Everyone owes me a favor

Xuanji Lord Liu Yu saw that he was carrying two swords, and his handsome and proud posture was not inferior to that of a heavenly man, so he showed his white teeth and smiled slightly: "Mr. Lord Zhong came out and explained."

"If I don't come out, are you making a trip for nothing?"

Feng Ruyu gave him a bright smile: "It's rare for everyone to gather here, and it's a grand event. How dare Feng Er betray your kindness?"

Liu Yu pretended not to understand the sharpness of Feng Rugu's words, and saluted humbly: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Someone couldn't hold back and snorted: "Yin and Yang are weird, but you don't know how to repent at all!"

Feng Ruyu asked curiously: "Ask this priest, why does Feng Er need to repent?"

Even though he was named, the man was not afraid, he refused to make false claims with the monster, straightened his waist, and said loudly: "What is the purpose of you concealing the fact of becoming a demon for ten years? ... Don't give it to yourself. Put gold on your face, saying it is for Taoism!"

"Of course it's not for the Daoist sect, but for myself." Feng Rugu said with a smile, "Looking at everyone's aggressive looks, Feng Er would be scared to death just thinking about it, how dare you say it lightly."

"Seal as before—"

Feng Rugu leaned forward slightly, with an expression of humbly admitting his mistakes and never correcting himself: "Master Daoist, how do you want Feng Er to change?"

"How to change it is a matter for Feng Daojun." Liu Yu brought the topic back to the right track in time, "The important thing is, what is Fengling's attitude towards this?"

At this point, even Chang Boning, who is not well-versed in the world, knows the danger in his words, and can't help but take a step forward: "You—"

"Senior Brother." Feng Rugu stopped him lightly and Qiaoqiao, "Tell me, what should Fengling do to me?"

He was dressed in black and was slightly puffed up by the wind. He lowered his voice and said softly in a voice that was only enough for himself and Chang Boning: "... Qingliang Valley is regarded as ghosts and evil ways, hidden in the sky Next; Danyang Peak, without the meticulously cultivated senior brother Han, will inevitably decline. Senior brother, are you going to hand over the leadership of this sect to these fools?"

Chang Boning turned his face away, trying not to show even a trace of sadness on his face: "As usual, don't talk anymore."

As if pressing for his life, Feng Ruyu asked for his answer in a low voice: "...Brother, you are the master of Fengling, you should know that what decision to make for Fengling is the best decision."

Chang Boning's face turned pale.

Is it to abandon the Dao for one person, or to punish a person for keeping the Dao?

In the past, this would not have been a problem for Chang Boning.

He never regards himself as a defender of the Tao, he is just one of thousands of Taoists, not very great, nor very greedy.It exists between heaven and earth, only to protect one person.

However, in the end, he was too naive as Ruo Gu and his master said.

When faced with the unanimous accusation from everyone, he suddenly realized that these people didn't want to reason and distinguish right from wrong at all, they wanted to tie Fengling to Fengling tightly, and destroy Fengling together by taking advantage of his old identity!

This is the century-old foundation entrusted to him by his master, Chang Boning. It is the way of heaven that the old four sects desperately recaptured from the hands of the devil, and it must not be destroyed by him.

However, let him be handed over as before, to be tried and trampled, even Chang Boning can't do it to death.

Chang Boning lowered his head, his eyes fell on the crowd, and he quickly found Jing Sanchai.

Jing Sanchai's right palm glowed with a ray of silver light, staring at Chang Boning all the time.

The eyes of the two met at a distance of a hundred feet, and they nodded slightly at the same time, reaching a consensus from afar.

Chang Boning did not answer for a long time, and the patience of the people below became thinner.

Someone shouted again: "Feng Ruru, stop making excuses to delay!"

"That's right, with Fengling's attitude like this, it's because he's determined to protect his weaknesses!"

"Hand over Feng Ruyuan! Otherwise, how can Fengling Mountain rank first among the four sects of Fengling!"

"Yeah! Hand it over! Hand it over!"

Feng Rugu swept his eyes away and recognized a disciple who was following the clamor in troubled waters amidst the din, and he was one of the disciples who were sober and who accepted his favor in the "remaining world".

His face was red, his neck was thick, and his appearance was very angry. It was probably because he had received his deep kindness all these years, and he was restless day and night. He didn't know how to repay him.

The corners of Feng Rugu's mouth were smiling, but his eyes were like knives. A strand of black hair hung down on his forehead, but the sharp light in his eyes couldn't be blocked.

He raised his hand, pointing accurately at the person who will avenge his kindness in the crowd: "...you."

Seeing that Feng Ruyu was about to speak again, the voice paused, and following the direction of his finger, he saw the young man who was hiding in the crowd and wantonly unleashing malice.

After being directly pointed out by Feng Rugu, and bathed in everyone's scrutiny, the man's throat rolled and he fell silent.

Feng Ruyuan nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, it's you....I remember you."

Feng Ruyuan put his hands behind his back and took a step forward: "...I remember each of you."

Fearing that Feng Ruyu would expose the events of the past in public, the man hastily interrupted him: "Yes! In the 'Leaving World', you once saved our lives, but because of this, you are even more unforgivable !"

He was smiling, not angry at all: "Oh?"

The man took courage: "So many fellow Taoists were murdered by the devil, you have seen it with your own eyes! Now that you have entered the devil's way without authorization, where do you put the fellow daoists who died in the "Remaining World" back then? You put them in the devil's way 13 years ago Where are all the Taoist friends who were slaughtered?"

The more he spoke, the more he felt that he was justified, and his words became more and more cadenced and coherent: "How can a person who is possessed by demons bear the title of Daoist Monarch again? How can a person who is possessed by demons-ah!!!"

As the man said this, his body trembled suddenly, and he rolled to the ground, clutching his waist and abdomen and howling in pain.

Two pieces of fresh flesh and blood fell from his Taoist robe, rolling dirty dust all over the floor.

His plain white Taoist robe first showed blood the size of a coin, and soon it spread to the size of a fist.

Feng Rugu pressed his fingertips that were filled with demonic energy to his lips, and looked at the daoist who was so shocked that his face turned ashen and hurried away, as well as the young man who was lying in the open space, screaming in pain and struggling endlessly. Man, shook his head twice.

"Shh." He raised his finger, "Others can still bark at me, but you can't. I'm a delicate person, and I can't hear dogs barking."

Feng Rugu put his hands behind his back, leaned over Chang Boning's shoulders, leaned against the pillars of the pavilion, and said with a smile, "You have spoken such grandiose words of conquest. It's really sweet. Since fellow Taoists are so upright and awe-inspiring, Feng Er I'm really sorry for not taking back what you owe me."

Feng Ruyuan was so generous that he blatantly exposed the secret he had kept for ten years: "Among the 'Leaving World', didn't all the young fellow Taoists survive by gouging out my flesh and blood? Come on, someone wants to attack me today, Please return Feng Er's flesh and blood first, then it will be regarded as repayment, and it will be really troublesome to save Feng Er from collecting debts one by one."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Luo Fuchun and Chang Boning were stunned in unison, Yan Jiangnan and Sang Luojiu, who had been waiting by the side early, were not very surprised because they were used to seeing the filth of Taoism and had already guessed this.

Seeing that the discussion started and the situation was not good, Mr. Xuanji waved his hand in time to suppress the spread of uneasiness: "What is the purpose of Mr. Yunzhong praising his achievements in the 'Leaving World'?"

Jing Sanchai held the silver hairpin tightly, interjected in a cold voice, "It's not a compliment."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, he took a step forward and got closer to Haoran Pavilion.

Jing Sanchai secretly calculated the possibility of blatantly taking Feng Rugu away, and said at the same time: "...Rugu was seriously injured in the 'Leaving World'. It is very likely that he was infected with demonic energy at that time, and he definitely did not intentionally become demonic!"

"Why didn't he say it at the beginning? Of course it's up to you to make it up now!" Someone immediately retorted with a sneer, "No one knows, he is the evil in the way of Feng Ru, and who knows if he doesn't like the magic of the right way this time? , Deliberately practice the magic way?"

"If I have achieved the right result of cultivation, I will cultivate a demon body, and I will never be trapped in the mountains. I will become the world's number one devil, practice the world's best swordsmanship, and win the world's number one beauty." "Fellow daoists, you really underestimated Feng Er."

Immediately, the noise below became even louder.

"Who are you threatening?"

"Everyone, have you heard that? He doesn't want to repent at all, he has already developed a rebellious heart!"

"he--"

Feng Ruyuan rolled up his long sleeves, and a powerful spiritual pressure was released without reservation, and a shocking wind was blown up on the ground, causing all the Taoist cultivators below to shut up.

Seeing that he used his spiritual power in such an exhausting way, Chang Boning was shocked: "As usual, don't use your spiritual power—"

Feng Rugu turned a deaf ear to it, and looked around intently for a while, trying to find the "Mr. Jing Han" who was following Mr. Xuanji.

But there was no such person beside Xuanji-jun, and the guests down there were really huge and crowded. After searching for a while, Feng Ruyuan felt that his injured right eye was a little sore, so he lifted up the monocle, rubbed his eyelids, and let it go Said: "Mr. Tang Dao, I know you are here."

Han Jing in the crowd was stunned, but his face remained expressionless.

He doesn't make facial expressions very well.This makes him appear to react indistinguishably from those around him.

Feng Ruyu said loudly: "Feng Er doesn't know what you want in the end. However, Feng Er is used to being tricky and selfish, and never likes to make others happy."

Han Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He faintly sensed Feng Ruyu's intentions.

But for the first time in his life he could not trust his own judgment.

And Feng Ruyu didn't care about Tang Swordsman's whereabouts any more.

He turned towards Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu who were in the distance, raised his eyebrows, and said with his lips: "...Did I say that my greatest achievement as your master is not to drag you down?"

Sang Luojiu, who thought that the master would kill more than a dozen Taoist disciples and escaped calmly, lost his composure immediately when he saw this, and shouted: "...that's not right!"

It was rare for Luo Fuchun to notice it, his heart twisted, and he rushed towards the Haoran Pavilion like crazy: "Master!"

After Feng Rugu bid farewell to his apprentice for a short time, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and smiled at Chang Boning who was not far behind him: "Senior brother, I know, you want me to run away."

Chang Boning's eyes showed confusion: "As before...?"

Feng Ruyu caressed his chest.

There, the fire lotus burned the body, and the sinful body was both dirty and holy. Fortunately, it is now buried under the black clothes, so it cannot be seen clearly.

He said softly: "If I run away, it's not an account....I can't explain to anyone."

"Senior brother can't make up his mind, so I will make the decision for senior brother as before."

Chang Boning's face suddenly changed: "It's the same!! Don't—"

He has no time to say the following words, he rides the wind and turns into a streamer, and in a blink of an eye he arrives at his side, reaching out to grab his wrist, trying to stop his movement.

Who would have thought that Feng Ruyu had been prepared for a long time, and grabbed his wrist with his hands, Xu Yun, with his long sleeves elegantly, borrowed his strength and exhausted his whole body's spiritual energy, and knocked Chang Boning down the Haoran Pavilion with his palm!

Chang Boning flew upside down, a line of blood suddenly gushed from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Rugu stood alone on the pavilion, as if standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain, innocent in his body: "Since you want to explain, the king of Yunzhong is Fengru, and I will give you an explanation on behalf of Fengling."

Jing Sanchai was completely dumbfounded, and murmured softly in disbelief: "...old brother?"

Feng Rugu no longer looked at the people below, and used his whole body's strength to force the meridians in his body to stop using the reverse method. When the golden light was exhausted, his pale skin also glowed with a light golden color, which made his normally flamboyant eyebrows look gentle and solemn. stand up.

The meridians all over his body were gradually melted by the sea-like golden spiritual power.

If you don't die, the Taoist sect will always investigate.

If you don't die, your brother will collect your soul.

If he doesn't die, Swordsman Tang will come to use him.

... Then, for Feng Rugu, who has always acted insanely, everything is very simple.

It would be fine as long as Feng Ruyu died.

Just at this time, Ruyi Yujian arrived.

Seeing his adoptive father's long clothes in tatters, flying backwards, his expression frightened and pained, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but Feng Ruyu's whole body was full of strange energy, with a smile on his face, he looked quite relaxed and able to do anything with ease.

...just a thought.

Like walking on the wind, taking steps, turning to Chang Boning, in the thousands of turbulent spiritual currents, first supported the back of the adoptive father and protected his heart.

Because of the excessive force, the wound on his wrist gushed out blood again, staining the cuff of the platinum monk robe.

At this time, in Feng Rugu's eyes, the scenery of the world began to flicker.

The sky and the earth are like a mirror, clearly reflecting Ruyi who is protecting Chang Boning.

He looked at the figure again and again, and felt a pang in his heart.

He thought in a daze, silly boy, why did you come here at this time?

When he and Chang Boning were about to land together, Chang Boning staggered two steps and shouted in a hoarse crying voice: "As usual!!"

Ruyi's right little finger that was supporting his back suddenly shrank.

The heartbeat that had held him back for ten years suddenly stopped.

...Chang Boning's heart is clearly still within a short distance of his palm, bouncing flexibly and vigorously.

Ruyi called softly: "Yi..."

He seemed to realize something, as if a big hole had been punched in his chest suddenly by a blunt instrument.

Ruyi swayed slightly, looked at the Haoran Pavilion, and met Shangfeng's old eyes.

Feng Ruyuan turned towards him and knelt down on his knees slowly.

His two swords seemed to have sensed something, they flew out of their sheaths, pierced three inches into the dust, and supported Feng Ruzhi's chest.

Wan Su's "Today" was burned by the demon flames, and his whole body was pitch black; Luo Qing's "Yesterday" was cut into a broken sword, only half of the broken blade remained.

After being "lost in the world", these two swords were no longer out of their sheaths and were not maintained. Because of the useless swords, like their owners, they had no interest in seeing the light of day again.

Today, they seemed to realize that their master's life was approaching, and they finally showed the last ray of spiritual consciousness, cuddling with him and giving him a little support.

The meridians were broken, the heavens and humans were weakened, Feng Ruyu's hair crown split, and he fell to the ground with a bang, his messy hair was blown and danced endlessly by the mountain wind.

He looked at Ruyi through his hair in a hurry, with clear eyes, as if he saw a lively little red dust running towards Fengling Mountain.

He took his hand and fell into "still waters run deep".

There are only the two of them in the world, and there is no one else.

Like a little fingertip, the thinly tied heart blood line falls off and flies away with the wind.

Panicked for a moment, Ru Yi stretched out his other hand, trying to grab back the unobtainable thing, but saw that the blood of his heart merged into Feng Ru's heart and merged with him again.

His hand was still on Chang Boning's back, losing temperature little by little, and the numbness spread from his little finger, sweeping his entire body and heart.

... No, no more heart.

Facing thousands of dumb fellows, Feng Rugu knelt down quietly and rested quietly.

He looked up at the sky.

A large area of ​​the sky was burnt by the magnificent morning glow, and the splendor was dazzling, but the bright Chang Gung star before dawn had long been stripped of its light, and only maintained a little bit of whiteness.

Feng Ruyuan looked at that point of paleness until it completely disappeared in front of his eyes.

The light in his eyes also faded, far away, gone.

His star has fallen.