The mighty cultivator mansion silently followed behind the white-clothed young man at the front, Feng Qingtong was silent, and no one dared to take the lead in breaking the silence. The young man in white was probably injured, and his face was slightly pale, which made his face even colder.

In a depressing atmosphere all the way, everyone returned to the cultivator's mansion. There was no need for Feng Qingtong to say much, Shangguan Yue asked people to prepare the best two rooms, Feng Qingtong waved his hand, Wang Yunyun immediately understood, and followed Feng Qingtong into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Qingtong motioned to Wang Yunyun to close the door.

As soon as he turned around, Wang Yunyun saw that Feng Qingtong couldn't support his body, and suddenly sat down on the ground, cold sweat flowing, and some blood oozed from the wound on his chest.

Wang Yunyun hurriedly ran over to help Feng Qingtong up, Feng Qingtong was a little surprised, but he still used that strength to sit back on the chair.

"What, you're not afraid of me?" Feng Qingtong didn't have the strength to continue acting, and finally put on Wang Yunyun's familiar smile again. It's just that the haggard in that smile can't be hidden.

Wang Yunyun actually breathed a sigh of relief, sat opposite Feng Qingtong at the moment, and poured him a cup of tea:

"I'm actually scared enough, I really feel like I've gone mad. ”

Feng Qingtong picked up the teacup, smiled bitterly and didn't make a sound, and used his spiritual power to test the tea, and then quietly took a sip.

Wang Yunyun looked at Feng Qingtong, who had "returned to normal", and for the first time felt that this guy was also quite good-looking, he looked at him with his head propped up, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Feng Qingtong shook his head: "What are you doing," and then looked at the little girl with interest: "It's you, my dark eyes, aren't you afraid?"

Wang Yunyun pouted: "You don't want to see who my master is, isn't it the ultimate dark attribute?" Although my master is not yet, it is also close, can I recognize it?"

In fact, saying this, Wang Yunyun is still a little weak-hearted. Gao Shanyuan's dark attribute spiritual power is indeed of extremely high quality, but the extreme dark attribute has always been a legendary thing. The dark attribute is different from other ordinary attributes, and it has a weak impact on people's minds, and Gao Shan once guessed that there is no such thing as a person with the ultimate dark attribute, and if such a person is really born, he is a madman. Because Gao Shan Yuan almost fell into the Demon Dao in his early years - this is also the reason why there are very few masters of the dark attribute of the Habitat Transformation Realm on the rivers and lakes.

But Wang Yunyun knew that Feng Qingtong was not a madman, and all changes started from that crescent jade.

"Although I know you don't want to say it, I still want to know, what are you doing this for?

Feng Qingtong put down the teacup and looked at Wang Yunyun who was holding her head - it seemed that she didn't want to stop if she didn't figure out these things tonight.

"Okay," Feng Qingtong sighed: "Anyway, I feel uncomfortable holding it in my heart, so I'll tell you everything." ”

"First of all, I'm a lone star. ”

Wang Yunyun frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but Feng Qingtong pressed her hand, didn't let her speak, and continued:

"You don't have to speak, just listen.

The lonely star life, the most bumpy and disaster-inducing star life in the world. I've been keeping this in mind since I came down the mountain, but I'm still lucky. Maybe you think that with this self-cultivation, you won't repeat the mistakes of the past, and you won't let the people around you be harmed?

I'm still arrogant. No matter how strong a person is, how can he be stronger than the destiny of heaven?"

When Feng Qingtong said this, his expression was still calm, but in Wang Yunyun's eyes, the light in the young man's eyes disappeared. Wang Yunyun watched him walk to the window, and under the starlight, she was inexplicably distressed.

"At first, I thought I had saved Feng Qianmo, but I didn't. Feng Qingtong finally had a painful look:

"Feng Qianmo's disaster of Tingtao Pavilion was an accident? I also deceived myself, this is an accident. But everything has a cause and effect......

It was if I wanted to take him away, so that he would have the experience of listening to the Tao Pavilion and experience a destruction in person......

Seeing that piece of jade, I couldn't lie to myself anymore. Do you know why Liu Shanling asked Bai Lingjun to hand over the piece of jade to Feng Qianmo after Feng Qianmo's identity was exposed? He didn't think about letting Feng Qianmo go out of the mountain at the beginning, he knew how much suffering Feng Qianmo would face after leaving the mountain, it was I who changed all this......

For Feng Qianmo, there are many things that can't be solved by martial arts, who do you think the female assassin I failed to kill?

I just hate that the sword when I didn't know her identity wasn't heavy enough! Now that I know who that girl is, I don't have the heart to cut everything off for Feng Qianmo. This mess has to be sorted out slowly by Feng Qianmo himself......

The National Teacher's Mansion has completely become the sister of the wicked, Shui Yin's heavy wishes, Shui Jue's unclear true meaning, and I am a little frightened "Where not to meet"...... I can't follow Feng Qianmo anymore, if there are more things, I'm afraid he won't be able to carry it......

That piece of jade is the proof that I caused this death, and my star life is far more terrible than I thought...... It's just a master-apprentice title......"

Feng Qingtong walked back to the table, the wound on his body had re-solidified, he put the black token on the table, and said:

"I'll get out of the way as soon as possible, and you won't have anything to do with me anymore...... In fact, you are kept in the dark like Feng Qianmo, it would be better to break off with me, and sometimes, being smart is not necessarily a good thing......"

Wang Yunyun didn't touch the black token, but he didn't re-stuff it to Feng Qingtong - she couldn't be the lord of the Zhenbei Palace.

But perhaps, she can be her own master?

The ghost sent the gods, Wang Yunyun shook his head:

"Later, let's talk about it later. Then she simply changed the subject:

"You left Feng Qianmo in the mountains, aren't you afraid that he will be in danger?"

Feng Qingtong looked tired, lying on the bed, his hands pillowed under his head, his eyes were blank:

"The two leaves for you, it's not that simple. Coupled with his peachwood sword, attached to my sword qi, and with my heart's blood, it should be enough to kill Shangguan Yue by surprise.

Calculating the time, Situ Fang's spirit pigeon biography should have arrived. Knowing my realm, if a spy with the qualifications of the Divine Rise Realm comes up again, the gains outweigh the losses. How many people can you let them get in in the northern jurisdiction of your town......?

Wang Yunyun was about to ask, but found that the guy was already asleep.

was about to pull him up in anger, but when he saw the blood stains on the white clothes that had just dried up, he still softened his heart - blood in his heart, no wonder he was so weak, you really dare to give it.

Wang Yunyun lay on the table, looking at the young man who was sleeping peacefully, how could this guy still have the childishness that scared her when they first met, and the temperament of the whole person seemed to be ten years old.

"You are really a good master," Wang Yunyun sneered, and hurriedly covered his mouth again, seeing that he did not wake him up, he patted his chest and smiled:

"For the sake of apprentices, I have a brain......

......

In the second half of the night, Feng Qingtong carried Wang Yunyun, who was lying on the table, to the bed, went out to climb alone, and sat quietly on the top of the highest pavilion in the Cultivator's Mansion.

Blowing the night breeze, I remembered what the old man Gao said, the young man didn't drink, and inexplicably wanted to drink.

He looked at the door of the Cultivator's Mansion, and the young man with a wooden sword in brown cloth and coarse clothes was kneeling at the door of the mansion for half a night.

The monk of the Cultivator's Mansion who was keeping vigil at the door naturally knew this young man who had held a purple gold token, and after persuading him several times to no avail, he didn't dare to make any extra moves.

He just knelt like that, silently. Feng Qingtong sat upright on the high pavilion, looking at it from afar, the breeze and the moon were full of wine.

The sky was slightly bright, Feng Qianmo finally stood up and limped away, he looked at the rising sun, his back was gradually stretched, and said softly:

"I want a better Jianghu to welcome the master back......"

Feng Qingtong looked up to the sky and laughed out of tears:

"Shangguan Yue, get out and buy wine for the master!"

Shangguan Yue was suddenly awakened, hurriedly ran out of the room where he lived, and when he looked up, Feng Qingtong was on top of the seven-story trial pavilion:

Hold a sword to meet the rising sun, and dance the sword to raise the long wind.