Feng Wuji's heart was very anxious. He didn't want his aunt to be wronged in the slightest, and he didn't even want her to hear any foul language! It is a bit unrealistic to want to pass through so many people in front of you and rush to the side of the wind god Zhirou. He looked left and right, pulled Situ Aotian over, and said, "Fatty, help me rush in!"

Although Situ Aotian didn't understand what kind of madness was going on in the wind without a trace. But looking at him, he seems to be really anxious.

"Leave it to me!" Situ Aotian replied. Then take the lead and squeeze inward. Feng Wuxian followed, and with Situ Aotian's help, Feng Wuxian quickly rushed into the center of the crowd. He looked down and saw something familiar, a grim smile on his lips.

In the center of the crowd, Fengshen Zhirou was standing there with her eyebrows furrowed. Opposite her was a crowd of people, the first of whom knew at a glance that he was a scum who was eating and waiting to die.

"This beauty, you see that I have said so much, you have replied to me! Don't worry, after you follow me, I will definitely treat you well. I'll divorce all my eleven concubines and spoil you only. As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the face of the wind god Zhirou.

The wind god Zhirou looked around, looking for someone to help. A beautiful face was full of anxiety.

Just as the man's hand was about to touch the wind god Zhirou's face, suddenly, a brick fell from the sky and smashed on the man's head with unmistakable accuracy. The man howled in pain!

Everyone was taken aback by this scene. Even Zhirou, the wind god, couldn't help but turn her head and look back. I saw a personable young man in a white shirt standing behind the wind god Zhirou.

"No trace!" After the wind god Zhirou saw the visitor, she couldn't help but be happy. The person who came was none other than our protagonist - Feng Wuxi! Standing beside him was Situ Aotian. As for Feng Yu and the others, they don't know where they were squeezed by the crowd yet.

After the onlookers saw Feng Wuxian appear, they couldn't help but start talking: "Look, that girl's lover is here!"

"It's really a talented and beautiful woman!

"It's lively now! However, there are more than a dozen people on the other side!"

For the surrounding discussions, Feng Wuxian still likes to listen to them. Especially what is "talented and beautiful", "natural pair" and the like. And when the wind god Zhirou heard these words, her pretty face was full of crimson!

Feng Wuxian smiled at the wind god Zhirou, then squinted his eyes and walked in front of the man, saying, "What are you?

The man looked at Feng Wuxian and said disdainfully: "Yo! Who are you? How dare you beat me? Let me tell you, my father is Li Gang, the general guarding the gate of the imperial capital Dongcheng! I am his only son -- Li Ci! If you beat me, then wait to be beheaded by the whole door!"

"It's just a janitor's son, I thought he had a lot of ability!" Situ Aotian said disdainfully.

"Don't say that. Aren't they all talking, they're a calf!"

Hearing Wind Without a Trace's words, everyone around them burst out laughing. Even the wind god Zhirou couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly.

"You...... Fuck off, come on, abolish the two of them for me!"

"Damn! you try!" Situ Aotian rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

Feng Wuxian pulled him, and said in his heart: As far as your three-legged cat is concerned, you have to lie down and talk when you meet three. Not to mention the more than a dozen! He cleared his throat and said loudly, "Where are the Feng family guards?"

"Yes!" As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight figures fell from the sky. It is the wind that takes the lead!

Suddenly seeing seven or eight people appear in front of him, Li Ci was really taken aback! He secretly counted the number of people and found that his side was still very dominant. So he shouted, "Beat me!"

Hearing his words, those members of the Li family almost cried out of breath! Don't you see that everyone jumped from above? How can this be beaten? Even the person who took the lead in the group didn't know if he could beat him. Besides, didn't you hear people say that they were guarding the Feng family? There are a few people surnamed Feng in this imperial capital!

"Little Master, what should you do with these people?" Feng Yu asked as he looked at Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "Take the one named Li Ci away for me." Whoever dares to stop it, break it off for me. After saying this, he took the hand of the wind god Zhirou and turned to leave.

Situ Aotian looked at the back of Feng Wuxian leaving, and scolded in a low voice: "This guy who is heavy on color and light on friends!" Then, he turned back to the Li family's family and said loudly: "Don't move! If anyone dares to move again, Lao Tzu will demolish him!"

Fengshen Zhirou was dragged by the wind without a trace to walk on the street, and she couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. But she immediately interrupted the thought. What's wrong with you? This is my nephew!

After the two walked for a while, Fengshen Zhirou asked, "What are you going to do with Li Ci?"

Feng Wuxian smiled slightly and said, "It's a secret!"

The two of them just walked aimlessly down the street. Even so, Feng Wuji's heart was very happy! Before he knew it, night had fallen. After the two returned to Fengfu to eat, they went for a walk in the garden together.

When the moon was in the sky, the silver light shone on the two of them, making them feel as if they were in a dream! Everything that happened during the day has been forgotten by her.

Feng Wuxian looked at the wind god Zhirou among the flowers, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If he can spend his whole life like tonight, then he will die without regrets!

"Traceless, you see the moon is so round tonight!" said to the wind god Zhirou, pointing to the bright moon in the sky, to the wind without a trace.

Feng Wuxian smiled and said, "You wait for me, I'll go find a ladder." Let's go to the top of the gazebo to see. “

"Don't be so troublesome!" the wind god Zhirou smiled softly, and the jade hand gently pulled the wind without a trace. The two of them just floated to the roof of the gazebo. After the two sat down, the wind god Zhirou looked at the moon in the sky and said happily: "Sure enough, it's much more beautiful than looking below!"

"Auntie, can I ask you a question?"

"Say it!" the wind god Zhirou turned her head to look at the wind without a trace.

Feng Wuxian said: "You have such strong strength, why did you not react in the face of Li Ci's unreasonableness today?"

Fengshen Zhirou smiled bitterly and said, "Because I am a saint! As a saint, I can't argue with others, I can't often show my head outside, and I can't talk at will. In short, I don't have the freedom that others have. What others can do, I can't!"

"Then why do you want to be this saint?

Feng Shen Zhirou glanced at Feng Wuxian and said, "Is my aunt the kind of person who is greedy for vanity? Everything I do is for the Feng family!"

"For the Feng family?" Feng Wuxian was slightly stunned.

Fengshen Zhirou sighed and said, "Although our Feng family is now like a fish in water in the Wushuang Country. However, it is difficult to guarantee that the Feng family will stand tall in the future. Therefore, I want to use the status of a saint to strengthen the position of our family. ”

Looking at Feng Shen Zhirou's pretty face, Feng Wuxian couldn't help but feel distressed! I didn't expect her to give up her happiness for the sake of a family! Thinking of this, he said loudly: "The rise and fall of the Feng family is something that a man should bear, and you as a woman shouldn't bear so much! Besides, isn't there still me in the next generation of the Feng family? I ...... it."

He looked at the wind god Zhirou and whispered, "I know, I'm a waste! That's why you're working so hard!"

Fengshen Zhirou smiled and said, "Who said you were a waste, if you hadn't come to save me today, I wouldn't have known what to do!"

"Alright!" Feng Wuxian exhaled and said, "Don't worry!

"Yes, I believe in you!"

"That's right, auntie. I give you a gift. Feng Wuxian suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, what gift?" said Zhirou, the god of wind, with a curious look.

Feng Wuxian spread his right hand, and a mirror appeared in his hand.

"What is this?"

Fengshen Zhirou, who has always used a bronze mirror, looked at the glass mirror in front of her and couldn't help but be curious.

Feng Wuji explained, "This is a beauty mirror! Auntie, try it!"

Fengshen Zhirou took the mirror and looked at it, and said happily: "It's so clear!"

"Of course! My aunt is so beautiful, only this kind of mirror can match my aunt!"

"Just you can talk!" Feng Shen Zhirou tapped Feng Wuji's head with her Qianqian jade finger, and Feng Wuxian almost fell off the roof with happiness!

After separating from the wind god Zhirou, Feng Wuxian returned to his small courtyard. Thinking about what the wind god Zhirou said today, Feng Wuji's expression slowly became solemn. It's because she doesn't have the strength that her aunt will force herself like this. blame herself for her lack of ability, and that princess will try her best to withdraw from the marriage! They all blame themselves for being unproductive, and the future of the Feng family will be in jeopardy! The more Feng Wuxian thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, no, I want to become stronger! Become stronger by any means! Thinking of this, he took out the two elixirs with special shapes from the treasure bag. He looked at the black one and frowned. The color of this elixir is also too bad, maybe it is expired. Thinking of this, he threw it back into the treasure bag.

How did he know that the elixir was the best of all the elixirs! It was called the Ziyang Pill! It was the treasure of the town sect handed down by the old immortal master when he was reborn without a trace! As long as he was a half-immortal who had cultivated to the Dacheng stage, once he took this pill, he would immediately soar to become a Daluo Golden Immortal!

Wind Without a Trace took out the golden elixir. After looking at it for a long time, he hesitated. gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and swallowed the elixir directly.

This elixir is different from the past. After eating those elixirs in the past, they would turn into a gentle energy, and slowly exchange the rate into the windless dantian. It made him feel incredibly comfortable. However, this elixir has broken the previous rules. As soon as Feng Wuxian put it in his mouth, the elixir suddenly turned into a powerful energy and rushed into Feng Wuji's dantian. Wind Without a Trace buzzed as his brain was hit by this powerful energy. Immediately after, a scorching sensation came out of his dantian. The skin of his whole body turned bright red as it burned! and it kept emitting heat! Feng Wuxian gritted his teeth tightly, trying not to make a sound. After a while, the heat slowly wore off. Before Feng Wuji could catch his breath, suddenly an unbearable pain swept through his whole body! And his skin was cracking and peeling off rapidly. Then, a new layer of skin is regenerated. Then it cracks, then falls off again, and a new layer of skin is regenerated. Cycle after cycle, a dozen times. Wind Traceless couldn't stand the pain anymore, and he raised his fist and slammed it into the ground.

With a "click", the marble floor under his feet was immediately knocked and collapsed. And countless cracks spread out around him! At this moment, Feng Wuxian wanted to open his mouth for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

Is he going to die here? I haven't done anything for the Feng family. I haven't even confessed to the woman I like! God, you're so cruel! Grandpa, father, mother, aunt, and fat! Goodbye......