The next day, at the end of the day.

Feng Qingyi woke up from the guest room of the Feng Xuan Pavilion, put on her clothes and was about to go out to find Qingge, but saw a piece of paper on the table.

He stepped forward and took the paper in his hand, and Juanxiu's handwriting came into view.

"My brother, my sister is one step ahead. Don't read it when you return someday!"

The spiritual power in the palm of his hand condensed, and the paper turned into fly ashes. Without stopping, he picked up his saber from the table and went out the door.

Passing by the side hall of the Pavilion of the Wind Pavilion, Su Mingyi was doing morning classes with several disciples.

Feng Qingyi stood outside the door and saluted, and then stepped into the hall.

"Immortal Lord Su, excuse me!"

The disciples got up together with his salute, and Su Mingyi hurriedly stepped forward.

"The son of the Feng family is polite, what's the matter so early?"

"Don't hide it from Immortal Master Su, the juniors took the liberty to come here this time purely to see their sister.

Now that my sister has left, the younger generation will not stay for long. Say goodbye!"

Su Mingyi and Cheng Yi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but Mu Feng's face was a little lonely.

She's gone!

He thought that after their conversation at the observation deck that night, they would already be considered friends, but he didn't expect her to say goodbye.

But she also said, 'Don't ask where you come from, don't ask about the way back'.

Maybe it's really as she said, they are the trees and the wind in the forest, just passing by, and they don't want to stay.

Although Feng Qingyi said that he was leaving, Su Mingyi politely retained. After a few words of concession to each other, he left the Pavilion alone.

As soon as all of them left, Su Mingyi suddenly felt that the air on the Pavilion seemed to become extremely clear, and even the roar of the waterfall became pleasant.

"The demon is finally gone!"

Mu Feng frowned, always feeling that the word demon was too vicious for her as a woman.

"Master, in fact, Miss Qingge's nature is not bad, how can she be regarded as a demon?"

Su Mingyi snorted coldly, threw off his sleeves with one hand and put his back behind him, and felt unhappy after returning to a few cases and sitting down.

Cheng Yi then sat back in his place and sneered.

"How long has Senior Brother known her? Three days, five days? How can you be so sure that she is not bad?

If she wasn't bad, would she casually want the life of her little sister?

"With her cultivation, if her nature is bad, why wait for the master to come back and borrow the dust beads. Why don't you just slaughter the Wind Pavilion, find the treasure and leave, so as to be worthy of the word demon in your mouth!"

Mu Feng's originally warm tone became a little passionate with the anger in his heart.

Su Mingyi angrily slapped the scroll in his hand on the several cases in front of him, and the disciples present lowered their heads silently, begging that this nameless fire would not affect them.

Is this the attitude you have when you talk to your teacher?

Mu Feng, Mu Feng, from the day the teacher brought you back, he raised you as if you were his own son. I didn't expect you to say such disrespectful words now!"

Mu Feng lifted the knee cover in front of his leg with one hand and knelt on the ground, and then solemnly bowed.

"Master, the disciple is not disrespectful, just a matter of facts! She wants the life of the little junior sister, and it is only because the little junior sister has insulted her family and the teacher.

What's more, she didn't do anything crazy, how can she bear the name of this demon?"

Su Mingyi listened to his passionate words and laughed.

He really raised a good apprentice, and this ideological bearing really follows the style of the tide career.

Gradually, Su Mingyi's laughter changed from the original chuckle to a loud laugh, and then it was full of mocking laughter.

"Stupid as hell! Even though you rarely go out and don't ask about the world, you must have heard more or less rumors about her.

Twenty-one years ago, the disciples of the major immortal sects were brutally killed, and the blood flowed like a river. The people are innocent, and they are mourning. None of it was her!"

Mu Feng's hands that had been saluting were hanging weakly on his legs, and his face was full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

Although he didn't know much about the cause and effect of this incident, he occasionally heard people talk about it after dinner.

Now that Su Mingyi told him that she did everything, he didn't want to believe it.

"Master also said that those are just rumors. Why should rumors be taken seriously, let alone that a matter is spread by word of mouth, it will inevitably be exaggerated. ”

Su Mingyi picked up the scroll and smashed it on Mu Feng's body, so angry that he didn't know how to speak.

He was so decisive, how could he teach such a stubborn apprentice.

Cheng Yi got up and walked up to him, bent down to pick up the scroll on the ground, and there was a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother defended her like this, didn't he hide something?

That's right, that girl is really good, she looks good and has a good figure, and it is not surprising that the senior brother is so maintained.

After all, the senior brother has a pure heart and few desires all the year round, and when he meets such a bewitching woman, he naturally can't keep his original intention. ”

Mu Feng's hands resting on his legs were clenched into fists, his left hand danced widely, and his right hand condensed his spiritual power, and slapped at him.

Cheng Yi was suddenly slapped by him and landed on several of his cases. With the sound of 'click', several cases shattered into several pieces.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, Cheng Yi wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, looked at the red on his hand, and his eyes were full of hatred.

For the first time, a cold meaning appeared in Mu Feng's eyes, and even the stubborn Cheng Yi was stared at a little uncomfortably by him.

The other disciples didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to speak out.

They knew that Cheng Yi and Mu Feng had always been at odds. It's just that the senior brother is humble and polite, and he never cares about him in general, and almost always avoids it.

However, this time, the senior brother seemed to be really angry, and even the breath on his body that made people feel like a spring breeze became extremely cold.

"Enough! In front of the teacher, you actually fought with the same junior brother, do you still take the teacher in your eyes!"

Mu Feng withdrew his gaze that stayed on Cheng Yi and faced Su Mingyi, got up and saluted him respectfully.

"Master is angry, the disciple knows his mistake, so he will go to Lin Lanfeng to think about it!"

Without waiting for Su Mingyi to speak, Mu Feng thought about it, turned around and left the hall, and walked towards the mountain behind the waterfall.

The disciple who was sitting on the side got up and helped Cheng Yi up and sat to the side, Su Mingyi looked at the injured Cheng Yi and sighed.

"You go back to practice first, Cheng Yi, you stay!"

The other disciples were ordered to bid farewell to Su Mingyi and left the side hall together. Cheng Yi covered his chest that was slapped by Mu Feng and coughed twice.

"Cheng Yi is a little reckless today, Mu Feng's cultivation is higher than you, and it is not good for you to anger him. ”

Su Mingyi then walked up to him, handed him a booklet in his hand, and whispered to him.

Cheng Yi put the booklet into a storage bag, and took out a pill by the way and took it.

"Master, rest assured, the disciple will definitely handle this matter well, and he will not let you down!"

Bidding farewell to Su Mingyi, Cheng Yi left the side hall, and the rising sun did not hide the coldness in his eyes.

A dark green gradually disappeared on the stone steps of the blue and white stone.