Doutu Continent

The news brought by Gong Shuo.

Xie Chunfeng said he came to visit Yun Zhixian, but in fact he heard that Ba Hui said that Ye Mofan was taking care of him, so he came to see what kind of play this unpredictable woman was performing.

Although Ye Mofan is powerful, but in terms of calculating people's hearts, the opponent may not be Yun Zhixian's opponent.Unexpectedly, when he came to Yunzhixian's residence, he didn't see Ye Mofan, but he was surrounded by this woman, holding his secret in his hands, which made Xie Chunfeng's mood not so good.

Not long after leaving Yun Zhixian's boudoir, a tiny gray shadow shot towards him.

Xie Chunfeng turned around to avoid it, and found that what he thought was a hidden weapon was actually a letter tied to an arrow.

Xie Chunfeng complained about the old-fashioned way of sending letters.

He didn't even read what was written on the letter, he had quickly activated a painting and cast it in that direction.A fishing net with metallic luster flew from the scroll towards the target and covered it.

This fishing net is made of metal wire, heavy and sharp, with bells all around.Of course it is not used for fishing, but for catching people.

Xie Chunfeng heard a flurry of bells not far away, and knew he had caught him.He unhurriedly took down the letter nailed to the wall, and walked in the direction of the arrow.

Taking advantage of this short journey, he carefully observed the letter.The whole letter is light in the hand.There was nothing left on the envelope, just blank.The closure is glued on firmly for a perfect seal.

He opened the letter and found that there were only five words written on the letter paper inside:

——Go back to the Youth Court and stand by.

The familiar font made Xie Chunfeng recognize at a glance who wrote this letter.

"Xi Xue!" The drunkenness on Xie Chunfeng's face subsided, and when he mentioned these two words, a bit of gnashing of teeth leaked out of his mouth.The other party has already returned to the Demon Realm of Qin, but his ghost is still lingering, refusing to let him go, and trying to control his life.

Sadly, as the Prince of Demon Qin, Xie Chunfeng has half of the Emperor's blood flowing in his body.Even if you want to get rid of the threat of the other party, it is not an easy task.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.As long as someone grasps this handle from birth, it will be difficult for him to escape from the vortex of the two worlds.

He didn't even dare to think about it, if Gu Qingzhou knew that he was Qin Wuji who was wanted by the entire fighting map world, and participated in the blood-stained scroll incident in Weilong City, what kind of eyes would he look at him?

Xie Chunfeng was depressed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.He walked up to the messenger to observe him. The man was curled up in the fishing net, knowing that if he moved rashly, he would be cut by the fishing net, so he waited for his arrival honestly.

Seeing Xie Chunfeng approaching, the messenger begged for mercy: "I'm just a messenger, don't hit me!"

Xie Chunfeng discovered through the gaps in the fishing net that the opponent was a stranger, and his cultivation had only reached the peak of a painter, so he was not his opponent at all, and if he was not enough, he would pose a threat to him.

Seeing the other party's cowardly appearance, Xie Chunfeng had a judgment in his heart, believing that the other party really didn't know the inside story.Otherwise, you should worry about being silenced by him and beg for his life instead of begging not to be beaten.

"I'm just an errand runner, it's really none of my business!" The messenger curled up, covering his face and begging for mercy.

Xie Chunfeng sorted out the scene.The seal was intact when the letter was opened, and the contents of the letter did not reveal too much information in the eyes of others, so I overreacted.

"Sorry, I thought I met an assassin." Xie Chunfeng smiled lightly, took out a folding fan and held it in his hand, tapped the messenger on the head and said, "Who told you to deliver this letter? He told you to shoot me with an arrow ?”

"It's Chen Rui! I bet I owe him five taels of silver, and he told me to deliver the letter to you at this hour!" The messenger confessed honestly, "It's really just sending the letter with an arrow, I didn't intend to assassinate you, I don't want you to know Whoever sends the letter uses an arrow, isn't the Unreal Valley always sending letters to strangers like this?"

"...Is there any?" Xie Chunfeng paused for holding the hand of the fan.He dug out the somewhat impressive name "Chen Rui" from a corner.Remembering that it was a patient treated by Xi Xue, it seems that it is very likely to be a member of the potential force buried in the valley by the other party.

"What about others?"

"...Dead. Was struck dead by lightning."

Xie Chunfeng was startled by this answer and said: "He is dead, and you still follow the agreement to run errands for him, which is kind and righteous."

"Where is it, I'm overwhelmed." The sender said embarrassingly, "I regard it as his last wish, and I kindly fulfilled it for him. If I knew that the good people in the Unreal Valley will not be rewarded, I would cheat me once when he died. Looking for trouble, I knew I wouldn’t send the letter! Thank you, the great painter, no matter what is written in this letter, it’s not a good thing. Chen Rui’s thief is dead, so don’t take his words seriously. You see... I was also implicated innocently , I am also a victim..."

Xie Chunfeng stared down at the other party for a while, and heard footsteps behind him.He canceled the dot, making the fishing net that trapped the other party disappear, kicked the messenger's ass and said: "Get out!"

"Yes yes yes! Get out now." The messenger knew that he had inadvertently offended the other party, and once he regained his freedom, he ran away with all his might.After running far away, he could still hear him slapping the dust on his body heavily, as well as cursing.

When the footsteps behind him approached, Xie Chunfeng crumpled the letter in his hand, and the letter paper was corroded by ink vapor and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.He turned to look at the people.Dressed in gorgeous black clothes, with an air of cold arrogance all over his body——it was Ye Mofan.

"Just now..." Ye Mofan looked at the direction where the messenger disappeared, and before he finished speaking, he heard Xie Chunfeng chuckle lightly and said, "Leave him alone. Ye Mofan, I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me? What's the matter." Ye Mofan looked away, no longer caring about the suspicious person who left.

it is as expected.Xie Chunfeng felt the other party's accommodation.As Yun Zhixian said, Ye Mofan had already noticed that something was wrong with him, but he didn't investigate it.

"There were too many people at the banquet just now, so it's inconvenient for me to ask. I want to find an opportunity to be alone with you and talk about Gu Qingzhou." Xie Chunfeng said with peachy eyes, "Since Yan Hong, the mastermind behind the scenes, has been executed, Gu Qing Zhou's painting heart..."

"So you're worried about Gu Qingzhou." Ye Mofan was stunned, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Don't worry, the primary purpose of this trip to the Illusion Valley is to take back Qingzhou's heart. If I'm not sure, how can I be at ease? Let a few painting masters who cover their hands as rain fight in the Illusion Valley? Gu Qingzhou's painting heart has returned to his body, and he will no longer be troubled by it."

"That's great!" Xie Chunfeng laughed, "So Yun Zhixian was injured this time, on his forehead, and it wasn't just because you wanted to leave that he was looking for life and death, right?"

Ye Mofan could see a corner of Yun Zhixian's residence from the angle the other party was standing on.He didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Did you visit Yun Zhixian just now?"

Xie Chunfeng replied: "Actually, I wanted to find you, but unfortunately she was the only one there. When I saw her, I thought of Gu Qingzhou, and I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable."

Ye Mofan said lightly: "She has already paid off what she owed to Gu Qingzhou. From now on, she will stay in Wuse Painting Academy to make up for her mistakes. You don't need to care about her."

Xie Chunfeng understood.He already knew the fact that Yun Zhixian was instigated by the other party from the past words and phrases.Contributing secretly to today's situation is exactly what the woman is relying on now.

"I know." Xie Chunfeng nodded and said, "After today's banquet is over, I will go back to Qingyun Painting Academy with Master. Do you have anything to say to Gu Qingzhou?"

"No." The masked young Huajun said, "If I have something to say, I will tell him myself."

"..." Xie Chunfeng tapped his temple with the fan handle, feeling a headache.How could he have such a difficult competitor?

"What's wrong with you? Today is very abnormal." Ye Mofan said, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, "But what did Yun Zhixian say to you that was not pleasant?"

Xie Chunfeng shook his head, of course he wouldn't admit it, and said nonchalantly, "Maybe it's because I can't bear you?"

Ye Mofan's face behind the mask was slightly hot because of the other party's words. "Really?" He reacted quickly, and covered up his previous gaffe with a cold voice, "No wonder Gu Qingzhou said you are glib."

When it came to Gu Qingzhou, there was a common topic, and Xie Chunfeng's haze caused by Xi Xue's letter dissipated.Thinking of meeting Gu Qingzhou soon, he said like a spring breeze: "I can return to Qingyun Academy of Painting and start my life again. Thank you, Ye Mofan."

"Thank you, I accepted it, but I will help you, not for you, but because I promised Gu Qingzhou." Up to now, he is still covering his vest tightly, refusing to admit it.

"In short, thank you. Although you are not for me, Xie Chunfeng accepts your love. If Gu Qingzhou promises you any benefits, Xie Chunfeng is willing to bear it and try his best to repay you."

"No. He didn't promise me any benefits. Gu Qingzhou and I have long been inseparable from each other. Why do we have to pay back? It's too alien."

"..." Xie Chunfeng felt powerless as if he had punched cotton, "Ye Mofan..."

"Huh?" Ye Mofan asked back.

"That's all." Xie Chunfeng didn't know what he should express to the other party. After all, not everyone could understand the complicated mood, so he could only tap his head with the fan handle in frustration.

"Xie Chunfeng, you drank too much, doesn't it hurt?"

"Just pretend I'm drunk." Xie Chunfeng rubbed his painful head and said with a smile, "I've been here for too long, it's time to leave."

Ye Mofan nodded, and the two said goodbye.

In fact, he guessed a little bit of Xie Chunfeng's thoughts, but the current identity is not suitable for exposure, and it is not suitable for him to speak openly.Waiting for Xie Chunfeng to return to Qingyun Painting Academy, then he will use Gu Qingzhou's real identity to appease the other party's frightened heart.

He was planning for the future when suddenly he felt hot on his neck.

The sudden heat caused Ye Mofan to quickly take off a piece of crimson jade that he was wearing next to his body.

The two pieces of jade combined are called "Jue", and the other piece is in Gong Shuo's hands.At the beginning when he promised to help the other party, Gong Shuo gave him this piece of jade as an emergency contact method.

It can deliver a message once, when it gets hot, that's when Gong Shuo urgently needs to see him.

Ye Mofan put his consciousness into it, and read the message that this piece of jade conveyed to him.After reading it, this valuable piece of jade shattered into powder in the palm of his hand.

"I didn't expect that Gong Lingyan was promoted to be a painter at this time. It's not good!" His face changed slightly, and he said coldly, "It seems that before returning to the painting academy, I have to meet with Gong Shuo to discuss countermeasures. The Gong family, This fate of a hundred years ago will finally come to an end."

Ye Mofan stayed alone in this quiet environment thinking about the problem, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Who!"

No one spoke, as if the faint breathing sound just now did not exist.

He held his breath and scanned the surroundings quickly with his divine sense, but found nothing.

"An illusion?" Ye Mofan withdrew his consciousness and asked in surprise.

Could it be that he is overthinking?