"Really?"

Huijue didn't look back, just said this.

His words fell, Fu Qingxiao didn't say more, just walked over slowly.

She walked all the way behind Hui Jue, and finally bent down slightly and hugged Hui Jue in her arms.

"You're ......!!"

Feeling Fu Qingxiao's movements, Huijue was stunned.

For a moment, he even forgot about the struggle.

The familiar fragrance on Fu Qingxiao's body kept burrowing into his nose.

Her soft, slender hands hugged Huijue's head tightly.

But soon, after recovering from the initial shock, Huijue wanted to break free from Fu Qingxiao's embrace, but Fu Qingxiao not only did not let go, but hugged him more and more tightly.

"Don't move. ”

"Let me hug you. ”

Fu Qingxiao said this, and there were tears in her words.

She seemed to be crying.

Fu Qingxiao cried......

Why is she crying?

Huijue didn't know.

But he didn't struggle anymore.

He could feel that tears slipped from Fu Qingxiao's eyes and dripped down his neck.

I don't know that after hugging for a long time, Fu Qingxiao let go of Huijue.

Hui Jue turned around and looked at Fu Qingxiao, who was just looking at him with moist eyes, with a smile on her face.

She stretched out her hand, and from her hand, two crystalline lights rose.

These two points of crystal light rose and landed on Huijue's hands, but they were not just two teardrops.

"What is this?"

Hui Jue couldn't help frowning.

He really didn't understand what Fu Qingxiao meant.

"There are seven tears left, go find them yourself. ”

"I'm going back to Leizhou. ”

Fu Qingxiao said calmly.

"Back to Leizhou ......"

"Why?"

Hui Jue asked.

Yes, Fu Qingxiao suddenly wanted to leave, and Huijue naturally had some doubts in his heart.

Her approach is so abnormal.

"Maybe it's because I'm too headstrong. ”

"Suddenly, I wanted to see my mother. ”

Fu Qingxiao said,

"So ......"

Her long eyelashes were stained with fine teardrops, and she looked very poignant.

Regarding Fu Qingxiao's answer, Huijue finally just nodded.

He looked at Fu Qingxiao, and there was always a very inexplicable feeling in his heart.

However, he has no way and no right to stop Fu Qingxiao's decision.

"Goodbye, then...... No, I hope you can find Nine Tears without a hitch. ”

Fu Qingxiao said.

Then she really turned around and turned into a flash of light and left.

Watching Fu Qingxiao's retreat disappear into the sky, for a long time, Huijue lowered his head slightly, and silently recited a Buddha name,

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

When the sound of the Buddha's horn fell, he sighed, but he also turned around and walked forward.

......

The light fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into Fu Qingxiao's figure.

It's just that at this time, there is no longer the slightest smile on her face, and there is only solemnity and coldness.

Her eyes were leveled ahead.

At the end of the field, she could see the figure of a middle-aged Confucian standing there.

He stood with his eyes closed and his hands folded.

The appearance and temperament are elegant and gentle.

Wearing a very simple cyan Confucian costume, it seems to give people a very approachable feeling.

From his body, there was no breathtaking righteousness, and there was no terrible ferocious aura and murderous intent emanating.

But he was just standing there, and it was as if he was taking over the whole world.

In front of Fu Qingxiao, all the ways were blocked.

His expression was flat.

Or rather, a kind of detachment.

Transcendent from all things, only one's own body.

From a long distance, Fu Qingxiao looked at him without saying a word.

It's just that from her body, it exudes an unprecedented fierce aura.

The two men seemed to be far away from each other.

With the confrontation between the two, an indescribable terrifying and solemn aura spread across the earth.

Even above the sky, the original clouds suddenly dispersed, and the wind and clouds changed for a while, giving people an extremely strange and abrupt feeling.

"When you see me, don't you know how to call Daddy?"

Finally, the middle-aged Confucian spoke.

His lips moved slightly, obviously it was just a very slight sound, but it seemed to ignore the distance, and it clearly entered Fu Qingxiao's ears.

In the face of his words, Fu Qingxiao just showed a sneer on his face,

"Daddy?"

"Qingyang Daoist, why do you have to pretend to be garlic. ”

"Who you are, you and I, don't already know it. ”

Qingyang Dao people!

Yes, at this moment, what is blocking Fu Qingxiao's way is the Qingyang Daoist who casts the Dao Heart Demon Seed and occupies Fu Xingyun's consciousness and personality.

However, Fu Qingxiao's words fell, and the middle-aged Confucian shook his head slightly,

"Nope. ”

"Qingyang Dao people occupy my consciousness, my personality?"

"These are all old ghosts Xu, they said. ”

"It's ridiculous, they don't understand the true mystery of the Dao Heart Demon Seed Secret Technique at all. ”

"I'm not from Qingyang Dao. ”

"The secret technique of the Dao Heart Demon Seed is not an evil art of seizure, but a method of sacrificing oneself and achieving others. ”

"Qingyang's ideal is to practice the Nine Turns Golden Pill, and he knows that with his own efforts alone, it is impossible to succeed in his life. ”

So he sacrificed himself and gave me his experience, his memory, and his ideals without reservation, and I inherited his ideals and fulfilled his wishes. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged Confucian sighed slightly.

"You won't believe that, will you. ”

"But it doesn't matter. ”

"Daddy still gives you a chance. ”

"Come back to Daddy, Kiyoshino. ”

Facing the words of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Fu Qingxiao just sneered,

"Back to you?"

"Deal with the master and them for you, help you practice the Nine Turns Golden Pill and make you an immortal?"

"Are you dreaming?"

"Wake up, it's daylight. ”

Fu Qingxiao's answer, the middle-aged Confucian didn't seem surprised, he just sighed again,

"Since you're so obsessed with it, there's nothing you can do. ”

"For the father, he only killed his relatives with righteousness and killed you, an unfilial daughter. ”

The middle-aged Confucian said with a sigh.

His voice was very calm, as if he was just discussing with Fu Qingxiao the topic of what dinner we would have at home tonight.

"My father wanted to spare your life. ”

"But you help Old Ghost Xu deal with me. ”

"Although, your obstruction can be regarded as one of the calamities of my alchemy, but if things are according to Old Ghost Xu's wishes, it is not what I want to see. ”

"So, I can only kill you and change your plan a little......"

Before the middle-aged Confucian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Fu Qingxiao's sudden laughter.

She sneered.

It's just that the laughter is full of fierce killing intent.

"Qingyang Daoist?"

"Fu Xingyun?"

"Does it make a difference to me?"

"Actually, Qingyang Daoist, I should thank you. ”