Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

A clear whistle resounded through the sky.

The voice went straight into the sky, full of resentment.

Gongyilin yelled angrily, so he bent down and put his arms around Kunpeng's neck, holding tightly to him and not letting go.

"Scream, no one will come to save you even if you scream, hahaha!"

Of course, this sentence can only be thought in the heart. Facing the furious Kunpeng, Gongyilin shut his mouth in a particularly cowardly manner, and slowly moved onto Kunpeng's back.

Hovering at high speed without any dead angle, circling the mountain 180 times, turning over 360 degrees, the angry Kunpeng increased his speed to the highest level. The most important hairstyle is also blown up high.

Weakly stretched out his little finger and hooked it, trying to curl up a handful of Kunpeng's feathers so that they would not fall off.

The four great beasts of heaven and earth, dragon, phoenix, tortoise, and tiger, among them, the character of the dragon is the closest to the fierce beast, violent and protective, and it is also the most unoffensive lineage among the four great beasts, and Kunpeng, the most expensive beast, usually It's deserted, but it's a giant dragon, and I don't want to be an enemy unless it is absolutely necessary.

Now someone dares to ride on Kunpeng's neck, just as Huolongju thought, even if he dies, such a feat will definitely be recorded in the history of the cultivation world and passed down from generation to generation by countless practitioners.

Exhausting his last bit of strength, Gong Yilin grabbed a feather and showed a helpless smile.

"Catch, catch."

Just for a moment, Qinghe was really murderous, but looking at Gongyilin who was foolishly grabbing one of his feathers at this time, his anger was gradually extinguished strangely. He glanced at Huolongju, who immediately understood and softened. Gongyilin, who had turned into a puddle of mud, barely climbed onto the back of the fire dragon horse, and his last words before passing out were: "Don't sing again."

Yecheng, the imperial capital

The girls passing by all blushed, and when they walked past the restaurant, they couldn't help slowing down, just to catch a glimpse of the young man upstairs.

With a handsome face and that ethereal temperament, one look can make people sink.

A daring girl walked into the restaurant and was about to go up to the second floor, when suddenly a waiter from the shop came over with a strange expression on her face, and handed the girl a piece of paper, "Just now the young master upstairs asked me to give it to you in purple clothes in an hour. The girl from the building."

The waiter in the shop had a strange expression on his face after saying this, the girl was the daughter of a rich family, and the young man said he was here to sell vegetables, no matter how you look at it, the two of them didn't seem to have any intersection.

The girl in purple was also puzzled, opened the note, and wrote four words on it: Refuse to strike up a conversation.

Immediately, she blushed angrily, stomped her feet and walked out.

Upstairs was Bian Feichen. He was playing with a piece of tortoise shell and looked at the sky, "Interesting, the hexagram calculated just now is clearly sunny, but now the wind is getting stronger and there are signs of rain." .”

"I don't care, I want this!" A child downstairs lingered in front of the stall and took a fancy to one of the swords.

"Let's go." The woman beside him tugged him impatiently.

"I don't, I want to buy this for my father, who is the most powerful swordsman."

The woman's complexion suddenly softened, and she began to talk about the price of the sword with the stall owner.

Looking at this scene, Bian Feichen couldn't help but smile.

Tianfeng 27 years

"This is the best sable fur. I will make a shawl for my adoptive father when I go back." The young man was in high spirits, holding up the sable fur in his hand.

"Master," the old slave beside him was not as happy for him as before, and his expression was faintly worried.

"Lin Bo, what's wrong with you? But you don't feel well?"

"Master." Lin Bo's eyes were a little sour, "The prince's son was found a few days ago."

Although Bian Feichen was only 15 years old at this time, he had already been on the battlefield. He was open-minded and handsome. He smiled and said, "This is a good thing. Why does Lin Bo look a little sad?"

He looked around, and some accompanying attendants just lowered their heads lower.

These people have all entered the palace since they were young, and have tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships, so they naturally think a little longer.

"That's all," Lin Bo looked at him, "Master just needs to remember that no matter when the old slave is on the master's side."

Bian Feichen seemed to have thought of what he was worried about, and waved his hand, "Don't worry, Uncle Lin, everything that belongs to Feichen is given by his adoptive father, and I have no intention of fighting for everything in the palace."

After finishing speaking, he rode his horse back to the house.

"It's ridiculous, you have neither nurtured me nor fulfilled your responsibilities as a father, why should I call you father?" Before entering the mansion, I heard a childish and stubborn voice coming from inside.

"Cer, no matter what, I am your father and king."

Bian Feichen stopped in his tracks, thinking that there was a time when he couldn't help calling "Father King", and his adoptive father who had always loved him immediately turned black and ignored him for a whole month.

"I'm not your father, don't call me wrong again."

But now, the only person in this world who is qualified to call out the phrase "Father King" is so disdainful of these two words.

Bian Feichen took a deep breath, raised his smiling face, and walked in as if nothing had happened, "Father, I'm back."

Bai Mo raised his head when he heard his voice. He was only 37 years old this year, with a handsome face and an aura that no one could ignore.

"You're back," his voice was a little tired, but the fierceness remained undiminished, "By the way, this is yours..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy, "Father? You already have sons, why do you want me back?"

Bian Feichen frowned when he heard this, and stepped forward to persuade him: "This statement is unavoidably biased. The adoptive father has never had another child because of you, and he has never given up looking for you for so many years."

"This is the sincerity you asked me to come back to show." The young man ignored him, sneered, and pointed at Feichen beside him, "Ask an outsider to teach me?"

Outsiders...?

Bian Feichen raised his head, seeing that Bai Mo didn't deny it, he felt sore.

……

"Guest officer, this wing is already occupied."

The memory was interrupted by the sound, Bian Feichen came back to his senses, Yuemo guessed who it was, and said: "It's my friend, please come in."

The waiter outside the door heaved a sigh of relief. The customer who insisted on going in was wearing expensive clothes. If he made up his mind to go in, he might not be able to stop him.

"How's the vegetable selling?" Gongyilin walked in, thinking he was sitting opposite Feichen.

"Originally, I was going to set up a stall," Bian Feichen showed a regretful expression, "I didn't expect the divination to be wrong, and there might be heavy rain afterwards. Senior, why is his face so pale?"

Gong Yilin waved his hand, obviously he didn't want to talk about this topic, what could he say, could it be that he was cheap, sang when he disagreed with him, and was almost thrown from the sky and died?

Looking out of the window, the sky was indeed gloomy. Gong Yilin glanced at the little bird on his shoulder, and guessed that the heavy rain had something to do with it's behavior of causing the clouds just now.

"Since you've come to Yecheng," he said intentionally or unintentionally, "won't you go back and see your old friends?"

Bai Mo did not pass away, seeing Bian Feichen's appearance before, the two inevitably had some love-hate entanglement.

"No hurry, I'll pay homage to an old friend first." Bian Feichen took the cup and drank the wine inside.