Huayuan City.

Three days have passed since the big war.

The entire Yu Mansion fell into an atmosphere of sadness.

The city lord almost fell, and the subordinates of Keqing who were brought out were all wiped out.

Such a loss has simply touched the lifeblood of the Yu family for a hundred years.

Fortunately, the demon was eliminated, and the court was also alarmed by the lump, and the reward was quite rich, giving an explanation to the dead monks.

Among them, the sect accounts for the majority.

Although a few Flying Cloud Realm monks were not worth the price at all, Yu Fu still did not bargain at all, and the dead were the greatest.

Yu Wenhai was taken by Ji Yunsheng to heal his injuries, and the Feiyun Realm was consummated, although his qi and blood were damaged, as long as his divine consciousness was still there, he could not be reborn with an elixir and a severed limb.

There are only three people left in the city lord's hall, and Yu Wentao is dealing with affairs outside.

Yu Zixiao picked up a bowl of bitter medicine, blew it gently, and handed it to the pale-faced Yu Wenhai: "Daddy, it's just fried." ”

Yu Wenhai took the medicine bowl, regardless of the heat, and drank it in one gulp.

The medicinal power gradually dissipated, and his pale complexion improved a little.

Coughing twice, Yu Wenhai looked at his haggard daughter and sighed:

"Zixiao, Qingfeng, I'm sorry for you...... Who knew that lump turned into a dragon in advance......"

Yu Zixiao shook his head: "Daddy, I believe he is not dead." ”

Yu Wenhai closed his eyes and couldn't bear to overdo it.

With the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, the bones of the corpses that were bombarded are gone, and Fu Qingfeng will definitely not be able to resist even if he achieves Feiyun.

Touching her daughter's long silky hair, the beautiful woman gently patted her beautiful back:

"Si Ren is gone, he wants to see it, but he wants to laugh at you."

Yu Zixiao squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, anyway, he can't see it now, I'll rest first." ”

Yu Wenhai turned his head away, opened his eyes, and looked at his daughter's back.

The beautiful woman stared at Yu Wenhai fiercely with a pair of bright eyes: "You are also anxious, this time you cut the demons, and you ended up like this, the root cause was damaged, and you still want to divide the river?" ”

Yu Wenhai smiled mysteriously, but a powerful coercion poured out of his decaying body.

The beautiful woman's eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief: "Spirit? Wenhai, you have been blessed by misfortune?! ”

Yu Wenhai smiled and nodded, and his depressed mood finally relaxed:

"When I recuperate for a few years and make up for the losses, I can successfully survive the thunderstorm and achieve the river, and then our rest of the family will recreate the glory of our ancestors in my hands."

The beautiful woman's eyes were full of brilliance, and she leaned on Yu Wenhai's chest: "Wenhai, you said that you would take me to Beijing to enjoy the fireworks event, but you didn't expect it to come true......"

Yu Wenhai smiled: "Wanyun, I am upright, when did I lie?" ”

"So sincere, I'm going to torture you if you have a lover!"

Yu Wenhai puffed up his chest: "Absolutely not!" ”

"Oh? What did you say on the eve of that? ”

Yu Wenhai suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Wanyun, you also know that I am seriously injured......

"Less!"

Yu Wenhai shrank his head: "Otherwise, don't ......"

The beautiful woman pulled Yu Wenhai's ears and pulled him to the back room:

"Such a weak heart, and still say that there is no affair? Go, follow me into the house! ”

"Ouch, I can't do it today......"

A spiritual array unfolded, sealing the entire hall.

The servants outside, you look at me, I look at you, and they all show a smile of understanding.

Yu Zixiao didn't bother to pay attention to these, and slowly walked back to the room.

Lock the door, close the doors and windows, and unfold the spirit array.

Unlike the average woman's boudoir, her room is filled with weapon shelves.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, and a martial arts arena with a few machine people.

A long knife hung at the head of the bed, and it was none other than Arashiri.

Yu Zixiao ripped off Lan Che, and the blade of the mirror reflected the beautiful cheeks.

The long exhaled, and instead of holding the wooden blade, he directly took Arashi and danced towards the machine.

A few people from the agency estimated that the level would be transformed into four or five heavens, and Yu Zixiao would be chopped into a pile of bits and pieces with a few clicks.

Yu Zixiao put the knife into the sheath, lay on the bed, rolled a few times, touched her face, and a line of tears flowed down, soaking the embroidered pillow.

He gritted his silver teeth, buried his little head in the quilt, and cried silently.

"When I succeed, I will punish all the demons!"

"Why is the woman crying? How can the demon provoke you? ”

Yu Zixiao raised her head suddenly, but she didn't see a figure.

When I closed my eyes, I thought I was hallucinating.

Fu Qingfeng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes: "Crying like this, it's not a chivalrous thing." ”

Yu Zixiao opened her eyes in disbelief: "Qingfeng......"

Fu Qingfeng smiled: "Shouldn't you welcome me with a smile when I come back to life?" Why do you cry with a sad face? ”

Yu Zixiao pursed her lips, quickly wiped her eyes, and threw herself into Fu Qingfeng's arms without saying a word.

Fu Qingfeng didn't speak, just hugged her.

After a long time, Yu Zixiao raised her head, and said sadly, "Are you leaving?" ”

"I'm aiming for nine days."

Yu Zixiao stopped talking.

Fu Qingfeng sighed: "Why bother? ”

Yu Zixiao held his cheek, and suddenly turned over and pressed him under him!

Fu Qingfeng didn't struggle, but said helplessly: "This is your answer?" ”

Yu Zixiao said proudly: "Don't look down on people, where is it so important to be innocent among monks!" ”

"Even if it's just a dew love, I want you to remember me!"

"You and I are both first-time, and no one owes anyone!"

Fu Qingfeng did not refuse, unless he was really a eunuch.

Yu Zixiao hugged Fu Qingfeng tightly, and murmured at the corner of her mouth: "Don't forget me......"

"This is a long-term ......"

A faint murmur permeated Wushan.

It's like a dream, floating in the clouds.

......

Yu Zixiao woke up, the person next to the pillow was no longer there, the quilt was well covered, and the clothes were neatly folded.

There is only one plum blossom, telling of a night of madness.

A letter was placed at the head of the bed.

Yu Zixiao opened the envelope and read it slowly:

"Zixiao, tens of thousands of mountains and seas, it's hard to go here."

"May your heart be consistent."

"I'll leave a small gift, which will definitely help you sweep away the troubled times in the West."

"Inaction is on the wrong path, children are stained with towels, confidants are stored in the sea, and the ends of the world are next to each other."

After that, there are the pictures and texts depicted by the divine consciousness.

Yu Zixiao put a letter on her forehead, and there was still residual warmth.

【Tianxing Haoranjian】:

Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars.

Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court.

The practitioner needs to have a clear heart, not for good or evil, but not for selfishness.

Heaven is constant, not for Yao to survive, not for death.

Xi, this method cultivates the spirit of Haoran.......

[True Martial Demon Sutra]:

The forerunner of the Seven Stars of the North, the Palace of the Heart of Desirelessness, even if the practitioner does not practice the way of the sword, he can also practice this method to refine the meaning of the Heavenly Star Killing.

Practitioner, this method is my occasional understanding, I am in charge of the Arctic killing, and the cultivation of my method of demon slashing has its own miraculous effect, whether it is a demon or a traitor, it cannot escape from your hands.

The way of killing, the most important, to learn my method, you must first kill the evil in your own heart, otherwise it will be difficult to hold on to yourself, and you will become a demon yourself.

Demons should not judge lightly, and do not act alone.

Draw the power of the stars according to this method......

Yu Zixiao was deeply shocked, the two methods complement each other, both are top-notch, one cultivates the mind, and the other cultivates the law.

At the end, there is Fu Qingfeng's signature:

"Zixiao, you are naturally chivalrous, determined to punish evil, the True Martial Arts Demon Sutra is the most suitable for you, this kind of tenacious belief is rare, but your temperament is easy to fall into a dead end, Tianxing Haoranjian does not want you to change your character, but to have a mirror heart, the way of good and evil, it is difficult to speak, I hope you can understand."

"Some magic powers, also written in it, with your talent, moving mountains is hopeful, harboring its sins, I suffer deeply, hide the method, good life and practice, don't die halfway, but your father has a divine soul, to the Fenjiang realm, I want to protect you well, but I am too worried."

"If you meet again at that time, your heart will not change, and I will help you unify the western realm!"

Fu Qingfeng stayed.