there are villains

Not long after that, Bai Ding led Feng Yunge and a green man all over.

Although Feng Yunge's head was still tied with a bandage, he had already regained his spirits, and he still looked like a fairy with his hands behind his back.

The emerald green man looked extremely gentle, and his temperament made people feel extraordinary, but the clothes on his body were not the uniform of any sect.

I saw him blowing a jade flute, and all the evil spirits were transformed in an instant, and Fang Rensheng stopped his movements with the disappearance of his subordinates, and suddenly knelt on the ground, as if he was waiting for the impending death. If he felt something about saying goodbye to the world, he let out an unwilling roar.

But in the end, he still fell down and turned into a handful of loess.

But he never forgot Huang Youying until his death.Looking straight at the direction where Huang Youying's body was placed, he never moved again.It's just that his eyes are full of sadness.

And regret.

"Ah...Ying, I'm sorry..."

These are his last words in this world.It is also the most complete sentence after the madman.

But after such a long time, Fang Rensheng finally rested in peace.

The love lock also fell with Fang Rensheng's disappearance. Without the nourishment of the parasite's body, the love lock gradually shrank into a small silver chain.

Zhou Qingyuan was stunned for a while after listening to him play a piece, but for some reason, he felt that the piece sounded familiar.After a pause, he stopped thinking about it when he couldn't remember it. Zhou Qingyuan stepped forward to pick up the love lock, weighed it in his hand a few times, and really felt the hostility in it.

His body was tortured by such evil weapons day and night, and he didn't know how Fang Rensheng survived.

According to the author's urination, weapons against the heavens such as love locks belong to the protagonist. Without thinking about it, Zhou Qingyuan threw the love locks to Yang Fengshu who was standing aside.At the same time, he instructed: "Feng Shu, don't rush to sign a contract with it."

Yang Fengshu, who thought it was just left to him for safekeeping, suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhou Qingyuan in surprise and said "ah".

"Ah what." Zhou Qingyuan smiled faintly, "Your."

Now that Zhou Qingyuan said so, Yang Fengshu opened the pouch on his waist, put the lock into it, and said, "Thank you, Master."

Zhou Qingyuan nodded.

Wei Qianhua became the Mandate of Heaven when the three of them came to the rescue, and now it was worn on Yang Fengshu's back. Seeing the interaction between the master and the apprentice, Wei Qianhua couldn't help but tut: "Your master is really generous."

It uses a voice that only two people can hear.

Yang Fengshu didn't answer his topic, and said coldly: "Is it over to use my master? Leave when it's over."

"Haha!" Wei Qianhua was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said, "You are smart, I like you! Kid, do you want to learn from me? Inherit my Wei family's unique skills in refining medicine."

"No." Yang Fengshu rejected Wei Qianhua without even thinking about it.

"..." Wei Qianhua was choked by Yang Fengshu's direct and stingy style of speaking, and paused for a moment, but he still refused to let go of such a good seedling. Like finding a needle in a haystack. "Why? Ah, could it be because of your master?"

"Yeah." Yang Fengshu nodded, staring straight at Zhou Qingyuan's back with burning eyes. "First, I, Yang Fengshu, have only one master, Zhou Qingyuan, in my life."

"It's not bad, but your master is not only Qing Dingjun, right? In order to protect yourself, you can worship Zhao Fu to learn art, and now you can say such words."

Yang Fengshu gave him a cold look: "Secondly, I hate people with deep plans."

"If you want to say this, you kid is not inferior."

"Third, if you don't get out quickly, I will hand you over to my uncle." After Yang Fengshu finished speaking, he pulled the destiny from behind and controlled it in his hands.

"Heh..." Wei Qianhua wanted to continue to sarcasm, but when he heard his words, he was immediately frightened and moved, and flew up quickly, as if he was about to run away. "You are ruthless, Yang Fengshu, you are ruthless."

After finishing speaking, Wei Qianhua fled into the forest as if fleeing, and disappeared completely.

Seeing him leave, Yang Fengshu turned his head and stood beside Zhou Qingyuan.

Zhou Qingyuan looked down at him, narrowed his eyes and smiled at Yang Fengshu: "What's wrong?"

Yang Fengshu shook his head and took Zhou Qingyuan's hand.

Master, you don’t need to know some things, you just need to be happy every day.

Wei Qianhua said something wrong, Yang Fengshu learned art from Zhao Fu not because of self-protection, but to protect Zhou Qingyuan.And he never worshiped Zhao Fu as his teacher, when he met Zhao Fu at Youshi Immortal, when Zhao Fu invited him to learn art, his first words were: "I, Yang Fengshu, have only Zhou Qingyuan as my master in my life. "

Yang Fengshu and Zhao Fu looked at each other, Zhao Fu, that is, the green man also nodded to him with a smile: "Is this the nephew?"

Yang Fengshu still had a cold face, not bothering to deal with the pretending Zhao Fu.Zhou Qingyuan pinched him, nodded and said, "Yes. Feng Shu, quickly call Master... Uh. Second Senior Brother, what should Feng Shu call Second Senior Uncle?"

Bai Ding said: "Master... Master Uncle?"

Yang Fengshu glanced at Zhou Qingyuan, bent down helplessly and bowed to Zhao Fu, and obediently called: "Master Uncle Zuzu is good."

Zhao Fu is easy to get along with and makes people close. In front of Zhao Fu, Yang Fengshu can be as unscrupulous as he is in front of Zhou Qingyuan. He doesn't need to worry about politeness. Yang Fengshu rarely does this kind of gift to Zhao Fu on weekdays, so Zhao Fu was very surprised by Yang Fengshu's current appearance.

"Hey." Zhao Fu couldn't help smiling, "Hello, nephew and grandson."

Regarding the appearance of Zhao Fu, Bai Ding told Zhou Qingyuan that it was because the medical center happened to be run by Zhao Fu.After the medical hall was destroyed by Fang Rensheng, Zhao Fu rushed up and ran into Bai Ding.

After the uncle and nephew recognized their relatives, Zhao Fu, known as a genius doctor, immediately came in to treat Feng Yunge himself. Under his treatment, Feng Yunge's injuries quickly healed, and he recovered a lot of complexion.

At this moment, the spiritual letter sent by Zhou Qingyuan was delivered to Bai Ding.After the three of them finished watching, they rushed over immediately.

Feng Yunge had just recovered from his injury, so Bai Ding didn't let him come, but he was as tough as Feng Yunge, and he didn't take the injury seriously.Bai Ding had no choice but to let him follow.

When the three of them found this place, what they saw was the impenetrable appearance of the evil spirits surrounding them.

After the five people chatted, Feng Yunge impatiently urged them to leave.

Zhou Qingyuan paused, and said, "The three of you go first, Fengshu and I still have things to do."

"That's good." Seeing his solemn expression, Bai Ding didn't insist.

"En." Feng Yunge nodded, and glanced at the two of them with a cold face. "Be careful."

"Okay." Zhou Qingyuan smiled, knowing that Feng Yunge was worried about them, but he was just not good at expressing it.

"Afterwards, I will take Fengshu home and say goodbye. I don't know when the next meeting will be."

Feng Yunge took a deep look at him, and only said two words: "Goodbye."

Bai Ding was more enthusiastic, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, little brother, and little nephew. Next time, I will introduce my aunt to my uncle."

Yang Fengshu folded his arms and rolled his eyes, looking tugging.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at Yang Fengshu and smiled, knowing that it was his unique way of getting close to Bai Ding.

"Then let's go first." After the three brothers bid farewell, Zhao Fu said to Zhou Qingyuan and Yang Fengshu.

"En." Zhou Qingyuan looked at them, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." The three said in unison.

After saying goodbye to the three of them, Zhou Qingyuan took Yang Fengshu all the way to the wooden house where Huang Youying's body was placed.

Yang Fengshu looked at Zhou Qingyuan suspiciously, "Master?"

"Fengshu." Zhou Qingyuan walked to the crystal coffin, put his hands on it, and looked back at Yang Fengshu with a calm expression. "It will hurt a little afterward."

"Master is here." Yang Fengshu gave him a deep look, "Fengshu is not afraid."

Seeing his serious appearance, Zhou Qingyuan couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Why, why don't you ask Master what you want to do?"

Yang Fengshu shook his head and said, "First, you can't question Master's decision until you die."

"You child." Zhou Qingyuan laughed even more happily when he heard this, but there was more helplessness and love in the joke.

Zhou Qingyuan said: "Okay, Master is transplanting spiritual roots for you."

"Transplant spiritual roots?" Yang Fengshu asked doubtfully.

"En." Zhou Qingyuan responded, and opened the crystal coffin at the same time.

There was no stench in the crystal coffin, and there was no rotting corpse. There was only a young man with a peaceful face lying there. He was still young, as if he had never died, but fell asleep and was about to wake up soon.

Zhou Qingyuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect Duo Tian Huan Hun to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, as rumored.I don't know how many hearts Huang Youying ate to recover to this level, no different from a living person.

I don't know what kind of monster it will become if it comes alive.

"Shuofang Huang's family," Zhou Qingyuan pulled out the gentleman and aimed at Huang Youying's heart, "There is a secret."

The gentleman stabbed into Huang Youying's body, and with a puff, blood gushed out.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at that place without taking his eyes off, "His descendants, anyone with Huang's blood can inherit their spiritual roots." After speaking, Zhou Qingyuan suddenly stretched out his hand, and inserted the palm of his hand into Huang Youying's body.

Yang Fengshu understood when he heard the words, and his heart was shocked: "How did Master know?"

Zhou Qingyuan pulled out his hand, holding a red bead in his hand, which was wrapped in spiritual power, and his arm was covered with blood.

"At the beginning, Huang Luohe took one of his spiritual roots for the sake of the family's long-term prosperity. Later, Huang Yi refined it together with the rest of the spiritual roots to create the best spiritual root."

Zhou Qingyuan didn't answer Yang Fengshu directly, and turned to him while dragging Hongzhu.The light of the red bead shone on Zhou Qingyuan's face, and he looked calm, and slowly closed the hand that was dragging the red bead. At the same time, the spiritual power wrapped the red bead and slowly moved towards Yang Fengshu.

Zhou Qingyuan's vermilion lips parted lightly:

"And you are the descendants of the Huang family——Huang Tianying."