Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"..." Zhang Danmo looked at him, his heart was shaken, he held the long sword tightly for a long time, and nodded... He thought that this time he would win the fight, but after decades of hard work, he reached the middle stage of divine movement. It was suppressed by an early stage of divine movement.

The flaming heart was poured cold water, and Wucheng still wanted to use this matter to add to his reputation of being gentle, courteous and modest... It's not a big brother, it's probably a person who is trying to gain fame.

He withdrew his gaze towards Wucheng, the gloom in his eyes became a bit more serious, and he was extremely disgusted and disgusted with the behavior of this senior brother who saved him face in the end.

But his heart was so gloomy, he glanced at the white-clothed Shangxian under the stage, silently put away his long sword, and was about to go down, when an angry voice came from the other side of the competition stage: "The master, the seven The apprentice's talent is good, and he was still stable back then, but he was promoted too quickly in Xuandao Ridge? The foundation is really not as solid as Wucheng. Just now, he was a bit too impetuous when he was fighting. I still want to learn from your senior brother and the twelfth junior brother, and if you are talented, you should also learn to be calm and steady, to temper your dantian and sharpen your temperament."

After Feng Yuntai finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Zhang Danmo's faintly blue face, and walked over while stroking his beard.

"Elder Yuntai," Feng Yangye looked at him and nodded with his hands behind his back.The third-generation elder who had been with his father and his second uncle approached him and looked at him with a smile: "Is the head of the house safe?"

"It's all right," Feng Yangye replied casually, always feeling that the elder in front of him seemed to have something to say.

Feng Yuntai noticed that he was looking at him suspiciously, and his mouth parted even more: "It's fine, it's fine, hehehe...then when will our leader's celebration banquet be held?"

Feng Yangye paused for a moment, showing a dazed expression, he almost forgot, Wucheng took the leader, he was too busy sleeping, and he still owes his apprentice a serious celebration banquet.

"Elder Yuntai, let's forget about the celebration banquet. It's not good to be too ostentatious. Why don't the brothers and sisters get together and have a drink as a celebration?" Yaoxi helped him heal his wounds, but he didn't stick too close.

From the corner of Wucheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of this ancient demon cautiously restraining himself in front of people. In retrospect, it has been like this since he left the house this morning. He is obviously such a lonely and cold spirit beast, but he is so infatuated and respectful to the Lord whom he misses so much. The heart of the city began to feel a little bit impatient again, but it was useless... Lord Huaihai is Lord Huaihai, he is him, and the misidentification is just a temporary thing, no matter how much I can't bear it, I can't help.

"It's okay to be low-key. The celebration banquet will only be a dozen or so brothers and sisters. We all know, first send some elixirs to the immortal sects on the coast of the East China Sea to say that it is my sect's celebration to celebrate the success of the chief apprentice, and then donate to the common villages that are nearby If you have any good roots, take advantage of the situation to recruit a group, and the inner sect disciples in the sect will each reward a few pieces of high-grade spirit stones, and if the city wins the first prize, the people in the sect should be happy."

After Feng Yangye gave orders, Feng Yuntai, who originally only wanted to spend a small amount of money to create a festive moment, thought about it in his heart, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

The emotional celebration banquet is chilling, the money is thrown out one by one, and it is easy to donate to those mortal villages. It is not a small expense to send pills to the surrounding immortal sects. There are a few of them who are a little shameless, if there are too few pills or the quality is not good, then they will lose the old face of the entire sect of Donghai Fengshen. This must be a lot of expenses, and then they have to send spirit stones to their children, what should I say There are so many people... oh...

When he felt that the head of his family had somehow become extravagant, extravagant and wasteful, and wanted to persuade him, Feng Yangye stuffed him with a bag, Feng Yuntai looked at it with a bitter face, his eyes almost popped out, nearly a thousand top-grade spirits Stones, each of them is crystal clear, when did our Zongli become so generous?

"Master... you... where did you go to rob the house?" Feng Yuntai blurted out a question.

The corner of Feng Yangye's mouth twitched...how should I say this?Jie is really robbery, but those people who are robbery are not as rich as his twelve little fingers. It’s not good.” Xianxiu, who had been silently relying on the devil, thought in his heart that he was not covered by a Taoist companion, and he carried a few top-quality spirit stones from the mountains, and it would be bad if he was robbed by others.

"Oh," Feng Yuntai carefully packed the Qiankun bag. He has been with several generations of sect masters, and this is the first time he has seen so many top-quality spirit stones in one pocket. Even if he is not greedy for money, he can't help feeling a little Little excited.

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适夜

It seemed that there was a celebration banquet, but Feng Yangye, who was actually selling the stolen goods, took out dozens of jars of good wine snatched from Helian Changyu in one go.

There were too many drinks and people were making noise, Feng Yang went around trying to persuade him to drink, and in the end he drank at most and held onto a wine jar and didn't let go. His style, even Junior Sister Yuxuan, who had never drank, couldn't drink too much. Few, only the old mother of Wucheng was here and there, and she didn't care about drinking.

After the third watch, Wucheng sent the drunk juniors back to their respective yards, intending to go back to rest, but when he turned around, he found that Liu Qianshan had disappeared... He frowned slightly, unconsciously a little worried This frustrated snow wolf.

I searched around for a while, but didn't see Liu Qianshan, but suddenly remembered that Feng Yangye seemed to be still staying in the side hall where everyone was drinking and having fun just now.

He didn't care to look for the snow wolf who had gone somewhere, so he turned back to the side hall.

In a messy hall where tables and chairs were overturned and wax oil was all over the floor.

"Qianshan... come, cheers..." Feng Yangye sat on the ground, so drunk that he could barely hold the glass, and was still pouring wine into his mouth.

On the opposite side also drank a lot of wine, Liu Qianshan, who looked a little tipsy, silently hugged the wine jar, holding the bag containing the pieces of jade flute in his hand, lost in thought.

Feng Yangye tilted his head to look at him, and fell to the ground in a short while, the wine dripped from the overturned wine jar, which stained his plain white clothes.

Liu Qianshan still ignored him, got up and walked out alone, not knowing where he went, Feng Yangye watched him leave, turned around silently, took out the puppet from the Qiankun bag and hugged it into his arms , fell into a daze for a while, and began to talk to himself intermittently: "Twelve, they are all gone... I will tell you a secret... I miss you..."

"Twelve...you don't want to leave for half a year, okay? Half a year is too long... Can you do it for half a day? Where have you been?"

"I don't want you to be away for so long...I'm afraid..."

"You must come back to find me...you won't want me, right? You won't want me like my father and the others, right? You won't disappear..."

"twelve……"

Tens of thousands of miles away, the devil who was trying to sneak into the Mountain of No Return suddenly stopped all his movements and stood quietly for a while. In the hidden mountain, he took out an oval mirror and floated in front of him.

He shot a ray of consciousness into the mirror, and the mirror surface was like water mist, gradually revealing the half-wet figure of the fairy cultivator in white, lying on the ground drunkenly, reciting his name softly.

The demon frowned for a long time, reached out and touched Xianxiu's cheek through the mirror, and whispered to himself: "Don't be afraid... I'll be back soon..."