Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

He raised his sword and was about to leave, but found that the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and cracks extended around him, forming a formation.

He knew this formation, it was originally carved in every sub-room of the mountain mansion to help calm one's mind...but it seems that someone has tampered with it.

"The enchantment placed by Shangxian is not bad. The last time I sneaked into the enchantment of the noble sect's guards when I was passing by to visit, it directly cut off my distraction. Fortunately, Shangxian did not receive him personally last time, otherwise I would not have a chance. Drive distraction into this mountain mansion," an illusory figure emerged from the air, it was the strand of distraction that was cut off.

Feng Yangye felt that his hands and feet were bound in the formation, and his face was solemn: "You are the one who bribed the Wuji Temple to kill me?"

"Shangxian Yangye, I'm only in the late stage of Jindan, and I have to protect my identity...I'm afraid that I will leave clues if I make a direct move. To die, I had no choice but to use the second hand to borrow the noble sect's formation, I created this ancient killing formation, the outside world will think that you died of madness, for the East China Sea Fengshenzong, it is not a miracle, right?"

"...The hall master is really good at formations and has a meticulous mind," Feng Yangye listened to her words, and when he responded casually, he clenched his long sword and planned to destroy the eyes of the formation, but the ancient weapon trembled slightly and could not be turned. .

"Shangxian, don't move that sword anymore. I replaced the eyes with an ancient seal stone. Ningyuan Hansoul is an ancient weapon, but it is still a sword. Last time I wasted a piece of seal to suppress it at Wangyue Shi, I don't know how you broke through the formation specially restraining it..."

"Hiss..." Feng Yangye suddenly felt a headache, and the pain in his body was much lighter, but the scene in front of him became blurred. He hastily bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake: "Why did you kill me?"

The ancient Fenggang stone was rumored to be a spiritual stone used to suppress the four directions of the world. All the weapons in the world are useless in front of it, but now all you can find in the world are broken pieces. Once these incomplete Fenggang stones are passive Use it, it will break apart after twelve hours, it is a one-time thing.

This woman took out two ancient Zhenzong stones from Qingyang Tianshui. It seems that he must be killed. The last time he broke through the formation, he used the formation on his back to resist forcefully, but now...Nie Shuiyan is not Demonic cultivator, he also lacks the spiritual power of demonic cultivator to absorb when he activates the formation.

Nie Shuiyan was distracted listening to his question and paused for a moment, with a silent look in his eyes: "I don't want to kill you... But if you don't die, this sword can't be destroyed... Shangxian, Ling Yue and I A thousand-year-old Taoist, he died under this sword, I don't help him avenge, I feel ashamed..."

Ling Yue?Feng Yangye's mind flashed the elder of Qingyang Tianshui who was sucked by Ningyuan Hanpo and turned into a human being. Most of Qingyang Tianshui Sect are female cultivators. Having sex with others, I didn't expect that Nie Shuiyan would secretly marry a Taoist couple, and he would use the deepest affection.

A broken sword can really cause trouble... Fengyang's ambition was filled with anger, and the spiritual consciousness in the sword seemed to realize that it was his own fault, revealing a trace of guilt and anxiety.

"Uh..." Feng Yangye was distracted for a moment, the strange fragrance in the formation penetrated into his heart and lungs, he glanced at the sword in his hand with blurred vision, there is a contract in which he can suppress the sword spirit, but he cannot destroy it, He didn't even have the option of throwing it at Nie Shuiyan's disposal.

His only chance of survival is to forcibly activate the formation on his body, trying to break through this tampered concentration formation, risking self-destruction of part of his cultivation is better than dying here.

Nie Shuiyan's distracted eyes became more and more sad at this time, Feng Yangye, who was about to activate the formation, felt something wrong when he saw her, and before he could move in time, the female cultivator's distracted self-destructed and disintegrated to melt into it In the formation, the demise of the distraction would do great damage to the master's spiritual consciousness, and Nie Shuiyan melted the distraction without hesitation.

With the help of strong spiritual power, the momentum of the killing formation suddenly increased, and the black light gushed out of the crack and penetrated into Feng Yangye's body in an instant. , the whole person fell into the dark bottomless abyss...

"Yangye..." He seemed to vaguely hear someone calling him, very familiar...Feng Yangye suddenly opened his eyes, surrounded by water, flooding his chin, as if it would overflow his mouth and nose at any time, he raised his head and saw a The man was squatting by the pool, wearing a light gray gown, his upright and elegant face was very similar to his, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very tired.

"Father..." Feng Yangye moved slowly from the water and stretched out his hand. When he saw his white and tender little hand, his mind became blurred. After waking up in an instant...it felt as if everything before was a dream, and he was only a hundred years old. Maintaining the appearance of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, his mind is only eleven or twelve years old...

He has never walked out of this dark room. It seems that he has been locked here since he was born, soaking in this pool full of strange medicinal fragrances, accompanied by the cold water that penetrates the bone marrow day and night ...

He has never seen people outside, the sky, the sea, the mountains, the wilderness... In his little mind, he only knows what this dark room looks like.

"Father... I had a dream. I dreamed that I didn't have to stay in the water anymore..." Feng Yangye lay on his back by the pool and looked up at the tall and thin man, his eyes reflected the dim candlelight around him, shining brightly of.

"Yangye is obedient, father will take you out," Feng Xingkuo's eyes are full of tenderness, but deep down is tired and helpless...

Feng Yangye often saw his expression like this, raised his small hand to hold his fingers, "I don't want to go out, I dreamed that you died after I went out, I don't want you to die, and you will disappear after death..."

"Father won't die... Father will take you to meet your mother and the apricot blossoms in front of her door. Do you want to try the apricot flower cake made by your mother?"

Feng Yangye blinked: "...Daddy... What are apricot blossoms and apricot flower cakes?"

A big hand was placed on Feng Yangye's head and gently rubbed, accompanied by a gentle tone: "The apricot flower is very beautiful and fragrant, it is white, and when the wind blows, it will be like falling snow. Mother uses it to make The osmanthus cake is very sweet..."

Feng Yangye became more and more confused: "What is Luoxue? Daddy always mentions mother, why doesn't mother come to see me?"

"Yano..."

Feng Yangye saw that the area around the man's eyes turned red, and he suddenly felt sad, and lightly rubbed his hand on his head, "Father, I don't understand anything... Did it make you angry?"

Feng Xingkuo's eyes trembled: "No, father is not angry, mother also wants to see Yangye, but she can't come in, Yangye, don't be afraid, father will lead you out in the future... definitely will."

"Well," Feng Yangye showed a clean and thorough smile, trusting the person in front of him without hesitation.

Two drops of water dripped from the man's eyes, the boy reached out to wipe off the water marks on his father's face, but his wet fingers could only leave more water marks on Feng Xingkuo's face.

"Xingkuo, you should go," a tall and heroic man walked in from the dim corridor, followed by many people in blue clothes... Seeing those people made Feng Yangye very uncomfortable, But his mind told him that it was obviously the first time he had seen these people...

Feng Xingkuo didn't get up, but squatted by the pool and turned his head, "Brother, can you let him go? Yang Ye..."

"You should go, he can't escape, Fuxi's people have come..." The man interrupted the begging, his face was a bit cold and sad, Feng Yangye held Feng Xingkuo's hand tightly , with flinching in his eyes.

"He can't hide... Just like you and me before, no one can hide..."

Strange words echoed in his ears, he stared at the people in blue clothes walking towards him, slowly trembling, his whole body was resisting contact with them.

The picture split suddenly amidst strong emotions, and the severe pain in his head resurfaced faintly...