The ally leader's stand-in is gone

Fang Yan turned to look.

After the thunder light flashed, Lin Zhouyue appeared on the horizon where the sea and the sky meet. She was wearing a water blue gown and swayed in the wind. On that clear face, her eyes were black and bright. When she looked at him, there was no warmth at all, only a piece of tenderness. Silent coldness.

Since He Xiting returned to Xianmeng, Lin Zhouyue seems to like to look at him more and more like this, especially now.

Lin Zhouyue: "Why do you make things difficult for the younger generation when it comes to you and me?"

His tone was also cold, worse than that of a stranger.

Fang Yan's heart moved slightly. Even though he was prepared when he came, his emotions were still a bit complicated when he really encountered it.

He said: "Don't embarrass the junior, Riyue, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

Lin Zhouyue interrupted: "It's not long enough."

The two disciples wisely left the place to Lin Zhouyue and Fang Yan, and they disappeared after a few flashes.

The tumbling waves did not ease up, but the sound of hitting the rocks became louder, as if to show that someone's heart was not peaceful.

Fang Yan sighed softly: "Let's talk calmly first."

Lin Zhouyue: "Leader Fang and I have nothing to talk about 'well'."

Fang Yan laughed.

Lin Zhouyue's heart is simple, she loves with all her heart, hates with no face, she is really fair.

He was about to say something, when Lin Zhouyue said first: "Back then, in the ancient secret realm, leader Fang was rescued. With 64 thunderbolts, I will repay the kindness of leader Fang in the past. Between you and me, we are still separated from each other." Nice to meet you."

Fang Yan fixedly stared at Lin Zhouyue, his eyes did not waver in the slightest: "But I don't want to see each other again, Zhouyue, at least give me a chance to explain."

Lin Zhouyue seemed to have heard some joke, with ridicule in her eyes, and then she pulled out the Chuixiao Sword with her backhand and threw it towards the peak. Returning to the mountains, the whole area is surrounded.

"Fang Yan, wait until you pass through the 64 roads of thunder, and then explain to me."

After speaking, the figure flashed and returned to the peak.

Thunder and lightning hit Fang Yan with howling, and some of them smashed into the waves below the mountain, stirring up large and small eddies, and the waves roiled and gathered all over the ground under his feet.

Except for the way to retreat behind him, there are thunder lights everywhere he enters his eyes.

Fang Yan chuckled lightly.

There is also a way out.

Dayue and the moon in the Wangchuan mountain forest lost all sanity due to the punishment of the sky thunder, and the spiritual power in the Fenghuang forest was completely devoid of breath due to overdrawing.

The decadent look between life and death is still deeply imprinted in Fang Yan's mind.

After all, he accidentally killed Lin Zhouyue, and he deserved it.

Lin Zhouyue would not be reconciled if he did not pay back what was due.

Tianlei Mountain Road looks strange at first glance, but in the middle is an endless blackness that cannot penetrate even a little bit of light.

Fang Yan didn't call for Chang Jie, but stepped in alone.

When the first thunderbolt struck his shoulder, he knew that Lin Zhouyue was merciless.

Although Lin Zhouyue said that after going down the mountain, in order not to reveal her identity, she has been using the He family's methods, but the source of her spiritual power always has a sense of solemnity and indifference.

Like the moon hanging in the nine sky, watching the world with cold eyes.

But he felt strange anger in the thunder on his shoulder.

Fang Yan took another step forward, and the second thunder came as expected.

Lin Zhouyue should be brooding.

Don't worry about it, if it were him, he would not even give someone who betrayed him a retreat.

The third way.

Fourth way.

th...

Fang Yan walked forward amidst the thunder and lightning. His old injuries hadn't healed. After walking for a long time, a gust of blood rushed from his throat.

He swallowed the blood clot back, only to feel fishy and sweet.

Oddly enough, he looked at the boundless darkness, but a distant scene appeared in front of his eyes.

That was when he was not yet a teacher.

Ascending Heaven Valley is about to close, the sky is at dusk, and the mountains are rolling up and down, forming a pitiful human-like face.

He was lying among the ashes on the ground, with a warm glow on his body, only half a step away from death.

The most frightening thing is that he doesn't have much desire to live.

Fighting out of the sea of ​​swords and blood, he didn't understand why he was fighting.

To prevent more people from experiencing life and death, and to establish a world of self-cultivation where relatives and friends are complete and thriving?

Then why did he want to go through this journey in Ascending Heaven Valley?The Long Tribulation Sword stayed quietly by his palm, and it was mottled with blood.

"Are you okay?" Someone waved in front of his eyes.

He was a young man I met in the valley heart of Ascending Sky Valley.

Fang Yan's eyeballs moved physiologically, and he followed the sound numbly.

The young man's light green gauze robe was stained with a lot of dirt, and even the tip of his delicate chin was stained with dirt. He held tightly in his arms a long sword that could be seen everywhere in the market, like a precious treasure.

I don't know which family's young master accidentally fell into the Dengtian Valley, what a coincidence, or the Dengtian Valley that is about to collapse, bad luck and bad luck.

Fang Yan: "Why are you cultivating immortals?"

The young man blinked, and there was an unworldly innocence in his dark eyes: "I want to see the world of comprehension."

Fang Yan: "Have you seen it? How is it?"

"I think it's very good. Although it's a bit messy now, everyone is a very good person." The boy smiled, "You are also a very good person."

The corner of Fang Yan's mouth curled perfunctorily.

The blood on the Long Tribulation Sword hadn't dried completely yet, and even he became a good person.

Fang Yan: "In order to save me, you fell into the heart of Dengtian Valley, your spiritual roots were burned by fire, and you said I was a good person? Do you think it's worth it?"

The young man read every word clearly: "Today's fruit, yesterday's cause, today's cause, and tomorrow's fruit. There are definite numbers for everything in the world. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. The important thing is to do what you want."

I don't know where I learned something, it seems to be according to the script, but the expression is quite serious.

The picture didn't last long, and it was smashed to pieces by the next thunderbolt, leaving only the corners of the eyes full of vigor, which could no longer be grasped by the wind.

Today's fruit, yesterday's cause, today's cause, tomorrow's fruit.

Fang Yan is blessed with the fire spirit root, his body temperature is slightly warmer than ordinary people, but at this moment, it feels like he has rolled in the ice and snow, and his fingertips are cold.

But the more injured he was, the calmer he felt.

He said that Lin Zhouyue should have endured what happened to Lin Zhouyue, so that he can make up for the cause and effect.

After the last thunderstorm, Fang Yan walked to the gate of Yougui Courtyard.

The old Jinghong fell silently on the road when he came, and he raised his eyes to look in front of him, and it was Lin Zhouyue's cold and slightly surprised eyebrows.

Perhaps he had already made a decision in his heart when he moved the Tree of All Souls to the Shuquanjing, but he never explored it.

I hope it's not too late now.

·

Lin Zhouyue never thought that Fang Yan would really come from Tianlei Road, and he didn't rely on the Long Tribulation Sword, only a mortal fetus.

After a brief stupor, he couldn't help observing.

Although Fang Yan deliberately concealed it, he was the one who planted the sky thunder, so he naturally knew its power. Another person would not even be able to catch a whole body. Even Fang Yan must have suffered a lot of internal injuries.

However, Fang Yan is worthy of being the leader of the Immortal League who has reached great heights, and he is still strong and good-looking.

He has already changed into a new set of clothes, and they are still clean and elegant white. There is no burnt smell on his body, and even his hair has been re-new. If it is not for the pale lips and the thunder that has not dissipated, he would have thought it was Fang Yan is cheating.

Thinking back carefully, Fang Yan seems to have been hit by a thunder calamity, once in the ancient secret realm 50 years ago, and now it is another time for him to return to the mountain. Besides, Fang Yan has not suffered even minor injuries in 50 years.

And these two times, it was because of him.

Nie Yuan.

Lin Zhouyue: "Why should you?"

Fang Yan smiled: "Do you feel bad breath?"

Lin Zhouyue is not a person who does not believe what he says, so he turned around and entered Yougui Courtyard. This time, he did not stop Fang Yan.

Wen Shiqi and Runyuan had already left early, and the courtyard was clean and peaceful. Only two immortal deer raised here by senior brothers hung their necks to see Fang Yan.

And Fang Yan seemed to be very leisurely, rubbing each of the two deer's heads lightly as a friendly greeting.

He led Fang Yan to a round table by the pool and sat down. After hesitating for a moment, he still followed the etiquette and poured two cups of tea.

Lin Zhouyue: "What do you want to explain?"

Fang Yan lightly said: "You really don't want to say a word to me."

Lin Zhouyue: "At least I allow you to sit here."

If other people Fang Yan had agreed, he would have been gouged out by Chang Jie long ago, but Lin Zhouyue was sitting opposite, and Fang Yan didn't feel any offense, nor did he get angry.

Fang Yan: "Day and moon, 50 years is enough for many things to happen, and enough to change many things. At first I had some excessive thoughts, but later, I never admitted my mistakes."

"I apologize for the initial mistake." Fang Yan held Lin Zhouyue's hand on the table, "Let's have a new start, shall we?"

Lin Zhouyue felt a chill on the back of his hand, and when he looked down, he realized that it was Fang Yan's body temperature.

It hasn't slowed down yet.

He withdrew his hand and put it back on his lap, without responding, he just took a sip of tea.

Lin Zhouyue was silent for a long time, Fang Yan didn't urge them, the two just sat facing each other, as if they were waiting for an answer from Shui Yue himself.

Although Fang Yan was used to hypocrisy, he would not lie about this kind of thing.

Lin Zhouyue believed at least half of Fang Yan's explanation.

But feelings are not a road that you can go on if you dig a handful of dirt and fill it up with a brick.

It was a wine glass full of fine nectar, and it had already been poured out as a gift. Fang Yan didn't want it, and even the glass fell to pieces. Afterwards, he said that he missed it before and planned to pay him a new one.

Which is such a simple truth.

Lin Zhouyue: "You said you came to accuse me, Fang Yan, I accept it, I won't hate you anymore, but you and I should end up here too."

Fang Yan: "Day Moon and I are destined to be married, and we should have a happy life, but this is where the fate ends."

Lin Zhouyue: "Fang Yan, what are you stubborn about?"

Fang Yan: "There's nothing stubborn or not, I just like Day and Moon."

The words that had not been spoken in the past 50 years blurted out very naturally at this moment, and both of them were taken aback.

One mind.

A distraction.

Lin Zhouyue: "Fang Yan, you just never have something that you can't hold in your hands, that's not called liking."

In this regard, he has enough understanding of Fang Yan.

Xianmeng's current scale is inseparable from Fang Yan's character of not giving up until he achieves his goal.

As long as Fang Yan wants it, no matter how much he pays, he has to achieve it, even if a thousand spirit stones buy a gadget that is only worth a few copper coins among the people.

The point is Fang Yanxiang.

In order to make him turn around and fight the demon world, Fang Yan can abandon He Xiting, receive a sword from him, or suffer the 64 thunders he has suffered alone.

And the purpose of all this was just to make him turn back, but Fang Yan mistook him for liking him.

The author has something to say: go down the mountain tomorrow!

【Small Theater · If Runyuan is the one guarding the mountain】

Runyuan stood at the foot of the mountain: The demon king received 64 thunderbolts when he saw our fairy king. If the leader wants to see the fairy king, he has to walk through the thunder, and I will pass it to the leader.

Fang Yan: OK.

After walking.

Runyuan: It's been passed on, Xianjun doesn't see you, so go back.

Fang Yan: Let me know again.

Runyuan: Then you will be hacked again.

Fang Yan:?

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I heard so, Confucian Temple blessing? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Zhang Yuxiaowanzi, Wuxin? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!