Master's Ultimate Master

"Mr. Wuchang?"

"Vandu??"

Xuan Yi came back to his senses and tried to struggle.However, Fandu hugged him too tightly, his hands were tightly wrapped around his waist like cold iron, and he couldn't move at all.

Xuan Yi felt speechless, why did Fan Du suddenly go crazy?He raised his head and stared at the roof.After a while, he felt the strength in his waist loosen, and hurriedly lowered his head, just in time for Fandu to raise his head from his shoulder, his cold thin lips brushed the side of his face vaguely, all the way up.

Xuan Yi took a breath, and hurriedly leaned his upper body back, away from the opponent.

"Mr. Wuchang, are you... are you bewitched by an evil spirit?"

Fandu remained silent, stared at him deeply, and after a while, slowly let go, his dark eyes were saddened, his expression was desolate, his lips were pressed tightly, and he looked away expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Xuan Yi's heart tightened for no reason, and he felt a dull pain.

"That... I'm not..."

He was about to explain when a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"Changqi, are you there? It's me."

It's Ye Fengshuang!

Xuan Yi was taken aback, what did Ye Fengshuang come to find Fandu at night?He glanced in the direction of the door, and then at Fandu.

Since there was no light in the room, in the pitch darkness, I could only see two star-like eyes falling on me.Xuan Yi could clearly feel that Fandu was angry because of his excessive disgust just now.In fact, he didn't hate it, but...

He approached Fandu and lowered his voice: "Do you want to open the door? Ye Fengshuang may be looking for you for something."

Fandu lowered his eyes and said coldly: "You want me to drive?"

Xuan Yi didn't think much, and was about to nod, when suddenly, a cluster of sparks exploded from his right hand.Someone sent him a burning talisman.It's Huan Zhen!

Xuan Yi was surprised and delighted, Huan Zhen looked for him, explaining that he had already got the spirit sealing bag.This kid is pretty fast.A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Wuchang, Huanzhen got the mask. You hold Ye Fengshuang here, and I will take the opportunity to check into the formation."

Fandu didn't answer, Xuan Yi couldn't see his expression clearly, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continued: "This opportunity must not be missed. Mr. Wuchang, do you understand what I mean?"

Fandu remained silent.Xuan Yifu added to his heart, "Don't worry, I will protect myself. If I encounter danger, I will notify you."

Fandu finally spoke, concise and clear, he said: "Be careful."

Xuan Yi smiled: "Then I went to open the door?"

Fandu: "Yes."

Xuan Yi took two steps toward the door, and stopped suddenly. Fan Du hesitated, his lips moved slightly, and was about to ask, when Xuan Yi suddenly turned around, opened his arms, and hugged him.

Fandu froze.

Xuan Yi rested his head on his chest and said with a smile, "I've always been here." This was a response to what Fan Du said just now.As for why Xuan Yi did this, even he himself didn't know.He just thought it should be done.When Fandu hugged him, it gave people the feeling that he had carried too much and was lonely all the year round, and needed to find someone who could listen to him.Such an impermanent gentleman makes people feel inexplicably distressed.

Xuan Yi only said this sentence, not because he had nothing to say, but because he couldn't speak anymore.His ear was attached to Fandu's heart, and he didn't hear any heart beating for a long time.His heart sank suddenly, his whole body was icy cold, his eyes moved up very slowly.

Fandu would avoid looking at him.

Xuan Yi swallowed hard, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he murmured: "Why?"

Fandu didn't speak, his cold fingertips brushed past his eyes, and gently pushed him away.Xuan Yi knew his intentions, now is not the time to speak, there are still many things waiting for them to do.Anyway, he spent enough time with Fandu, and he will ask in detail after he leaves Fuyingxian Pavilion.Thinking about it, he tried his best to calm down.

Not long after, the door opened, and Ye Fengshuang's exquisite face appeared under the bright moonlight.

Xuan Yi said: "Sect Master Ye has something to do with Master?"

Ye Fengshuang looked past him and landed on Fandu. She brushed her sideburns and said, "Changqi, there is something I want to talk to you about."

As she spoke, her gaze swept across Xuan Yi's face, her attitude was self-evident.Xuan Yi knew what was going on, and said: "I don't dare to disturb you, so I will leave now."

After speaking, he bowed to the two of them, and before he left, he looked deeply at Fandu, who was also looking at him, with a stern face and dark and deep eyes.Xuan Yi took a deep breath and walked out of the magnolia forest.

He just stepped out of the forest when he saw Huan Zhen anxiously wandering in front of him.Seeing that he finally appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, handed the things in his hand to Xuan Yi, and said in a panic: "Young Master Uncle, you are finally here, this is the spirit sealing bag you wanted."

While searching in the bag, Xuan Yi asked, "How did you get it?"

Huan Zhen was startled when he heard the words, scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said: "Disciple dare not have unreasonable thoughts about Miss Fuqin."

Xuan Yi: "...?"

Touching a cold human face mask with his fingers, Xuan Yi took it out and hid it in his sleeve.Huan Zhen didn't pay attention, and said to himself: "To tell you the truth, little uncle, the disciple took it while Miss Fuqin was taking a bath."

Xuan Yi was stunned for a moment: "How do you know when she takes a bath?"

Huan Zhen said sincerely: "Since I left from the wisteria forest, my disciple has been secretly following Miss Fuqin, and finally...uh, anyway, I tried to quietly take away the spirit sealing bag while she was taking a bath. The disciple is dedicated to the truth, and I don't need to worry about it." I didn’t read anything. Little uncle, you must not let my master know about this matter. Otherwise, I’m afraid the disciple will lose his skin.”

Xuan Yi patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, I won't say anything. You have done me a big favor this time. Write it down first, and find a chance to repay it later."

Huan Zhen quickly shook his head: "Little Martial Uncle is too far-fetched. These are what disciples should do. From now on, no matter what the Junior Martial Uncle asks the disciple to do, just ask, the disciple will do his best to complete it, and he will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Xuan Yi: "...Thank you!"

Huan Zhen: "My disciple is terrified. If the little uncle says thank you, it will be too much for the disciple. However, if you can trouble the little uncle, please say something in front of the disciple master if you have time, so that the master will punish the disciple for copying scriptures less in the future. After so many years, The disciple's hands are about to be copied. Facts have proved that it's not that the disciple's aptitude is dull and he doesn't know anything about swordsmanship, but that the hand shakes after copying too many scriptures, which affects the disciple's performance."

Xuan Yi: "...I will try my best."

Huan Zhenxi said: "So, I am very grateful to my little uncle. By the way, why did my little uncle want to blow Qin's soul-sealing bag?"

Xuan Yi didn't explain much, and said, "Look for something."

Huan Zhen saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask more.

Xuan Yi dismissed him in a few words, and hurried to the attic where Ye Fengshuang lived.Ye Fengshuang did not notice Xuan Yi's whereabouts during the day.The phantom array near the attic has not changed in any way, it is still a dancer.With the lessons learned from the past, Xuan Yi became more familiar with the road, broke through the formation easily, and went straight to Ye Fengshuang's bedroom.

Not long after, he came to the wall where the portrait of the young Fandu was hung, took out the purple jade mask, hesitated for a moment, and put it on his face.When his eyes met with the dark eyes of Vandu in the painting, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared in the painting, sucking his whole body into it.

After the violent dizziness, Xuan Yi's eyes suddenly went dark, and then the light was shining brightly, making his eyeballs hurt.

After his eyes got used to it, he looked around. This was an underground palace, built resplendently, and the dazzling light came from the gems inlaid on all sides of the palace.

Xuan Yi's foothold is located in the southwest corner of the palace. In the open space in the middle, there is a crystal jade platform, and a person is lying quietly on it.

Xuan Yi is a little far away from the crystal jade platform. From his perspective, he can only vaguely see that the person lying down is a young man in a black robe.

Xuan Yi's eyes froze immediately, the man was wearing Taoist costumes.Could it be that he is a Taoist?

Xuan Yi was full of doubts, he didn't look forward hastily, but waited for a while.Gradually, I realized that the outline of the man looked like a person.His heart was beating violently and his breathing was short of breath.Without caring so much, he walked over quickly.

Xuan Yi stayed in front of the jade platform, most of his soul disappeared in an instant.

The one lying on it turned out to be Mr. Qingwei!To be precise, it was Qing Weijun's body.

Xuan Yi's whole body seemed to be frozen, even the blood stopped flowing.He never dreamed that he and his friend would meet again under such circumstances.Although it was a reunion, the two of them were separated forever, and they could no longer sing songs over wine, talk freely and freely about martial arts.

Qing Weijun's demeanor was serene, except for his pale skin, there was not much change.There were no wounds on the body.

Xuan Yi stared at that face silently for a long time, suppressing the grief in his heart. After a long time, his brain started to function, and doubts arose in his heart.Everyone said that Mr. Qingwei was crushed, and even his soul was shattered into powder.Why is the body still lying here so intact?

Was it Ye Fengshuang who pieced together the corpses of his friends?What is her purpose in doing this?

Come to think of it, Li Jiu's clue probably refers to Ye Fengshuang's collection of Qingweijun's body.How did Li Jiu know about it?There must be secrets between Ye Fengshuang and Li Jiu.

Xuan Yi couldn't figure out Ye Fengshuang's mind, but he must not let his friend continue to lie here.He wants to take him away!

Just as he was about to get close to his friend's corpse, behind him, in the silent palace, there were slight footsteps.Xuan Yi's heart tightened, holding the peony knife in his hand, he turned around suddenly, and faced the visitor.

"You finally came!"

Fuqin said coldly, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

Xuan Yi looked indifferent, and stared at her coldly: "Why is Qing Weijun's body here?"

A look of sternness flashed in Fuqin's eyes, she looked at Xuan Yi for a while, then sneered and said: "So, you have admitted your identity, Lord Lianheng of Jiuyou Palace?"

Xuan Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "You know me?"

Fuqin suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, and said in a cold voice, "You think this girl wants to? Master Lianheng, how does it feel to see your good friend? Are you happy? If you tell me about something, you might be happier .Master is preparing to resurrect your good friend, and the body has almost been repaired. Now, there is only one last step left, and your good friend will be completely resurrected."

Xuan Yi's heart was beating violently. Although he knew that Ye Fengshuang's master and apprentice must have bad intentions, he blurted out and asked, "What's the last step?"

There was that cold smile on Fuqin's face again, he stared straight at him, and said word by word: "Soul. He only lacks a soul. As long as he has a soul, he can be resurrected." She deliberately paused, Appreciating Xuan Yi's expression with great interest, he continued: "Lord Lianheng, I believe you should have noticed that there is a formation around the crystal jade platform. It is easy to get in, but difficult to get out. Even if it is Master Lianheng you , It will take a lot of effort. But I think, you probably won't come out in a hurry. After all, you have a very close relationship with Qingwei-jun. I heard that Qingwei-jun died for you. Lord Lianheng has good morals, and he must He is a gentleman who knows how to repay his kindness."

Xuan Yi expressionless: "What do you want to express?"

Fuqin: "My lady has been talking for so long, but Master Lianheng still can't hear the subtext? As long as Master Lianheng voluntarily contributes his soul, Lord Qingwei will be able to recover. Of course, in the process of awakening him, Master will purify Lord Lianheng's soul, and will not leave any memory behind."

Xuan Yi said: "From me to the pavilion to inquire, to take away the mask and enter the formation, all of this was set up by you?"

Fuqin didn't hide anything, and said: "That's right. The moment you entered Fengyage, Master noticed it."

Fuqin's series of behaviors in the bedroom were all intentional for him to see.Xuan Yi should have thought earlier that Ye Fengshuang was also the head of the Shura Sect after all, and would never let him in and out of his bedroom carelessly.The two of them had already arranged everything and waited for Xuan Yi to throw himself into the trap.

"Lord Lianheng, what do you think?"

Xuan Yi's brain was running fast, and he said: "I only have one question. The head of the Confucian school, did you kill him, or your master?"

Hearing this, Fuqin's face changed slightly, she was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "Why bother talking about him. I ask you, are you willing to give your soul? Master said, if you don't want to, you will destroy him." Lord Qingwei is fleshy. Master Lianheng, let me ask you again, are you willing or not?"

Xuan Yi insisted: "You answer my question first."

Fuqin glanced at him, thought for a long time, and slowly said: "As we all know, the head of Confucianism died at the hands of Lord Qingwei, so what has it to do with my master and apprentice. Lord Lianheng has nothing to prove, don't wrong the good guy. "

Xuan Yi said: "If I am willing to donate my soul, if a dying person wants to know the truth, won't you say it?"

Fu Qin fell into silence again, she looked at Xuan Yi suspiciously, half doubting, and said: "Are you really willing?"

In order to gain her trust, Xuan Yi threw the peony knife far away, spread his hands, and said, "Well, you should believe it. Tell me the truth."

Fuqin looked into his eyes, and after a while, the corner of her mouth twitched: "Okay. Master killed him."

She didn't hesitate at all, and said the answer directly, probably because she thought Xuan Yi was really doomed and dying, so she had no scruples.

Xuan Yi heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that his friend was framed by someone.His complexion turned gentle, and he also smiled and said, "Okay."

Fuqin was baffled by him, subconsciously asked him: "What's good?"

Xuan Yi didn't say much, he stretched out his two middle fingers, with a light yellow paper talisman in between, he blew lightly on the paper talisman, and the paper talisman immediately burned, and the golden red light made his eyes very clear.

Fuqin suddenly realized something, and his face suddenly changed.