A young man in a white shirt suddenly appeared in front of Feng Yu's eyes, a smile on his handsome face, looking at her silently, like a warm breeze, blowing in her heart. For him as if he had never seen him in a thousand lifetimes, when they met again, the joy was indescribable, or even for her.

He stood quietly in the void for a long time, taking advantage of the white and soft moonlight behind him, and looked tall. Feng Yu has a feeling of suffocation, that kind of coercion, not the feeling that a strong person brings to a weak person, but a strong impact that is difficult to understand, a little tangled, and it makes people happy.

"Is that you? How are you..." Fengyu was horrified.

The sudden appearance of the young man couldn't help but make Feng Yu very stunned, it was hard to imagine that he was still so decisive about his words just now, and he regretted it greatly, hurting the person who had saved him after all, who made him helpless to be a demon cultivator! Maybe today is the last time I will meet the boy.

But who would have thought that when she was greatly lost, the person who made her feel guilty and a little difficult to understand her feelings would suddenly appear in front of her, and it seemed so close. Feng Yu's face changed several times, and he looked uncertain, and he was at a loss for a while.

"What, isn't it a surprise? A stupid woman! I didn't expect me to come; Or is it because I'm here and I'm too happy? The boy casually entered the house under the gaze of Feng Yumuna.

"You, you... How do you know I'm here? Feng Yu stammered and asked.

"If you want to know, you naturally know pull! I am afraid that you will feel guilty because you feel that you have failed me, and I have come to comfort you, because I will not take your words to heart. The boy said.

"Failing you? Where have I been? As for self-blame, there is no way to talk about pulling! I never knew what self-blame was! Feng Yu took out the customary, unrecognizable sublime quality, and fought to the death with the young man in front of him in words.

"You have a hard mouth! It's okay, I won't care! Sooner or later, you will willingly surrender to me. The young man's proud face was full of joy.

Looking at the woman in front of him, who has haunted him countless times, this is the first time to stand with her in a way that reveals each other, as if in a dream. All kinds of tastes, mixed tastes, is this the kind of encounter he is looking forward to? Is this woman in front of him the right person who is somewhere, waiting for him to find?

For so many years, despite his identity as the young master of the Demon Realm, no matter what kind of woman he wanted to have, gentle, beautiful, graceful... It was not a difficult thing, but he never had any sense of belonging in his heart, and in his opinion, those vulgar powders were just a furnace for harvesting.

But when he was in the back mountain of King Jing's Mansion that year, he accidentally discovered that he was just an ordinary-looking Fengyu with endless happiness, the little girl who was so humble that she would not be noticed at all when she walked into the crowd. Just think of an uncarved piece of jade, natural, fresh, yet full of spirituality and intriguing.

Probably mixed in the colorful butterflies, accustomed to seeing graceful and beautiful women, those servile faces, in order to please themselves and pretentious faces. Feng Yu's appearance, like a refreshing wind, slowly blew through his entire deep heart, chilling his manic and tyrannical heart due to his cultivation of demonic skills.

So he began to pay attention to this young girl, who was dwarfed by the nuns. During that period of time, in addition to searching for the whereabouts of the materials he was looking for, most of the time was in Fengyu's house, where you could observe the scene inside, looking at the little girl who was in distress but could bravely face herself again and again with the spirit of optimism.

He watched her draw all kinds of sumptuous dishes on the shabby paper because she couldn't eat, and then she fell asleep with her empty stomach rubbing her empty stomach as if she was full; watched her burn a small flame and secretly study a worn-out book of cultivating immortals; Watching her comfort herself in her own house after being treated unfairly by other maids again and again, everything will be fine...

Everything made him feel distressed, mortals could have such a poor and lovely girl, so pitiful that it was heart-wrenching, so cute that it was difficult to let go when they saw it... Once when Fengyu was bullied by others, he almost showed up on impulse and took her away and took her to a place where he was sheltered, so that she could live like a fairy.

But after he calmed down, he had to reluctantly dispel this thought. For him, the life of a mortal is too short, watching his beloved slowly grow old, sick, and die in front of him... So how can he be embarrassed? Moreover, the physique of cultivators is very different from that of mortals, they are destined to not be able to be together, and in the end they will only hurt themselves.

He had to hide himself, so that Fengyu didn't know that he existed, and still be her happy ordinary girl, which was the only thing he could do for her. He couldn't forget the gloom in his heart when he was about to leave her, and the deep affection he had for her, and he could only wish her all the best in the future!

When he finished saying goodbye to her, but when he was fighting with others for the ownership of the material, he met Fengyu who saw his deeds again, and when he looked back and saw her clear eyes, he really had an impulse to fly to her and be with her forever...

But in the end, he still ran away far away, and he didn't have the courage to face his heart. Because he is different from a person who is alone, can do whatever he wants, and can choose the life he wants, he has too many responsibilities, and he can't be so selfish, for the sake of a girl, and give up the expectations of others for himself.

The infinite memories were suddenly interrupted, and Qingtian returned to reality again, he smiled and thought about the situation, which was very different from the past, she had become a member of the cultivators just like himself, as long as she allowed it, he could take her anywhere, accompany her to happiness and hatred, share her sorrows, share her joy...

"Are you stimulated, stupid or something? How do I keep seeing you smiling? Ben Xiaoxian spits on you, is it so gratifying to you? Feng Yu was a little dignified, and he didn't understand why this young man responded to his treatment of him so unexpectedly.

"Growing so big, no one has ever offended me so much, you are really the first person in ancient and modern times! No, it should be the first cultivation in ancient and modern times. If it were someone else, maybe I would have already been pulled by my soul refinement! But because it's you, I'm going to fix you in a more heinous and horrific way. The boy said.

"You scared me, I know that you are much stronger than me, if you want to kill me, then I will survive, but I am not afraid of you, let alone death, anyway, my life is saved by you, a person who is not even afraid of death, what can you do to me!" Feng Yu's righteous and stern words.

"My method is not to let you die, but it is more painful for you than death. Then let you fall in love with me deeply, and then I will ruthlessly abandon you, so that your life is worse than death, don't you say it's terrifying? The young man said with a smug expression.

He found that he liked to quarrel with this girl very much, maybe this is what love feels like! Being with the people you love deeply, every moment, every moment, is so full of anticipation. Whether it is suffering or illness, it is always happy, a happy place away from all worries.

He thought that Feng Yu would provoke him, and immediately made a powerful response, and he had already prepared thousands of words to fight back, but when he saw her shyness, he looked at himself with wide eyes, and blushed like a ripe honey peach, and he was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak, scared? The boy's tone slowed, and his voice became softer.

"I'm afraid, I'm so scared! is worthy of being a demon cultivator, and his thoughts are so ugly. But since you have informed me of your sinister intentions, are you not afraid that I will not be deceived? Isn't your wishful thinking in vain? Feng Yu hurriedly put away the confused look he had just shown because he was too shocked and said.

"It doesn't matter, I have time to wait for you to fall in love with me, the emotion is coming, it is difficult for you and me to control, and if I am a young talent, how many women can resist?" Optimus Dao.

"Then I think you're going to be disappointed, it's impossible for me to fall in love with an arrogant person, not to mention that I'm the one who hates demon cultivation the most, you know this." Feng Yu said.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you and I like each other, I don't believe that there are any difficulties that can't be overcome, I want to see who can stop me!" Qingtian said proudly.

He wasn't talking big at all, he was the first of the six major cultivation sects in the Demon Realm Realm, as the future Demon Lord, whether it was realm cultivation or the exercises he cultivated, at his age, it was simply unattainable!

"You and I are like ice and fire, we can only stay away, it is impossible to intersect, otherwise we will only lose both, I am an immortal, you are a demon, and you can only be opposed!" Feng Yu spoke eloquently, her voice was three points lower, and she was inevitably a little lonely in her heart.

"You can't see your heart clearly, that feeling for me has been deeply suppressed by you, just because I'm a demon cultivator, whether it's good, good or bad, you won't accept it, but I believe that you also have feelings for me. Don't you think that's the most cowardly and stupid of all kinds? The young man's handsome face showed a hint of redness due to some emotion.

"I don't care about me! How do you know what I'm thinking? How much do you know about me? Fengyu asked.

"I don't know you, but is there anyone who knows you better than I do? You are deceiving yourself, always pretending to be yourself, have you listened to the voice of your heart? "Optimus Dao.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore, you can go!" Feng Yu said.

"My name is Qingtian, by the way, it's better to close the window when you sleep, so as not to catch a cold." After finishing speaking, he left Fengyu's room, leaving her alone, quietly in a daze.