Shu Pingyao put Lanzhi into his sword and turned around and went out, Gao Zixi outside the door was supported by Li Jiqing and barely stood up, and Fang Leying was wrapped in white water vapor and suspended in the air.

Seeing Shu Pingyao come out, Gao Zixi and Li Jiqing opened their mouths at the same time and were stopped by Shu Pingyao when they just wanted to say something, Shu Pingyao stretched out his hand and signaled the two to leave quickly, and he stepped forward to stand in front of the white mist, pinched the mantra with both hands in his mouth, and after a while, the two disappeared together.

Seeing the two leaving, Gao Zixi and Li Jiqing looked at each other and sighed at the same time, and then helped each other to leave. The breeze sent their words from afar, with a little frustration and loneliness.

"Young master, don't chase after it—today you can see that the person surnamed Fang is definitely not a good person, let's find someone else!"

"Zi Shi--Young Master Ben doesn't know!But-I don't know where the emotion is, how can the emotion be extinguished. ”

"Does it have to be that bastard? If you're really that, I'll barely accompany you, your senior brother!"

"My tall love saint, if it were you, I think I might be left with no bones and scum left by you - by the way, did you hurt your brain, how can you talk some nonsense!"

"Maybe! cough-cough-"

"Tomorrow, I'll go to Fangfu to thank you!"

"I'm afraid you don't want to see your little lover!"

"Shut up! Beware of Lao Tzu tearing your mouth!"

The stars are changing, how many red line marriages will be given to jokes, and looking back, I can only sigh and sigh how misleading the love word is. Some things may be erased by just a moment of careful consideration, but how many people in the world have the opportunity to receive the word "possibility" from God!

Fang Mansion

Fang Heng was about to sleep, and as soon as he took off his coat, two people appeared in his room, and Fang Heng almost fainted.

It was still Shu Pingyao's quick eyes, and he took two steps forward to help Fang Heng.

"Daoist Shu came to visit late at night—what's the matter?" Fang Heng took a breath of relief, patted Shu Pingyao's hand that supported him, and said with a smile.

Shu Pingyao helped him sit down, pulled over the chair and sat aside, his face was complicated, and he didn't speak.

When Fang Heng arrived at two glasses of water, the folds on his old face were clustered together, and his smile couldn't help but be a little naïve: "If you have nothing to do, go and find Ying'er! I can't compare to you, people are much worse when they are old!" After speaking, Fang Heng couldn't help but yawn, and his eyes were also stained with a trace of mist when he looked at Shu Pingyao.

"Huh!" Shu Pingyao said as he pointed back with one hand, he tried his best to make his words light and not so heavy, and said half-jokingly, "Young Master Fang is cultivating immortals over there! Uncle Fang, do you remember what I told you that day?"

Fang Heng looked at the mist on Shu Pingyao's finger, he wanted to ask about that thing at the beginning, but thinking that it was not strange that there were one or two more magical things around the immortal cultivators, he didn't ask a thing or two. Hearing his words at this moment, he knew that it was Fang Leying who was enveloped in this mist, and his worries made his eyebrows and eyes gray in an instant.

"Daoist Shu, I'm going to be fine!" Fang Heng asked, his voice inevitably getting louder under concern.

Shu Pingyao rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay! After this mist conjured by Kang Blood washed the essence of Fang Gongzi, Fang Gongzi could ask for immortals." Pingyao once again congratulated Uncle Fang in advance, if this Fang family is a number of immortal cultivators, maybe the reputation of the Anyang Fang family will be famous and prosperous. ”

Fang Heng smiled bitterly and waved his hand, looking at the mist with a worried face, "Shu Dao Chief, asking the immortal to ask for this matter has never happened to my ancestors, now Ying'er is doing this, to be honest, the old man's heart has been hanging and can't let go! Ying'er has never suffered since she was a child, and I have not experienced the suffering of the old man on this road, and there is no way to help him prevent disasters and eliminate evil." Even if I throw away this old bone in exchange for him not to be attacked by the Thunder Tribulation, what can he do if he has other disasters in the future!" Saying this, Fang Heng was already in tears.

"Uncle Fang, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren—have you decided to exchange your life for him not to survive the thunderstorm?" Shu Pingyao clenched tightly with one hand under his sleeve, but his face was dull and calm. A pair of eyes stared at the cup in his hand, looking at the tea leaves floating on the water in the cup, and his thoughts turned back to that day.

——

"Naturally, there are side effects! Although Dangkang's flesh and blood can make him an immortal in a short period of time, he has no foundation, and if he encounters a thunderstorm, his life will definitely be lost.

Asking for an immortal asked, he was going against the sky.

It is not easy for heaven to be obstructed, humane self-harm, and ghosts to be dirty.

It still depends on Fang Gongzi's choice.

If he's just trying to be refreshed for a while, then that's enough.

If he wants to pursue long-term pursuit, I still advise him to practice well. ”

"What if Ying'er insists on taking a shortcut! Is there any way to resolve it?" Fang Heng raised his head just to bump into it, Shu Pingyao's meaningful eyes, Fang Heng was stunned.

The meaning in Shu Pingyao's eyes faded, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't say a word.

Fang Heng was anxious in his heart, stood up, walked quickly to Shu Pingyao, and pleaded with a long bow: "Please Shu Daoist to solve your doubts." ”

"Hey!" Fang Leying sighed, and said faintly: "The blood of the dearest relatives can be avoided with the help of the heavenly calamity." If this method is used, the soul of the dearest will not be able to be reborn forever, and it will need to be punished by lightning once in a hundred years."

——

"Daoist Shu Chief-" Fang Heng's voice woke Shu Pingyao from his memories from far and near, and Shu Pingyao looked up at him with unbearable eyes; "Uncle Fang, you better think about it carefully before making a decision!"

"No need!I've already thought about it, since asking for an immortal is what Ying'er expected!Then—why don't I give up this old bone!The only thing I'm worried about is who Ying'er can entrust to after I'm gone, Dao Chief!Can you grant me the last request of this old man?" Fang Heng wiped away the tears from his face, got up and knelt on the ground and pleaded, "After I die, the only thing I can't worry about is my somewhat stubborn Ying'er, I don't know if Dao Chang can help me take care of one or two." ”

"Uncle Fang!" Shu Pingyao's hand holding the teacup clenched unconsciously, "Why do you-"

Before he finished speaking, Father Fang knocked his head twice.

Seeing this, Shu Pingyao didn't stop his hand for a while, and forcibly crushed the cup on his forehead, and the green tendons bloomed one by one, and then he took a deep breath and whispered, "Okay! I promise you!"

"If you decide so, I will choose an auspicious day to let you go more comfortably!" After speaking, Shu Pingyao got up and prepared to leave.

"Dao Leader stays!" Fang Heng shouted.

"What's the matter!" Shu Pingyao was puzzled.

"When will Ying'er wake up?" Fang Heng looked up at the white mist, the temperature in his eyes was hot, and Shu Pingyao had a burning feeling when he stood aside.

Then, Shu Pingyao glanced back, thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow at noon!"

"Then please ask the Taoist chief to get things done before noon tomorrow, I don't want to—I don't want Ying'er to bear the name of killing her father. Ask the Taoist chief to answer!" Fang Heng lowered his head again after speaking, his sparse hair shook without a hand, and the sporadic silver hair almost shook Shu Pingyao's eyes.

Shu Pingyao closed his eyes, his voice muffled, "Uncle Fang, why did you do this!"

"He's my son!" Fang Heng's answer was short but resolute.

Shu Pingyao experienced a series of things and did not collapse, but somehow hearing this sentence was like being trampled on by a cat's tail, he roared hideously; "Do you know what will happen to you with this decision of yours? Just because he is your son? Uncle Fang!"

"Good boy," Fang Heng stood up, took two steps forward and took Shu Pingyao, who was nearly two heads taller than himself, into his arms, and said softly, "I don't know, even if I know, I won't care! He is my child, and I have the right to shelter him from the wind and rain." You don't have to worry about me!

"I, Uncle Fang, do you know how painful it will be for you to say this. The heavenly thunder splitting the soul is not a joke!" Shu Pingyao grabbed Fang Heng with his backhand, and he only found out at this moment that this old man who was bent on sheltering his son from the wind and rain was pitiful.

Fang Heng comforted him warmly, "It's okay kid, help me! It's weird to say, I know that you are older than me I don't know how old, but you appear in front of me like this, I always want to take care of you as a junior." He smiled bitterly, "If Ying'er hadn't been spoiled by me, it should have been your appearance of knowing how to advance and retreat!

Speaking of this, Fang Heng's chatterbox seemed to be opened, and he dragged Shu Pingyao back to the table and sat down to talk about Fang Leying's childhood.

He gestured with his thin hand, and said as he gestured, "Ying'er, when you are so old, you are very smart. When you see me talking, it's called a sweet, and what is delicious is always the first thing that comes to mind. One day, he memorized the three characters in the school and called Mr. to praise him, and ran home to share it with me after class.

The little face smiled like a flower, and I was busy with the shop at that time. I just responded casually when he said it, and then I heard it silent.

When I looked up, I found that Ying'er's face had collapsed! I wanted to slap myself twice, is it important that the shop can have a son? At that time, there were a lot of things in the shop, and I thought that I would make up for Ying'er when I was busy for a while.

Before I thought about it, that bastard boy started to make trouble for me every day and make mistakes-"

Shu Pingyao condensed a wine glass with spiritual power, and ripped off the wine jug hanging from his waist and poured himself a glass of wine, taking a sip, at this moment his thoughts had calmed down, he looked at the old man in front of him who said that his son was a child, and his heart was sour.

"He can hide it from me—to make a mistake is just to want me to accompany him-" Fang Heng wanted to continue, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Shu Pingyao; "Uncle Fang, you are really cunning!"

Fang Heng scratched his head and spoke with a look of shame; "I've been recognized!"

"I was unstable just now, but now that I've calmed down, I don't understand! I promised you that I would stay and take care of Fang Gongzi, what are you doing with this kind of fake trick!" Shu Pingyao shook his head helplessly.

Fang Heng smiled bitterly, "You don't understand!

"I'm really—alas, why do you mind so much! Fang Gongzi has his own way to go!"