My nemesis begged me after my death

A token of love.

Fenghuang saw that after she said these words, the young man opposite had an obviously weird expression for a moment, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Xue Zhaowei's eyes were cold, and his eyelashes drooped to cover the gloomyness that flashed by.

He Yuejun Jiang Dengnian had a mysterious background, and when he first appeared in the world, he engraved his name and surname into the eyes of the world with thunderous means.He himself is excellent in fiction, and those rumors about his life experience are not eye-catching.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the apprentice of the ancient Phoenix.

Such an opportunity, even the direct disciples of the top immortal sect cannot match it.

That's Phoenix after all.

According to legend, the phoenix lives the same life as the sun and the moon.

The ring flew back to Xue Zhaowei's hand again, this time it didn't go back into the sleeve pocket that couldn't see the sun, but directly nestled around Xue Zhaowei's little finger.

The size is not bad, and it is firmly embedded under his knuckles. The delicate patterns polished on the ring are shining with golden and red light, soft and warm.

Seeing this, Phoenix nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong.

"The pattern on this ring was carved by my apprentice. In the meaning of my family, it represents a long-term and eternal unity." She said with a smile, and she was quite satisfied with the young man in front of her.Although it seems that his temper is a little cold, it is better to be calm.

Xue Zhaowei's eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, guessing that Fenghuang probably misunderstood something, he raised his hand to take off the ring, but the ring made of phoenix bone was firmly attached to his little finger, no matter how hard he tried, it would not move at all.

He wasn't sure if it was the Phoenix Envoy's trick, and said: "Senior, I misunderstood, this ring doesn't belong to me."

"Doesn't belong to you?" Fenghuang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you snatch it from the original owner?"

"……no."

"Do you know the original owner?"

"... I know you."

"In this case, this ring is not yours." Fenghuang made a final decision.

Xue Zhaowei fell into a short silence. He didn't know how to explain to this senior who had lived on the snow field for a long time how the ring fell into his hands by accident. It was a long story, and Fenghuang didn't give him this explanation. Chance.

"Since it's my apprentice's favorite person, it's the first time I've seen you. Come to my place as a guest, and I'll pick a meeting gift for you." She spoke lightly, and the fiery red phoenix pattern on her forehead was shining with fiery streamer, shining brightly when she turned her head. Hui, "By the way, how is he doing recently?"

Xue Zhaowei did not remain silent for a long time this time: "Senior, don't you know?"

Fenghuang was surprised: "What?"

"He Yuejun died in the Northern Wilderness not long ago, and the news has spread all over the world."

His voice was deep and flat, and he brought up this matter calmly, as if he was talking about a strange and insignificant person.

"..." Fenghuang stopped walking this time. She looked around Xue Zhaowei and slowly frowned—why hasn't Xie Guici told him the truth about the person he likes?Could it be that something happened?

Her mind sank slightly, and her expression remained calm: "I know. The news from Beihuang was only spread through my hands... It's just... I forgot..."

The regret and sigh in her voice were so sincere that Xue Zhaowei didn't think about it.

Fenghuang said again: "However, he only carved a pair of phoenix bone rings, and there are no extras. Since I gave it to you, he must really like you very much."

Walking behind her, Xue Zhaowei, whose expression didn't fluctuate at first, suddenly changed slightly when he heard this sentence.

Since they are a unique pair in the world, why did the Jiang Deng Annual Meeting promise to give him one?

In Cang Xuejun's dark eyes, the light flickered on and off.

It seemed that something had been torn apart unintentionally.

………………

The news of Mu Heng's arrival and departure soon reached Xiang Shenyu's ears, and the Patriarch of the Mu family held up the letter left by Mu San and pressed his forehead.

"Xizhou is not enough for him to make trouble, and there are not enough Xianmen Baijia. I went to Beihuang and suffered a big loss. I thought I could live in peace for a while, but I didn't expect to go to the world again."

Xiang Chenyu twitched the corners of her lips, revealing that it was a bit funny: "About the last time I told him that if the situation with the Twelve Sects of the Demon Realm was urgent, I'm afraid he would be frightened by the need to join hands with Tianjing City. Mu San met the city lord of Tianjing City—” He shook his head helplessly, “It’s no wonder that he ran to the world overnight, most likely to avoid disaster.”

Patriarch Mu patted the armrest of the chair and said angrily, "It's just nonsense! How could I, as the eldest brother, still sell him to Shen Huaizhi?!"

Xiang Shenyu blew the tea foam, "Tianjing City is very rich, and the world knows it. I'm afraid we, the famous immortal clans, can't get as many spirit stones as Shen Huai. Master Mu, if that City Master Shen Are you tempted to offer 300 million spirit stones for employment?"

"...That can indeed be negotiated." Patriarch Mu said coyly, "With 300 million spirit stones, you can ask me to marry him."

But he is him, Mu San is Mu San, if Mu Heng comes to resist, it's worth noting the 300 million spirit stones.

Xiang Chenyu pursed her lips and smiled, "Yeah, 300 million spirit stones, who wouldn't be tempted?" Only Tianjing City, who holds a mine of spirit stones in his hand, dares to mention this number. The famous Fufeng faction is unimaginable.

Patriarch Mu's expression eased slightly.

"But don't worry, Shi Wangchuan is in the world and can always take care of Mu San." Xiang Chenyu said again.

"Master Wang Chuanli's emotional barrier, has it not been found yet?" Patriarch Mu sighed.

Shi Wang Chuanxiu's Tao is different from those of them, and he is well-known among the immortal sect - he destroyed the Tao and rebuilt it after defecting from the teacher's school.Speaking of it, Shi Wangchuan was quite miserable. He joined a small sect, but it turned out that his master and senior brothers were all undercover agents placed by the demon world in the fairy sect, and he was the only decent child.

It was He Yuejun who accidentally discovered the clue when he visited his teacher's door, and uncovered a series of undercover agents from the devil world.

Xiang Shenyu lowered his eyes: "...It's been almost 15 years."

Li Shiwangchuan left the world of cultivating immortals without hesitation and sank into the world.

It's already 15.

Counting up to now, there are few close friends, and only him and Mu Heng are left as friends from the past.

Xiang Chenyu sighed silently, raised her eyes, her brows were still calm and gentle.

………………

Mu Henglai, who was missed, was squatting in front of Shi Wangchuan, flipped the iron chain on his wrist, and stared at him.

"I heard on the street that you became a national teacher, why did you go to jail without two sticks of incense?" Mu Heng was puzzled.

Shi Wangchuan looked up at him, his dry and pale lips moved slightly, and said a word: "Get lost."

Mu Heng came and shouted: "Shi Wangchuan, you have no conscience! I came all the way to see you with good intentions, but you actually told me to get lost. You don't even think about who will come to see you except me!"

"Jiang Lannian."

Shi Wangchuan rolled his eyelids.

"When did Jiang Shi come here?" Mu Heng asked curiously.

"A few years ago," Shi Wangchuan said, "he brought someone with him, a new friend he made."

"Who is it?" Muheng asked casually.

Shi Wangchuan: "He is a swordsman. His cultivation base is very high. I have only seen it in my life."

"What's the use of saying this? There are ten disciples and five sword cultivators in Xianmen. You have to tell me what he looks like!" Mu Henglai took out a pen and paper from the void, excitedly, "Say, I'll come painting."

After two sticks of incense, Mu Henglai held the portrait in his hand in surprise, looked at Shi Wangchuan, and then at the portrait: "Are you sure you are right?"

"It's not like I can't even remember the person. Jiang Dengnian also said that he has a very good relationship with that person, and it's because we met each other so late."

Shi Wangchuan frowned and spoke in a cold voice.

Mu Henglai hesitated to speak: "But... this is Lord Cangxue! It is the Lord Cangxue who I heard has a deep hatred with Jiang Shi."

Shi Wangchuan: "?"

After a while, the two faced the portrait and looked at each other.

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I have something to do today so I'm late, I will try to write more tomorrow, Jiumi.