Chapter 303 The Avenue is Lonely

Without waiting for Liang Yu to continue, Fang Wenyuan interjected and said, "However, there is no way for the sky to be endless, and a saying has begun to circulate in the southern country.

It is said that I, a disciple of the Feibo Sect, hold a secret method, and can enter and exit freely in this black flame, so you will want to capture the disciples of the Feibo Sect alive at any cost, in order to find a way out of the southern country.

Am I right?"

Liang Yu, who originally bowed his head to speak, suddenly raised his head after hearing this, and his originally aggrieved and reddish eyes suddenly burst into light, with a touch of strong hope, which made people dare not look directly.

moved his body excitedly, but found that he was already a prisoner, and he became disheartened.

Without waiting for him to say more, Fang Wenyuan continued: "You don't have to look at me like this, this is just my guess, depending on your reaction, I think, my guess is correct!"

Shi Yudie was shocked in her heart, she was not ignorant, from Fang Wenyuan's words to Liang Yu's reaction, it had already been confirmed that Fang Wenyuan's words were not conjecture. Since then, she has also understood why the past few years have been so difficult.

At this moment, when she looked at Fang Wenyuan again, Shi Yudie couldn't think it through, she just felt that Senior Brother Fang, who was talented and intelligent, and had cultivated to be extraordinary, had such a gap in her heart.

Because Fang had just faced the enemy, her heart was uneasy, and she reacted excessively to Fang Wenyuan's resistance, for a while, she couldn't interject, so she could only wait for Fang Wenyuan to finish asking.

"Hmph!" Fang Wenyuan flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "This behavior is really ridiculous, Fang Mou feels that Your Excellency's brain is not enough. This rumor stops at the wisdom of the wise, and it is true, but with your foolishness, it confirms this truth.

I don't evaluate it carefully, if the disciples of this sect really have this secret method of freely entering and exiting the black flames, why do they still hide in Tibet in the southern and eastern regions?

After saying this, Liang Yu only felt that his neck was stiff, and he slowly lowered his head, and his eyes became dim. Speechless, he lamented, and said: "The matter has come to this, what's the use of repenting! I just hope that Your Excellency will keep your promise and give the contemptible people a good time!"

Fang Wenyuan's face was grim, and he couldn't see the joy and anger clearly, but he turned around indifferently and said, "Fang promised to give you a good time, but he won't make a move now!

Liang Yu's body trembled, and he raised his head and said, "You! You are also such a treacherous Xiaoxiao!"

He knew in his heart that at this moment, Fang Wenyuan refused to kill him happily and handed him over to his junior sister to deal with, and he would inevitably suffer. Since life and death are already doomed, why add pain. For a while, Liang Yu was resentful.

After a pause, Fang Wenyuan smiled softly and said, "Treacherous? Where did the treacherous come from? Compared to the fake benevolence of your disciples in the original calculation, Fang Mou is already considered righteous and awe-inspiring!"

Liang Yu was stunned for a moment, his expression became more and more gloomy, he already had a plan in his heart, Fang Wenyuan at this moment, compared to himself at the beginning, although the means were not bright, but at least he could make it clear in his words, even if he did something disgraceful, he could deal with it calmly.

That's probably the difference.

After a slight pause, Fang Wenyuan showed a smile and whispered to Shi Yudie: "Brother has finished asking!

After that, he walked out of the door without looking back, went all the way down to the front yard of the inn, ordered a pot of wine, and did not have the slightest intention of interfering.

This time, it made Shi Yudie's heart a little frightened, this former senior brother and sister, in the southern Xinjiang, it seems that only Fang Wenyuan is left. Acting recklessly today, judging by its reaction, it seems that he has some criticism of himself.

How can this be good, if there is a gap in the hearts of the two because of this matter, wouldn't it be in vain for Fang Wenyuan to tie up the enemy's kindness.

After thinking about it, the matter of this enemy has been diluted a lot, and I originally wanted to torture Liang Yu and the others, but I didn't have any thoughts at the moment.

Thinking of Fang Wenyuan's promise to Liang Yu, Shi Yudie did not procrastinate this time, stepped forward and killed the two cleanly, and after destroying the corpses, she hurriedly tidied up her appearance, followed the wine table where Fang Wenyuan was sitting, and slowly walked out.

With a hearty smile, Fang Wenyuan asked Xiao Er to make a pot of tea, and then poured a cup for Shi Yudie, gently pushed it over, and said, "Done?"

The restless Shi Yudie only bowed her head slightly, and sat at the opposite table a little cramped, not knowing how to speak.

After taking a sip of the bad wine in this small shop, Fang Wenyuan noticed that Shi Yudie's expression was inappropriate, and said, "Senior sister has something on her mind?"

Jade hand pinched the teacup on the table, Shi Yudie lost her mind for a while, half a sound, and was surprised, before she replied: "It's nothing!"

seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, and continued: "Little sister is thinking, how many of the same sects are left behind in this southern Xinjiang!"

Fang Wenyuan's face froze, his eyes were full of remembrance and sorrow, as if he remembered something, poured another bowl of wine, and kept silent.

Shi Yudie was a little hasty, and she didn't know how to deal with herself. I wanted to put aside the topic, but I was always haunted by the things of the year, I heard that Fang Wenyuan said that he would take off the Bozong and move away, thinking about it, Fang Wenyuan was in the sect at that time.

Therefore, I couldn't hold back in my heart and wanted to ask what was going on.

Seeing that Fang Wenyuan's expression improved slightly, Shi Yudie asked carefully: "Senior brother said that the Feibo Sect migrated and left, presumably, the senior brother was in the sect at the beginning, but why didn't he leave with the sect?"

Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, and his essence flashed, although this was the case, his heart was clear, for Shi Yudie, it was understandable to want to know more about the things of the past. Since you can't avoid this topic, let's just say it.

So, he said, "Because of my master!"

"Huh?" Shi Yudie was a little surprised, she was aroused by this words, and her heart was hot, so she ignored Fang Wenyuan's expression and asked: "So, Yue Lizhen is also in the southern country, I don't know where he is?" Also, when I heard that Senior Brother Su and his party left the sect early, but there was no news, could it be that they are also in the southern country?"

Perhaps only in this way will Yue Lizhen be reluctant to leave with the sect, and he may want to find his disciple!

Suddenly, Shi Yudie realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. Fang Wenyuan looked stunned, put the wine glass aside, and directly took the wine jar and poured it violently.

In a blink of an eye, a jar of wine was drunk, but he didn't mean anything, just scolded Xiao Er for taking wine.

Xiao Er, who was busy, suddenly felt a pang in his heart, thinking that he was another drunkard making trouble, and he didn't dare to offend, so he hurried to the wine cellar to get wine.

In this gap, Fang Wenyuan seemed to have lost his support, and muttered at his desk: "They won't appear again, they won't appear again, they won't appear again." I only hate myself for being incompetent, I hate for not being able to save them."

Facing Fang Wenyuan, who suddenly lost his temper, Shi Yudie was a little dazed, looking at that handsome face, she was full of pathos at the moment, and she also remembered the parting of life and death at the beginning, and suddenly felt inexplicable colic.

Over the years, Fang Wenyuan has accompanied Yue Lizhen to go and return late, fishing every day, and he seems to be in a much calmer mood, but it is only on the surface.

How could he let go of the friendship between Su Yu and Yao Wu? Although his relationship with Su Qing was forcibly cut off by him, once he had other emotions, his heart would ache, but this did not mean that he had forgotten.

It's just that at that time, there was still Yue Lizhen and the master to accompany him, but now? There is almost nothing.

When the sect cultivated the evil sect spells and wantonly killed people, he had already chosen to turn his back.

Wei Changgui, a friend who has grown up since childhood, has also arrived in the Northern Desert at this moment, not to mention that there is a gap between Southern Xinjiang and Middle Earth, and even the black flame besieging the Southern Kingdom, he is not sure to pass through.

So, the ends of the world are separated. Fang Wenyuan unexpectedly found that there was no warmth around him, and he seemed lonely.

When he met Shiyu Butterfly, his heart was also agitated, and he could even be said to be happy. If he weren't used to being alone, he would have to talk to Shi Yudie.

Now that Shi Yudie mentioned the old things, he thought he could laugh it off, and his heart was majestic. It was only at this moment that he realized that this sorrow and sorrow was like water bursting the embankment, and once it broke through, it could no longer be stopped.

When old friends reunited and old things were brought up again, Fang Wenyuan realized that Shi Yudie had become the 'culprit' of digging the heart of the causeway

This business is noisy, and in the slightly messy tavern, Fang Wenyuan is lying on the desk and lowering his eyebrows, his face is full of sadness, his heart is mixed, his eyes are ruddy, and he endures sadness.

Although he was a monk, he was first and foremost a human being, a complete human being, a man of flesh and blood, a mind and emotions. watched my brother die, my sister died, and even my loved ones died.

The master who has always been respected, his serious injuries did not heal, and he turned into a piece of loess in the countryside.

Once upon a time, he also thought that he should not live like this, and he would also pass away with the people. However, when he thought of those people from the Three Great Evil Sects, he was crying blood in his heart, if he didn't stab these people, even if he died, he would not have the face to see the deceased people under the Nine Springs.

If it weren't for that, why would he close himself off and go to the Lanyue Pavilion alone to fight against the Peach Tree Demon with a huge disparity in cultivation?

If it weren't for that, how could he come to the door to destroy the corpse raising sect after hearing about what happened to Shi Yudie?

It's just because he wants higher strength and doesn't want to let there be fewer and fewer people around him.

In the face of such a sad Fang Wenyuan, Shi Yudie felt strange, but also a little familiar and empathetic.

With tears in his eyes, he touched the cold teacup in his hand and felt the cold tea in it.

This cold temperature seems to be gradually invading, and the heart that has long been full of wind and frost.

And so, one bowed his brow at his desk, the other sat uneasy, and the two sat in this tavern for a whole day, and dusk quietly fell.

The pale golden afterglow reflected from outside the door, shining on Shi Yudie's face and Fang Wenyuan's back

"Little Er, bring the wine!"

This voice, in this little tavern, has been screaming many times in a day.

That Xiao Er also carries wine on weekdays, and his arms are strong, but today, he feels a soreness.

And the host who caused all this was the guest who had been seated since noon, and there were already more than a dozen empty altars beside him, which was still Xiao Er took the time to take away a lot of the leftovers.

Even the shopkeeper, who was dumbfounded, asked himself if he had opened a tavern for half his life, but he had never seen such a heavy drinker.

"Senior Brother Fang, don't drink any more!" said softly, quite regretfully.