Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

A kid who can only lie and act like a baby.

Looking at the backs of the two children leaving, Feng Yun couldn't help but slander, sure enough, it's better for him.

I don't know how Bai Yumo had the heart to shut him out and retreat alone. Didn't he just mention who initiated the double cultivation in the first place? As for the fact that he really got angry with him and retreated for hundreds of years?

"I'm not used to you..." He muttered, and followed him in a stealthy way.

He and Bai Yumo were both adults when they met, and they were not indecisive, so there was nothing to hold back after sharing their hearts.

But it's different now, if you ask him, Feng Yun will have to wait for eight years sooner or later.

Tut tut, how miserable.

But now Feng Yun, who was forced by his wife to run away from home to prove his authority, was even more miserable.

-

"I don't want to apply the medicine anymore, just go to sleep."

Late at night, after taking a shower, Feng Yun patted the bed with excitement.

Bai Yumo always felt that he was uneasy and kind, but what could be uneasy about sleeping together.

"Did you really not apply the medicine?"

"Don't wipe."

"Okay." Bai Yumo took the medicine back, and found that Feng Yun was already lying on the outside of the bed, so he got on the bed and wanted to go inside.

But at this moment, Feng Yun moved his leg slightly, Bai Yumo tripped and fell on Feng Yun with a cry of surprise.

"Are you okay?" Feng Yun immediately asked with concern before he could speak, his face was full of concern, and there was no sign of intentionality.

Bai Yumo shook his head, had no choice but to say "it's okay", and lay down beside him.

Feng Yun arched towards him, held Bai Yumo's hand under the quilt, and asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, how old are you, Yumo?"

"11 is old."

"Oh... I'm 10 years old." Feng Yun moved closer, his voice full of pitiful pleading, "Brother, I'm afraid, that demon cultivator won't come to catch me again."

"No, Master already knows, and he will protect you." Bai Yumo didn't have much resistance to this elder brother.

Feng Yun was good-looking, and he was particularly proficient at pretending to be pitiful. His voice hadn't gone through a period of change, and he sounded soft when he acted coquettishly.

Outside, Feng Yun stroked his chin: Got it.

He should have thought of it a long time ago. To ask his wife to forgive him, he must act like a baby, and it is best to become a child's act of acting like a baby.

Hmm... Maybe he can coax his wife to open the door this way.

However, I came to this world when I was short of breath and impulsive, and I haven't figured out how to go back.

Who would have imagined that the great leader of the Demon Cult could not knock on his wife's door for a long time, so he came up with a magic trick to reverse time and space, and finally he was stuck here and couldn't go back.

But it shouldn't be a big problem. If he can't go back, his wife will definitely come to save him.

-

In a few days...

Feng Yun finally saw his master, Fu Ze, whom he hadn't seen for several days and who he didn't miss.

He looked at Fu Ze sitting on the chair with an uneasy expression, tilted his head, and asked, "Master, does your back hurt?"

Fu Ze, who was rubbing his waist, put down his hands, and called him over, "Has that Demon Cultivator been here recently?"

Feng Yun nodded honestly, "Come here and say you want to take me away to make soup."

"Soup?" Fu Ze was taken aback, gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn Fang Yuanze!"

"Huh? What Fang Yuanze."

"It's nothing, that demon cultivator...has no malicious intentions, just ignore him."

"Oh." Feng Yun nodded, his eyes fell on Fu Ze's neck, and he kindly reminded: "Master, you were bitten by a bug on your neck."

"It's said that the worms are looking up to him." Fu Ze stretched out his hand to cover his neck, paused for a moment, and asked, "I don't have much progress in my cultivation, have you been playing for the past few days?"

Feng Yun, who was already in the middle stage of foundation establishment, opened his eyes wide, "I'm cultivating every day, and I'm absorbing spiritual energy right now!"

Tianlinggen is like this, others are chasing Lingqi, and Lingqi is chasing him.

As long as he is still breathing, the aura around him will scramble to penetrate into his body.

"Eight years later, there will be a group arena between the sects. Don't embarrass me, understand?" Fu Ze tapped Feng Yun's forehead, "After the group arena, there will be a secret realm. If you are too weak, you can grab it." Nothing good."

Feng Yun nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you...Master, have you ever been to a secret realm before?"

"I've been there."

Feng Yun suddenly heard a voice next to his ear, "Boy, ask him if he has met anyone he likes in the secret realm."

"Master, have you ever met someone you like in the secret realm?"

Fu Ze was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly began to look at Feng Yun seriously, "You boy... you don't know Fang Yuanze, do you?"

"Fang Yuanze? The damn Fang Yuanze you just said?"

"Ah? Did I just say that?" Fu Ze rubbed his forehead, "Forget it, don't think about these love affairs every day, you are too young, don't ask about these things!"

"Oh……"

After Fu Ze left, Feng Mo emerged from the air, and said bitterly, "Idiot, it's so difficult to find out gossip, how do you resemble me?"

"Tch, why don't you ask about it yourself, besides, don't ask about my master!" Feng Yun glared at him, and suddenly became curious again, "Who do you think Fang Yuanze is?"

"He is your... father."

"What?" Feng Yun's eyes widened. He had never seen his parents since he could remember, and now he was suddenly told about Xide's father. The shock of the news was a bit too great.

"He, he is really my father? Then why doesn't he have my surname?"

"Well...Feng Yuanze, it sounds good too." Feng Mo nodded, thinking.Soon, he bid farewell to that child and returned to the Demon Cult that he was very familiar with.

Fang Yuanze is lying on the roof, performing photosynthesis in a "big" shape.

Feng Yun's aura suddenly appeared beside him, which startled him.

"Don't be so elusive, okay! It's great to be able to step on the void." Fang Yuanze lay back again, lazily as if he was about to fall asleep.

Feng Yun asked curiously: "Hey, how did you meet that Fu Ze?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it."

"Don't pretend to me, I went to Lingyunzong today and saw that he was still covering his waist."

The air was silent for a few breaths, and Fang Yuanze got up to run.

Feng Yun grabbed him, "Hey, what's the use of you going there, when you arrive, his waist will be healed, and you won't step into the void."

"Cut, I will practice it sooner or later." Fang Yuanze curled his lips uncomfortably, and sat down again, "Oh, what are you going to do? I admit that you know me. To be honest, I don't know how well you know me. Worried about whether you are in love—"

Feng Yun kicked him under the eaves, Fang Yuanze cursed, "How dare you kick me! I am the leader of the Demon Cult, the best one!"

Even if the cow is not dead...

Feng Yun sneered, "I'm not poor with you, that Fu Ze accepted a personal disciple, you know about that, right?"

"Ang, I know."

"I told that personal disciple that you are his father."

"Cough, you, what did you say?"

"You are his father."

"He, did he believe it?"

"No, he has never seen you." Feng Yun looked at Fang Yuanze's relieved expression, and added maliciously, "But he should ask Fu Ze hahaha."

"You..." Fang Yuanze pointed at him tremblingly, "Go all out, I'll take five steps with you!"

"However, there is still a chance to make amends, as long as you tell me, how did you and that talisman meet?"

Feng Yun didn't know about this at first, but he only knew that his master had a strange expression when he heard about Ling Yunzong. He rushed up to the group arena and was beaten up when he came back.

Later, when he came back from the secret realm, he was going to retreat. When he heard that he was a disciple of Ling Yunzong, Fang Yuanze showed a strange expression again, but finally agreed.

It is because of agreeing to him that the other party will be found an opportunity by the guardian.

Fang Yuanze sighed, and lay back down again, "The first time I met him in the secret realm, there were too many righteous people at that time, and seeing Moxiu was like a hungry tiger preying on food, so I took a breath and hid in the cave. He came in."

"I thought I was going to die, but Fu Ze just glanced at me and started to make a fire. I think it's interesting..."

-

"Hey, you won't kill me? I'm a demon cultivator."

"I don't need to kill you, you will die sooner or later."

"Don't you Zhengdao like to use Moxiu's head for performance? Why do you have enough performance?" Fang Yuanze moved his head and squinted at him.

Fu Ze sneered, "If you were alive and kicking, I would definitely kill you, but if you are like this now, I will not bully the weak."

"It's hypocritical, otherwise, you saved me first, and when I recover from my injury, let's fight a game, and if I lose, how about you use my head to compete for performance?"

"No, you think I'm an idiot?" Fu Ze took out the medicine, rubbed it on his wound, and then casually put the medicine jar in his belt.

Fang Yuanze looked at the medicine, all his things had been robbed, and now only the clothes on his body were left.

In the middle of the night, Fu Ze set up a restraint at the entrance of the cave and slept with something on his pillow beside the fire.

Fang Yuanze said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? I'm still here as a magician."

Fu Ze opened his eyes, "It's just you? Maybe you'll lose too much blood and die tomorrow morning, and you still want to kill me, it's just a dream."

Damn right way!

Fang Yuanze stared at him, even though he was already in a state where he would bleed profusely when he moved, and fainted from the pain.

He was still a little bit, gritted his teeth and moved over, opening his mouth to grab the medicine pinned to Fu Ze's waist.

Fu Ze woke up almost when he approached, but at first he was just curious, what else could this demon cultivator do after being injured like that.

Until the other party opened his mouth to bite his belt.

Fu Ze opened his eyes, angrily, and pressed his sword against Fang Yuanze's neck, "Are demon cultivators the bastards who still think about such things when they are dying!"

Fang Yuanze let out a "ha", "You don't have to save me! But you can't insult me! I like pretty girls with big breasts, and I'm not interested in male cultivators!"

"You!" Fu Ze was shaking with anger, but before he could do anything else, Fang Yuanze fell on top of him, and after the impact, the small medicine pot pinned to his belt fell off and spilled a lot of water. ground powder.

-

"At that time, I really liked girls with beautiful bodies and big breasts. If the women in the secret religion were not too fierce, I would really go around for a while."

Fang Yuanze sighed.

"Later, I became friends with him. I often followed him when he was doing Zongmen missions. You don't know my temper. The more you bother me, the more willing I am to go up. He introduced a Taoist companion, I thought it was not a good taste at the time, why I haven't found a Taoist companion, he is about to go on a blind date."

"And then I screwed them up. He looked at me, just... just looked at me with no emotion, and I felt bad. I might have been planted."

"Boring." Feng Yun commented.

"Hey you kid, it's you who let me talk about it, and you're the one who finds it boring."

Fang Yuanze laughed angrily, "Anyway, don't tell the outside world, when his master died, he swore to take care of Lingyunzong, so if people know this, he will be finished, I can't let him finish."

"Oh, I'm so annoying, why hasn't my wife come to pick me up." Feng Yun didn't want to talk to him anymore.

He hasn't seen Bai Yumo for a long time, and his whole body has a feeling of... joint necrosis.

Fang Yuanze looked at him, "How can someone like you have a wife?"

"Yes." Feng Yun stood up, "Hey, I'm going to Ling Yunzong, will you go?"

"You... I'll go."

"What are you going to do?"

"Look at my son."

-

Feng Yun sneezed several times in a row, causing everyone in the classroom to stare at him.

He didn't care either, rubbed his nose and stared at the elder teaching again.

This class does not teach any profound knowledge, but literacy. The children recruited from various villages are all poor. In this era, poor children cannot afford to read and cannot read at all.

However, it is not possible to ask someone to read it to them specifically for exercises and secret books.

Inside the room, the disciples were studying hard. Outside, Feng Yun pointed to a child inside, "Did you see it? Just the one who sneezed."

"It doesn't look like me either." Fang Yuanze muttered, and then he realized, "Bah, bah, just like me, no, he looks a lot like you."

"He is me." Feng Yun responded readily.

"He is you?"

"Yeah, I said I came from the future."

"This... I don't believe it."

"believe it or not."

The two stood at the door chattering, hiding their breath, figure and voice, and no one could see them.

Soon, the elder announced that the get out of class was dismissed.

Feng Yun hurriedly ran out of the house.

Fang Yuanze blinked, "You...you were very lively when you were young."

They followed Feng Yun all the way to the courtyard of Ling Yunzong's lord.

The young suzerain was reading a book at the stone table under the big tree, when he saw Feng Yun running towards him, he stood up and firmly caught the heavy child.

"You didn't come back right after class, did you?"

"Hey, I already know what I learned today, you test me quickly, I have to find Yumo."

Fu Ze hugged him and walked into the house, saying perfunctorily, "All right, all right, heartless boy."

"I think..." Fang Yuanze said to Feng Yun beside him, "I think he is my son, my own son."