As soon as the words fell, the phantom woman He Nianxin, the lotus step moved lightly, her body was like a ghost, and after a few breaths, she left the Holy Hand Hall, not knowing where to go.

Seeing that He Nianxin had already left. Fan Wuji's whole person was instantly relaxed from the tense posture of facing a great enemy. At this time, Fu Gaoxuan, who was in the distance, was late. He watched the fight between Fan Wuji and He Nianxin from a distance, and was shocked for a while. Fu Gaoxuan's father used to be an acquired cultivator, but his father's strength was less than one-ten-thousandth of the two in front of him.

At this time, Fu Gaoxuan gradually understood that Fan Wuji was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Moreover, his cultivation in the early stage of the day after tomorrow was just a pretense for deception. As for how strong his true strength is, Fu Gaoxuan has no way of knowing. But he understood that Fan Wuji must have reached Fu Gaoxuan's father, who had longed for it all his life, but had not reached the innate realm. In fact, as everyone knows, the combat power of Fan Wuji and He Nianxin has already surpassed the innate realm and reached the level of the spiritual sea above the innate realm.

Fan Wuji gasped for breath and whispered to himself, "I'm afraid this time is probably the most dangerous battle in my life." This time the injury was not light, and it also burned the activity capacity in the cells. Even if I can use the Void Body Refining Divine Technique to induce the power of nature and use the bronze mirror as an aid to repair myself, I'm afraid it will take a year and a half to recover. ”

Fu Gaoxuan looked at Fan Wuji, who was ragged and covered in blood, and there was a little more awe in his eyes. If Fan Wuji was just an acquired cultivator, he could not care. But after he saw Fan Wuji, the great divine power in his gestures, he subconsciously regarded Fan Wuji as a strong man from above.

Then Fu Gaoxuan walked to the bed and saw that Fu Yiyi was asleep. He was puzzled and said, "Wuji." You were fighting with that witch just now, and the sound was so loud that it shook the sky, why didn't Yiyi wake up?"

It's no wonder that Fu Gaoxuan is strange. When the two fought just now, it felt like an earthquake, and even those who were asleep should have woken up a long time ago.

Fan Wuji's eyes froze, looked at Fu Gaoxuan, and said, "Uncle." He Nianxin's mental power just now caused Yiyi to fall into a deep sleep. As long as this residual spiritual power dissipates, Yiyi will naturally wake up. ”

"Spiritual power?" Fu Gaoxuan couldn't help but ask rhetorically when he heard this. He is not a cultivator, so naturally he does not know the existence of spiritual power.

Fan Wuji patiently explained his spiritual power. When Fu Gaoxuan heard this, he nodded as if he didn't understand. And Fan Wuji said loudly: "Uncle." Don't talk about today's events. Let's just take it as if it didn't happen. ”

Fu Gaoxuan glanced at Fan Wuji suspiciously. Although he didn't understand why Fan Wuji wanted to hide this matter. But he now had a kind of awe for Fan Wuji, so he naturally agreed to hide it.

Fan Wuji looked at Fu Yiyi and said to himself: "Although I did save Yiyi. But Yiyi will definitely feel guilty when she knows. I don't want to see her look guilty. After all, as his boyfriend, I should save her. I shouldn't have taken credit for it, and I shouldn't have told her about this bad thing. ”

Next. Three poles on the sun.

At this time, Fan Wuji had already changed his clothes. Fortunately, it was the middle of winter, and the heavy robe covered all the wounds on his body. And Fan Wuji was so seriously injured that his face turned a little pale.

At this time, there was a creak, and the door of a room in the backyard of the Holy Hand Hall was pushed open. A teenage girl stepped out of the door. This girl is Fu Yiyi, she rubbed her eyes, stretched her waist, and looked sleepy-eyed.

Fu Yiyi saw Fan Wuji and immediately approached. When she came closer, she held Fan Wuji and asked, "Wuji." I've slept for so long. You don't know how to call me. Really. ”

"Yiyi, you are so beautiful!" Fan Wuji looked at Fu Yiyi and couldn't help but praise. At the same time, he got close to Fu Yiyi and touched Fu Yiyi's nose affectionately with his hand.

Last night's battle can be described as a narrow escape from death. After the rest of his life, Fan Wuji looked at Fu Yiyi with a happy smile. Every time he is with Fu Yiyi, he wants to freeze time forever at this moment. So that the two can be together forever.

At this time, Fan Wuji once again sealed the body refining cultivation, and at the same time used the "Void Body Refining Divine Technique" to repair the injury, and at the same time restore the active energy in the cells in the body. Originally, his body cultivation was about to be promoted to the realm of the Spirit Sea. But suffering such a drastic change, his promotion to Linghai will be delayed for at least a year and a half.

After that, Fan Wuji used the power of the bronze mirror to seal the breath of Fu Yiyi's innate soul body. In this way, even if He Nianxin was very close to Fu Yiyi, he would not be able to sense Fu Yiyi's location through secret techniques.

In the next 20 days, Fan Wuji and Fu Yiyi, like a pair of fairy couples, traveled throughout Cangjun. They looked all over the famous mountains and rivers of Cangjun and the blessed land of Mizusawa.

Good days are always short-lived and fleeting. This time, it is only three days before the opening of Ichthyosaurus Academy. Fan Wuji and Fu Yiyi rode a BMW horse again and went straight to the Fish Dragon Academy on the outskirts of the Imperial City.

Finally, two days later, Fan Wuji and Fu Yiyi returned to the Fish Dragon Academy. Although it was less than a month after leaving the college. The two of them looked at the familiar buildings and the familiar colleges, and they had a feeling of being separated from each other.

A new semester has begun, and this is the second semester of the first year. At this time, it is finally the time of winter, the most important festival, the Spring Festival. The Spring Festival coincides with the alternation of winter and spring.

At this alternation, the cold winter has not passed, and the new year is coming. Although it is still winter, there are already some signs of spring blooming. It is said that it is spring, but it is still covered by thin ice, and the sky and the earth are still white.

With the Spring Festival approaching, the college held a Spring Festival party. This party was different from the freshman party eight years ago. This time, the organizer is the official of the college. This time the scale is also far better than the last freshman party. After all, the last party was held privately by Zhang Jin, and this time it was organized by the college. Last time, the participants were only freshmen, but this time, not only the students of the four grades, but also the lecturers, professors and other staff members of the college participated. Even Feng Wangu, the dean of Shenlong, who was unable to see the end of the head, showed up and gave a speech in front of all the members of the academy.

The party went well. But Fan Wuji did not participate. Since he came back from Cangjun, he has been going deep into Jianchu. He spent days in retreat in his compound. Others only think of him as a practice maniac. But no one knew that he was healing. After all, if the injury does not heal for a day, he will not be at ease for a day.