Chapter 272 is so deep

Out of the village, when Fang Wenyuan looked back, his heart was full of emotion. He sent off two elders here, one of whom was his father-in-law, that is, Wei Changgui's father. Now, he already has the power of a monk, but he still can't change the ruthless Heavenly Dao, and his master has also been sent into reincarnation.

After being silent for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao stood behind him without saying a word, with red eyes. She has been with Yue Lizhen for three years, and naturally she also has feelings, and she is a sentimental person, so she is sad and sad.

Suddenly, Fang Wenyuan retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "Let's go!"

Then, Fang Wenyuan's long black hair turned from the top of his head to the tips of his hair, turning silvery-white, restoring his original color, Su Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, but he didn't ask questions, still calm!

This place is some distance from Liuyun City, but with Fang Wenyuan's cultivation at the moment, it only takes half a day to reach it. It is estimated that Su Xiaoxiao is a mortal, and Fang Wenyuan has to slow down.

There was a flash of inspiration in the storage bag, and a small boat appeared in front of him, this thing, which was still obtained in the Soul Burial Ridge back then, I can't remember how long I haven't taken it out.

The Wind Boat stood three feet above the ground, and Fang Wenyuan easily went up and stretched out his hand to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao, who had not been shocked in the past, was completely stupid at this moment, looking at Fang Wenyuan's gaze, although it was still gentle, it had a little strangeness and inferiority.

The breeze is blowing, and you are confused.

Although the Wind Boat was only a low-level spiritual weapon, in Fang Wenyuan's hands, it was naturally not simple, although the speed was not fast, it was not slow at all.

At least in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, this was enough to frighten her.

It turned out that the son who appeared back then had long been beyond the mortal world.

Xu is flying into the air made Su Xiaoxiao afraid, standing silently behind Fang Wenyuan, pulling his arm, his body trembling slightly.

Fang Wenyuan did not resist this, he knew the fear in his heart when he was first taken to the blue sky. Su Xiaoxiao didn't shout, which already surprised him very much

Liuyun City belongs to the Liuyun Kingdom and is the imperial capital of a dynasty. Su Xiaoxiao's home is here, and her identity must not be simple.

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, his father was the prime minister of the dynasty, and he was victimized by a traitor and had to leave his hometown, and after such a long time, she didn't know where her father would flee to. I only know that her original home is here.

Fang Wenyuan just had the mentality of giving it a try, and came here to look for it, if he couldn't find it, he would make another plan. Anyway, if Su Xiaoxiao hadn't settled down for a day, Fang Wenyuan wouldn't leave.

Outside Liuyun City, Fang Wenyuan dropped the Yufeng Boat on the ground, took out the Nine Horse Car, and acted as the coachman, while Su Xiaoxiao sat in the car. After all, this is the imperial capital, Su Xiaoxiao's father was killed by a traitor, and she naturally became a fugitive.

Although it has been six years, he has to be cautious, Fang Wenyuan doesn't want to get into trouble.

Rao was like this, Su Xiaoxiao's heart also began to float, and quietly lifted the curtains. Secretly looking at the streets on both sides.

After tossing and turning for half an hour, Fang Wenyuan and Su Xiaoxiao came to a magnificent mansion, next to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and their divine sense sensed that there was no one familiar with Su Xiaoxiao, so they could only leave with regret.

arrived at a palatial inn, planning to stay here first, and then start looking for her parents when Su Xiaoxiao is well rested.

As soon as the carriage stopped, several middle-aged men immediately approached and looked at Fang Wenyuan with playful eyes, and a woman walked out from behind them and said to Fang Wenyuan: "This little brother, this seat Lezhen, has taken a fancy to your carriage, I don't know if I can give it up?"

Fang Wenyuan smiled abruptly and said, "In the south of this southern Xinjiang, isn't there a Jindan monk? A small foundation building cultivator even claims to be this seat!"

This Le Zhen was stunned, his complexion changed several times, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Wenyuan's body, and said: "This seat is clumsy, I didn't even see it, you turned out to be a fellow practitioner! However, if you are so lonely and unheard, it seems that you must have lived in seclusion for a long time, and you don't know the changes in the outside world!"

The six men who were five big and three thick stared at Fang Wenyuan deadly, their eyes wandering on the carriage from time to time, revealing undisguised greed, it turned out that they had taken a fancy to the carriage.

Fang Wenyuan sneered, this woman was only in the late stage of foundation building, and the few men who followed him were only the highest Qi Refining Perfection, this kind of strength was not enough for him to pay attention to.

Looking at Fang Wenyuan's abrupt sneer, one of the men said unhappily: "Hey, boy, what about you, my master has taken a fancy to your carriage is your blessing, and you don't want to offer it with both hands!"

"Noise!" Fang Wenyuan's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice. In these words, there was a trace of the power of the magic technique, which hit the sea of consciousness of the man who spoke, and instantly made him faint to the ground and convulsed.

Fang Wenyuan didn't hurt the killer, he didn't want to be the demon lord in his dreams, he didn't want to make a mistake.

As the man fell, several people around him suddenly restrained their arrogance, and the pupils of Le Zhen, who was the leader, shrank. Rao is like this, Le Zhen did not let go of Fang Wenyuan, in her eyes, Fang Wenyuan's cultivation was just a foundation.

This was not because Fang Wenyuan deliberately concealed his cultivation, but because he had been calming down, and the aura he exuded was naturally much weaker. Le Zhen didn't dare to directly fall on Fang Wenyuan's body, and what he felt was even weaker.

After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is a great disrespect to directly fall on people. Doing so is a challenge.

And Fang Wenyuan's divine sense was strong, so he was confident that Le Zhen would not find out.

However, Le Zhen did not choose to make a move, but snorted coldly and left.

A small episode did not affect Fang Wenyuan's mood, seeing that no one in the city recognized Su Xiaoxiao, he was unscrupulous, and took Su Xiaoxiao out of the silk village, and with a heavy payment, he could get the tailor-made clothes the next day.

After eating something briefly, Fang Wenyuan took a drop of Su Xiaoxiao's blood, wanting to use the power of the blood to sense the place where her relatives were.

In the middle of the night, Fang Wenyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, stretched out his hand, and a drop of Su Xiaoxiao's blood flew out, hitting several Yuan forces in a row. The blood was hanging in the void, dripping and spinning, becoming more and more translucent, and there was a slight tremor.

As soon as his eyebrows moved, Fang Wenyuan increased the input of Yuan Force, this drop of blood seemed to be psychic, and it flew out of the window in an instant, and as soon as his body moved, Fang Wenyuan also disappeared, blending into the night.

As he vanished, a dim light flickered in a dark corner across the inn, followed by whispers between the two.

One of them said in a sharp voice, "The master said that if you know that this spirit bead flashes, it means that the person has left!"

The other man's voice was rough, and although he deliberately lowered his voice, he was loud and said, "Let's go quickly and get that woman here!"

The first person said, "That's true, but I don't know why the master sent the two of us, why didn't he send the Dharma Protector here, wouldn't it be more certain!"

The rough voice appeared again, and said: "The master does this, naturally she has a reason, let's not think about it, let's arrest that woman first!"

The lone star reflects the moon, the lanterns of the inn glow dimly, and there are occasionally a few chickens and dogs barking on the long street, which seems to be silent.

Su Xiaoxiao was immersed in sleep, as if she had dreamed of something beautiful, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth!

The two men in black quietly walked into the room, put the sleeping Su Xiaoxiao into a sack, and then jumped out of the window

In the west of the city, Fang Wen came to the slum and followed Su Xiaoxiao's blood to swim, half a ring, and came to a dilapidated courtyard.

In the darkness, a dim oil lamp supported the haggard faces of a gray-haired old man and an old woman. Fang Wenyuan glanced at it, and only felt that this person was seven points similar to Su Xiaoxiao.

The second elder sat at a dilapidated table, the old man seemed to have just come back from scavenging, talked about today's harvest with great interest, and took out half a fish.

He quickly took out three pairs of chopsticks, and the old man took advantage of the situation to clip the fish eyes to one of the pairs of chopsticks that no one used. The two were stunned at the same time, and then, the old man lamented, and the old woman secretly wept.

After a long time, the old man gently patted the old woman's back, looked at the lonely fish eyes in the pair of chopsticks that no one used, with a trace of reminiscence, and said with a wry smile: "I still remember that back then, when I was smiling with fish eyes, she asked me why I gave her this food."

The old woman choked up and said, "You are stupid, she is your daughter again, so she is naturally as stupid as you." Your favorite food is fish eyes, so you give the best you think to the person you love the most, it was me back then, and then our baby girl!"

In the words of the people, Fang Wenyuan knew that they were Su Xiaoxiao's parents, yes, the second elder who had fled had returned here, there must be other stories in it.

Fang Wenyuan didn't think about these, his mind kept echoing with the old woman's words: "You give the best you think to the person you love the most!"

He finally understood why Su Xiaoxiao would give him the fisheye clip every time, it turned out to be like this!

This quiet, graceful, virtuous woman was actually moved by her, and she hid it so deeply.

It turns out that love can sometimes be so deep.

This touched Fang Wenyuan's other feelings, and reminded him of the memories he didn't want to think of in the past, and Su Qing's face gradually became clear in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Su Qing's face became extremely clear, and at the same time, Fang Wenyuan's heart trembled, and a deep pain appeared from the bottom of his heart. Immediately, his qi and blood reversed, and he spit out a cloud of blood mist.

The price of slashing love is not to remind you of the feelings you have chopped, and every time you think about it, it is a painful torture.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan felt guilty about Su Xiaoxiao, it was an irreparable debt.

His favorite person, has died. And Xianfan is different, he naturally can't give Su Xiaoxiao a belonging, so he can't make up for Su Xiaoxiao's dedication to him.