After marrying Slag Gong, I can do anything [Rebirth]

Qi Siyu felt that Feng Yu had been acting strangely lately, distracted from time to time.

Whenever he turned around or his mind was not on the other party, Feng Yu's mind wandered away, his whole soul seemed to be taken away, like a puppet without a soul.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the two went from the inn to the place where the monster was. He turned his head left and right to look around, and then turned his head to find that Feng Yu was distracted again.

Qi Siyu sighed: "His Royal Highness, if you are in a hurry, I can deal with that monster."

Feng Yu came back to his senses, first frowned and asked, "How can you deal with it if you don't have immortal power?"

"Have you forgotten that I am the Third Highness of the Feng Clan? Without immortal power, there are still many magic weapons that can be used to deal with monsters. There are countless of them." Qi Siyu replied, he couldn't see that Feng Yu was hiding something in his heart, and still He was wasting his time.

At this time of night, the handsome young man turned his head and looked at him arrogantly, as if he was not afraid of anything.

This face gradually overlapped with the face in Feng Yu's memory.

"What are you thinking again?" Qi Siyu frowned, feeling that Feng Yu was seeing someone through him, this kind of inexplicable double was too bad.

However, Qi Siyu's thoughts came back, and Feng Yu couldn't think of anything else except the disappeared Sanskrit.

This realization made Qi Siyu's eyebrows twitch. Could it be that Feng Yu knew that he was Sanskrit?

Qi Siyu was terrified and worried that this would come true.

For nothing else, let Feng Yu know what he did before...?

Qi Siyu gritted his teeth and didn't dare to think about it any further. This matter was too exaggerated and outrageous.

At this moment Feng Yu didn't answer him, and he didn't dare to continue asking, for fear of asking something weird.

This kind of conjecture is too scary, Qi Siyu is afraid that it will come true.

He didn't want to know, but Feng Yu was born to confide his desire.

"Tell me, is the truth back then what you told the monster, or what I remember?"

Qi Siyu's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a trembling voice, "Just do whatever you remember, don't think too much, it's also possible that in Sanskrit's heart, what happened to the murderer who killed him has to be done by himself, and has nothing to do with others. "

Feng Yu's heart ached uncontrollably. Before seeing the truth, he might have believed his words. When the picture appeared in front of his eyes intact, and he heard him say that again, his heart ached like being stabbed with a knife again.

At this time, not speaking is the best reply, and if he speaks again, Feng Yu is really afraid that he will not be able to hold on, and will tell everything, and wants to ask him why he didn't make it clear.

Qi Siyu didn't speak, and the two were quiet at the same time. When they arrived at the place where the monster was, the moon was on half the sky.

The town was very quiet, even quieter than in the past few days, so quiet that Qi Siyu knew that there was something wrong with this place.

He tilted his head and looked at the ancient courtyard brightly lit by candles under the night, and questioned from the bottom of his heart.

"inside?"

A ray of golden light appeared on Feng Yu's fingertips, flying towards the ancient house.

The old house has become transparent.

There is a cloud of black mist hovering above the main room, and the surrounding rooms are controlled by the black mist, and black veins can be seen spreading around like the lines on the leaves.Qi Siyu lowered his head and looked into the distance along the roots, only to find that the tentacles of the black mist stretched out towards the town.

He tilted his head to look at Feng Yu: "Why did you stop arresting him on that day?"

"It's useless." Feng Yu whispered, "The people in the whole town were gone long before you and I came. Sacrifice is the last obsession left by their souls. Only when the sacrifice is over and they are willing to leave, can the monsters die?" Easy to deal with."

It turned out that there was such a relationship, Qi Siyu only hated himself for not having immortal power, and couldn't see the reason for it.

He retracted his gaze: "This monster is more powerful than the last one."

Feng Yu sighed helplessly, is there any need to say this?

"Then are you ready to do it?" Qi Siyu asked, this is what he wanted to know.

Feng Yu: "It's nothing to do, it depends on whether you want him to be taken in or not."

Qi Siyu was inexplicable: "Why do you say that?"

The next moment, he saw clearly the true face of the black mist in the main room.

Qi Siyu stayed where he was, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, and he still looked the same, which showed that he was not dazzled.

Knowing that he read it correctly, he was in a complicated mood: "I should really ask you this."

Feng Yu stared blankly at this face, unable to see any emotion, he really didn't know who caused the so-called Qi Siyu's calamity in the world.

"Why did you steal Zhang Fanyin's face?" Qi Siyu muttered.

Feng Yu also thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

The two fell into silence again, and neither of them said what to do with the black mist.

In the minds of both parties, this face has special meaning to each other, and there is no way for others to tell the reason. Only you can figure it out and know what to do.On the other hand, it is not good for anyone to say.

Qi Siyu hissed in his heart, even if he saw the face of the Feng clan for 300 years, and then saw the face of Fanyin, he still couldn't help being in a trance for a moment, as if he was looking in a mirror.

The fact is often not the case, the wind of reality always appears in time, blowing people dizzy, wishing to be dizzy.

But, only for a moment, the reason is lingering online.

Qi Siyu couldn't say anything, it depends on what Feng Yu said.

Feng Yu didn't seem to have much to say, and said lightly: "It's okay, we need to speed up, there are times when monsters invade the world, and we are needed in many places."

This is because he really doesn't care about Sanskrit's face.

Qi Siyu suddenly felt sad, and Feng Yu didn't care if Fanyin was in his heart.

Probably in Feng Yu's impression, Sanskrit had already been labeled as the past.

It's true, people are gone, so what's the point of caring more.

If Feng Yu wants to confide, he must have someone to confide in, not to mention that his current situation does not allow him to show more emotions.

Every time when it comes to Sanskrit, Qi Siyu has some particularly awkward and strange feelings.

Obviously the same person, there are always countless ups and downs.

"Well, let's do it."

Feng Yu handed him the magic weapon full of immortal power and asked him to do it.

Qi Siyu was also unambiguous, and after receiving it, he chanted a mantra in a low voice, and countless rays of light flew from the Linglong Tower in his hand to the ancient house.

At first, the black mist had struggled, but the reason why the magic weapon of the fairy world attracted people's yearning was naturally because of its strong suppression, so that the monsters could not resist.

The beauty of this Linglong Tower is that the more the monster struggles, the faster it will be collected, and it is perfect for speeding up.

Qi Siyu wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to take away the monsters, but only worried about what to do here if they were taken away.

Empty and uninhabited, the world is cold.

The black mist was successfully collected into the Linglong Tower, and the whole town was quieter than before, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Qi Siyu stared at Linglong Pagoda for a while, and felt his body warm up, as if there was immortal power circulating in his body, not much, but indeed.

He turned around and looked at the bluestone road he had walked on when he came, spreading to the once bustling streets and alleys of the town.

White shadows floated out from every household as if releasing Kongming lanterns, and smiled in their direction, feeling relieved and unrestrained.

Qi Siyu knows that this is a human life, but if they come sooner...

He turned to look at Feng Yu: "Go to the next place."

Feng Yu nodded, and the moment he naturally turned into a little phoenix and jumped onto his shoulder, he quickly turned into a shooting star and flew to another place.

When Qi Siyu ended his chance and returned to his original state, they were still in the human world and did not return to the heavenly realm.

At this time, the two of them entered the prosperous and prosperous age, the streets and alleys were full of yelling, teahouses and taverns were full of laughter, it seemed normal and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qi Siyu and Feng Yu were in the box of the tavern, looking into the distance through two windows.

"Is it because the Demon Realm doesn't want to keep their own law and order and tear up the agreement signed with the Heaven Realm? Years of peace and order have not allowed the Demon Realm to taste the taste of peace, but instead breed their greedy desires. They want to get more."

"The demon world just experienced civil strife not long ago, and the battle for the position of the demon king ended. The chaos in the territory was not peaceful, so many little monsters were neglected. These little monsters escaped along the cracks that were torn apart by accidental collisions, and came to the world to act as a threat. Blessing."

"So that's how it is. It's really interesting. Then we can't always wipe our asses."

"The new Demon Lord has informed the Heavenly Emperor that he will solve the problems in the world, and he will make up for the opportunities owed. In short, he will find a way to make up for the losses caused by monsters."

Qi Siyu was silent for a moment, and said in an inaudible way: "In this way, only mortals are so miserable. Could it be that in their eyes, a life can be said casually?"

These words made Feng Yu suddenly think of what happened when he died.

"Every life should be valued, they are wrong."

Qi Siyu snorted softly, not admitting that his originally sad heart was soothed by his words.

"The situation in this place doesn't seem to be caused by monsters." Qi Siyu said again.

Feng Yu peeled an orange for him, put it in front of him, and began to peel the melon seeds: "What do you feel?"

Qi Siyu sniffed his nose vigorously, and wrinkled his face in annoyance: "It smells like foxes."

Feng Yu: ...

"Do you understand the unique smell of the fox clan?" Qi Siyu blinked at Feng Yu, "It's different from Sanskrit's scent of grass and trees, it's really the kind of smell that you know the fox clan is there. "

Feng Yu didn't know why he described his former clan like this, but he was more or less merciful: "Your chance is perfect, and when you encounter monsters that destroy the balance, you can accept one. It doesn't matter what kind of monster it is."

Qi Siyu rolled his eyes, and answered the wrong question, that's what he said.

"It's because of Sanskrit that you're lenient with the Fox Clan?"

Feng Yu grabbed his hand, stuffed the melon seeds into it, and supported his wrist to prevent him from spilling it.

"No." Feng Yu said, "I'm only partial to you now, what happens to others has nothing to do with me."

Qi Siyu choked on a mouthful of melon seeds and almost died. He blushed and looked at Feng Yu, who had a stern face.

"I am the person you love the most?"

Feng Yu raised his hand and pressed his lips, obviously there was nothing, this hand was flirting.

Regardless of whether there was something or not, Qi Siyu was picked up anyway.

Qi Siyu's heart was bumping like a deer, his face was blushing, and his whole body had the illusion of being burned.

He slapped Kaifeng Yu's hand violently, turned his eyes slightly, and looked around: "Answer my question carefully, don't move around if you have nothing to do."

Feng Yu saw that he didn't look at him, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and his tone was very light and flat: "Haven't you felt it yet?"

Qi Siyu's heart trembled, feeling powerless for his sudden heartbeat.

What to say.

No matter how he changed his identity before and after his rebirth, he seemed to have a different feeling for Feng Yu, and he had no face to say that this was a fate destined by God, and it was probably called a wicked fate.

Qi Siyu wandered for a moment, then asked foolishly: "Feng Yu, if Sanskrit is revived, will you release me?"

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