Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Feng Xia listened quietly to the conversation between Xiao Qian and Xie Yun.

There was no difference between happiness or anger on his face, and he had no reaction.

He just stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, motionless as a mountain.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel a call.

So, he shook his sleeves and left.

In the room, Xiao Qian had put down her worried look.

Xie Yun looked at her and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, he was too kind. At this moment, if he took advantage of Feng Xia's compassion, there might be a glimmer of hope.

But if you don't take advantage of it, maybe...

But then I thought about it, isn’t it that people just want to have peace of mind in life?

The standards of good and evil in the world only teach us to measure the correctness of our actions, but they may not make us feel at ease.

No matter whether Xiaoqian's choice is correct or not.

At least, it can make her feel at ease.

Naturally, Xie Yun would not force anything that Xiao Qian didn’t want to do.

They had been preparing for this day for so long, so naturally they had to rely on their ability to win.

If you can't, you can still try to die a worthy death.

How can you not do human affairs just to survive?

Thinking of this, Xie Yun said: "It's okay, second brother is here, your sister and brother-in-law are here, everyone is working hard on this, don't worry, we have everything."

Xiao Qian nodded: "I know, second brother, don't worry."

……

the other side.

Feng Xia stood in front of the fortune teller.

The fortune teller at this time was almost the same as before.

He is still dressed in fluttering white clothes and follows the orders with an immortal air, just like the old immortal who descended from heaven to earth.

But there seemed to be an aura of hostility lingering between his brows.

Those eyes that were originally clear and kind seemed to have something deposited on them, making his whole person look contradictory and inconsistent.

Feng Xia didn't salute, just stood there: "Master."

They are still called master and apprentice, but it seems that the friendship between master and apprentice is no longer there.

The fortune teller glanced at him indifferently, and then asked: "Xie Yun is useful to me, why did you let him go on your own initiative?"

Feng Xia said quietly: "I am standing here because you promised to save Xiao Qian's life. Whatever I do, it is just for her to live."

The fortune teller chuckled: "My disciple is such an infatuated person, but do you know that you are cruel and ruthless, so why are you attracted to this woman?"

Feng Xia sneered: "This kind of thing coming from Master's mouth is nothing more than numerology. I don't care what it is for. I only know that I am willing to die for her."

The fortune teller nodded: "It is indeed a numerology theory. The woman's fate is exactly the same as yours, so it makes you become half-human and half-ghost."

"But remember, you are my disciple. I have tried so hard to get you to stand here again, not just to make you seek death and life for a woman."

"I promised you to spare her life, but if you go too far, I will crush her like an ant. Just take care of yourself."

Feng Xia nodded: "I know."

The ordering master said: "Chang Sun Tao and Lu Mingyu have entered the formation. You go out and release Chu Jiangli, and then take them to the center of the formation."

Feng Xia didn't say much, turned around and left.

After the incident with the Gu, he seemed to have lost all his emotions and turned into a heartless puppet.

And his attachment to Xiao Qian is the pillar that keeps him alive like a zombie.

Why must Xiao Qian live?

Because people like him are not qualified to be reincarnated, right?

If something unexpected happens to Xiao Qian, then he will never see the girl who gave her the porridge.