The rice paddies are magnificent, the scenery on the clouds

The scar on Feng Xuanlang's chest, repaired by the power of blood soul, healed quickly, leaving only a shallow mark.However, the results of such repairs have been quite unexpected.After all, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword is a sacred object in the human world, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.

But thinking of this, Feng Xuanlang had to recall another thing, and that was the power of blood soul.The power of the blood soul is condensed from the blood soul of Moshang Hua and the blood of the emperor, and the seeds of the blood soul of Moshang Hua are obtained from the crater of flames, which is the result of the fall of the last demon emperor. place.Demon Emperor, what does that mean?It means that he is the owner of the last sacred object in the demon world!

Ever since Xiuqianmo refined the power of the blood soul, the coercion emanating from every move is not inferior to Feng Xuanlang's sacred object Xuanyuan. Is this just a coincidence?

Feng Xuanlang didn't dare to think about it anymore, maybe he didn't dare to ask for these untouchable things at all.In Qianmo's mansion, I wait for Xiuqianmo's return with peace of mind.However, on this day, Feng Xuanlang didn't wait to come to Xiuqianmo, it was Xiuyu me who came to Qianmo's mansion in person!

In the lobby, Xiuyu I wore a yellow robe and sat on the main seat, while Luo Hutian and the others hurriedly saluted.Xiuyu glanced at the person in front of me, and asked, "Where is the third young master?"

"Patriarch Hui, the third young master has gone to the Fire Wolf Clan." Luo Hutian reported.

"What? He went to the wolf tribe?" Xiu Yu unconsciously squeezed my hand leaning on the armrest.

Luo Hutian and the others were silent like cicadas, not daring to make a sound.Just when Xiu Yu was angry with me, a voice sounded in the lobby:

"Yes, Qianmo did go to the wolf clan, but please don't worry, the patriarch. Qianmo went to the wolf clan this time just to pick up Aunt Yun, and he has no other intentions other than that!" Lang has already stepped into the lobby, holding a cup of tea in his hand, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.This is worry-relieving tea, Huo Zihua often drank it when Feng Xuanlang was in Changyao.

Just when Luohutian and the others broke into a cold sweat, Feng Xuanlang came to Xiuyu me and brought the worry-relieving tea: "Patriarch, please use tea!"

Xiu Yu Wo raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xuanlang, a trace of guard appeared on his vicissitudes of face.But Xiuyu, I am also a person who has seen the big world, stretched out my hand, calmly finished the tea, and took a sip lightly.

When the tea enters the stomach, a kind of sweetness that permeates the heart and spleen follows, which instantly makes people feel more comfortable. I can't help but ask, "This is it?"

"Reporting to the patriarch, this is worry-relieving tea! It can soothe the nerves and relieve worries." Feng Xuanlang replied.

Xiuyu I carefully looked at the tea in the cup, drinking this tea really relieved my worries like never before.At this moment, I sincerely hope that I can forget all my worries and try to feel at ease.

"Do you know that Mo'er is the child most valued by the orphan. The orphan intends to betroth Mo'er to the fox fairy of Lingshan. Mr. Lang, you are the prince of the world. If you stay by Mo'er's side, you are destined to suffer rumors. Do you understand? "

After Xiu Yu finished speaking, Luo Hutian and the others couldn't help being startled.But Feng Xuanlang's eyes drooped to cover up the look in his eyes at this time, and then he smiled slightly: "Patriarch, Xuan Lang understands, but, Qianmo can't live without me, and I can't do without him anymore."

"Even in the future, you may be lost forever?" Xiuyu I stood up and asked.

"Perhaps!" Feng Xuan said calmly.If this is the case, then let me bear all this for Qianmo, let me die for him! "Patriarch, the matter of Xuan Lang and Qian Mo made you angry, Xuan Lang is ashamed!"

"Gu Ke wants to put you to death, don't you hate it?" I asked Xiu Yu.

Feng Xuanlang shook his head and smiled softly: "The patriarch is Qianmo's father and Qianmo's relative, and Xuan Lang also regards you as his own relative. No matter where he goes in the future, Xuan Lang will always remember that here is Qianmo's family. Home is also Xuan Lang's home. So, I don't hate it!"

After speaking, everyone sighed.Xiuyu my slender and strong fingers clenched tightly into fists, his tense complexion finally collapsed, regret and sentimentality could not help showing.Xiuyu I didn't know what to say, finally, I sighed softly:

"Gu knows, maybe, Gu can't stop you!"

Xiuyu walked away with me.Luo Hutian and others quickly knelt down and said:

"Subordinates send off the patriarch!"

Feng Xuanlang turned around, looked at the back of Xiuyu Wo leaving, recalled what Xiuyu Wo said just now, and finally burst into tears, because Feng Xuanlang knew that that person also felt sorry for each other, and 1000 years ago, he He Xiuqianmo's mother had loved and hated her, that kind of obsession and obsession that was desperate and selfless.

Xiu Yu me, will not oppose them again.

"Mr. Lang!" Just as Feng Xuanlang was about to return to his room, Luo Hutian stopped him.

"Guardian Luo?" Feng Xuanlang stopped in his tracks.

"Mr. Lang, my subordinates have received news from the young master that Aunt Yun is seriously ill. The young master has no time to bring her back, so he can only stay in the wolf clan to treat Aunt Yun." Luo Hutian said.

"What? Aunt Yun is seriously ill!" Feng Xuanlang knew that Yun Lang's condition is definitely not optimistic, otherwise he would not have stayed to treat Yun Lang immediately.I don't know if the power of blood soul can successfully heal Yunlang.

"Mr. Lang, the young master said in the letter that he is sorry that he couldn't come back immediately."

Feng Xuanlang shook his head, "It's okay, Aunt Yun's matters are important!"

Luo Hutian stared at Feng Xuanlang, recalling Feng Xuanlang's words just now, every sentence was from the heart, and Feng Xuanlang put himself in danger a year ago in order to repair Qianmo.With such a rival in love, Luo Hutian couldn't help trembling, perhaps, he had let go of his prejudices a long time ago.After thinking about it, Luohu bowed to Feng Xuanlang:

"Master Lang!"

"Guardian Luo must not do it." Feng Xuanlang was frightened by Luo Hutian's actions, and quickly helped him up.

Luo Hutian said: "Luo has offended me a lot before, and I hope Mr. Lang will not take it to heart."

After Feng Xuanlang heard this, he was finally relieved. He knew in his heart that Luohutian's heart was on cultivating the rice paddies, and for the sake of cultivating the rice fields, Luo Hutian had paid no less than himself over the years.Being able to make him feel relieved about himself, Feng Xuanlang couldn't help but feel happy in his heart:

"Guardian Luo, thank you for recognizing me."

However, at this moment, a white jade ling kite flew over from the sky outside Qianmo's mansion, broke through the defense set up by Qianmo's mansion, and came to Feng Xuanlang.Just when Luohutian and the others were alarmed by the unknown magic power, Feng Xuanlang stretched out his hand to stop them.I saw Feng Xuanlang staring directly at Yu Lingyuan in front of him, calmly.

"Don't worry, everyone, this is the news that my master Huo Zihua sent me."

After finishing speaking, Feng Xuanlang stretched out his hand, gently held Yu Lingyuan in his hand, closed his eyes, and the information sealed in Yu Lingyuan turned into a stream of white light, which was transported to Feng Xuanlang through Feng Xuanlang's hand. Lang's mind.After Feng Xuanlang finished reading the information carefully, he slowly opened his eyes.In the end, a serious expression gradually appeared on Feng Xuanlang's face.

"Young Master Lang, did something happen?" Luohu asked subconsciously.

"There are some things that I need to go back to deal with. Protector Luo, when Qianmo comes back, tell him for me. I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

Feng Xuanlang returned to the room, took out a piece of red brocade cloth, took off the yellow python robe hanging beside the bed, folded it carefully, took out a handful of white jade peach hairpins and a painting from the Qiankun bag, put them on the python robe, and then Wrap them together with red brocade cloth and store them in a Qiankun bag.

After tidying up, Feng Xuanlang looked around at everything in the room, so the furnishings were still the same as before, just like the way he stepped into this room more than a year ago.Finally, I still have to leave.But he firmly believed that one day, he would come back here.Because this is his home, because here is the man he loves so much!

Feng Xuanlang turned around resolutely, stepped out of the door, closed the door gently, raised the Xuanyuan sword, and flew into the sky.On the way to Changyao Mountain, Feng Xuanlang flew with his sword, his eyes filled with a cold and stern look.In my mind, I recalled the message conveyed by Yu Lingyuan just now:

"Mingzi usurped the throne, Dafeng changed drastically, Xuanlang is my disciple, return to Changyao quickly!"

Over the eastern sea of ​​clouds, a fairy mountain is gradually approaching.Feng Xuanlang still remembered that the first time he came here was more than four years ago.More than four years ago, he was here, became a disciple of Chang Yao, and became the head disciple.It is also here that he has practiced for three years. The reason why he can survive these three years safely is inseparable from Huo Zihua's assistance. Now his ability cannot be separated from Huo Zihua's cultivation.

It was here that Feng Xuanlang met Xiu Qianmo again, and got along with him for a full year.In this year, the years have been quiet and good, and there is no dispute with the world.As long as the purest emotion of two people.It was also during this year that the two people who were originally two worlds and should not have any intersection got deeper and deeper, until now they fell in love with each other and couldn't extricate themselves.

More than a year ago, Feng Xuanlang went down the mountain to study. Unexpectedly, this farewell took a year and a half.In the past year and a half, so many things have happened.And it was during this year and a half that Feng Xuanlang disobeyed Huo Zihua's orders and went the other way, but he fell in love, fell in love, and even gave up his body.Hehe, he is really an unworthy person!

On the Jinluan Peak of Changyao Mountain, Feng Xuanlang's figure landed in front of the Yuehua Palace. He put away the Xuanyuan Sword, raised his head, and looked at the one hundred and eight steps, looking at the Yuehua Palace.Finally, it's back.Feng Xuanlang slowly stepped up the stairs and walked up to Yuehua Hall.

More than four years ago, Feng Xuanlang was apprenticed here.One hundred and eight steps, one hundred and eight kowtows, stepping on thorns, drinking good fortune, and abstaining from the five poisons.The admonitions of that year are still lingering in his ears, but he has already violated these admonitions.

After Feng Xuanlang finished walking the [-] steps, he came to the Yuehua Hall.At this time, the front door of Yuehua Hall was closed, and there were no other disciples guarding it.

Seeing this, Feng Xuanlang knelt down impressively, towards the Yuehua Hall, kowtowed respectfully and said: "Feng Xuanlang, the unworthy apprentice, pay homage to Master!"

However, there was no movement at all in Yuehua Palace.Feng Xuanlang raised his head, kowtowed again, and said again: "Feng Xuanlang, the unworthy disciple, pay homage to Master!"

Kowtow again, say again...the cycle goes on and on.

"The unworthy disciple Feng Xuanlang, pay homage to Master!"

"The unworthy disciple Feng Xuanlang, pay homage to Master!"

……

"The unworthy disciple Feng Xuanlang, pay homage to Master!"

It went on like this for a long time, until the one hundred and eighth sound, just as Feng Xuanlang's words fell, the originally closed door of Yuehua Palace suddenly opened.From inside, Huo Zihua's deep voice sounded:

"Come in, Xuan Lang!"