Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Wu Xingxue: "You said who asked you, me?"

Feng Huiming moved his lips and didn't answer, but his face said it all.

Wu Xingxue turned her head to look at Xiao Fuxuan, confusion flashed in her eyes.

But he turned back quickly, and when he looked at Feng Huiming again, his expression was still as motionless as a mountain.His voice was very steady, and his tone was slow, without showing any surprise.

Even the phrase "I am" just now seems to have a deep meaning.

Feng Huiming swallowed, and said in a tight voice, "Ask knowingly."

Looking at him like this, one can guess that he is not talking nonsense—someone indeed approached him an hour ago and asked exactly the same thing.

Look exactly like me now?

Wu Xingxue touched her face, thinking quickly in her heart.

Xiao Fuxuan's name and taboo have been reported, and the disguise has naturally been withdrawn, but he is different.He still faced the face that Xiao Fuxuan helped to adjust.The only one who can look exactly like this face is Wu Xingxue herself who was also easy-going

This in itself is not difficult to guess.

But after thinking about it, this matter is actually very problematic——

When I first arrived at the inn the night before, the shopkeeper said that they had just checked out not long ago.This is nothing, after all, the entire Luohuashan City is an illusion, and it is normal for them to see themselves hundreds of years ago by chance in the illusion, and it is a rare opportunity.

But now, Feng Huiming said again, "You obviously just looked for me an hour ago."

At first glance, these words are similar to those of the shopkeeper.It was nothing more than hundreds of years ago, after Wu Xingxue left the inn, she went to Feng's house without changing her face, and withdrew Feng Huiming to ask for the details of the forbidden area.

And this unlucky guy had just been interrogated before being caught by the current Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, so he said this sentence, and the timing was just right.

However, it is precisely because the events and time are connected exactly that it is even more wrong.Because Luohuashan City is an illusion, but the Feng family is not, it should be outside the scope of the illusion.

Can the things that happen in the phantom be connected with the things that happen outside the phantom?

impossible.

At least it is impossible to coherent so naturally.

Wu Xingxue changed her mind, and could only think of one explanation: Luohuashan City is not an illusion, but the real past!From the moment they stepped into Luohuatai, they stood here hundreds of years ago.

In this way, whether it is the shopkeeper or everyone in the Feng family, all kinds of reactions make sense.

From the shopkeeper's point of view, there were really two people who just stayed here for one night and then came to stay for the second night.

From Feng Huiming's point of view, he was approached by the same person twice in one day and asked the same content.

It's really weird, and it's really frustrating.

If you give Feng Huiming a little more time, let him think about it, or explore more, you will find some strange things—for example, although he is the same person, his clothes are different, and there is only an hour's interval between them. .For another example, an hour ago, this person still had a fairy spirit on him.After an hour, why did he become a demon?

But at this time, Feng Huiming didn't have the time to think about it, and it was impossible for Wu Xingxue to spare this time.

He and Xiao Fuxuan looked at each other, and decided to strike while the iron was hot before Feng Huiming could react.He touched the stove, half-cast his eyes and began to act——

"Since I've asked it once, it's just right, so I don't need to waste my time. You know exactly what I want to hear. Well, there are more spectators now—" Wu Xingxue raised his chin, " You just tell me what you said to me an hour ago, and tell them again."

"You!" Feng Huiming's face became even uglier.His jaw line was tense, and the bones at the jaws moved lightly. He stared at Wu Xingxue vigilantly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I've said everything I should say, why do I have to say it again?"

Wu Xingxue thought for a while, and followed his words: "Why do you care about me? Did I promise you to only ask once?"

Feng Huiming was so angry that he choked out a sentence: "No."

Wu Xingxue: "Then it will be done."

Feng Huiming: "..."

What is it? ? ?

Feng Huiming was about to open his mouth to argue again, but he heard Xiao Fuxuan move his fingers beside him, and the long sword propped on the ground made a soft sound.

He tightened his face and looked towards Xiao Fuxuan.Seeing Tian Su turned his head to look at him, he added in a deep voice: "If it's the truth, what's the harm in saying it seventeen or eight times?"

Feng Huiming: "..."

Tian Su's dark eyes stared at him with a cold light: "Or, you can't repeat yourself?"

Feng Huiming's expression froze instantly.

Wu Xingxue saw the change in his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

He has always felt that it is a condescension to be able to pretend to be a bully for a while, and it is extremely difficult.I didn't expect that someone who looked at Leng Jun's seriousness would be able to draw inferences from one instance——

Not only did he kidnap people, he also learned to extract a confession, and what he said was very bluffing.

So much so that Feng Huiming was confused by that sentence, his lips opened and closed, and he couldn't catch the words at all.

Wu Xingxue thought about it, and suddenly felt that the one in the mouth of the Tianxiu Shangxian next to him was very different.

The very different Tianxiu Shangxian turned his eyes to look at him, and then looked away.

Wu Xingxue: "?"

He tried to comprehend the meaning of that glance, but failed.

After a long time, a very strange thought suddenly flashed through.

It's like... It's the first time Master Tianxiu has done something that is not like a god, so he was not sure about the scale, so he took a look at him to see if it was suitable.

Thinking of this, Wu Xingxue couldn't hold back, and glanced at Xiao Fuxuan.

That cold and handsome face still looked sharp and wild, and the sense of oppression in his body was still as heavy as ever.But the more Wu Xingxue looked at it, the more he felt that...it seemed to mean that.

So he looked at it for a while and smiled.

A smile leaked from his long eyes, Wu Xingxue couldn't hide it, so he simply didn't.

Xiao Fuxuan seemed to be aware of it, looked at him, and was stunned for a moment.

As for the emblem...

Feng Huiming was going crazy.

People in the world are always like this, they like to judge others by themselves.With a straight heart, there are no twists and turns when looking at others.Those who have a lot of thoughts, look at others and feel that they are full of calculations.

It's even more so if you hide something a little bit more and have a void in your heart.

The seal emblem at this moment is exactly like this——

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan looked at each other.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: I must have said something wrong just now, which aroused suspicion.

Wu Xingxue asked him to say it again.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: This is to catch my weakness and want to test me.

Xiao Fuxuan is not afraid of repetition when telling the truth.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: This is no longer a temptation, this is simply a mockery.

Wu Xingxue smiled again...

Seal emblem——

Feng Huiming felt that he was finished.

He suddenly felt like an ant being played with, bumping left and right, back and forth, in the eyes of some people, it was just a futile struggle, full of ugly appearances.

So many young disciples of the Feng family were present, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him.Feng Shulan was also there, looking at him as well.

He suddenly felt that this moment was too difficult.

He should be used to this kind of attention - he has a detached position in the Feng family, not just an "elder".The head of the Feng family had no children, and both he and Feng Shulan were adopted by the head of the family. He came to the Feng family very early, much earlier than Feng Shulan, and was less than eight years old when he entered.

The head of the family once said: "Eight years old is just the right age."

I happen to know something, and I just don't understand it that much.

At first Feng Huiming couldn't understand the meaning of that sentence, but after ten years, fifty years, and nearly a hundred years later, he finally understood it slowly.

Knowing some things means that he knows that he is not the real blood of the Feng family, and that the head of the family is not his biological father, so no matter how proud he is in the future, no matter how much he is cared for, he will know how to measure it, know that he can't be proud of being favored, and know what he gets Nothing is taken for granted.

I don't understand that well, it means that children of that age always yearn for stability, concern, and a home.Even knowing that he was adopted, as long as the person who raised him is good enough to him, he still can't help but take out his heart and lungs and praise him.

In comparison, Feng Shulan is much more self-reliant than him.

She was also adopted, and outsiders all said that she was the "Pearl in the Palm" of the Feng family, but she never regarded herself as a "daughter", only as a "disciple" with a deeper relationship.

She is not a warm person, the older she gets, the colder she gets, and she has no intention of participating in too many family affairs, so she only takes the title of "Disciple Hall Immortal Head" and quietly teaches swordsmanship.

In contrast, he knew too much.

Long ago, he felt that "knowing a lot" was the patriarch's preference.It's because he is extremely talented, has a good foundation, and is an excellent seedling, far superior to Feng Shulan's "sister".So many things that cannot be said to the outside world, the Patriarch will tell him.For many things that cannot be followed by disciples, the Patriarch will take him along.

Over time, he became the second only to the owner of the Feng family.

Later, as long as the head of the family was inconvenient or absent, he would naturally be the one who made the decision.

Later, even if the Patriarch was present, he would not be at a disadvantage.It's like... the Patriarch is getting older and older, and he was in the same year, so he gradually has the ability to replace him.

So over time, he got used to being noticed.

There are very few occasions where he can show his timidity. Most of the time, he can handle it freely, even a little bit stable and not angry.

It wasn't until today that he suddenly realized... There are many disciples in other sects who are in their prime, not far or near, and there are quite a few of the Hua family who have made good friends with the Feng family, but none of the disciples in their prime can be worthy of being the head of the family .

Because it is not enough.

He thought he was qualified, but in fact, he just didn't meet enough people and didn't see enough scenes.After all, he gallops with a sword, and he is only in the world.

If he meets a real fairy, he is nothing.

More than an hour ago, when that strange young man appeared in the bookstore without a sound, Feng Huiming pressed his finger on the sword on the desk, thinking: This person really knows nothing about the heights of the sky and the earth.

He didn't ask a word, and the sword came out like a thunder.Seeing that the other party didn't even touch the sword, he thought: With such a reaction, he dared to trespass into the Feng family's Baibaoshu Pavilion.

It wasn't until he stabbed close with his sword that he finally realized that something was wrong——

Because he found that the young man who looked like a rich man was looking at the tip of his sword with his eyes half down.

In other words, the so-called thunderbolt was actually not fast enough in the eyes of that person, he could even see the movement of the tip of the sword clearly.

It was too late for Feng Huiming to realize this.

In the next moment, he saw the young man raised his brows and eyes slightly, and met his gaze.

In an instant, he felt that the tip of his sword hadn't been able to pierce any flesh, but instead seemed to be drawn into the vast ocean, unable to advance or retreat.

Immediately afterwards, coercion like an unprovoked sea poured out from the young man.

Feng Huiming's hand holding the sword shook violently, blood veins emerged from his fingers, and spread rapidly upwards.

He loosened his fingers in the severe pain, grunted in pain, the long sword fell with a clang, and rolled on the ground.

The bright red blood flowed down the arm and dripped into a puddle on the ground.

He clearly felt several blood vessels in his arm burst, and he also clearly knew that this was the result of the other party's mercy and mercy...

Because with the impact of that coercion, it is hard to say whether he will live or not, and it is lucky to suffer only this little injury.

At that moment, Feng Huiming was almost terrified.

Anyone who has been the favored son of heaven for nearly a hundred years and has few opponents suddenly realizes that he can also be an ant one day, and that kind of shock is not something that people can bear.

Not far from the Baibaoshu Pavilion, there are many disciples who are patrolling daily.A little further away, there is also "sister" Feng Shulan.

As long as he wanted, he could gather thousands of people to Baibaoshu Pavilion in an instant.

But Feng Huiming at that time was not alarmed by anyone.

At first, he felt that it was meaningless.Secondly... long-term self-esteem was the cause, he didn't want anyone to see that he didn't even hold the sword.

He just looked at the visitor stiffly and asked him, "Who are you..."

But the man said: "Who I am has nothing to do with you, I came to bother you just to ask some questions."

Feng Huiming said: "...what's the problem?"

The man didn't move the sword at his waist from the beginning to the end, and he was holding a mask with silver threads in his hand, which shone like broken stars under the lamplight.He pinched the edge of the mask, tilted his head and asked Feng Huiming: "Thousands of people in Luohuashan City are all bound by spirits, do you know that?"

Feng Huiming became stiff for a moment, dripping with cold sweat.

Before he answered, the man nodded and said: "It seems that I know, then I came to the right place."

Feng Huiming opened his mouth: "I..."

The man didn't wait for him to finish, and said again: "Let me ask you again, those bound souls are detained in a forbidden place, do you know?"

Feng Huiming's throat moved.

The man stared at him with dark eyes, and smiled after a while.

He suspected that the man was easily overbearing, because although his facial features were handsome, they were not too outstanding.It really doesn't match those eyebrows.

The smile melted in the eyebrows and eyes, it should be very beautiful, but it didn't fall to the end of the eyes, the smile was not real, like an impenetrable fog.

"Looks like I know it too." The man said again.

Feng Huiming's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about this person's origin, thinking about his purpose, thinking...the Luohuashan City where they had been hiding for a long time.

However, the other party did not give him much time to think.

He just had a flash of God's work, and the man was already standing in front of him.

This time, there is no "fortunate" in the coercion of the hood.The man said: "Those people in Luohuashan City... Are those thousands of bondages gathered by your Feng family?"

When Feng Huiming came to his senses, he realized that he subconsciously nodded just now, and replied, "Yes..."