Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

In the mountain mansion, the sound of the silver needle falling to the ground can be heard quietly...

Feng Yangye woke up in the silence, feeling a slight pain in his head, his memory just now was fuzzy and chaotic, he looked at the broken ground, and the gray and white fragments left by the shattered sealing stone next to him, thinking for a while relieved...

Maybe it was luck, the Feng Gang Stone was actually shattered before he was killed by the killing array...

It's just like... I vaguely remember that someone hugged me all the time... What else did I say... I can't remember... Is it an illusion?I can't remember the details of what happened just now...

After a headache, Feng Yangye didn't think about it any more, he vaguely saw something blue out of the corner of his eye, his face darkened, he turned his head, and saw the ice blue long sword crouching in the corner...

"Do you still dare to run? Sooner or later, I will find a blacksmith to melt you down, and beat you into a pile of iron toothpicks to pick your teeth!"

Shui Wufeng smiled while standing outside the secret room, and walked out of the mountain mansion while burning the beauty's head into fine ashes...

The news that Bai Wuji and Nie Shuiyan were both decapitated overnight was widely circulated. The Wuji Hall has become a bird and beast since the death of the lord. Let’s not mention it. The other Hall Master of this continent threatened to investigate thoroughly, but after nearly three months of investigation with all his strength, there was no clue at all, and they did not know why they suddenly stopped investigating. Without a follow-up, it gradually faded out of the attention of all parties, and it was rumored to be two anecdotal and unsolved cases in Sizhou.

By the time Feng Yangye left the customs, few people had spread the news... Most people did not connect the deaths of the two.

But he always had a feeling that something was wrong. He didn't say anything about the affairs in the mountain mansion. No one else knew that Ling Yue was Nie Shuiyan's Taoist partner. Yes know.

The two people who wanted to kill him died overnight. It's a bit strange no matter how you think... It seems like someone is helping him in the dark, but how can anyone do this?

He couldn't figure it out after thinking about it left and right, and in the end he could only pretend that he was lucky and let it go.

In addition, Wuji Hall's attack on Mochizuki was really not beneficial to him at all. Feng Yangye couldn't help smiling when he thought of the way his little apprentice got close to him when he came back from Mochizuki when he woke up from a coma. ..

Thinking of Shui Wufeng, an indescribable feeling suddenly flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp the clue no matter what.Probably because he suddenly wanted to see his newly recruited apprentice, he felt uneasy if he couldn't see him, he was dazed for a while, he didn't realize the subtle difference in emotion before and after the retreat, and decided to get up and go Sitting in the courtyard of the little apprentice, he was still thinking about finding a reason... I don’t know how Xiao Shier’s injury from Mochizuki is recovering.

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Since Feng Yangye left the customs, the situation in the four continents has been calm for a long time, and no major incidents have happened. Xiuxian asked and idle time always flies quickly.

If you don't pay attention, it will be 40 to [-] years...

Feng Yangye was playing chess with his apprentice Wu Cheng today, he was obviously not good at chess, he stared at the chessboard and frowned.

"Master, you can't play tricks in this game," Rong Ning, who was watching the excitement eating melon seeds, frowned and muttered after spitting out the melon seeds. It's been five games, and I haven't got a single spirit stone."

"You say that your master is playing tricks on me... Is there any evidence?" Feng Yangye raised his eyebrows, and the chess piece fell. When Wucheng was about to drop the chess piece, he saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the chess piece he had just laid. "Wait! I made a mistake just now, try again..."

Rong Ning rolled his eyes and muttered: "... regretting the game again, isn't this called cheating?"

Feng Yangye brushed him off, "Want to rebel? Be honest and eat your melon seeds... Be careful that I will punish you for copying books."

Wu Cheng smiled and said nothing, Rong Ning pouted and continued eating melon seeds.

Feng Yangye stared at the chessboard for a while, touched his chin hesitantly, Rong Ning stared behind him and his eyes lit up, "Twelve! You're here? Look at Master! He's cheating!"

"Who's cheating?" Feng Yangye raised his eyebrows angrily, a hand with strong bones stretched out from behind him, took the black stones in his hand and put them on the chessboard, "Go here."

"Twelve! Why are you still playing tricks for Master?" Rong Ning stared at the young man in gray behind Feng Yangye.

"Second senior brother can also help senior senior brother if he wants to. If master loses, I will pay you the spirit stone."

With a man's characteristic deep and magnetic voice resounding beside him, Feng Yangye turned his head and saw the tall and straight young man showing a kind smile, "It's still my little twelve respecting the teacher."

"Master, go ahead, I'll help you watch." Over the past few decades, the thin and handsome young man picked up from the Tianbing Tomb has now turned into a tall and tall young man who is half a head taller than Feng Yangye , the appearance has also transformed into sharp edges and corners, and a pair of extraordinarily deep eyes are placed between them, like obsidian entering the mountains, with a unique temperament.

Even so, it was the result of Shui Wufeng's slight restraint. His face was only slightly changed according to the original facial features of his phantom boy, and it was still not outstanding. He just wanted to be tougher than before. As for the height, he was originally Because of the devil, the real body is more than a head taller than Feng Yangye, who is not short at all. Now it is unavoidably conspicuous and has not changed according to the original body shape. However, in the eyes of others, such a change in body shape in such a short period of time is already unreasonable. Fortunately, It was Feng Yangye who opened a small stove to soak the spiritual spring for him for two full years, so his cheap master didn't become suspicious because of his figure and appearance.

After Shui Wufeng helped Luozi, the sluggish situation of the headmaster on the chessboard quickly became fierce. Feng Yangye was relieved and deeply felt that the young people around him were worthy of being the apprentices he brought out with his own hands. Looks good, how long will it look if you pull it out in the future!After thinking about it, Xianxiu not only laughed out loud, but also caressed the hand of his apprentice on his shoulder.

Rong Ning looked at the two people next to him who were in love with each other, and could only continue eating melon seeds angrily. Baishun has never said serious things, not only has he taught himself all the time, but also opened up all kinds of small things in a blatant manner. On the other hand, looking at it, this master only cares about him, this lovely second apprentice. Punishment to copy books, copying his bad memory can memorize all the methods of foundation building and qi formation, and still copying, it is simply the same family with different fates, although eating and being lazy is not an advantage, but there is no need to treat them differently, right?

Wucheng played a few more moves, and finally looked at the chessboard for a long time, and could only shake his head, with a slight smile on his face: "Oh... I'd better admit defeat in this game, the twelve chess skills are superb, the senior brother feels ashamed .”

"Senior brother was joking," Shui Wufeng replied casually, a proud voice sounded in his ear.

"This can only show that I, your master, taught me well, and that I didn't love my Twelve for nothing..."

Shui Wufeng saw Feng Yangye smugly smiled, touched the Qiankun bag on his body, frowned, and handed an apple over with a smile.

Feng Yangye took it in his hand and gnawed it naturally, as if he was used to it.