Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 47
When flying on the water, Fuchen turned his head and taunted the elder brother, "Can't catch me! Can't catch me!"

Turning his head, he was hit on the head by a branch that grew out.

"oops!"

The floating dust flying in a straight line was knocked out of the angle and fell down.Just in front of the Grand Canyon, the waterfall flows straight down.

When falling down, the flying sword went straight through, piercing through Fuchen's back collar, and slowing down the speed of landing.

The Qingyun sword strung the floating dust and turned a corner, bringing people in front of Qingyun.

The floating dust is like meat on an iron skewer, not daring to move.She couldn't guarantee that if she moved wildly, whether the sword light would pierce her poor neck.

"Hee hee." Fu Chen greeted Qing Yun with an awkward smile, showing his eight teeth.

Qingyun's face was gloomy, his eyes were like stars in the dark night, his eyes were drawn out with a trace, he was a bit disgusted, he threw his sleeves and went back.

Qingyunjian took the "prisoner" Fuchen and followed behind.

Return to the top of Qingyun Mountain again.

Fuchen fell to the ground, and as soon as he straightened his upper body, the sword touched his neck, full of threats.

"I'm back." Qing Kong greeted with a smile, the teacup in front of the table bottomed out, and the feather fan was placed on the table.Fox eyes smiled, waiting for the show again.

Fuchen raised his head, and Qingyun stood tall with white hair and green clothes, noble and cold, still as inconspicuous as a sword, with its sharp edge self-absorbed; dazzling like a sword, hard to hide its sharpness.

A born fairy.

The fairy reached out.

Fu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, subconsciously put his hand on it—it was opened without any courtesy.

"Futu Pagoda." Qingyun emphasized.

Fuchen shook his head silently.

Qingyun took out something and threw it on Fuchen.

Fuchen turned around and wanted to escape, but was slapped vigorously by Qingyun Sword, hitting the entrance—the next moment, his vision was completely dark.

"Hey." Fuchen sighed and was locked in the tower.Touch the neck, viscous liquid, bleeding.

It was dark night everywhere, and no light could be felt.

"Just reflect on it in the pagoda. When are you willing to hand over the Futu Pagoda, and when will you be released?" Qingyun's voice sounded like a bell, coming from outside the pagoda.

At the same time, a faint light appeared in the tower.Everything is visible all around.

In the center is a futon, which can be used for meditation and practice.

No bed, no table, three futons are everything.

Looking up, there is darkness, like a night with stars hidden.I just don't know if there are any stars.

Fuchen obediently sat on the futon, closed his eyes and meditated, Qing Yunjian's sword energy was domineering.She needs the sword wound repaired.

This villain is very innocent.

He didn't do any bad things, and he took the world as his responsibility.He has worked hard all his life and devoted himself to practicing and ascending.

Don't make grudges with others, don't compete with others, be indifferent to fame and fortune, and keep your own heart.

Logically speaking, such a person should never be a villain.

However, if you don't compete with others, someone will follow you.

Fu Chen calmly thought about the whole thing: the "Liu He World" as the "Upper Realm (Heaven Realm)" is already overcrowded, all kinds of resources are occupied by various forces, and the rights and interests are fixed.As a result, the ambitious set their sights on the "Three Mountains World" in the lower realm.

There are not many resources in the "Three Mountains World".

People in the lower realm can break through the boundaries of the world and fly to the upper realm.

People in the upper realm have no openings, so they can go down.Even if he went to the human world to cross the catastrophe, his cultivation would still be banned.

This is the protection of the lower realm, but also the restriction of the upper realm.

However, they set their sights on the opening of Ascension from the Lower Realm.

Once someone breaks through the boundary and opens the opening, the ambitious people will go retrograde and search for resources.And they, who are already strong, can break through the limit and fly back at any time.

As the suzerain of Tianyi Sect, the number one sect in the world in the "Three Mountains World", Qingyun is the person who is most likely to break through the boundaries.

In fact, he is almost the only one who can break through the boundaries and ascend to the upper realm.

The whole world is one world's invasion and engulfment of another world.

Qingyun is just a poor unlucky guy who happened to be targeted.

Floating dust suppressed the grievances, calmed down, and after thinking about it: It is useless to stop Qingyun from soaring.Ambitious people cannot be driven away without a stick.

A little light suddenly appeared in the tower, and there was a slender silhouette in the light, and there was a familiar atmosphere.

"Brother!" Fu Chen smiled and stood up.

Qingyun came over, with gentle eyes, and patted his head.

Fuchen put his hands on his back, turned his head affectionately, put his hands together, raised his head and asked with a smile, "Will senior brother come to accompany me?"

"En." Qingyun squeaked, his thumb slid to his neck, and he withdrew his sword energy bit by bit.He took out another medicine bottle.

A cold feeling came from the neck.

Fuchen accepted the favor with a smile, and was not surprised by Senior Brother Qingyun's company.

This has been the case from childhood to adulthood, as long as there is time, the senior brother will definitely supervise the cultivation in person.

Qingyun sat down and meditated.

He was seriously injured and has not fully recovered.In terms of cultivation, it is impossible not to have a hundred years.

Fuchen lay down, staring at Senior Brother Qingyun's white hair, wrapping his hands in circles, wondering what he was thinking.

Qingyun closed his eyes and meditated, as quiet as a statue.

Fuchen got up, lay his head on Qingyun's knee, stared at Qingyun's face, and asked, "Brother, do you believe me?"

The voice was light and agile, and was absorbed by the wide tower without echoing.

No one answered.

The air flow turned back and forth, Qing Yunfang opened his eyes and rubbed her head, "Are you carrying too much?"

Gentle as always.

It is worthy of being a fairy who "sees it like the sun and looks like the cloud".

He knows everything and understands everything.

Fuchen smiled lightly, leaned his face on the crook of his arms, and remained silent.

Qingyun still rubbed her head, comforting her.

Fu Chen said, "Senior brother, you won't regret it in the future, accepting me as a junior sister?"

Qingyun laughed lightly.As if laughing, "You know it's difficult to take care of yourself", but still said, "No".

Fuchen changed direction, stared at Qingyun, and asked casually, "Then what if I let senior brother take me again? Will it cause a headache? Are you still willing?"

Qingyun raised his head, his gentle smile never disappeared, his eyes were long, and he looked like he was thinking seriously.

Half pay, he shook his head.

"Take it again, you will definitely have a headache." The clear and watery voice slowly spread, "The warmth and happiness when getting along is also unforgettable."

"So, I won't be unwilling."

Fuchen listened quietly, the light in his eyes flickered, dripping into beads.Such as eating peaches. "Thanks."

Qingyun pulled him up, approached him, looked at each other, and said seriously, "Floating dust. You are small. Since we are still here, we don't need you to support us."

Sure enough, he understood everything.

Fu Chen smiled, "Brother, you can't carry everything on your back."

Suddenly solemn, looking directly at Qingyun, "Brother, are you willing to be the sword in my hand? Listen to my order?"

Qingyun's gaze searched Fuchen's eyes several times, and then he left easily, "Tell me about your plan."

The floating dust made a formula, and the Xingluo chessboard appeared at the feet of the two of them.Finally, the silver light emitted by the criss-crossing chessboard illuminated the faces of the two.

"I want to limit the battlefield to my chessboard."

　This story is almost over.There will be an episode.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)