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"Uncle Dongfang, do you think this hairpin looks good?" Ren Yingying took out an emerald hairpin from her sleeve. On my birthday, I want to wear this hairpin."

Fu Zhenhong looked at the hairpin in Ren Yingying's hand, and said calmly, "Yingying's vision is naturally good."

After Ren Yingying listened, the arc of the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious. At this moment, her heart was truly happy. Even though Ren Yingying suspected that her father's death might be related to Dongfang Bubai, this did not affect her because Dongfang's love for her Aesthetically affirmed and delighted.

Ren Yingying's eyes fell on Dongfang Bubai's face, although the age of the other party was not much different from his father, even though she called him Uncle Dongfang.But in fact, from the appearance alone, Dongfang Bubai doesn't look like a man in his 30s at all. The years haven't left any traces on his face, but the natural charm of him has been precipitated. more and more attention-grabbing.

Like a brewed wine, it becomes more and more mellow.

Ren Yingying didn't know about the other people on Blackwood Cliff, but she herself liked Dongfang Bubai, the uncle she had called Dongfang Bubai for more than ten years.

Perhaps there is no one in the entire Sun Moon God Sect who dislikes Dongfang Bubai, even though many people have their own ideas, but this does not prevent them from liking Dongfang Uncle's appearance and appearance.

And this cannot be defined as a kind of superficiality that only looks at the appearance, because almost everyone will instinctively pursue beauty.

Uncle Dongfang's good-looking skin is enough to make people's hearts flutter.And in this heartbeat, both men and women have it.

"Uncle Dongfang, you are rarely in the Sun Moon God Sect these days. Will you be with me on my birthday?" Ren Yingying said, putting her hands on Fu Zhenhong's wrists naturally, acting like a baby It seemed to shake slightly.

Fu Zhenhong hadn't expressed her opinion yet, but Chen Yu curled her lips, thinking that this holy lady really knows how to pretend.She is obviously a snake and scorpion, just like the blue phoenix under her hand, but every time in front of her master, she deliberately shows a girlish and innocent appearance, so as to gain some intimacy.

"I'll give you a blessing." Fu Zhenhong replied, raising her hand to gently stroke Ren Yingying's temples, "Go down, lunch is coming soon."

"Okay." Ren Yingying nodded obediently, and made a farewell ceremony, but the moment she turned around and was about to walk out of the room, all the smiles on her face disappeared, replaced by a cold smile. Natural thinking.

After only Fu Zhenhong and Chen Yu were left in the room, Chen Yu, who hadn't spoken all this time, moved his lips, and finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Master, are you going to let the saint be like this forever?"

"Let go?" Fu Zhenhong said meaningfully: "As long as she doesn't do anything she shouldn't, she will always be a noble saint in the Sun Moon God Sect."

Nowadays, there are still a small number of people in the entire church who do not agree with Fu Zhenhong's succession as the leader. Ren Yingying is the daughter of the previous teacher director, Wo Xing. People's dissatisfaction.

But if Ren Yingying, who is a holy aunt of the divine religion, did something stupid that shouldn't be done, he would naturally not show mercy.

Taking into account such things as sympathy, it is impossible for Fu Zhenhong to exist, otherwise he would not have imprisoned Ren Woxing in an underground dark room that was darkened.

"In a while, I'll go to the darkroom with you." Fu Zhenhong said to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

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In the Sun Moon God Sect, there are cells specially used to detain sinners and traitors. There are people in charge of guarding them every day. The entire cell is like a huge indestructible net, extremely tight.

Everyone thought that there was only one basement floor in this prison cell, but in fact, there was a second floor in the prison cell, and there was only one person imprisoned on this floor, and that was the former teaching director, Wo Xing.

In Fu Zhenhong's room, there is an extremely secret switch at one end of the bed, which can open a dark room, and this dark room can lead directly to the second basement floor of the cell.

Fu Zhenhong seldom came to the second basement floor, except that she dragged Ren Woxing here who had gone mad because of practicing kung fu, and never came down here again.

The passage leading to the second basement floor was very dark, and the weak candlelight on the wall was not enough to bring too much light. Fu Zhenhong walked in front, and Chen Yu held a wooden box containing meals in his left hand and a lamp in his right hand.

He has been keeping half a step slower than Fu Zhenhong, only a little behind Fu Zhenhong's oblique side, so as not to overstep, and he can maximize the light of the flame in his hand to bring Fu Zhenhong the convenience of lighting.

Along the way, Fu Zhenhong did not speak, and Chen Yu wisely kept silent, so for a while, there were only the sound of two people's footsteps walking in the quiet tunnel.

However, because they were in a closed environment, even if Fu Zhenhong and Chen Yu's footsteps were very light, there was a relatively clear echo.

After walking for about 5 minutes, Fu Zhenhong and Chen Yu came to the second basement after descending two floors of stone stairs.

"Tick tock...tick tock..." The stagnant water seeping from the ground fell from the top corner of the wall, and the deadly and strangely slow rhythm made the cold and dark environment even colder.

Fu Zhenhong kept walking, and didn't stop until he reached the end. In front of him was an iron gate, which was locked.

Inside the iron gate, sitting with his back facing him, was a man in black clothes, whose hands and feet were bound by thick iron chains.This person's black hair was disheveled behind him, and the black robe on his body was already covered with dust.

But his back is always straight, even if he is a prisoner, he still has an aura of being in the upper class for a long time.

Although embarrassing, but not humble.

Chen Yu put down the wooden box in his hand, and placed the candle on the candlestick. After doing some work, he took out the key and opened the door lock.

In the past, Chen Yu would leave after putting the wooden box inside, but today because Fu Zhenhong was there, he did not leave as usual, but stood quietly aside after putting down the food.

Perhaps it was because he sensed Chen Yu's difference, or maybe it was because Fu Zhenhong had sensed his aura the moment he entered the dark room. Ren Woxing, who had never given any reaction after Chen Yu's arrival in the past, this Shi Shi suddenly moved his body, and the huge iron chain made a squeaking sound because of his movement, which seemed extra cautious in this cold prison cell.

Fu Zhenhong stood at the iron gate without moving.

Ren Woxing of the inner door stood up from the ground, then turned around.

The moment he saw Fu Zhenhong, Ren Woxing's eyes flashed with an unusually fierce ruthlessness.That obscure look full of hatred shot straight at Fu Zhenhong like a cold blade.

However, under this hatred, there seems to be an extremely subtle, inexplicable bitterness.

But this emotion was hidden in the monstrous anger, and it was almost invisible to people.

"...Eastern Invincible..." Ren Woxing read out the name word by word, his voice was low and hoarse, and there was a kind of viciousness in his voice that was extremely dry because he hadn't spoken for a long time. There seems to be hatred and killing intent in every word.

After all, whoever is locked up for several months in this cold and dark underground cell that has never seen the sun, surrounded by loneliness and darkness, can't be calm.

Even ordinary people suffer from mental torture.

What's more, Ren Woxing, who is used to giving orders and once held a high position and enjoyed the respect of thousands of people.

Compared to Ren Woxing's anger, Fu Zhenhong looked idle, and compared to Ren Woxing's agitated mood, Fu Zhenhong seemed careless.

"You are really in a mess right now." Fu Zhenhong's lips moved slightly, and he spit out these words in a leisurely manner.

Ren Woxing's appearance is undoubtedly handsome, but the messy hair, worn clothes, and iron chains on his limbs make him very different from the once all-powerful elegance and arrogance.

"Like a dog." Fu Zhenhong said slowly, without any sarcasm, but the tone that seemed to be stating a fact made the murderous intent in Ren Woxing's eyes almost substantive .

"East... Fang... don't... lose!" Ren Woxing said almost gnashing his teeth, his face twisted a bit, he raised his feet and walked towards Fu Zhenhong, holding the heavy iron chain.

However, the scope of the iron chain is effective, and it does not allow him to move freely in all the spaces of the cell.

Until the length of the iron chain was over, there was still an arm's distance between Ren Woxing and Fu Zhenhong.

Seeing Ren Woxing who wanted to go this way but couldn't move any further because of the confinement of his limbs, Fu Zhenhong raised his eyebrows and took a small step forward.

In this way, the distance between the two was shortened a little, only one fist separated them.

"Why, do you want to kill me, Master Ren?" Fu Zhenhong finally called Ren Woxing by the name she used to call her, adding a kind of sarcasm in her slightly raised tone.

Fu Zhenhong is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, even if she is satirizing others, it is extremely pleasing to the eye just from the appearance.

But at this moment, in Ren Woxing's eyes, his brilliance is like a sharp and sharp knife. His eyes fell on Ren Woxing's body, and the knife cut him painfully.

Ren Woxing regretted more than once why he didn't get rid of Dongfang Bubai earlier, but every time in the past, when he wanted to get rid of this righteous brother who threatened his status, he couldn't do it.

Probably because the other party's face is too bewitching, so beautiful that people want to treasure it, hide it well, and see it alone.

"Eastern Invincible, you will regret it." Ren Woxing lowered his eyes, and his tone was cold and obscure.

"Oh?" Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "Regret not killing you?"

Let me not answer, a dangerous red light flashed in his eyes: "One day, if you fall into my hands, I will torture you in every possible way."

Chen Yu on the side frowned when he heard that, but Fu Zhenhong sneered when he heard the words, he stretched out his hand, gently raised Ren Woxing's chin with his fingertips, and said slowly: "Look at your current I'm afraid I'm not as good as a beggar when I go out." His tone was full of affection and disdain for someone in a state of embarrassment.