Star Sword Shoes [Rebirth]

Yuezhou is the last town on the Jiangnan Road leading to Qianjuehai. It is less than a hundred miles away from the coast. If you hurry up, you can reach it within a day.

But when Su Yichen passed through the city gate of Yuezhou, it was already Xu time on the third day after Huo Xing transited the sun.

This city is not big in the first place, plus it is located in a remote place with few people. It is really not too difficult to inquire about the whereabouts of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.Su Yichen asked at the post station, and sure enough, a group of young Taoist priests came to the city two days ago.

He found the door of the inn along the main road, hesitated for a moment, grabbed a young man who was welcoming guests, gave him a tael of silver, and asked him if there was a red-robed Taoist priest who liked to wave a fan staying here.

The boy smiled openly while holding the silver, "Yes, yes, I came here with a group of Taoist priests from the Immortal Sect two days ago."

"Which room does he live in?"

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient to tell you, why don't I take you up there?" the boy asked.

Su Yichen thought for a while, "How about this, you go and tell him that an old friend from the east came to him and asked him to open the window and wait."

"That's it?" The boy pursed his lips strangely, and for the sake of money, he still reported it as he said.

Su Yichen watched people go upstairs, so he went around and waited under the tree in the backyard of the inn. After a while, a window pane on the second floor was pushed open, and Hua Wuji looked at him from upstairs with a smiling face , raised his hand to beckon.

Su Yichen moved his feet together, leaped over the window lattice in the air, and the candlelight in the room was burning brightly, shining brightly across the room. Hua Wuji stood by the window and stared at him. After watching for a while, he suddenly covered his mouth with a fan, and laughed up.

"What's the matter?" Su Yichen didn't see him, he sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, and asked while drinking.

Hua Wuji walked over, sat opposite him and said, "I thought of the hundreds of monsters crawling under your feet and calling 'Your Highness Mozun' that day, it was really interesting."

Su Yichen brushed the broken hair on his forehead, "Then if you see me leading them to attack the world, wouldn't it be more interesting?"

"Bring me one, Your Highness Mozun."

"I'm not joking with you, is my nephew alright?" Su Yichen asked.

"Your nephew has several dozen, which one do you ask?" Hua Wuji blinked and asked knowingly.

Su Yichen knew that Hua Wuji was teasing him, so he smiled indifferently, "It seems to be all right, then I'll go first."

"Hey, hey, are you here to say hello to me?"

"Otherwise?" Su Yichen wondered, "I still have something to do, save the wine I owe you until next time."

As he said, he was about to stand up, but was held down by Hua Wuji, "You have nothing to say to Lezheng Changfeng?"

"With him?" Su Yichen tilted his head, "No."

Hua Wuji looked at Su Yichen's heartless expression, and couldn't help sympathizing with that little fellow Taoist from the bottom of his heart, "Didn't you ask him to come to Yuezhou to wait?"

Su Yichen poured another cup of tea and brought it to his mouth slowly, "It was just a stopgap measure, as you have seen, if I didn't say anything at that time, how could he have left? But I am not a disciple of Qingyu in the first place. , and now he is regarded as a Demon Lord, getting involved with him will only increase the trouble."

The door of the guest room didn't seem to be closed tightly, at this time it opened slightly with a "squeak", and a cold voice came from outside the door: "I'm sorry, Chang Feng has caused trouble to the uncle."

Su Yichen spat out a mouthful of tea, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

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Lezheng Changfeng pushed the door open and walked into the room, and said to Hua Wuji with a sullen face: "I went to discuss with Fellow Daoist Lin about burying Wen Liang, and he happened to be away, so I wanted to come to see you. It was not closed tightly, and I just heard someone's voice inside."

"It's all right." Hua Wuji waved his hands, trying to hold back a smile, "Then I'll go find Lin Yusi, let's chat."

"Brother Hua!" Su Yichen yelled, but Hua Wuji ignored him, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he flashed out of the house in a blink of an eye, and kindly helped the two of them close the door.

"Ahem," Su Yichen cleared his throat, and looked at Lezheng Changfeng with some embarrassment, "Little Changfeng, long time no see."

Lezheng Changfeng's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and he didn't even blink his eyes. He stared at Su Yichen with dark pupils for a long time, and then replied: "Has it been a long time? Didn't I just see you three days ago?" Pass."

Su Yichen touched his nose, "Brother Hua told you everything?"

Lezheng Changfeng was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Uncle, do you know how many wounds there are on Wen Liang's body?"

Su Yichen was a little guilty, and before he could speak, Lezheng Changfeng said again: "One 370."

No wonder it hurts, Su Yichen pursed his lips.

"If the magic circle hadn't been activated at that time, you might be dead now." When Lezheng Changfeng spoke, his tone was not too heavy. He just clenched his fist with his left hand and punched it. The corner of the nanmu table instantly shattered and fell to the ground. There was a dull sound.

"This is an inn, it's not good if you break things." Su Yichen rolled his eyes and talked about him from left to right.

"Uncle Su..." Lezheng Changfeng shouted in a low voice, leaning down to look directly into Su Yichen's slender eyes, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

It's a bit of a weird pose.

When Su Yichen died, Lezheng Changfeng was only 13 years old. Because of his short stature, he was not half as tall as Su Yichen when standing on tiptoe.During the days on Duiqing Peak, he always looked up at that little martial uncle, watching him talk and laugh, watching his swordsmanship.

Little Martial Uncle is not as mysterious as the rumors of many of his classmates. Le Zheng Changfeng knows that although he is a bit casual and doesn't bother to talk to him when he is practicing swords, when he is in a good mood, he will sit by his side and accompany him In a daze, when he saw that he was depressed, he patted his head, and secretly poured him a sip of the wine made by his master.

In the entire Qingyu Mountain, only Su Yichen called him "Little Changfeng".Every time he yelled like this, the little uncle's lips grinned slightly, and his slender eyes curled up, like an extremely beautiful smile.

Lezheng Changfeng can still clearly remember the day Su Yichen left Qingyu Mountain six years ago.He thought that this time was the same as the previous few times. Uncle Su was going to travel down the mountain again. Although he was reluctant, remembering that he couldn't sleep well at night, when he went to see him off, he still tried his best to put on a smiling face and looked at Su Yichen. waved desperately.

He asked like in the past: "little uncle, when are you coming back?"

That time, Su Yichen didn't look back at him.Moreover, he did not return to Qingyu Mountain.

At the end of the spring of the second year, a senior brother secretly told him what happened at that time.Lezheng Changfeng ran to Qingfeng and cried loudly as if struck by lightning.He is a disciple personally handed down by Taoist Master Ronghui of the Discipline Academy, and he has been familiar with the principle of different ways of righteousness and evil since he was a child, but he cannot accept Master Su's words of betraying his master no matter what.Lezheng Changfeng felt that something must have gone wrong, there must have been a deep misunderstanding somewhere, and that's why he took his little uncle away from Duoqing Peak.

It would be nice if I knew sooner.It would be great if I have the ability to protect my little uncle.

Although it was too late, the boy grew up overnight.

Facing Su Yichen, who slightly raised his head to look at him, Lezheng Changfeng suddenly felt a little dazed.

The six-year blankness was like a hurricane. On the surface, he was calm, but on the inside, he overthrew his common sense.

He suddenly realized that he no longer had to look up to Master Su.It was the first time to see this face from another angle, the face that often appeared in dreams, with a strange strangeness, which made him want to turn his eyes away, but he couldn't turn his eyes away.

Su Yichen actually didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but seeing the displeased look on the young nephew's face, he felt ashamed, and silently let him stare at him for a while, then the uncle's airs came out again, and he stretched out his hand , rubbing Lezheng Changfeng's head, "Okay, I'm fine."

Lezheng Changfeng's body trembled slightly, his head tilted and slipped out of his palm.

Yo, my little nephew has grown up, so I won't let you touch your head anymore.

Su Yichen withdrew his hand desolately, a little embarrassed, and smiled.

Fortunately, at this time, Hua Wuji came back.

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Hearing Hua Wuji's voice, Su Yichen rushed over to open the door for him as if he had been pardoned.

Hua Wuji entered the room and joked, "Did I come back early?"

Lezheng Changfeng was out of shape, and when he saw Hua Wuji, he rarely even forgot to say hello.

"Yo, did you bully him?" Hua Wuji asked Su Yichen in a low voice.

On the way to Yuezhou City, Lezheng Changfeng was full of doubts and wanted to return to Qianjue Seaside several times.Hua Wuji had no choice but to tell him that Gu Canqiu was not in Su Yichen's body.Lezheng Changfeng was dubious, until Hua Wuji told the gentle secret again, thinking of all the weird things that happened to this unknown little disciple in Bailin City in the past few months, he was surprised to believe it.

Hua Wuji imagined that when these two met, the nephew would definitely complain, but after all, it was Lezheng Changfeng who pays tribute to Su Yichen to Qingfeng every year, and he must be very happy in the end.I didn't expect to come in and take a look, one of the two looked ashamed, and the other was in a trance, which was really interesting.

Su Yichen looked at his nephew's absent-minded look, and smiled half coaxingly and half flatteringly, "What's the matter, Xiao Changfeng?"

Lezheng Changfeng just woke up like a dream, took a step back suddenly, went directly to the other side of Hua Wuji, and managed to pull himself together and said, "Did fellow Daoist Lin come back?"

Hua Wuji really went to find Lin Yusi. He was waiting to watch the play, so he just ran downstairs to eat a plate of supper and came back, so he shook his head and said vaguely, "Not yet."

"Then I'll take my leave first." Lezheng Changfeng said, without looking at Su Yichen, he turned his head and walked out.

It's bad, it's bad, although the little nephew is colder, he has never been so cold.

Su Yichen said to Hua Wuji with a bitter face, "What's the matter, he wasn't happy to see me at all, and he even looked disgusted."

"Is that disgusting?" Hua Wuji looked at the direction Lezheng Changfeng was leaving, and smiled enigmatically.