I'm afraid of myself

In fact, Feng Feixi didn't realize that he had been fooled so late, but he immediately realized that this was a good opportunity.

He is not as straightforward as Mr. Leng Bai. The education he received has to some extent shaped a personality that puts righteousness first.Therefore, compared with the taboo Lord Leng Bai, Feng Chuixi actually prefers to take He Jinyang to meet the suzerain on his own initiative.

Especially the topic that he and Mr. Leng Bai haven't brought up these days.

prophecy.

Son of Miracle.

He Jinyang appeared in their field of vision as a variable at the beginning.

Although his and Ji Wuxia's reasons are different, they all come from the same goal, expecting He Jinyang to bring about some changes, expecting him to change the status quo of the cultivation world, this expectation can be counted as utilization, as dependence, It can also be used as trust.

In short, Feng Chuixi pretended to be a trick and led He Jinyang to the suzerain, and deliberately observed those happy reactions that would happen during this period.

What he thought was very correct, the devil emperor, the son of miracle, and the upright dragon head, these three people are a drama no matter where they are placed, let alone gathered together at this time.

If you want to know those secrets, this is the most suitable time... It's just that he hasn't made enough preparations yet, Leng Baijun's Gu Luo sword is not so easy to pick up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Feng Chuixi manipulated the wind technique and melted his whole body into the wind to escape the terrifying move of killing thousands of swords and killing one's life with one sword.

When he reappeared, Feng Chuixi had no time to heave a sigh of relief, a strand of blue hair slipped from the side of his face, and cold sweat covered his forehead, he said angrily: "Mr. Leng Bai, you really want to kill me!"

Leng Baijun rose in mid-air, lowered his head coldly.

"Deserving it."

Feng Chuixi: "...Who is your Fa Xiao!"

Leng Baijun said in a deep voice: "Don't tell me, you plotted against He Jinyang because you were jealous."

The wind blows the Spanish language, and he didn't expect that Leng Baijun would not know his thoughts. After all, they grew up together since they were young, and they have spent 2000 years with each other inside and out. No one can deceive anyone.

Now there is a distance from the other group of people, so he said with confidence: "I am the son of Qinglong, and it is about the safety of Qinglong. No matter who it is, I will use it without hesitation. If I let you down like this , then I’m sorry, but that’s how I behave.”

Not everyone is like He Jinyang, but even He Jinyang still faces the danger of falling into the immortal way, so what about him?He felt that he was not as strong as He Jinyang, even if his realm plummeted, he could be so strong that nothing would be alarmed. The talent he could have was nothing in front of his enemies.

Qinglong Shengzi, Feng's eldest son, there are so many things he has to protect, so many that he can't care about his own mood.

Behind the flirtatious playboy is doubled hard work, and there are endless exquisite thoughts between laughing and cursing.

Mr. Leng Bai can slash everything with one sword, but he needs to peel off the cocoons.

On the road of cultivating immortals, it can be said that Feng Biaoxi spent more effort and sacrificed far beyond the eyes of the world.

In the past, Mr. Leng Bai would understand the wind and the west, and no one had a closer relationship than the Son of God.They have no blood relationship, but they are better than relatives, but this is the first time Leng Baijun is so angry, just because the wind blows to the west, he made a mistake and calculated He Jinyang by mistake!

Mr. Leng Bai slowly fell from the sky to the ground, his cold eyes were ruthless, he frowned and said, "Actually, you can speak directly to He Jinyang."

It's not difficult to ask for two words, let alone they are friends.

Feng Chuixi shook his head feebly, "I can't say it."

How can you say it?

It's about Qinglong, it's about immortality, this is a dangerous thing that needs to be suppressed, how can he harm people like this?

Therefore, the unfeelingness of the wind and the west is only limited to using himself as a chess player.When necessary, he would even risk his life to keep the chess pieces. This duplicity is ruthless.That's why Mr. Leng Bai got angry again and again, but he never really broke up with him.

Mr. Leng Bai disagrees with Feng Chuixi's approach, but this little friend has always been stubborn, and he can only choose to respect it. When necessary, he will try his best to help the other party turn the tide.

After all, they are childhood sweethearts. After a fight, the relationship between the two is not only not unfamiliar, but even better. Even the singing of birds in the mountains seems to give joyful praise for this picture.

But this side is getting better and better, and the atmosphere on the other side is... sinister.

He Jinyang was sandwiched between the two beauties expressionlessly, not only did not have the pleasure of hugging left and right, but he had the real experience of swords and swords.

One side's eyes are manifested, that is four words - all arrows are fired.

One party's smile can be described in a four-character idiom, that is - lightning and thunder.

He Jinyang is in the middle of such a battlefield, and nothing will get better. He even feels that he has encountered the biggest test since time travel.

First of all, how to make these two yin and yang people stop?

Before he could make a move, the suzerain gave a big smile: "It's a guest from afar, even if it's a demon, the Jiansheng sect still has fish soup to entertain them."

He pointed to the remaining fish soup in the ashes on the ground, and there were still two sets of bowls and chopsticks next to him, so he could eat the rest properly.

Ji Wuxia didn't even raise his brows, instead he followed his words and said, "Autumn is crisp, and there are fish coming from south to north, jumping high mountains, swimming in floating clouds, eating thunder and lightning, and riding the wind against the current, they are called wind fish. The deity is very grateful for cooking with local specialties."

The suzerain smirked twice: "Thank you, thank you."

When He Jinyang heard what they said, he realized that the blue river next to him was not water, but a "river channel" formed by the essence of wind.The wind fish among the spirits rides the wind to the peak of the Jiansheng sect to lay eggs every year. The big fish that are ten feet long will be caught by people who love to eat. After all, the beauty of the wind fish is not only the shape, but also the wind attribute. Delicious fish with spiritual power.

Among the gourmets, the suzerain of the Jiansheng sect is the lucky one who can often enjoy it.

There is a strong strong wind flowing in the river, but it looks as slow as flowing water, and there are looming shadows under the "water surface". At first, He Jinyang thought it was a swimming fish, but now...it is still a fish.

It's just that this fish is really not so easy to eat.

Entering this river, the blade of the wind is separated from the bone and flesh of the knife. Although it has the shape of water, it is actually the quality of wind. If ordinary people want to enter "water", they should first wrap themselves in a hundred or eighty layers with the highest-grade magic weapon before talking about it!

As soon as he thought this way, Ji Wuxia's sarcasm came from his ears with a smile: "But the leftovers, is it possible that the landlord's family can't open the pot?"

He Jinyang: "... Enough is enough..." I didn't come to listen to your quarrel.

In view of someone interrupting, the suzerain had to maintain the image of the Jiansheng sect, and quickly withdrew his mouth full of venom, smiling brightly.

The suzerain perfectly ignored someone: "You are the best friend of the younger brother, He Jinyang and He Xianjun? You are really a young talent, and you have to be appointed as the king at a young age. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

The tone of gentle appreciation, without a trace of condescending arrogance, is modest and polite, showing a great demeanor.

All in all, it just doesn't look at all that he just satirized He Jinyang as a disaster and a big trouble.

Ji Wuxia remained expressionless... "Hehe."

The suzerain shook his eyebrows.

He Jinyang didn't know the relationship between these two people, but anyone who wasn't a fool could see the atmosphere of confrontation. He didn't listen to the two people's intentions to beat around the bush and quarrel. After thinking about it, he said it directly.

……

The mountain was quiet for a while, only the wind could blow the leaves unscrupulously, making rustling noises.

Looking at the endless emerald green, He Jinyang felt that his eyes were greatly relieved.

Ji Wuxia likes the scenery and hates the crowds, and this kind of time is surprisingly consistent with He Jinyang's actions.

The two looked at the mountains in the distance in a tacit understanding, and breathed a sigh of relief from time to time, until the suzerain spoke.

The suzerain was originally thinking about the relationship between the Demonic Buddha, the Demonic Way, the Righteous Way, the True Spirit Realm, and the five families of the Southern Region, but now when he looked up, he saw such a tacit understanding between the miracle star he was optimistic about and the representatives of the Demonic Way. He inevitably remembered some rumor.

"..."

"He Xiaoyou, would you mind talking alone?"

He made no secret of his dislike for Ji Wuxia.

He Jinyang understands that if the immortal likes Moxiu, then something big will happen.

After speaking and agreeing, as the two walked farther and farther away, when the conversation was no longer heard, Ji Wuxia knew that it was an old enemy who had done something wrong. He didn't care, but was happy that he could enjoy the scenery wholeheartedly.

While he was enjoying the scenery alone, the two people who had separated also came back.

Feng Chuixi didn't see the suzerain and He Jinyang, so he asked curiously, "Where are they?"

Ji Wuxia glanced at Leng Baijun who was standing quietly behind Feng Chuixi, and there was no more hostility around him, knowing that this was a reconciliation, so he smiled instead of answering: "Congratulations, the relationship has grown further."

The corners of his mouth twitched in the wind, this question was really misleading, but he asked again.

Ji Wuxia's mood this time is obviously much less than last time, and he said indifferently: "I'm going to talk alone, maybe I'm going to do something bad."

Feng Chuixi: "………………Okay, I get it, don't talk about it."

These two people doing bad things?

He would rather He Jinyang be with the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm!

Xie Yanlai, who was working on a certain preparation plan, moved his shoulders thousands of miles away, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and continued to arrange affairs for the next three years in the Blood Heaven Realm.

As for the waiter who turned from immortal to demon, he quietly accompanied him, with a pair of quiet eyes, very similar to a certain person.

He Jinyang and the suzerain walked a long way, seeing the suzerain wave his sleeves and did not shy away from setting up a series of soundproof magic circles. When the preparations were completed, he turned his head and looked curiously at the chaos that had just been born. He Xianjun.

Against the backdrop of those beautiful eyes, He Jinyang unconsciously avoided the opportunity to make eye contact. This unexpected vigilance made the Sovereign slightly widen his eyes in surprise.

The suzerain said with a smile: "I can always hear your name from Leng Baijun's news. It seems that he likes being with you very much."

He Jinyang: "..."

Why is this so misleading?

The suzerain affirmed: "They are all at home!"

It's not an illusion, it's just very misleading!

Feng Chuixi sent a congratulatory message, and there was one beside him.

The suzerain didn't know what he was thinking, so he returned to the topic with a few exclamations.

"Actually, I have some guesses about your origin. It's you, how much do you know about yourself?"

He Jinyang wanted to say that of course he would not be ignorant of himself, but before he opened his mouth, he thought of a certain picture inexplicably.

Qionglou Palace, thousands of feet of jade, carved dragon throne, a man of one face.

Divine Wind Immortal Venerable!

The suzerain saw that He Jinyang went from opening his mouth to say something to suddenly falling silent, with an unknown light in his eyes, he clapped his hands lightly, and said firmly: "It seems that we have a lot to say, so you can tell us about the three chapters of the agreement?" What am I, and what should I tell you?"

He Jinyang suddenly raised his head, feeling unbelievable for a moment.

In this strange land, in order not to expose his differences, all the information needs to be exhausted, and many detours are required to get what he wants. This is the first time someone has told him frankly.

I will say as much as you can, and I will tell you what you want me to tell you.

You don't need to think about excuses, you don't need to sort out lies, you don't need...no matter what you don't need, the whole person is relaxed, okay?

He Jinyang made up his mind at this time, no matter what the other party asked for, but at this time he would give the other party a big praise!

As expected of the Dragon Head of the Righteous Path, he is so considerate!