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When it got late, Feng Changyun went back.

After hearing Shen Tinghan say that Beiming Immortal Lord had regained her sanity, she had many things to ask and say to her master, but when she got to the door, she found that the entire room was blocked by spiritual power and she could not enter at all.

Feng Changyun looked at the spiritual barrier and understood that it was Beiming Immortal Lord who didn't want to see her.

She didn't expect Beiming Immortal Lord to avoid seeing him. I shouted several times outside, but there was no response inside the house.

Feng Changyun knelt down outside the house: "Master, my disciple's unfilial piety makes you worry about me, but you have to let me know what you are worried about. Can we talk about it?"

Beiming Immortal Lord was unmoved.

"I know that something unexpected happened to you and Shen Tinghan. Maybe I did live up to your teachings, but I didn't do well. Whether it's beating or scolding, you have to tell me face to face."

Feng Changyun was still persuading, while Beiming was sitting in the room, with no expression on Qingjun's face.

His eyes were empty, as if he couldn't hear Feng Changyun's voice, and his eyes moved to the table, where there was a dagger.

He walked over and picked up the dagger on the table, and made a deep cut on his arm. The gushing blood and the pain on his wrist brought him back to consciousness.

Looking at the bloody hand, he cut it too deep with the knife, and could vaguely see the bones underneath, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

When he came to his senses, the blood on his arm had stopped flowing. He thought about it and laughed at himself. The monk's body was indeed much better than that of a mortal.

When he lowered his head and saw a large amount of blood stained on his clothes, he thought of something, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly used a spell to clean up the blood stains.

Looking at the pure white inner clothes, Beiming Immortal Master let out a long sigh of relief.

He sensed it briefly and found that Feng Changyun was still kneeling outside.

Feng Changyun understands Beiming Immortal, but Beiming Immortal also understands him.

Feng Changyun is too stubborn, which is too similar to him, which is not good.

Why can't time go forward a little further?

How nice would it be to go back to when she was a child?

If he had it to do over again, he would definitely not teach her those big principles again. He would teach her how to protect herself. Sometimes being selfish is not a bad thing at all.

Or it wouldn't be a bad idea to take her away and travel around the world.

But he had no such opportunity.

Neither did Feng Changyun.

Although the trajectory of this life was very different from the previous one, he had given up hope and did not dare to have any more hope.

Neither he nor Shen Tinghan could save Feng Changyun.

No matter what they do, she will end up dying miserably just like the route set in the picture book.

Even if you sacrifice yourself, nothing will change.

……

Feng Changyun knelt in the yard for three days, but Beiming Immortal Master never made any move, let alone saw her, and Shen Tinghan couldn't persuade her.

In the end, the leader couldn't stand it anymore and tied her back to Lian Tianfeng.

Afraid that Feng Changyun would not give up and would run around, he simply set up a barrier at Liantian Peak to temporarily trap her inside.

Feng Changyun's haggard appearance made the netizens in the live broadcast room feel distressed, and they all began to shout to Beiming Immortal Lord from a distance.

[Why are you so indifferent? After all, the boss is the apprentice you brought up]

[Master is obviously worried about the boss, but why doesn’t he see him? 】

[Did any accident happen in the previous life? Let Beiming Immortal Lord not want to see her]

[It’s hard to speculate on this, there is too little known]

[It’s so melancholy. Watching the live broadcasts these days makes me so depressed]

[If the boss hadn’t tied up the boss, she wouldn’t know how long she would have to kneel down]

Feng Changyun locked herself in the room when she returned to Liantian Peak, while Shen Tinghan could only worry outside.

Beiming Immortal Lord has gone crazy, and he is really afraid that Feng Changyun will also suffocate him to death.

But at the same time, he also knew that Feng Changyun was the strongest, which was why the leader dared to imprison her in Liantian Peak.

And what about Feng Changyun?

She was not autistic as Shen Tinghan feared, and started practicing as soon as she entered the house.

She thought very clearly that the reason why Master was so worried about her was because her cultivation level was too low, which gave Master the illusion that she was weak.

What if she is Mahayana? What about even overcoming the tribulation?

She didn't believe that her cultivation level had reached the level of the Tribulation Master and she could still believe that she would let others bully her!

She didn't believe that she had survived the tribulation, and there were still people who dared to bully her!

Feng Changyun made up her mind and began to practice the talismans she obtained from Wuwang for the sake of multiple trump cards.

She deliberately found a spacious room and opened the live broadcast room. She clicked on the gift column without even looking at the barrage. Even though she was mentally prepared to be buried, she was already prepared to run away.

But the next second after she clicked it, she was caught off guard and buried.

What's even more outrageous is that netizens in the live broadcast room gave away many large things.

There were three cars alone, and a helicopter was also brought for her. In addition to the huge number of messy things, her house was completely destroyed, and she was buried under the rubble along with the gifts.

Feng Changyun:......

The moment she realized something was wrong, she hurriedly used her spiritual power to barely protect the cars and helicopters.

Can this stupid interface have a function that allows a given gift to appear wherever I click?

Why do you bury her every time?

Now there is such a big movement! The house collapsed! She is really convinced.

The live broadcast room also fell silent. Why did you feel a little guilty?

Shen Tinghan heard the commotion and ran over quickly, and saw a corner of something unknown underneath the ruins. It was made of metal and was pressed under the wooden boards and tiles.

Feng Changyun emerged from the ruins with a gray face. Her hair was messy, her face was covered with gray, her eyes were a little dull, and she looked in a state of utter embarrassment.

Shen Tinghan was stunned for a moment and quickly pulled her out of the ruins. He looked at her in astonishment and then at the ruins. He didn't know where to start the question.

Although she knew that Feng Changyun had encountered a problem with Beiming Immortal Lord, it was not like she could do the demolition of the house.

What did she do?

No more houses.

Feng Changyun ignored his stunned look and began to clean up the ruins. Shen Tinghan also hurriedly helped.

After cleaning for a long time, the two finally removed the tiles and wooden boards, revealing the dusty gifts underneath.

Shen Tinghan looked here and there, unable to understand what these were, so he could only cast questioning eyes on Feng Changyun.

Feng Changyun didn't know what these were for. Although she had lived in the interstellar era for a month, these things had long been eliminated in the interstellar era and she had never seen them.

She carefully inspected the cars and helicopters. Fortunately, she acted quickly and took action in time. Apart from some scratches and grooves, nothing was damaged on the cars.

But the helicopter was in misfortune. The propeller blades didn't take care of it and were bent.

Feng Changyun used a cleaning technique to remove the dust on the surface of these things, and then pulled out the yellow paper and cinnabar she was looking for from the remaining ruins.

She looked at the curved fan blades, glanced at the little black ball, and feeling guilty, she flew up and broke the fan blades back. Like the other fan blades, she stopped after seeing it straighten out.

This...should not affect use.

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【…】

[Is there anyone who understands this? Can this be done? 】

[She is really, I cried to death, please return to the factory for rebuilding]

[What are you thinking, little fool? It definitely won’t work! 】

[Tsk, I feel so bad. Porsche, Rolls-Royce, Pagani, what a sin, boss, just give it to me if you don’t want it]

【I don’t know who to feel sorry for for a moment】

[The car can still drive, it’s okay, just be happy, boss]

Feng Changyun took the time to look at the barrage and felt even more guilty.

She really had no idea they were talking about cars and helicopters being so big.

It looks quite expensive, and she seems...a bit of a spendthrift.