Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Everyone followed An Xiaoyu's gaze, and they saw a white-clothed Shengxue, plump and handsome man coming with his hands behind his back, holding a sword!

Apart from Jiang Feng, there was no one else here.

And when Jiang Feng saw An Xiaoyu who hadn't seen him for just a day, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He had experienced so many things in this day.

"I am back."

A simple sentence made An Xiaoyu's eyes blush.

During the day of waiting for Jiang Feng's return, no one knew how much she was suffering. She was afraid that she would forget Jiang Feng's existence again.

At that time, does anyone really remember that Taoist Jiang Feng?

An Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Just come back, let's go back quickly! Because you have delayed a lot of things!"

Jiang Feng smiled warmly and nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Immediately, without much hesitation, he used his spiritual power to activate the void mirror again.

The space channel was opened again, and Elder Feng Qingyang drove the flying boat into the space channel, and it only took a moment to return to the clan.

After half an hour.

Huangtian Zhanzhou appeared directly above Daotian Sword Sect, and everyone showed joyful expressions, because it can be said that there were no casualties during this trip.

In the eyes of the elders, it was the demon god who almost destroyed the Great Xia Dynasty 500 years ago, but was easily suppressed by their suzerain.

"Elders, you should go back to your respective peaks first. This time everyone has contributed a lot, and this Suzerain has decided to hold a celebration banquet!"

The second half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Feng Qingyang.

"Sovereign Master is right, such a big victory should indeed be celebrated with a celebration banquet."

"It's all thanks to the suzerain that I was able to kill the demon god Aisel completely, and the role of us old guys is insignificant."

"It really should be more festive, and let everyone in the sect know about it."

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When the elders heard the news that the celebration banquet was going to be held, they all expressed different opinions, but An Xiaoyu probably still wanted to see what Feng Qingyang meant.

Feng Qingyang, as the elder in charge of various affairs in the sect, is more like the suzerain than An Xiaoyu most of the time.

Seeing An Xiaoyu looking at him expectantly, Feng Qingyang said helplessly: "Well, our sect really needs a celebration banquet to celebrate the death of the Demon God."

He knew that he had to deal with all the big and small matters of the celebration banquet by himself.

As for An Xiaoyu, the suzerain, he should not be counted on.

"Elder Feng, my suzerain did not misunderstand you. I have left everything for the celebration banquet to you. I have other things to deal with!"

After finishing speaking, An Xiaoyu took Jiang Feng's hand and left.

In the eyes of most elders, An Xiaoyu has always been such a eccentric, so it's not surprising that she took Jiang Feng's hand and left.

However, Feng Qingyang always felt weird.

"Sovereign, she...does she have some ulterior secret with Jiang Feng?"

……

the other side.

Jiang Feng was forced to ride An Xiaoyu's flying sword, and went back with her to... Purple Bamboo Peak? ? ?

"Xiao Yu, what are you doing at Zizhu Peak?"

An Xiaoyu didn't answer Jiang Feng's question, but brought him to Ji Ziyue's cave, as if she wanted to see Ji Ziyue.

At this time, Jiang Feng roughly understood what she meant.

An Xiaoyu probably wanted to see with her own eyes whether Ji Ziyue had recovered her previous memories, that is, those pictures that existed deep in his memory.

"Xiao Yu, this kind of thing cannot be forced."

Jiang Feng knew very well that Ji Ziyue probably didn't recover her memory.

Although he didn't understand the mechanism of restoring memory, for example, An Xiaoyu just defeated the demon god together with him, and quickly recovered his memory.

But as his master, Ji Ziyue, the two have been together for three full years, and their favorability is still a pitiful forty points...

"Uncle Taoist, what are you talking about?"

An Xiaoyu didn't seem to understand the meaning of Jiang Feng's words, she still led him to Ji Ziyue's cave, and soon reached the barrier.

"Sister Ziyue, I'm here to see you! Guess who I brought back?"

"Xiao Yu, come in."

Ji Ziyue's voice was not too turbulent, as if she was concentrating on doing something, but the barrier in front of her had already been opened.

The expression on An Xiaoyu's face suddenly became serious.

Uh... what's the matter?
Looking at An Xiaoyu's expression change, Jiang Feng felt a little baffled. It was not the first time he met Ji Ziyue, so why was he nervous?
It seems... She still thinks that Ji Ziyue will recover her memory.

The two of them walked through the deep passage and reached the deepest point in no time.

Ji Ziyue sat on a chair with a stand for drawing in front of her.

And by the looks of it, she's painting!
There was a warning sign in An Xiaoyu's heart. Ji Ziyue didn't have the habit of drawing before. Did she also recover her memory?
"Sister Ziyue, are you painting?"

Ji Ziyue put down the paintbrush in her hand and looked in An Xiaoyu's direction.

"Yes, not long ago, I suddenly discovered that I seem to have a talent in this area."

"So...letting Youwei teach me how to paint, it can be regarded as a small success!"

"You guys came at the right time. I spent a whole day drawing a portrait of you, Xiaoyu. Come and see how the painting is going!"

Although Ji Ziyue behaved calmly, she must still be looking forward to someone's comments on her paintings.

"let me see!"

An Xiaoyu forgot the nervousness before, and ran over with a smile.

However, when she saw her portrait, the smile froze on her face in an instant.

An Xiaoyu pointed at the painting in disbelief, and asked, "Sister Ziyue, are you sure that the little person holding the candied haws is me?"

"Why... Xiaoyu, are you questioning my aesthetics?"

Ji Ziyue showed a kind smile, as if An Xiaoyu would encounter unimaginable horror if she dared to question her paintings casually.

"Woooooooo~~~~"

An Xiaoyu wanted to cry but had no choice but to keep silent.

Is it that ugly?

Jiang Feng also came over curiously, wanting to see the paintings by Ji Ziyue, which was the first new thing since the beginning of the world.

When he saw the painting, he was also stunned.

"Disciple, how about the master's painting?"

Ji Ziyue seemed to care more about Jiang Feng's opinion, but An Xiaoyu's feelings were not that important.

"Pfft... I think it looks pretty good!"

Jiang Feng wasn't lying. Although Ji Ziyue's paintings were a bit naive and far from the level of a master, they matched An Xiaoyu's temperament perfectly!

I saw that An Xiaoyu in the painting was completely a Q version.

With a ball head, wearing a cheongsam, holding a candied haws in his hand, he doesn't look very smart.

I'm so happy!