When it comes, it is mighty, and when it goes, it is silent.

Looking at the dejected Yanbei Wang Jun in the distance, a trace of unbearability flashed in Feng Qi's eyes.

Yun Changqing can't relay the real reason, so there can only be one explanation.

The son of Yanbei abandoned Yanbei.

"If you can't bear it, why can't you see each other openly." Zhou Zihan said softly: "You haven't been sorry for them, so there's no need to be sneaky." ”

It's really not open enough.

Feng Qi sighed, "Do you know what homesickness is? ”

Zhou Zihan suddenly thought of the place full of white clouds, but he didn't have similar emotions because of this.

Feng Qi sneered: "It is worthy of the innate formless sword body, it is really as cold as a sword." ”

Zhou Zihan frowned and glanced at Feng Qi, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The wind is full of words.

Zhou Zihan was very satisfied with Feng Qi's reaction and said, "It's time to go down the mountain." ”

Because of the matter of sword intent quenching, they have been delayed for a while.

Feng Qi asked, "What should I do if I worship the sword?" ”

Zhou Zihan looked at the wind with disgust, "Is there any need to worship the sword at the current Moon Peak?" ”

Feng Qi said: "But the Moon Peak Sword said that he would wait for us at noon tomorrow." ”

Zhou Zihan thought for a while and said, "I asked you out first." ”

First come, first served, very simple.

Feng Qi nodded, "That makes sense. ”

Zhou Zihan turned his head and left.

Feng Qi smiled, glanced at the direction in which Yanbei Wang Jun left, and turned to leave.

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......

"Yanbei is gone?"

"Yes."

"How's the sword?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

"Alright, stand down."

“......”

"Wait."

"What else does Senior Brother command?"

"To the butcher they said, these Yanbei people...... Don't let them all go back. ”

"Senior brother...... They are just ordinary people. ”

"If they can break the sword and Dao heart, then they are not ordinary people."

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Qinchuan is located in the bitter cold, with heavy wind and snow, and ordinary means of transportation cannot pass here at all.

Zhou Zihan borrowed a snow eagle from the outer mountains, rode it one after the other, and flew into the sky after a while.

Xu was because of the matter of Yanbei, and he didn't talk much along the way.

Zhou Zihan looked at the scenery that kept passing backwards on both sides, thought about it and asked, "Feeling bad?" ”

Feng Qi smiled, "Do you really care?" ”

Except for Li Jinxing's divination, Feng Qi and Zhou Zihan did not have any emotional foundation, and the only communication was against the sword.

Most of the types are friendships.

As for love, that's something that needs to be talked about.

Just like him and Dugu Ling'er.

Zhou Zihan said: "No, it's just that your face is not very good, and you don't talk as much as usual, which makes me feel a little strange." ”

Feng Qi wondered: "Don't you hate my words a lot?" ”

Zhou Zihan was silent for a while, and said, "I really hate your flamboyant tongue. ”

Feng Qi corrected: "It's right to be sharp-toothed." ”

Zhou Zihan didn't bother to argue with him about the difference between these two idioms, and instead asked, "Why did you come to Xueyun?" ”

Feng Qi stretched out his hand, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing through his palm, "Because I want to come." ”

Zhou Zihan said: "I just asked why you want to come." ”

The wind gave her a blank look, but she couldn't see it.

"If a kendo genius like me can't shine in the Snow Cloud Sect and eventually become a generation of sword immortals, it will be a pity that my talent is a pity."

This is one reason, but not all of them.

However, as Feng Qi just said, Zhou Zihan didn't care about this.

After being silent for a while, Zhou Zihan suddenly said, "I think you are a bit like a person." ”

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, "Old Emperor? I heard that he was a genius like me when he was young! ”

Zhou Zihan didn't know what to say.

Feng Qi put away his joking thoughts, "You say." ”

"You are very similar to Mr." Zhou Zihan said softly: "Whether it's talking or doing. ”

Feng Qi smiled bitterly: "I don't know if you are praising me or ruining me." ”

Zhou Zihan snorted, thinking that if he could connect with this kind of character, even if it was just a finger similar, shouldn't it be something to be proud of?

Feng Qi said seriously: "Although I don't deny that person is indeed wise, but after all, he is a treacherous person, he walks the way of treachery, and he practices treacherous arts, although I am flying and domineering, I am also fair and frank, comparing me with him, if it weren't for the fact that I know that you have an indifferent temperament, I probably think you are humiliating me." ”

Zhou Zihan didn't answer this sentence.

When the wind rose, I remembered the prince of heaven and earth.

"Of course, among the ten thousand ways in the world, none of them are absolutely wrong, and it ultimately depends on people." Feng Qi said: "Judging from Li Jinxing's life, at least in the early days, he was still worried about the country and the people. ”

Zhou Zihan still didn't answer.

The wind was a little helpless, so he closed his mouth knowingly, closed his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"If you love to be angry, you will be born, I will rest for a while, and remember to call me when I get out of Qinchuan."

Without saying a word all the way, two days later, they arrived in Bianzhou.

Dengxian Tower is the best inn in Bianzhou.

After having lunch at Dengxian Tower, all of Zhou Zihan's dissatisfaction with Feng Qi disappeared.

Taking him by your side is really an extremely wise decision, at least don't worry about food and accommodation.

Walking into the room, Zhou Zihan showed a rare look of satisfaction.

The room was spotless and the windows were bright and clean. The most important thing is that the sound insulation effect is excellent, and the heat of the outside world cannot affect the quiet and elegant silence inside, which means that she can calm down and practice her sword.

Feng Qi left the inn after eating, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhou Zihan was not worried about the wind, she sat cross-legged on the bed, her body surface was glowing with brilliance, and her vitality lit up the acupoints in turn along the meridians, and finally stopped at the location of the Tianchi acupoint.

"This is not Qianrenfeng's mental method, but it has some flavor of the Li family in Longxi." The sound of the wind rising came from behind her.

Zhou Zihan opened his eyes, didn't face the wind and asked, "Where have you been?" ”

Feng Qi said, "Xiaoyao Pavilion." ”

Zhou Zihan sighed and stopped talking.

The vitality receded like a tidal wave, and her body gradually returned to normal.

Feng Qi looked at her, "You don't want to know what I asked when I went to the Pavilion?" ”

Zhou Zihan said: "I don't want to. ”

Feng Qi said: "This is a great opportunity to taunt me, don't you take it?" ”

Zhou Zihan frowned slightly, "You think I look like such a boring person? ”

Feng Qi chuckled, "When I came in, I was still thinking about what I would ask me after I went to the Pavilion, but now that I think about it, I do think too much." ”

Zhou Zihan was silent for a while, "So what did you ask?" ”

Feng Qi clenched his left hand into a fist and slammed it on his right hand, "That's right...... Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed if you're so cold! ”

Zhou Zihan looked at him quietly.

Feng Qi scratched his head and said, "Didn't ask anything." ”

Zhou Zihan snorted, "What's the matter?" ”

Feng Qi laughed: "Because I didn't dare to go in at all." ”

Zhou Zihan was puzzled: "Why?" ”

Feng Qi said: "There are two people blocking the door there, it looks like they are cults, I can't beat them." ”

Zhou Zihan raised his eyebrows, got up and walked towards the door.

"Where is the Pavilion, take me there."

Feng Qi asked, "What did you do in the past?" ”

Zhou Zihan didn't look back, "I went down the mountain for them, since I bumped into them, how can I not kill them?" ”

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No matter where you are, the appearance is always the same.

One courtyard and one courtyard, one room and one tree, one stone table and two stone benches.

The house is in the north of the courtyard, the tree is next to the garden, the table is under the tree, and the stool is in front of the table.

There were people seated on both stone benches, but they didn't seem to have come to ask questions.

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and said to Zhou Zihan: "The two of you will be in the upper realm, can you handle it?" ”

Zhou Zihan glanced at him calmly and walked towards the house in the north of the courtyard.

The person sitting on the stone bench spoke lightly, "Disciple Xueyun? ”

Zhou Zihan said: "Qianrenfeng, Zhou Zihan." ”

The man who spoke said, "Whoever you are, get out, or I'm welcome." ”

Zhou Zihan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said word by word: "Do you want to die?" ”

The man was a little surprised, and sneered: "Not very old, but not too young!" ”

Zhou Zihan shook his head and took out Wenyue from the sea of knowledge.

The man snorted lightly, "The strength is not strong, but the sword is not weak, you are the sword of the Snow Cloud Sect?" ”

Zhou Zihan didn't answer him, and stepped out, and the silver-white sword light spread out in front of her, like a crescent moon.

Back to the wind and looking at the moon!

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, thinking that this girl was really ruthless.

Those two cult disciples probably didn't expect Zhou Zihan to be so strong, and they drew their swords against each other without saying a word.

The air flashed, and there was only one cult disciple left in the field.

Feng Qi was a little surprised, thinking that this horn could still meet the core disciples of the Dementor Pavilion?

Another cult disciple's eyes suddenly turned red, and a fine blood mist appeared all over his body, and the crescent moon only splashed a tiny mist on the blood mist.

The Great Shadowless Technique and the Blood Mist Decision are actually two cult demons with no low status.

Why here?

Just as he was thinking about it, the blood mist suddenly differentiated into an arm and grabbed it towards Zhou Zihan.

"Yan returns to the rising sun." Feng Qi suddenly shouted.

Yan Hui Chaoyang is a type of dodge type of combat skill, without the slightest aggressiveness.

Zhou Zihan frowned, thinking to himself that although the person opposite was in the first realm of Yinhui, his attack power was obviously inferior to mine, why not take advantage of this opportunity to use the dragon out of the water to determine the victory?

I thought a lot, but it was only a moment.

Zhou Zihan's figure floated backwards.

Where she had been standing, an inky broadsword suddenly emerged from the ground.

To be precise, the big knife came out of her shadow, and when it didn't hit her, it disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Zihan was stunned, and then realized that her opponent was not alone.

She looked at Feng Qi, who smiled at her and glanced at the Weeping Blood Pavilion disciple.

"Xuanji."

"Old man out of water."

"Sit back and watch the clouds."

"Feiyan month by month."

Xuanji is an acupuncture point, and the remaining three strokes are all sword moves.

A strong wind blew, and Zhou Zihan instantly appeared in front of the disciple of the Weeping Blood Pavilion, and the Moon Sword was inserted into the blood mist for half a foot.

She sank down slightly, and at the same time waved her right hand, Wen Yue jerked upward, and the blood mist was cut out in the sword light.

There was a swallow's cry, and dozens of flying sword lights appeared in the field.

The blood mist gradually dissipated in the sword light, and the Weeping Blood Pavilion disciple let out a muffled snort and turned into a mess of minced meat.

Zhou Zihan's face was a little pale, and his pupils shrank as he looked at the wind.

Feng Qi sat on the corpse of the Shadowless Pavilion disciple with an ink-colored broadsword in his left hand, looking at her with a smile on his face.

Zhou Zihan was silent for a while, "How did you do it?" ”

Feng Qi smiled, "I didn't do it, it was Qingshuang who did it." ”

Zhou Zihan looked at him deeply and didn't believe it.

No matter how strong the magic weapon is, if it doesn't have a strong master, it's just broken copper.

But Feng Qi didn't want to say it, and it was inconvenient for her to ask.

Fortunately, she still has a question to ask.

"Although there is a theory of death in the blood mist, but the location of the death hole varies from person to person, and sometimes even they themselves can't figure it out, how can you conclude that his death hole is located in Xuanji?"

Feng Qi thought for a while and said seriously: "Hmm...... I guessed. ”

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