The corners of Feng Qing's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he personally sandwiched two vegetables for Yu Qinghuan, Xu had such a show, and the relationship between the two eased a little.

Feng Qing said casually: "What dangers have you encountered in the past few years?"

Yu Qinghuan ate porridge, she has been in retreat and penance all these years, and she has never gone out to practice, where will she encounter any danger.

"It's all small, it's nothing. ”

Feng Qing said in a deep voice, "Have you ever returned to the Yu family?"

Yu Qinghuan lied without blinking his eyes, "It's back." ”

A dark glint flashed in Fengqing's eyes, and a few days ago, the Yu family was still sending a message asking when Qing Huan would be able to go back. Why did she lie?

"Have you ever regretted cultivating Ruthless Kendo?"

The sudden question made Yu Qinghuan slightly stunned, and lowered her eyes, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

"Master Zun cultivates ruthless swordsmanship, and he has no partner so far, have you ever loved someone, and have you ever regretted it?"

Feng Qing's expression changed, his eyes were secretly turbulent, his eyes were staring at the woman in front of him, and he said, "Loved." No regrets. ”

Yu Qinghuan raised his head suddenly, a pair of cold eyes looked directly at the deep phoenix eyes, and chuckled, "It seems that it is not love, it is just heartbeat." ”

Feng Qing shook his head, did not explain, and did not continue the topic.

Yu Qinghuan continued to ask, "The morning light and autumn water back then made Shizun so disgusted, how can Shizun discuss these things with me now? Could it be that Shizun is still worried that I will do something wrong? I take your warning back then to heart, and I dare not forget it at all." ”

Feng Qing shook suddenly, looked at the woman in front of him sharply, and just wanted to say something, but when he could touch the eyes that were cold to the bone and did not contain a trace of impurities.

The questioning to the mouth turned into helplessness: "It is unethical for master and apprentice to fall in love." How could you think that?"

Feng Qing's eyes flashed with inaudible pain, so fast that Yu Qinghuan thought she was dazzled.

"Master, I have already cultivated the Ruthless Sword Dao, how can I fall in love with you? When I practiced the Ruthless Sword Dao, I was only eighteen years old, how could I fall in love with a person, even to the death? So, you should rest assured, you don't have to test me again. Yu Qinghuan said lightly.

Feng Qing looked at the indifferent person in front of him, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, "Very good." ”

Yu Qinghuan's words were so fierce and harsh, but his tone and face were so calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.

"Master, I'm going to practice swords. Yu Qinghuan straightened up and walked towards the forest, and soon the figure disappeared between the trees.

Feng Qing looked at the empty acacia tree, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"That's fine......"

Originally, he wanted to stay for a few more days and leave, but Yu Qinghuan left early the next morning, leaving only a letter, which said that the natal sword he had taken would return.

Time flies, and it is a few years, when Yu Qinghuan returns again, it is already the late stage of the Yudan, and the cultivation has reached the great consummation of the Yudan, just waiting for the arrival of the thunder tribulation and the promotion of Yuanying.

It's still in front of Yunshu Palace.

A woman in black stood quietly at the door of the hall, her face was cold and pale, holding a slender black fairy sword in her hand, the sword was shining and extraordinary, and her whole body exuded a lonely and cold aura, coupled with the power of the living people who should not enter, people did not dare to underestimate it.

"Master. The woman's voice was even colder than it had been back then.

"Come in. ”

Yu Qinghuan pushed open the door of the hall, and at a glance saw the man who was sitting on a chair and drinking tea, dressed in white and white, as if he was an immortal who was not stained by the world, even if he saw it countless times, Yu Qinghuan was still shocked by his face.

"Sit. ”

Yu Qinghuan sat down as usual, tasting the tea that had been prepared long ago, and there was a faint cold fragrance in the fragrance of tea in her face, but she immediately distinguished.

"Shizun's tea ceremony is another step forward. Yu Qinghuan changed his coldness from the past, and his tone was as casual as before he had never cultivated the Ruthless Sword Dao.

"It's good to like it. Feng Qing's face softened a little, and after looking the woman up and down, he said with satisfaction, "This experience can be rewarded." ”

The woman put the spirit sword on the table and said, "Ink Phoenix Sword." ”

Feng Qing looked at the spirit sword in surprise, and reached out to touch it, but his fingers were scratched by the sharp sword qi, although the slender and white fingers had recovered in the next moment, but the red blood was imprinted in Yu Qinghuan's eyes.

A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes as he looked at the Ink Phoenix Sword.

"The Mohuang Sword is worthy of being an ancient famous sword, and it is really extraordinary. Feng Qing is extremely satisfied.

The woman bowed her head lightly, and casually put away the Mohuang Sword, the divine sword that even the monks of the Mahayana period were extremely eager for, was just a scrap metal in front of her.

"Can it be collected as a natal spirit sword?"

"Not yet. Yu Qinghuan said softly.

I haven't heard the voice of my disciple's gentle words for a long time, Feng Qing was slightly in a trance, and carefully examined the woman in front of her, which has remained unchanged for many years, and she is still the same as back then.

Without continuing the topic, Feng Qing said, "Are you going to be promoted to Yuanying?"

Yu Qinghuan replied warmly, "Yes, this return is to inform the master that the disciple is going to an overseas island to promote the Yuan Baby, and the Yuan Infant will be trained outside for several years, and the disciples of the Master's Ascension Ceremony will probably not be able to participate." ”

When the words fell, the wide hall instantly fell silent, and there was a faint depressing atmosphere, and I don't know how long it took, Feng Qingcai said, "It's already decided?"

"Hmm. ”

"Qinghuan, are you hiding from me?"

The sudden questioning made Yu Qinghuan's body tremble, and his face turned white in an instant, but he quickly recovered as before.

"Master, I'm thinking too much, what am I hiding from you? ”

"Really?" Feng Qing actually chased after him.

Yu Qinghuan raised his head violently and chuckled, "Master, do you want me to avoid you?" Unfortunately, I don't have that mind. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qing's complexion changed slightly, looking at the cold eyes that were distant and indifferent, and he didn't say anything after all.

After that, the two did not say a word again, and it was not until night fell that Yu Qinghuan put down the teacup, as before, leaving only an indifferent back.

There was no final farewell, nothing left, and Yu Qinghuan left directly before dawn on the second day.

Before leaving, Yu Qinghuan went to an attic in Yunshu Palace, pushed the door straight open and walked in, the attic was empty, there was only one table, and there were two life cards on the table, one was bright, and the other was flickering, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

"I wish the master a long journey to the immortals. Yu Qinghuan bowed deeply to Changming's life card.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye and dripped to the ground, splashing a little bit of dust.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Qinghuan slowly stood up, took out an identical life card from the storage ring, and replaced it, but the life card was always bright and extremely vibrant.

And the original life card was put into the storage ring by her and taken away.

Ten days later, in the overseas island, the woman looked up at the dark clouds rolling overhead, and the precious ink phoenix sword was casually discarded aside, humming unwillingly.

"If you hurt him, how will I keep you? ”