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In April, the face of a child changes as soon as it is said.

Procrastinatingly, he finally fished out Zuo Hufa from the dungeon, Wu Yi, You Hufa and others rushed to Wuling Mountain.On the way, I happened to meet Feng Yan and the others.Knowing that Feng Gui has already contacted Ying Yi and the others, Wu Yi and the others are a little more confident about this trip.

Feng Yan has accumulated power for a long time, and this time he led the left and right guardians to return to the Tianshen sect, and those who were vacillating in the sect all defected one after another.In the end, the only ones fighting to the death were Yi Mingyun's confidantes, and those who took the initiative to join Yi Mingyun when they saw Feng Yan was weak.They can only go to the dark one way, Feng Yan will never forgive the betrayer.

Not long after Yi Mingyun ascended to the position of leader, his buttocks were thrown off before he sat on the hot chair.It lasted 37 days, creating a precedent for the shortest reign of the previous leader of the Tenjin Sect.

With the name of the Great Elder of the Heavenly God Sect, he had been famous for most of his life, but he was greedy and died under the sword of his own nephew.

The blood-stained sword pointed directly at Xun Huan's slender neck, and the right guardian looked at him with deep and complicated eyes.

As soon as Xun Huan grasped the tip of the sword, he clenched it tightly, even if the tendons in his fingers were severed, he didn't even notice it.Staring at the right guardian with resentment, like a ghost crawling out of hell, he asked sadly, "Do you know who the person I hate the most in this life?"

The sword-holding hand of the right guardian paused, but did not respond.And Xun Huan didn't expect him to answer, and continued on his own, "I thought he was the one I hated the most." Xun Huan glanced at Feng Gui who was standing beside Feng Yan.

"He has an appearance that even women would be jealous of, he has superb martial arts, he has a prominent family background, and his subordinates support him. He obviously has everything, but he still wants to take away my only love. people!"

"I hate him, I wish I could tear him to pieces!"

"If there is no him in this world, maybe..." Xun Huan looked back at Feng Yan habitually, and then said to himself lonely, "No possibility. Without him, there would be others, only me, never Possibly. I still remember Brother Changyi's words."

"Brother Changyi, I hate your ruthlessness, I hate your ruthlessness, but..." I raised my head and smiled at Feng Yan, "Thank you for firmly rejecting me. Thank you for taking care of me and treating me all these years." tolerate."

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to really hurt you. I'm just a little bit unwilling. I'm unwilling to be married but still a lonely family; I'm unwilling to be an outsider when we grow up together; Like a lady in the boudoir, obsessed with the love of her children..."

Xun Huan snapped off the tip of the sword violently, and plunged into the right guardian's chest with a backhand.

The right protector froze in place and did not respond, but the left protector who was watching reflexively slapped Xun Huan away, looking anxiously at the opponent's wounds.

"Cough cough," Xun Huan fell to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood from the boss, his vision was already blurred, but he still looked at Yi Zeming fixedly, "I, the person I hate the most, is you...coward, coward..."

Before the big mistake was made, Yi Zeming, as the great elder's nephew, did not stop him.When setting the time to seize the throne, Xun Huan had revealed some information to him, but he hesitated, flinched, and continued to stay in Shengjing as if he didn't know anything.

Knowing that she doesn't love her, but pedantically wanting to be responsible, she stubbornly married Xun Huan.They agreed to let go, keep each other warm, never leave, but turned and left mercilessly.

Not daring to love, not daring to hate, what is the difference between living with the sword in his hand?

bang-

The sword in Yi Zeming's hand fell to the ground, with a dazed look on his face.

With a long sigh, Feng Yan walked to the side of Zuo Dharma, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Take Jing Yuan to treat the wound first."

"Yeah." Ji Ning felt uncomfortable because of today's commotion.A few months ago, he was still happy that his good brother finally had a home, but now he died and was injured, it is really unpredictable in the world.

Supporting Yi Zeming who seemed to have lost his soul, Ji Ning racked his brains to comfort him: "Don't pay too much attention to his words. He is suffering in his heart, and he is inevitably a little cynical. He doesn't understand your embarrassment..."

"No." Yi Zeming suddenly interrupted him, mocking himself, "He's right, I'm a coward. The one who really doesn't understand me is you."

He was bullied out of nowhere, if it wasn't for the fact that he was injured, Ji Ning would have left him on the road long ago.

After everything was over, the Tenjin Sect was back on track.

After Xun Huan's body was restrained, Feng Yan ordered someone to bury him in a rich manner, and the tomb was chosen near the graveyard of Xun Huan's parents.As for Yi Mingyun, in the end, for the sake of the right protector, he was buried in a low-key manner next to the Yi family's ancestral grave.

After the funeral, Yi Zeming resigned from his position as the guardian of the right law, and went to the rivers and lakes alone.In the first year or two, it was frequently reported in the world that there was a cold-faced sword master who specialized in killing corrupt officials.More than ten years later, there was no news about him in the Jianghu, only a legend remained, which became the shadow in the hearts of many officials.

Regardless of Yi Zeming's choice, the leader finally stretched out his claws to Feng Gui again.

On June [-]th, the leader of the Tenjin religion got married.

Feng Yan couldn't bear to wrong Fenggui, so he made an exception and held an unprecedented wedding: regardless of the marriage, both parties attended as the groom.

With a thin red shirt, bright eyes and bright teeth, Feng Gui took the hand of the leader and walked slowly into the hall.Respectfully tell the world, blood is an alliance, the sea is dry and the rock is rotten, and the love will not change, and the white head will spend the rest of my life together.

The pepper room is warm, the acacia flowers are fragrant, and the figures in the goose pear tent are swaying.After drinking the Hejin wine, Feng Yan gently brushed away the broken hair on Feng Gui's forehead, "Ah Feng, I am very happy."

"Me too." Feng Gui replied seriously, nodding slightly, as if shy.

Fingertips opened Feng Gui's lapel, and was about to go further, but Feng Gui held down his paws with malicious intentions, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Feng Yan looked down at him suspiciously.

Taking a silk juniper flower from the bedside vase, Feng Gui frowned slightly, "Looking at this delicate and beautiful flower, I am reminded of someone's bad behavior of bullying others back then." You have only two choices tonight. One, be obedient and submissive Be the person of this seat; two, the bone is broken...'"

Feng Yan blocked Feng Gui's conversation with a kiss, if he asked the other party to count down his original crimes like this, he would never think about it tonight.

But Feng Gui was not so easy to fool, he bit him hard, pushed him away, turned his face coldly, and said in displeasure: "Why, I don't like it, you still want to use force again?"

"Don't dare." Feng Yan immediately denied it.

"Duplicity." Feng Gui pouted, and suggested, "How about we play a game, ask each other questions, and the one who answers can only tell the truth. You ask first."

Feng Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Who was the person you were loyal to before? Did he ever make things difficult for you?"

"You have two questions." Feng Gui glared at him, but still replied, "No."

Is it someone who has no allegiance, or is there no embarrassment?

Before Feng Yan could figure out what it meant, he heard Feng Gui's question, "Where is the Jiuzhuan Celestial Art?"

"Is that why you came to Tianshen Cult?" Feng Yan's expression moved slightly.

Feng Gui met the other party's probing gaze, and admitted without hesitation, "Yes."

"Is it necessary to get it?"

"Yes."

Without further questioning, Feng Yan explained in an unhurried manner, "Nine-turn Heavenly God Kung Fu is a mental method that can only be practiced by the leader of my Heavenly God Sect. There is no rubbing, and it was passed down orally by successive leaders. There are three parts and nine levels of mental methods. , you must remember..."

Feng Yan didn't hide his secrets, and taught Feng Gui all his thoughts.The night dew was heavy, Feng Yan held Feng Gui in his arms, and whispered, "Take your mind for the antidote. Remember, nothing else is important, I only want you to be well."

Burying her head into Feng Yan's arms sullenly, Feng Gui bit her lower lip lightly, silently saying sorry in her heart.

The next day, the leader's wife was lost.

Feng Yan searched all over Wuling Mountain, but he couldn't find Feng Gui, so he left without saying goodbye.The leader seemed to be insane, and issued a wanted arrest warrant.He vowed to dig three feet into the ground and find him.

However, one month passed, two months passed, and three months later, there was no news about Feng Gui.

The leader, who gradually lost his patience, made the Tianshen Cult repeatedly provoke Feng Gui's former subordinates, Ying Yi and the others.He also hit Luofeng Villa repeatedly.Feng Yan once suspected that the owner of Luofeng Villa was the one who kidnapped Fenggui, now that Fenggui is missing, he will naturally not let this person go.

"Villa Master, Young Master, it's not good, people from the Devil's Cult have hit the door again!"

The servants ran to report in a panic.

Luo Zimo rubbed his brows, looked at his brother who was drinking tea calmly, and said tiredly: "Brother Zifeng, I don't want to embarrass you, and you don't embarrass me, okay? I don't want to learn that exercise."

"This matter is not discussed." Luo Zifeng was equally stubborn.

"I'd rather die after hearing the truth, than rely on this exercise to earn a meager living, let alone agree with you to make such a big sacrifice for me!" Luo Zimo was really going to die of anger from his brother.

Yes, he has a heart disease, and was judged by a miracle doctor that he would not live to be sixteen, but he would never let brother Zifeng spend his whole life in cultivation in order to survive, and thus cut off his martial arts path.

"Villa Master, Young Master, something is wrong, the leader of the Demon Cult has called in!" The servant reported again, and just as he finished speaking this time, a strong man was thrown in and fell on the servant. Can't get up.

As soon as Feng Yan broke in, he set his eyes on Luo Zimo, and greeted him with a palm.

Luo Zimo couldn't dodge the palm with six levels of skill.

Luo Zifeng's long sword came out, defusing the palm for him, and at the same time, it also attracted Feng Yan's gaze.

"Brother!" Luo Zimo shouted anxiously, and saw the two of them flying out of the house.Immediately followed and chased them out, those two people came and went, masters fought each other, he couldn't get in at all, he could only stand aside and watch.After watching for a while, I found that brother Zifeng had the upper hand, so I felt a little relieved.It was only then that I remembered that brother Zifeng's martial arts were better than that of the leader, so there was nothing to worry about.

After thinking for a moment, he secretly backed away and slipped out through the back door.Before leaving, he left a note saying that he was planning to go on a long sea trip and would not be back in the near future.

The two of them who were fighting fiercely didn't notice Luo Zimo's departure.Feng Yan should be annoyed at being suppressed by the other party, but for some reason, he always feels that the other party is somewhat familiar.

Although the number of sword moves is different, the voice is different, and the temperament is different, but...

With a false move, Feng Yan seized the opportunity, risking a hole in his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to lift the opponent's mask.

When the point of the sword pierced through his clothes, Luo Zifeng stopped his strength in time.

Snapped--

The mask falls.

"Ah Feng..." Feng Yan looked at him stupidly.

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