Fan Cheng, Feng family.

"Hehe, it turned out that Nephew Xian and Niece Sakura were here. There was a hearty laugh outside the hall.

I saw a handsome man in a gorgeous robe walking slowly.

The man is none other than Feng Qingyang, the head of the Feng family.

Normally, Feng Qingyang's age is at least forty and three, but he can't tell from his appearance in any way.

At this time, Feng Qingyang was still a young man's face, and his appearance was even more dignified, and the jade tree was in the wind.

Sure enough, as a shadow artist, he didn't put much effort into his appearance.

"Uncle Feng is good. Mo Ying'er took a step forward and hugged her fists.

Seeing this, Mo Zixiao on the side also hurriedly stepped forward and made a gesture of clenching his fists, but he never spoke.

"Hehe, don't bother. I am like a brother to the Lord of Mo, and his children are naturally also my children. Feng Qingyang waved his hand and laughed.

Although he said so, in fact, Feng Qingyang didn't take Mo Lin too seriously, just because he was the lord of Fancheng, but he was still in Fancheng, maybe he could fight him by himself, but since it was his territory, he naturally couldn't turn his face with him immediately.

So the face of the city lord must still be given.

"Old thing, dare to take advantage of the young city lord?" but Mo Zixiao's face sank, and he scolded secretly in his heart.

Maybe it was because of the concentricity of sister and brother, Mo Ying'er seemed to notice something, and stomped on Mo Zixiao's shoes fiercely.

"Ahh

"Hmm, what's wrong with Nephew Xian?" Feng Qingyang wondered.

"It's okay, Uncle Feng doesn't have to worry, Zi Xiao just accidentally bit his tongue. ”

"Really? After speaking, he kicked Mo Zixiao fiercely.

This made Mo Zixiao look confused, who am I recruiting to provoke whom?

scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist this sister at all, so he could only say yes.

"I see. Feng Qingyang nodded suspiciously, and then suddenly asked, "By the way, how is City Lord Mo lately?"

"The head of the family has been doing well recently, Uncle Xie Feng is worried. Mo Ying'er replied.

"That's fine. Feng Qingyang smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Feng, Sakura and Zi Xiao came to ask for something. Mo Ying'er didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point.

"Oh? Feng Qingyang said with interest.

"That's the case, Zixiao has nothing to do at home all the year round, and a few days ago he suddenly wanted to improve his strength to help his father manage Fancheng. ”

"However, due to Zi Xiao's physique, the exercises taught by my father did not allow him to complete the initial form of spiritual energy, so the two of us came to ask Uncle Feng if there was a way for Zi Xiao to complete the initial form of spiritual energy?"

After listening to Mo Ying'er's words, Feng Qingyang's eyes twitched slightly, looked at Mo Zixiao, who looked indifferent to the side, frowned, and asked, "Since it's a matter of the virtuous nephew, why don't you say it yourself?"

"Me?" Mo Zixiao pointed at himself, as if he was particularly surprised.

I thought to myself: "Please, I'm the young city lord of Fancheng, when have I begged someone, if this matter spreads, where will the face of the young city lord be?"

"Uncle Feng, don't blame, Zixiao is not too good at talking. Mo Ying'er interrupted.

"So, you just want me to help my nephew complete the initial form of spiritual energy?" Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

"Yes, I don't know if Uncle Feng has a way?" asked Mo Ying'er.

"There is a way, but what about this price......" Feng Qingyang said after thinking for a while.

"At what price?" Mo Ying'er said impatiently.

If there is a way, it means that Mo Zixiao can cultivate and become a cultivator, and as an older sister, he will naturally be happy for him.

"Virtuous nephew, are you willing to lose your life in order to become a cultivator?" Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment before suddenly asking.

"What?life?" Mo Zixiao exclaimed.

Normally, for an ordinary person, as long as he becomes a cultivator, then as his strength increases, his lifespan will continue to increase.

Even after reaching the immortal realm, you can live for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

"Yes, I do have an elixir here that can help you step into cultivation, but it is to sacrifice your twenty years of life. ”

"You...... Would you like to?"

Feng Qingyang's words smashed on Mo Ying'er's heart like a boulder, making her delicate body tremble violently.

In other words, after Mo Zixiao became a cultivator, not only would he not increase his lifespan, but he would lose twenty years of life.

Although this will make his younger brother no longer become a well-known waste in Fancheng Baili, it will make him lose his most precious lifespan.

As Mo Zixiao's sister, he naturally didn't want to watch his brother be reduced to waste for the rest of his life, but she was even more unwilling to let his brother lose twenty years of life for this.

Twenty years!

How many twenty years can there be in life?

This method will undoubtedly not work, so Mo Ying'er hurriedly declined: "Thank you Uncle Feng, but ...... Forget it. ”

Just running away is always a waste, but as long as he's alive, it's always good.

Besides, he still has himself, and he will definitely be able to protect him in the future.

On the other hand, let alone Mo Zixiao, let him pay twenty years of life? This is better to let him not go to the Qinglou for the rest of his life.

But Mo Zixiao couldn't see his sister's intentions at all, and just looked at Feng Qingyang with a fierce face.

This old thing, you still want the twenty-year life of this young city lord?

Thinking about this, the son of the lord of the city of Fancheng, even if he has no spiritual ability, no one dares to look down on him, as for the kind of person who is the night star...... It's a big deal to run if you run into it.

Born with the ability to scrap and not be able to take shape, this kind of person is already inferior to ordinary people.

Although ordinary people could not break through to the primordial realm to become cultivators, they had weak spiritual energy.

Although it is very weak, it is true, but Mo Zixiao is different, he is a natural waste, and he has no spiritual energy at all.

This is what he is now, and he can only use his father's name to run rampant in Fancheng.

Mo Lin also didn't care about this matter, after all, his son was born a waste, and he couldn't let him continue to feel inferior like this.

You have to make him understand that sometimes having a good dad is a very good thing.

"Hmm...... I don't have any other way. Feng Qingyang shook his head and said.

"Thank you Uncle Feng today, since that's the case, then we'll leave first. Mo Ying'er clenched her fists and said respectfully.

"Well, go ahead. Go back and say hello to the Lord of Mo City for me. Feng Qingyang nodded.

But he sneered in his heart, his waste son was well known to everyone in the territory of Fancheng Baili, and he really couldn't understand why Mo Lin let him come to him.

He is just a mere shadow pill master, what can he do to make his waste son become a cultivator.

Mo Ying'er and the others were just about to go inside, but a voice came from outside the door: "Report to the family master, the deputy sect master of the carving sect, Jiang Litian, asks to see you!"

"Jiang Litian?" Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned, and then said, "Let him in." ”

"Yes!"

Not long after, Jiang Litian, who was dressed in a purple robe, walked in.

In his hand, he was tied to a bloodied young man, as if he had been captured.

Mo Ying'er was just about to leave, when she saw the bloodstained young man, her pupils shrank instantly, her whole person trembled violently on the spot, and the foot she had just stepped out was instantly retracted.

It's him!

However, he ...... How did he end up here?

Yes, the young man who was tied up and carried by Jiang Litian in his hands and covered in blood was Lu Li!

Jiang Litian suddenly threw Lu Li to the ground, hugged his fists towards Feng Qingyang and said, "Master of the Feng family, I have admired the name for a long time. This is the disciple of the Shadow Sword Pavilion that Jiang captured last night. ”

"Shadow Sword Pavilion disciple, what does it have to do with me?" Feng Qingyang frowned and said suspiciously.

"His name is Lu Li. ”

"What?" Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment and exclaimed.

A few days ago, someone was sent to investigate the person closest to the wind chime, and the result of the investigation was a young man named Lu Li.

And this young man is also the senior brother of the Shadow Sword Pavilion, and for some reason, the wind chime has some special feelings for him.

"Lu Li...... It's true...... Is that you?" Mo Ying'er stood there stupidly, tears flowing in her eyes unconsciously.

It's him, it's really him.

Lu Li, the one who broke through the Pingling Realm in battle, was even once considered to have a talent that surpassed her and became the first day talent in the territory of Fancheng Baili.

She never imagined that the next meeting would be here.

"Okay, your name is Jiang Litian, right? I will definitely reward you heavily!"

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There was something at noon, so I sent it in advance.