Villain: Auntie, you don’t want your sisters to know about this, right?

The spring breeze blows through the door for three hours.

The last critical ten seconds.

Because of Zhao Churan's pregnancy, Feng Liu had a bold idea... to spread his ideas.

So he didn't pull it out.

In Dugu Mingyu's forgetfulness.

He secretly scattered the seeds, hoping to see if they might sprout in the future.

By the time both of them calmed down, it was already night.

Feng Liu sat up, feeling light and refreshed and full of energy.

It has to be said that the combination of yin and yang in Taoist dual cultivation is indeed of great benefit to his cultivation.

Even after fighting bloody battles for so long, he was still more energetic than at the beginning.

It's like, they are their own power bank.

Then the Fengliu plan failed.

"Huh? Why still not?"

He muttered in confusion.

What about fate?

"Nothing?"

At this time, Dugu Mingjue's lazy voice sounded.

Feng Liu calmed down his expression, but still looked provocative, "Is Taoist master still satisfied with his first night?"

Dugu Mingjue's face turned red and she glared at him angrily.

But how smart she was, she didn't let Feng Liu change the subject, but continued to ask: "Did you just say something?"

"It's nothing."

Feng Liu said lightly.

Dugu Mingyu looked at the two drops of red sheets.

"Isn't this a poor thing?!"

There was some grievance on her face, as if she was worried that Feng Liu would think that she was not innocent.

Feng Liu said helplessly: "That's not what I meant."

"Poverty understands."

Dugu Mingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and his aggrieved voice turned cold, "Do you think fate is on me, so you lied to me to practice dual cultivation with you?"

The master of the Taoist sect's insight was astonishing, and he still couldn't hide it.

Feng Liu raised his eyebrows, but actually it didn't matter if he knew.

"The Taoist Master is extremely intelligent, but I am indeed still one step behind."

"Who said you're still bad?" Dugu Mingyu retorted immediately.

This time it was Feng Liu's turn to be confused, "My destiny is already perfect?"

"nonsense!"

Dugu Mingyu was so angry that the truth fluctuated.

This guy actually took his most precious thing away because he was looking for destiny!

And just a few times, I had lost control of my expression in front of Feng Liu.

Now she felt like crying.

"Didn't you already take away Chu Ran's destiny? How can our Taoist sect get a second destiny?"

Dugu Mingyu asked again and again.

She had reminded Zhao Churan before.

It doesn't matter who the Lord of Destiny is, who she chooses is the key.

Because Zhao Churan contains the destiny of this era.

Whoever gets her will get destiny.

In the end, this kid didn’t know?

Dugu Mingyu's words awaken the dreamer.

Feng Liu understood.

It turns out that the seven destiny belongs to Zhao Churan and his six sisters. The seven destiny does not refer to the seven sisters, but to the seven heroines in the imperial city in the book.

So what he gained from Ning Wenwan was another kind of strength.

"I see."

Feng Liu suddenly realized it, but felt a little embarrassed.

Could it be that he gave it to Dugu Mingyu for nothing.

"It's a loss! I'm a loss!"

Feng Liu looked innocent, which made Dugu Mingyu even more angry.

"What do you mean! What did you suffer from, Pindao!"

If Dugu Mingyu hadn't been calm enough, he might have cried by now.

In terms of body shape, she has a slender waist and a charming figure.

In terms of skin, although she is a bit older than Feng Liu, she is breakable, cold white and smooth.

Regarding other things, she is pure and pure, and she is the master of the Taoist sect.

Why do you, Fengliu, look like you're at a disadvantage now?

Seeing the look in Dugu Mingyu's eyes that almost wanted to kill him, Feng Liu coughed dryly and said, "Ahem, what, Taoist master, calm down, you and I are doing this all for the sake of Chu Ran."

Dugu Mingyu heard his disciple's name.

His eyes flickered.

"You are not allowed to tell Chu Ran about this!"

Her expression quickly returned to its original state.

"Also, since Pindao lost the bet, he will keep his promise. As long as you ask, Pindao will cooperate. You don't have to be so troublesome and talk about love at first sight!"

With that said, Dugu Mingjue got up and dressed directly, returning to his cold, arrogant and aloof Taoist demeanor.

"The bet has been fulfilled. You and I owe each other nothing. Farewell!"

Feng Liu didn't hold back, but stood up, put on his clothes, and lit a cigarette in front of the mirror.

In the smoke, the corner of his mouth raised.

"Don't tell Chu Ran? Tao Master, you don't want your disciple to know about this, right?"

He had already thought up the lines for the next time he wanted to revisit Dugu Mingyu's hometown.

However, Fengliu quickly regained his composure.

To him, women were always just a spice of life.

Career is the core.

"It turns out that I have perfected the seven destiny a long time ago, and I have taken all the first blood. There is no way for others to take them away."

Feng Liu was thinking.

There was a slight turbulence in the smoke's floating trajectory.

"murderous look?"

Feng Liu flicked his cigarette butt away and turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window.

After Dugu Minjue left, six figures suddenly appeared on the eaves of the courtyard, like ghosts.

They were all dressed in black, and the evil aura emanating from their bodies was terrifying.

Astonishingly, he is a powerful person at the level of the six great masters of transformation!

Although the skills of these people are not as good as Xiao Junlin's back then, they are not far behind. Especially their numbers can scare an individual to death even in the international arena.

They were cultivated by Emperor Shitian, who had been the Buddha Lord for hundreds of years, and were their biggest trump card.

"Why did you guys stay up so late at night and come to my house? Are you looking for death?"