It's just that he doesn't know how to say it to Feng Lian about it.

Seeing the melancholy in his eyes, Shi Chengze knew what he was thinking, so he asked, "Xingjian is worried about the wind ripples?"

Shi Xingjian nodded and did not say a word, with a deep helplessness on his face.

He understands the temperament of Shi Feng Lian, if he knew that Mu Feng was a member of the demon clan, I am afraid that he would endure the pain and get rid of Mu Feng with his own righteous law, and then trap himself in endless self-blame.

"Xingjian doesn't have to worry, you love Fenglian and Yunya just as I love you.

Some things should also need to be solved by Feng Lian himself, after all, you will fly to the immortal realm in the future, and you will not be able to protect them for a lifetime after all. ”

"The disciples who said the master understand it, but Feng Lian is a little autistic, and if he is trapped in it because of something, the disciples are afraid that he will go the wrong way. ”

Shi Chengze sighed lightly when he heard this, and said, "Then don't tell Feng Lian for the time being, besides, with Mu Feng's temperament, he may not necessarily go to the evil demon path." Let's take a step at a time!"

There was a hint of helplessness in his words, and it touched his heart in the ears of the World Star Stream.

After staying by his side for so many years, he didn't want to be surprised, and it was the first time that Shi Xingjian heard his master speak in such a tone.

Seeing him staring at him for a long time, Shi Chengze showed a light smile on his face.

"Starstream is staring at me like this, but there's something on my face?"

Shi Xingjian saluted with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and his tone revealed a hint of nervousness.

"No, no, it's the disciple who is abrupt, and the disciple quits first when he has nothing to do!"

After speaking, before Shi Chengze could reply, Shi Xingjian got up and left the seat and walked out of the Forgotten Dust Palace.

Friends come to the inn.

Mu Feng was lying on the bed, and Qingge and Mingshi were sitting at the table drinking tea.

Feng Qingyi sat in front of the bed, putting her fingers on his pulse from time to time.

"Your Highness, Mu Feng's veins have calmed down, why is there still no sign of awakening?"

Sitting at the table, half leaning against the edge of the table. Twisting his wrist and shaking the water in the cup, he looked complacent.

"What are you panicking about? That demon seed hurt his vitality, so naturally he had to take care of it. ”

He looked disgusted, and there was a disdain in his words, which made Feng Qingyi turn his head angrily.

Feng Yin stood aside and looked at the two of them with a great headache.

One is the young master of the Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City, and the other is the dignified Second Highness of the Heavenly Realm, if the world knows that he is competing in such a secret, I really don't know how to feel.

Thinking of this, Feng Yin couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

Feng Qingyi's sharp gaze swept over, and he obediently closed his mouth.

A wicked smile curled up at the corners of Silent Silence's mouth, and he handed the teacup to his lips unhurriedly.

Qingge shook his head helplessly with the teacup in both hands, and then leaned into the silence's ear and whispered softly.

"Your Highness is really becoming more and more like a mortal, this kind of children's game is so fun? ”

For the first time, she didn't call him by his name, but instead addressed His Highness. Although it seems rusty, it has a strong sense of playfulness.

Feng Qingyi sat in front of the bed, staring at the silence. Looking at the smug smile on his face, the fingers that were originally on Mu Feng's wrist couldn't help but use some strength.

Mu Feng on the bed sensed the pain and frowned slightly. Then he let out a soft snort and opened his eyes.

His memory was still stuck in the demagogic words of the demon seed, and when he saw Feng Qingyi in front of him at first glance, he thought he was dreaming and suddenly sat up from the bed.

It wasn't until he saw everyone in the room that Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Then, as if thinking of something, he raised his hand and touched his face.

He distinctly remembered that when he stabbed the man, his reflection in the man's eyes turned out to be exactly the same face as his.

Feng Qingyi didn't know why, and asked, "Mu Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Mirror, mirror, is there a mirror?"

Mu Feng held Feng Qingyi's forearm with both hands and kept asking.

Although he didn't understand why he woke up and asked for a mirror, Feng Qingyi still reached out and took out a mirror and handed it to him.

Mu Feng picked up the mirror and looked at himself, and when he saw that his face was still in the mirror, he put down the hand holding the mirror heavily.

Qingge walked to the bed and asked suspiciously, "Mu Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing her ask like this, Mu Feng suddenly realized that he was no longer the original Mu Feng.

"I ...... I, I'm a demon!"

After the affairs of Shangguan Mansion, even if he didn't want to admit it, he already knew very well in his heart that he was a descendant of the demon clan.

It's just that in the face of them who are cultivating the Immortal Dao, he doesn't know what kind of demeanor to use.

His words were a little evasive, even a little humble, and his lowered eyes did not dare to look at them.

"What if it's a demon person, you are you, and it has nothing to do with which race you are.

What about people in the Immortal Dao, there are still people with evil intentions? What about the people in the Demon Dao, no living beings in the world are born bad.

We befriend you based on who you are, not who you are!"

The words of the song were calm, without the slightest hint of comfort, and what he said was only the truest thoughts in his heart.

Mu Feng's lowered eyelids lifted slightly, looking at Qingge on the side. The calm and sincere gaze in her eyes moved Mu Feng.

After a long silence, he said, "I...... Thank you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yin hugged him in his arms.

"Brother, I finally found you for my father and mother!"

His tightened arms interpreted his excitement at the moment, and Mu Feng raised his hand and gently patted his back in response.

"Okay, Mu Feng just woke up, why are you so excited?"

Feng Qingyi was a little ashamed of his behavior as a little woman, and raised his hand to pull him off Mu Feng's body.

In the face of long-lost and unfamiliar family affection, although Mu Feng longed for it, he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Brother Qingyi, I don't know what happened to the demon seed in my body?"

He vaguely remembered that when the man wanted to merge with him, he was awake for a moment, and he had asked Feng Qingyi and Qi Xijun for help.

It's just that he didn't feel any discomfort when he woke up, and he didn't even feel the breath of the demon seed, he only felt a little strange.

Feng Qingyi didn't speak, just raised her eyes to look at the silence sitting at the table.

As soon as he made this move, Mu Feng knew what he meant. With Feng Qingyi's cultivation, it is naturally impossible to deal with the demon seed, and now that he looks at the silence, he naturally has to help.

It's just that he can't understand why even the head of the Immortal Gate, Qi Xijun, can't deal with it.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your help, such a great favor cannot be repaid!"

Hearing this, he walked to the bed and wrapped the song in the crook of his arm, with that trademark evil smile.

"It's just a small thing, no thanks, I've sealed the demon seed in your body, and if you don't want to, he won't be able to unite with you.

You have to remember that you must not be disturbed by him at any time. He has become an independent individual, and if he takes possession of your body, either you will swallow him or he will swallow you!"