Temple of the Purple Sky.

Fufeng and Emperor Yuan Hao chatted for a long time in the main hall, and it was not until the evening that he left the main hall and went to the inner hall to visit Yichu again.

As soon as he came out, Fufeng saw two figures talking in a corner of the hall.

The two figures, one is Qingluan Clan Princess Lime, and the other is Qingluan Clan Patriarch, Qingyu.

"Father, my daughter has already gone to see His Highness Yichu, his injuries are very serious, and besides, he has no cultivation, and it will be impossible for him to cultivate again in the future." Lime said with a gloomy face.

"Alas, what a pity." Qing Yu sighed, "Although His Royal Highness Yichu's cultivation is not as good as that of several other princes, it can be regarded as a generation of Tianjiao, and now he has become a waste. ”

"Father......" Lime looked at Qing Yu and stopped talking.

"Ling'er, my father knows that you like His Royal Highness Yichu, but he has lost his cultivation now, and he will not have the opportunity to cultivate in the future, so don't think about it anymore, you are only forty thousand years old, and there is still a long way to go, and you will eventually meet a better husband." Qing Yu explained.

"But, my daughter ......"

As soon as Qing Lime wanted to say that she liked Yichu, she was directly interrupted by Qing Yu, "Okay, in two months' hunting competition, my father will choose a cultivator for you, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

With that, he turned around and left, leaving Lime standing alone.

Hearing the conversation between the father and daughter, Fufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and an inexplicable anger surged in his heart.

Yichu cultivated so hard in order to be able to win the hunting competition of the Qingluan Clan, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have accidentally gone mad, but Qingyu's words just now clearly made Fufeng feel that Yichu's injuries were all in vain.

As soon as he thought of this, Fufeng suddenly became even more angry.

Not far away, Lime didn't stay long outside the hall and left, until her back disappeared, and Fufeng slowly came out of the darkness.

Looking at the direction where Lime left, Fu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, "Qingyang, since you are so prejudiced against my eldest brother, then this matter is really in charge of this matter." ”

At this moment, Jing Yu's figure suddenly appeared not far away, and when he saw Fufeng, he was stunned at first, and then stepped forward and asked, "Brother Feng, why are you standing here alone?" ”

Fu Feng glanced at him, and then said lightly: "Second brother, two months later, in the hunting competition of the Qingluan Clan, I will replace the eldest brother and go with you." ”

"What?" Hearing this, Jing Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Brother Feng, aren't you joking with me?" Are you going to the Qingluan Clan to participate in a hunting competition? ”

"What, does the second brother think there's anything wrong?" Fufeng asked rhetorically.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that Brother Feng, your cultivation is much more than the gods, if you go to participate in the competition, how can there be anything to do with other gods and immortals." Jing Yu touched the tip of his nose and said.

"This matter is so decided, second brother, you can keep it secret for me for the time being, on the day of the game, I will change my name and identity to be there, I just want to see, how does Qingyang choose a husband for his daughter?"

Seeing that Fufeng insisted on this, Jing Yu had no choice but to nod, "Okay, as long as you want, you can do anything." ”

At this moment, Yichu's soft voice suddenly came from the hall, "Brother Feng, are you here?" ”

Hearing the voice, Fufeng paused slightly, then gathered his emotions and walked into the hall with his feet raised.

……

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed quickly.

Qingluan royal city.

The entire royal city is located in a majestic valley, and unlike other royal cities, this royal city has no walls and is not so heavily guarded.

There was another day when the Qingluan Clan's hunting competition began, and since early in the morning, the Divine Monarchs and Immortals from the Heavenly Realm God Clan had come here one after another.

In the afternoon, Jing Yu, who was wearing a blue fairy robe, walked into the royal city under the leadership of two immortal attendants, and beside him, followed by Fufeng in a white feather robe.

Unlike in the past, today's Fufeng wears a half-thin mask, which conceals his handsome and extraordinary appearance, making him extremely low-key.

"Brother Feng, you are dressed like this today, I'm afraid that few of the gods present will recognize you." Jing Yu whispered.

Fu Feng just nodded faintly and did not reply to Jing Yu.

Soon, the two of them followed the Qingluan Clan Immortal Attendant to a palace in the center of the royal city.

The name of the palace is Qingluan Shrine, which is the second largest shrine in the royal city of the Qingluan clan.

As far as the eye can see, the entire Qingluan Shrine is made of bluestone, and it has an ancient atmosphere from the inside out.

At this moment, Qing Yu happened to walk out of the hall, and when he saw Jing Yu, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to him, "I've seen His Highness Jing Yu!" ”

"King Qingyu get up quickly, you don't have to be polite." Jing Yu smiled and raised his hand.

"Your Highness." Qing Yu stood up, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed Fu Feng standing beside Jing Yu, Xu is mask on the other party's face was too dazzling, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"I don't know if this is ......"

"Xiaoxian is the personal immortal servant of the Second Highness, and he made a special trip to participate in tomorrow's hunting competition for his brother today." Fufeng took over and replied unhurriedly.

"What, you're going to take part in a hunting competition too??"

"What, is there a rule in the Qingluan clan that immortal servants can't participate in hunting competitions?" Fufeng deliberately asked rhetorically.

"This ......" Qing Yu's face was a little embarrassed, but because of Jing Yu's presence, he still swallowed what he wanted to say, "I have seen His Royal Highness Jing Yu's personal immortal attendant, your voice and appearance don't look very similar, and besides, why do you want to wear a mask?" ”

"Xiaoxian is not His Royal Highness Jing Yu's personal immortal attendant, don't you ask His Royal Highness Jing Yu to know? As for Xiaoxian's mask, Xiaoxian was naturally ugly, and when he took off the mask, he was afraid that he would frighten everyone. Fufeng explained, especially when he said the last sentence, he was deliberately slow.

Fu Feng's words made Qing Yu's face even more embarrassed, and he turned his eyes to look at Jing Yu, as if waiting for his reply.

"Okay, King Qingyu, whatever he says is what he says, the person was brought by Benjun, what are you still questioning?" Jing Yu said at the right time.

"Yes, Lao Chen understands." Qing Yu nodded, "His Royal Highness Jing Yu, it's still early for the competition, you can go to the hall to rest first." ”

"yes, okay." Jing Yu responded.

Just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "Second brother, such a fun thing, why don't you call me?" ”

Hearing this, Jing Yu turned around and saw Qichen, dressed in a cyan fairy robe, and his personal immortal attendant slowly walking in the direction where they were standing.

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