Xue Jue fell from the sky and slowly appeared. The people around exclaimed in surprise, and they didn't know whether this sudden appearance was a fairy or a monster.

He stopped in front of Shen Zhifeng and stared at her with extremely incomprehensible eyes.

Shen Zhifeng was furious with this kind of look, as if he had been caught red-handed by stealing the emperor's horse. She became weak and stammered, "What, you, what are you doing here?"

"That's what I want to ask. Xue Yao's voice was extremely cold and disgusted.

Shen Zhifeng was deeply stung by this expression, pursed his mouth and clenched his fists and said, "It's nothing, I just haven't come to perform for a long time, so I want to recall." ”

"Is it really just to recall?" Xue Jue saw through everything and coldly revealed, "Isn't it that you want to use this method of deceiving mortals to gain merit?"

Shen Zhifeng didn't know how to answer, after all, what he did was very disgraceful.

The people around vaguely heard the discussion of what merits, and some people speculated whether the Taoist priest had done something wrong and should be punished by the master.

Xue Jue's face was indifferent, and he suddenly pulled Shen Zhifeng in front of him, and said to everyone: "When you see this face, can't you remember anything?"

Everyone looked at Shen Zhifeng suspiciously, and suddenly came to their senses. Shen Zhifeng's face is almost exactly the same as the statue of Peng Yuguan!

Shen Zhifeng hurriedly covered his face with his sleeve, feeling ashamed.

"So, you're an immortal and you're still coming to cheat us out of money, right?"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and then everyone followed suit.

It felt uncomfortable to be blamed in it, and at the beginning, Peng Yu was powerless to defend himself, and locked himself in the room for a long time, and he would tremble when he heard the voice.

Shen Zhifeng trembled and buried his face in his sleeve, not daring to look at the eyes of those mortals. It just so happened that Xue Jue didn't want him to hide, so he directly ripped off her sleeve.

Her stunned face was exposed to all mortals!

Shen Zhifeng looked at Xue Jue in disbelief, always feeling that he was so far away from him at this moment. Whatever the reason, the gentle and considerate Xue Jue has disappeared, and has been replaced by Emperor Suyu, who will only embarrass himself.

Many mortals cursed liars and left from here. Some even threw rotten eggs and were bounced out by the vajra cover on her body.

How ironic that in order not to be looked down upon by him, he thought of a way to accumulate merit, and actually ended up becoming an even bigger laughing stock.

Shen Zhifeng shook off Xue Yu's hand as if he was stimulated, and said in a trembling voice: "Why are you doing this, is it because I occupy Peng Yu's body?"

"I'm just correcting your mistakes. It is a mistake for an immortal to use his own spells to deceive mortals, if you are seen by the people of Heavenly Court, you are afraid that you will be thrown into the Mortal Pavilion!" Xue Jue said angrily.

With his good intentions, he was misinterpreted by Shen Zhifeng like this, and he also felt very aggrieved.

Shen Zhifeng sneered, what he said was so good, but he did something that made him embarrassed!

The look on her face seemed to be loveless, and she said word by word: "I'd rather be thrown into the Depreciation Pavilion than be bullied like this!"

Xue Jue was stunned, and then said with a gloomy face: "You mean, what I just did was to bully you?"

"Otherwise?" Shen Zhifeng felt that his emotions were on the verge of collapse, "Xue Jue, he won't do this, after all, you are not him!"

Xue Jue trembled when he heard this, and his eyes were cold as if he could freeze all around.

Shen Zhifeng's tears were about to flow, and he forcibly lowered his head to avoid his eyes. She felt very embarrassed, so she could only squat on the ground and cover up the embarrassment by picking up copper plates.

Even if she didn't do it right, she couldn't stand embarrassing herself in public.

Xue Jue kicked away the copper plate in her hand, suddenly pulled her up from the ground, gritted her teeth, and said, "Don't pick it up! Do you want the face of an immortal?! You are a god now, don't do those things like mortals!"

Shen Zhifeng pushed Xue Jue hard, and tears flowed directly from his eyes. She wiped the tears from her face and said angrily: "Even so, it's better than when you criticize by name during the merit evaluation!"

Xue Jue didn't seem to understand Shen Zhifeng anymore, she had the same aura as Peng Yu, but many of her ideas were more naïve than Peng Yu. He saw Shen Zhifeng squatting down again to pick up the copper plate on the ground, and his heart hurt fiercely.

He said he liked her before he really knew her, and it was cruel.

Xue Jue squatted down, stared at Shen Zhifeng with fierce eyes, and said, "When did you become Peng Yu?"

Shen Zhifeng didn't answer him, and tears fell on the back of his hand one by one. The copper plate in front of her was blurred, and she trembled in distress. She also wanted to ask Peng Yu if the original Emperor Su Yu was also so cruel that it would arouse her killing intent.

She still couldn't understand why she could say she liked it so calmly when she was killed by Peng Yu.

Everything was in doubt, but she didn't want to pursue it.

Xue Jue calmed down and felt as if she had gone too far, and because she was embarrassed to apologize, she could only pick up the copper plate that she had just kicked away, gently put it on the gong in her hand, and sighed: "You and Peng Yu are both similar and a little different, I don't know how to face you now." I'm just curious, what period of Peng Yu are you, and why are you so reckless?"

"I'm three hundred years away from her. Shen Zhifeng raised his head with a hint of hatred in his eyes. She hated herself for being three hundred years earlier than Peng Yu, and even more hated Xue Jue for being one hundred years later than Emperor Zhuyu.

The miss of time is often more helpless than any misunderstanding in the relationship.

Xue Jue didn't speak again, picking up the copper plates one by one and putting them into her gong. The two of them were silent, neither of them wanting to say anything more.

After picking up the copper plate, Xue Jue finally spoke again: "Zhifeng, you may have misunderstood me." I will not ridicule you for being named and criticized, I will only look down on you for your unfair victory. ”

Shen Zhifeng hugged the gong and lowered his head slightly. She felt terrible, and she sat back and enjoyed everything she had struggled with. On the surface, wiping her ass for what she did in the past is actually ruining everything she had in the past.

It turns out that so much has happened in 300 years, so much so that I have changed from one person to another.

Xue Jue slowly turned around and walked into the Pengyu Temple.

Shen Zhifeng was curious, and walked in with a gong.

At this moment, Xue Jue put a few pillars of incense on the statue of Pengyu, prayed and threw in 500,000 merits. She grabbed Xue Yao's hand in shock, narrowed her eyes and asked, "What do you mean, do you sympathize with me?"

Xue Jue turned around, looked at her and then looked up at the statue of compassion, and said lightly: "This is what I promised you, and I will always be your believer." In the past few years, thank you for letting me see the light, and also making me regain my heart from a person with a dead heart. 500,000 merits, you can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled, I think it's worth it. ”

Shen Zhifeng bit his lip and endured it for a long time, but finally burst into tears.

：。 ：