Seventh Pagoda

When Huixue woke up in Yulin Temple, the flower tree that her memory stayed in her home for more than 2000 years was gone!

He jumped up from the couch and shouted into the air: "Liufeng."

After a long while without any movement, he shouted again: "Liufeng!"

This time someone responded, and the flowing wind took shape very slowly, a thin and transparent shadow, as if it would dissipate with the wind in the next moment.

He yawned lazily: "I fell asleep for a while. Call me louder next time."

Hui Xue frowned: "You never slept before..."

Feeling the spiritual power in her body for a while, Hui Xuexin was thumping in shock: "Your cultivation level!"

Seeing him anxious, Liu Feng felt more and more guilty, and rushed to touch his head and try to coax him as gently as possible.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you were going to die at the time, as an older brother, there is no reason to watch your younger brother die, of course I have to save him..."

Hui Xue struggled to get up to speak, but Liu Feng hurriedly held her down.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! You know, my original form is the wind. In the five worlds, as long as there is wind, I will not perish. Wait for thousands of years, I'm still the same!"

He lied.The cultivation base is naturally the same, but the natal pill is with Chen Xiang, so how could it be the same.

It's not that he didn't say it, it's that he said it now, Huixue will definitely find Chen Xiang and dig out the natal pill without saying a word!Think carefully!

"When, where, and why did I die?" Hui Xue asked coldly, turning her face away.

"Well, well, it's all about when you descended to the world to make karma..." Liu Feng said vaguely.

36 There is an unwritten rule in Zhongtian, fate is a secret, and bystanders can't reveal anything.

It's ok for Liufeng to go down to earth with his memory.

Emperor Taixi washes his memory and descends to earth, that's okay.

Emperor Taixi who descended to the mortal world after washing away his memories, after returning to the throne, he forgot all his experiences, and there is no such thing as leaking.

And the Liu Feng who preserves the memory and descends to the mortal world can no longer mention the experience of the mortal world to anyone.

After returning to the snow and returning to the throne, the karma of the seventh mortal world has been completely forgotten, so naturally he doesn't remember Liufeng saving him.

But now Liufeng has already given reasonable excuses to evade, Huixue kept quiet and didn't ask any more questions.

Liu Feng carefully coaxed him: "Your darling, do you still remember the futu flower tree that was raised in the yard?"

Hui Xue turned her head to ignore him.

Liufeng said to himself: "It was poached by someone..."

Hui Xue whimpered and turned around: "Who!" Who dared to come to Yulin Temple to dig things!

Liu Feng suppressed a smile: "It's the one from the Arctic sky. I heard that the fights are very fierce. We are all old bones, so let's not be familiar with those juniors..."

Huixue got up and walked out, and when she got to the door, she suddenly turned back, cut her palms, and fed Liufeng with spiritual power fused with her own blood.

Liufeng wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Huixue: "Shut up. You dare to give me your cultivation base casually. I haven't settled with you yet. From now on, I will come to Yulin Hall to drink a bowl of blood every day. If you don't come, I will I demolished your Chenxiang Hall."

It is rare for Huixue to get angry once in thousands of years.

Liufeng bastard, he can't beat him, can't he also beat the tree thief?

Seeing Huixue leaving Yulin Hall in a fit of anger, Liu Feng still had time to watch the show, thinking in his heart, he didn't explain all kinds of things in the world, he didn't even mention his name, so it's not a leak...

When Emperor Ziwei woke up dazedly in the Arctic sky, his Zichen Palace had already been demolished by Huixue Godzun...

It's all good to say.

The problem is that seeing someone digging three feet in his palace seems to be looking for some treasure, he had to show his kindness as a landlord, so he asked anxiously: "...May I ask what the god is looking for?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Huixue is angry, she raises her hand and strikes, the palm wind blows towards her face with frosty air.

Neither is Ziwei hiding, nor is it not hiding.Hide it, it's disrespectful to the ancestors, don't hide it, I'm afraid it will be bad luck...

After much deliberation, he finally pretended to fall off his couch, barely avoiding Huixue's slap.

Hui Xue took a look, okay, dare to hide, even more unforgiving, directly attacking the vital point.

Ziwei really wants to cry but has no tears, while dodging and parrying, her heart is sour and bitter, which is not enough for outsiders.

It was inextricable in the hatchback, Mengji Beast King walked in from the side leisurely when he heard the movement.

Finding that his master was having a good time with someone, and he was an acquaintance, Mengji Beast King rushed over happily, threw himself into Huixue's arms, held Huixue loosely with his paws, and rubbed his nose close to his cheek.

For some unknown reason, a picture flashed in Hui Xue and Ziwei's minds at the same time, the same Hui Xue was thrown into his arms by something, and the yard was full of noise...

Seeing that Huixue was distracted, Mengji Beast King ignored him, and whimpered aggrievedly twice. Huixue had no choice but raised his hand to stroke its big head.

Being interrupted by it like this, the fight would be impossible, Ziwei felt extremely at ease, she deserved to be raised by herself, she did a great job...

Huixue managed to coax Mengji Beastmaster to let him stand up, with a frosty face, he flicked his sleeves: "You stole my Futu flower tree?"

Ziwei shook her head subconsciously.

Hui Xue didn't want to be entangled, frowned, turned around and left, a few drops of blood seeped from Xue Qing's sleeves hanging down.Perhaps it was Mengji Beastmaster's pounce just now, he didn't know where he hurt his finger, and he was still "tick" "tick" dripping blood.

Ziwei saw it at a glance, and raised her hand to take it without thinking, but the blood stain melted into her skin, and it disappeared in an instant.

Smelling the familiar breath, the long-standing memories in Ziwei's mind gradually loosened...

Huixue had already walked a long way, and there were purple petals floating along the wind, lingering and circling around her, they were Futu petals that she was all too familiar with.

Turning around hastily, Hui Xue saw a huge flower tree in the distance, with purple pagoda flowers in full bloom, brilliant and grand.

Under the flower tree stood a young man in purple, with long hair reaching the ground, full of spiritual power, a pair of purple pupils, as deep as a pool, looking at him from a distance and smiling.

as before.