those questions.

A cold wind blew, Yin Wushuang turned around violently, and crashed into a warm and slightly hard embrace.

Surrounded by a familiar aura, Yin Wushuang raised his head and saw Jun Shangxie's handsome face like a god.

"It's only been five days since I saw you, and you're so enthusiastic that you throw yourself into your arms?" Jun Shang's evil voice was low, with a hint of laughter, and he was naked.

Yin Wushuang in his arms, his hair was wet, and his phoenix eyes were also bright and shiny with mist, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was extremely good-looking.

The cheeks that are slightly red from soaking in the hot springs are not like words.

The king's evil eyes darkened, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth and bit it, and let go after enjoying it.