The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

The door opened.

Feng Wangyue was wearing a white inner garment and an outer robe, half leaning against the door.

He curled his lips and smiled, and his face, which looked 50% similar to Feng, was as bright as the morning sun.

But his face was too pale, lacking some blood color.

One can tell at a glance that he is not in good health at the moment.

The colors and patterns of Feng Wangyue's robe are extremely bright and colorful.

The same is true of the outer robe I am wearing at this moment.

The face looked even paler and more fragile.

"Fifth senior brother."

Seeing Feng Wangyue coming out, Shen Ya couldn't help but go up to him.

Feng Wangyue touched Shen Ya's head and told her not to worry.

"Father, I'm out. If you have anything to say, please speak up."

Feng Wangyue casually stretched out his hand towards Feng and made a gesture of invitation.

"I thought you were in trouble, so I came to check on you. Now I see that you are in good health."

Feng Suiyi still wanted to move forward.

Song Wang's sword was across his face.

"Let him come over."

Feng Wangyue said this, and Song Wang retracted his sword.

Although I don’t know what Feng Wangyue wants to do.

But this is Feng Wangyue's father, so Song Wang decided to listen to Feng Wangyue.

Feng casually walked to a position about one meter away from Feng Wangyue before stopping.

"How long has it been since we last met?"

He asked Feng Wangyue.

"Father is really getting old, and his memory is starting to fail. We haven't seen each other much since you had your new son."

Feng Wangyue glanced at Feng Xuan indifferently.

Before Feng Xuan was born, Feng Wangyue could often see Feng Suiyi.

After Feng Xuan was born, Feng Wangyue saw Feng Suiyi only a few times.

Instead, suspicion and disgust took their place.

If Feng Wangyue hadn’t been ruthless enough.

Perhaps it had already been pulled off the platform by the wind.

"I remember now. The last time we met seemed to be hundreds of years ago. It's been so long. You've grown up a lot."

Feng sighed casually, "When you were only that old, you kept asking me to hold you."

"It's hard for me to remember. Please tell me if you have anything to say. I have other things to do and don't have time to entertain you."

His body was in so much pain that Feng Wangyue was too lazy to practice Tai Chi with Feng.

I just want to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.

"I heard you weren't feeling well, so I wanted to help you. Let me take a look."

Feng casually reached out and wanted to grab Feng Wangyue's hand.

Feng Wangyue retracted his hand and tried to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Feng Suiyi was faster and still grabbed Feng Wangyue's hand.

A powerful spiritual force flowed through his hand and tried to enter Feng Wangyue's meridians.

Feng Wangyue subconsciously wanted to resist this strange spiritual power.

However, the strange spiritual power still wanted to enter very forcefully, even at the cost of damaging Feng Wangyue's meridians.

"Fifth senior brother."

Shen Ya wanted to push Feng Suiyi's hand away.

Before he touched Feng Suiyi, Yao Wang pushed Feng Suiyi away.

Song Wang and his men also gathered together.

Several people surrounded the door so tightly that no one could get in.

"He is my patient. If something goes wrong, you can't be held responsible."

Yao Wang didn't want to care at first.

This is Feng Wangyue’s family affair.

If you care too much, you might get into trouble.

But seeing that Feng Wangyue's face looked bad and Shen Ya looked like he wanted to take action, Yao Wang had no choice but to intervene.

Feng casually lowered his eyes and glanced at Yao Wang.

"You actually use a human alchemist. It seems that they are right. You like human monks very much."

His hand was knocked down, and Feng Suiyi seemed to be sure of something.

He withdrew his hand, paused, and then spoke again.

"Wangyue, please give up your position. You are no longer suitable to be the young leader of the fox tribe."

"I'm not suitable, but he is?"

Because just now the wind's spiritual power forced its way into the meridians.

At this moment, Feng Wangyue's meridians were in great pain.

He frowned, half sarcastically and half indifferently.

Feng Wangyue had realized a long time ago that Feng Suiyi had this idea.

However, Feng Wangyue did not expect that this person could endure until now.

"Now it seems that he is more suitable than you. He is faster in cultivation than you, more popular than you, and..."

"And he has the same last name as you?"

Feng Wangyue leaned on Shen Ya and completed the sentence that Feng Suiyi had not finished.

Feng Wangyue approached.

Shen Ya smelled the smell of blood on Feng Wangyue.

Strong smell of blood.

She wanted to say something.

Feng Wangyue patted her shoulder gently, and Shen Ya swallowed her words again.

"You and mother decided on this name. You had no objection at the time. Why are you saying this now?"

Feng Wangyue did not take his father's surname, but his mother Feng Ling's.

At that time, Feng Ling tricked Feng Suiyi by saying that they would have children in the future, and this child would have her surname first, and the next child would have the same surname as Feng Suiyi. Anyway, their surnames were pronounced the same.

When love is intense, every word is sweet and every promise is meant to last forever.

But when the relationship breaks down.

Everything that was once beautiful will be torn apart, and the sharpness and contradictions hidden under the beauty will be exposed, splitting the remaining beautiful memories.

"This position was given to me by you and mother. Even if you want me to give it up, mother should be present."

"Your mother took people to Lieyuan. You should know about this."

"It's okay, I called her back for you."

Feng Wangyue looked up at the sky not far away.

A strong aura is approaching.