Chapter Ninety-Seven: Seeing Is Not Necessarily the Truth

Yan Songshan stared in his palm, looking at the fan that was very familiar in his memory, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble with tears.

I can't remember how many years I haven't seen him, he thought he would never meet him again in his life, it turned out ~ he really stayed by his side for so long.

There are too many coincidences in the world, he just saw him like him at the beginning, but he didn't realize that he was him!

There was a sudden curvature on his lips, as if he was also laughing at his old age.

Bai Chenxuan covered his chest and fell to the ground, looking up at his master in surprise. That look made him feel more and more strange.

"Master?"

"This jade bone lotus cloud fan, can you swing it freely?"

Seeing that Shizun had regained his former look, Bai Chenxuan immediately stood up and replied softly: "I haven't been able to swing it freely!" For him, treating this thing as an ordinary fan on weekdays is indeed such a trick. "I heard that this is a sacred object, and it has been around me since I was a child, is it a bit overkill?"

Yan Songshan didn't make a sound anymore, just sat back quietly in his place, grasping the handle of the fan with one hand and gently caressing it with the other.

Late Autumn's intuition is right, he is Chiyunxiao!

It's his little junior brother, and it's his turn to come back!

"Master?" Seeing that Shizun was pondering again, his confused and puzzled apprentice called again.

However, Yan Songshan always stayed in his thoughts at this moment.

In this way, the little girl of the Feng family is ......

"Le Yao ......" couldn't help but call her name.

"Le Yao?" Bai Chenxuan didn't understand, and thought that his fan was originally named Le Yao. "It still has a name?"

After a light sigh, Yan Songshan restrained his sentimental expression, and immediately changed back to his previous indifference.

Since the past life and this life have been confirmed, then he must protect the little girl of the Feng family. If he dares to be confused again, he will have to punish him well, anyway, in this life, he has lowered two generations in a row, and he has been reprimanded and educated~ It should be more handy!

"Are you too arbitrary this time!" Yan Songshan put the folding fan on the table, raised his hand and held up the porcelain cup to moisten his throat. I was too angry just now, and my throat was a little dry.

"Master, I ......" He knew what Master was referring to at the moment!

"How do I teach you in my daily life? Why can't you calm down? I have told you many times that you must ask your heart when encountering problems, and you must not be confused by the scene in front of you! Where have you heard all those words that tell you?"

Bai Chenxuan immediately clapped his hands and saluted, "It's Xuan'er's mistake." He didn't know why he couldn't stop being angry when he was facing the little girl.

At that time, my mind was full of thinking that she had deceived him, and I couldn't calm down for a long time!

"Do you know that with such a misunderstanding of yours, what kind of situation will the little girl of the Feng family encounter?"

"She has the second senior brother by her side now, she should be fine!" But the brain spit out such a sentence, is it also a persuasion of her own words?

Hearing this, Yan Songshan's originally concealed anger collapsed in an instant!

He actually handed over Le Yao to others, and he was even more confused than in his previous life!

With a little force, his subordinates threw the Jade Bone Lotus Cloud Fan off his body.

Bai Chenxuan looked at it with a panicked expression, and suddenly realized that the master's temperament was becoming more and more uncertain.

"I'll just ask you, if she is really in danger, will you regret it?"

"No......"

"Do you not regret it? Or do you think she's going to be okay?"

"She's going to be fine......"

"Do you think that if you can wash the people of the Feng family in blood overnight, Han Feng himself will be able to settle it all?"

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When the afterglow swept away, I saw that he was hesitant.

Bai Chenxuan's temperament, he still understands it! Although it is not quite similar to Chiyunxiao back then, it is roughly the same!

The same stubbornness and willfulness, the same deep hidden thoughts!

It's not that he doesn't believe in the strength of his disciples, and he also knows that Han Feng's skills must be above Chenxuan, but he knows better the skills of the people behind the scenes!

Although he had entrusted this matter to Senior Brother Xuan Ting, he still wanted the junior brother in front of him to take care of the little girl of the Feng family in person.

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Han Feng and Feng Yingjiao rushed into the city as soon as the sun rose in the early morning. They decided to improvise and go to the Feng Mansion first.

In the crowd a few feet away from Feng's mansion, Feng Yingjiao tilted her head and blinked her eyes for a long time.

That night, the door of her house was obviously demolished, how could it be intact now?

And the house slaves who guarded the door, all of them standing there in good spirits! Aren't they dead?

Han Feng slowly came from behind her, looking at her surprised eyes, but at the moment he was much calmer than her.

"What are you thinking?"

"It turns out that it's really as if it never happened!" It turned out that Bai Chenxuan's anger was not sent at random!

"Do you think you were wrong that night?"

"I hope it is!" she couldn't help but tug at her lips, of course she was willing to go back to the past, and tell herself that the bloodbath that night was just a dream she had.

But this dream is too real!

"Let's go!"

Feng Yingjiao slowly walked her steps, and when she walked to the front of the mansion, she stood quietly for a while.

Who knows, the two house slaves guarding the door, as if they didn't know her, were still clubbing on both sides.

It really made her feel that there were four big holes!

frowned, and was about to open his mouth to ask.

At this moment, the eldest sister stepped out of the courtyard and called her name.

"You're back?"

"Eldest sister?" The doubts on her face were far less serious than the smile on her face at the moment.

smiled and showed the white teeth in the upper and lower places!

That smile seemed to ~ be too much, and she couldn't notice it for a while, and the joy of seeing her relatives!

"Where have you been these days? Daddy and Mom are worried to death!"

The words "Father, Mother?" were repeated, and his eyes couldn't help lowering, and in an instant, they fell to the eldest sister's little hand, and there was a cold air.

Just as she was about to hold her backhand, she suddenly shook her hand and tucked it into her sleeve.

"Let's go home!"

Putting aside the strangeness of the eldest sister, she felt that the house slaves on both sides were very strange, standing intently all the time, like two statues guarding the door!

Han Feng gently pushed behind her, as if reminding her all the time, he was beside him, and then followed her into the Feng Mansion.

During this period, the so-called eldest sister didn't even say a kind word to him except for looking at him with her eyes, where is this what everyone should do?

When I walked to the middle courtyard, I saw the main mother drinking tea in front of the stone table.

He paused slightly, hesitated for a moment.

saw the mistress immediately smile and greet her.

In her memory, she was dead! Lying on the ground in agony, bleeding profusely.

Now, he grabbed her little hand, and seemed to be staring at his own daughter in distress.

On weekdays, she would have thought, what kind of trick did this mother think of to deal with her!

But at the moment, she felt that the smile was fake. It's just that she doesn't feel it at all!

"Where are you going again, you kid, let your mother and your father worry to death!"

Although she had pleaded for her mother in front of her father before, the relationship was not so close.