I Draw Red Envelopes in All Worlds

"Doesn't that change anything? I'm still sorry for them."

Jiu Jianxian was a little powerless.

"I'll show you how to do it, you need to listen to me."

Chen Feng is still a little afraid of Jiu Jianxian messing around, although it may not necessarily affect the main line, it is still possible.

"it is good."

Jiu Jianxian chose to believe in Chen Feng.

"Let's go, hide from the rain for a while."

Chen Feng glanced at the pouring rain and walked towards an inn.

It took a whole day for the rain to stop, Jiu Jianxian was impatient.

"You have been to those places before, let you lead the way."

Chen Feng didn't know where Shenggu and Nanman lived, and had to rely on Jiujianxian.

"Can't you count?" Jiu Jianxian said strangely: "This should not trouble you, right?"

Chen Feng said unhappily: "Do you think it's necessary to waste your energy on these calculations?"

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Jiu Jianxian went outside, stretched out his hand, and his sword flew out and quickly grew in size.

"Come up."

Jiu Jianxian held his head up, his hair fluttered, his clothes fluttered, and he looked quite chic.

Chen Feng didn't jump on it, but said meaningfully: "Do you want to control swordsmanship? I can do it too."

Jiu Jianxian had a strange expression: "You will? Are you sure?"

"look."

Chen Feng also made a gesture with his hand, and with a clang, a black sword flew out from behind, and his essence was injected into it, taking Nilin as the root and turning his true essence into a big sword.

Looking at the sword floating beside him, the familiar feeling made Jiu Jianxian's jaw almost drop.

He couldn't believe it: "You are not a native of Shushan, how can you know our Shushan's imperial swordsmanship?"

"Did I say that you are not a disciple of Shushan?" Chen Feng smiled playfully, "If you are not a disciple of Shushan, can you learn the art of fencing?"

"This……"

Jiu Jianxian looked at Chen Feng's sword, he used it so skillfully, and the incomparably sharp sword energy was definitely the authentic Shushan Yujian technique.

Chen Feng secretly laughed in his heart, his own sword control skills came from the other party, unless Jiu Jianxian did not practice authentic sword control skills, it must be authentic.

He looked surprised and said: "You are also a disciple of Shushan. Seeing that your cultivation base is so profound, it is unlikely that you are a disciple of the 27th generation, and you should not be the same generation as us, because I have never met you."

"You don't have to guess. I'm a disciple of Shushan, but I didn't appear on the roster. You can't find me."

Chen Feng smiled lightly, his sword control skills were drawn, and he could also be a disciple of Shushan.

"It seems that a certain senior has accepted the status outside. I guess your seniority is higher than mine."

Jiu Jianxian muttered, but he didn't think that Chen Feng was a counterfeit, because Yu Jianshu would never be spread to the outside world.

"It's up to you, I don't mind if you call me senior." Chen Feng showed a wicked look.

"How old are you?" Jiu Jianxian felt that he could guess from his age.

"There are no Jiazi in the mountains. I'm not too sure. It should be more than 100 years old."

Chen Feng babbled nonsense, he has now passed through four worlds, and it took him 13 years. Adding his original age, he is still less than 35 years old, which is far from a hundred years old.

Jiu Jianxian sighed: "It seems that most of you are disciples of the previous generation. Unfortunately, there was a civil strife in Shushan a hundred years ago, and there were heavy casualties. Few of them survived until now."

"I rarely go back to Shushan, and I don't know many people, so you don't need to waste your time guessing my identity." Chen Feng shook his head.

Jiu Jianxian glanced at the strange looking sword, frowned and said, "There seems to be a fierce spirit inside your sword."

"That's right, this is a sword spirit. It's very rare. It can protect the master at critical times, and it can also be used to attack directly. Do you want to feel it?"

Chen Feng gave a strange laugh, and let go of part of the suppression, black mist suddenly appeared on the Nilin sword, and the surrounding light dimmed.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in fighting it now, what's the name of this sword?" Jiu Jianxian asked casually.

Chen Feng spat out two words: "Ni Lin!"

"The reverse scale of the dragon, you will die if you touch it, a good sword." Jiu Jianxian is quite envious, after all, swords with sword spirits are very rare, this is the pursuit of sword cultivators.

"It's still relatively fragile, and you still need to collect some materials to strengthen it. Don't forget about it after finishing the work here."

Chen Feng stepped on the Nilin Sword, changed the formula, and flew into the sky with a whoosh.

Jiu Jianxian chased up from behind, and praised: "Your cultivation base is very profound, I am not as good as you, I wonder if senior brother can compare with you."

Chen Feng smiled lightly and said: "You will know, I will return to Shushan sooner or later to have a look."

He said it as if Shushan was his teacher, but Jiu Jianxian still believed it.

"Shushan has experienced several chaos now, and it is not as good as before. If a master like you goes back, brother will be very happy." Jiu Jianxian showed anticipation.

"I, like you, like to be free and unrestrained. Your senior brother is destined to be disappointed." Chen Feng was noncommittal.

Whizzing!

Two sword lights pierced the sky and flew towards their destination. Soon they came to a bamboo forest and landed on a soil slope.

"She lives here." Jiu Jianxian looked at the distant buildings complicatedly, even the imperial palace could be seen at a glance.

"Why are you standing still, go over and have a look."

Chen Feng reminded, walked over quickly, his thoughts had dispersed, and he detected the surrounding situation.

A square appeared, and two girls were playing. He stopped and said, "They are the children of the two most important women in your life."

"One of them is... my child."

Jiu Jianxian stared blankly at the two girls chasing butterflies in the distance, and subconsciously wanted to go there.

He raised his hand to block Jiu Jianxian's chest, drew today's red envelope, then pressed Jiu Jianxian's shoulder, reminding:

"Don't reveal too much, and don't tell her that you are her father, otherwise it's too easy for a child to reveal the secret."

"I understand." Jiu Jianxian held back tears and walked over slowly.Every step seems heavy.

Chapter 172

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Linger."

"Is your mother the Witch Queen?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

Looking at the similar eyes of Ling'er and Queen Wu, Jiu Jianxian's complexion was complicated. Is her child this old?

He set his eyes on the girl next to him, and for some reason, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop, and he cried, "What about you, what's your name?"

"My name is Anu."

The little girl gave Jiu Jianxian a strange look, and said innocently: "Uncle, why are you crying?"

"I... I don't know either." Jiu Jianxian wiped his eyes, he had a feeling somewhere that this girl must have something to do with him.

Combined with Chen Feng's story, he is basically sure that this is his daughter,

He wanted to know each other very much, but in the end, for the safety of the holy aunt, he didn't say much, just chatted with the two girls.

Chen Feng looked at the guy who kept crying, and sighed secretly. The holy lady was still too kind, but she just left an innocuous spell on her daughter.

"Before they are sure about solving the moon worship, they can know each other, but they can't recognize each other."

After muttering something, he jumped up and landed on a big willow tree next to him, leaning against it to take a nap.

"Next..."

He was further perfecting the plan in his mind, with a sense of anticipation in his heart.

Perhaps in this world, he will experience the wonder of fate.

At this time, a group of patrolling soldiers came over and saw a stranger appearing, their faces changed slightly.

"There are unknown people approaching the princess, be careful that the princess is in danger."

The leader in armor was about to draw his sword, but was shocked when he found that only the scabbard was left.

Before he could look up for his sword, a cold light suddenly appeared, and then he felt a chill on his neck, and a sharp sword fell on his neck.

He froze in place, glanced at the cold blade, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his pupils shrank, this sword was his saber.

What's going on, why was my sword taken away by the opponent, it's too fast.

"Don't get excited, general, we have no malicious intentions." Chen Feng folded his arms, still reclining on the branch, the breeze blowing, the willows swaying.

"You... who are you?" The general was shocked to find that the sword was not being held by anyone, and it was just floating out of thin air, which was extremely dangerous.

He swallowed his saliva, his face was as pale as snow in fright, and drops of cold sweat the size of peas fell to the ground.

The others were also stunned for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, they didn't expect their head to be taken from the sword so easily, and the other party didn't even hold the sword in their own hands.

This is definitely a master!

Clang clang!

However, although they were afraid, they still drew their swords and surrounded the people on the tree in a vigilant manner.

"Release our general!"

Glancing at the others lightly, Chen Feng raised his eyelids: "We are not enemies, but if you do something, then maybe it will happen."

Chen Feng's calm and indifferent expression seemed to ignore them at all, which made them even more afraid.

"Don't mess around, this is the royal palace, and it is heavily guarded. If you kill me, it will only attract more people."

The general reminded him that he didn't want to die here so simply.