Anyway, all heaven knows I've fallen

The face that was close at hand gasped and said solemnly, "Take me up to Fushan."

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The news of the cultivation world, as long as someone wants to spread it, it will hit like a hurricane, blowing to every corner of the 42 cities of Kyushu. Although the Xu family is not considered a big family in the cultivation world, it is a century-old family, and the head of the family went crazy overnight. The news that the young master and grandma died overnight is supposed to be very eye-catching, but what is surprising is that it didn't cause any big waves.If you ask the reason, one of the important reasons is that Fushan sent people to clean up the scene, and said that it would investigate the matter carefully and suppress it.

It's just that one wave of ups and downs rose again.The matter of the Xu family had already given the head of Fushan a headache. Not long after, the rumor that "the disciple of Fushan turned out to be a broken sleeve" spread throughout Jinzhou.

At that time, Ye Chenghuan and Feng Lan were going down the mountain together to buy goods, and they happened to walk into a teahouse and met a storyteller who was commenting on the matter vividly.

Ye Yingdi said that he is a person who has lived two lives, not angry, not angry, but the table that was pressed fiercely by his hand has begun to crack beyond recognition.Before Feng Lan could react, the people beside him were no longer in their positions.

"Ah! Someone messed up!"

heinous crime

Fushan, Elder Pavilion.

"Look at what you've been doing! Cough...do you know that you are...cough...fushan's disciple...cough, one day this old man will let Patriarch Ye give you... Cough cough, take it back! Don't shake! Kneel for me!"

Chongchang Changchang walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and the nine-section whip he held loosely in his hand was also swinging back and forth with his movements.His health has been getting worse recently, and he coughs twice every time he says a word.

And Ye Chenghuan, who was kneeling right in front of him, seemed to be honest and educated, but in fact, as the tyrant of Fushan, he was already accustomed to being punished. The iron whip specially made by Fushan to punish monks who violated the training was beaten on him, and the pain has long since ceased. It doesn't itch, it's nothing to suffer so much.At this moment, he didn't talk back because he was afraid that the master would faint from anger, but if he heard someone say big brother like that again, if he didn't tear that person's mouth, he wouldn't have the last name...

Thinking of this, Ye Chenghuan's mind suddenly went blank for a moment.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.How could he have the same idea as a dandy whose body is ahead of his head here, as an actor-level celebrity who is prosperous in this world, gentle and elegant, and has a good-looking appearance!It was nothing more than the days when he had no memory. Now that he has recovered his memory, why can't he get rid of this stupid behavior? !

It's all Ye Qian's instinct!It has nothing to do with him!Take your time, take your time, he closed his eyes and took a breath, one day he will completely turn the owner of this body into Ye Chenghuan.

While his thoughts were tangled, Chongyan had already moved the nine-section whip to Fenglan's nose, "As for you, Shuiqin, cough cough... As a senior brother, do you just let your junior brother do whatever you want? It's really a shame that I won't bother you. Heart!"

Shuiqin is Fenglan's character.

He has wronged Feng Lan a bit, because when Ye Chenghuan smashed the scene, Feng Lan did pull it, but he didn't know what happened, it got worse and worse, the teahouse was only smashed at the beginning And a desk for lectures.Later, as long as it was made of wood, it basically returned to its original state.

Ye Chenghuan also found it strange that Feng Lan seemed to be trying to stop him, but every time he used his sword to block his sword, he somehow missed it, either hitting the table or the chair, and in the end it was himself Accomplice.

Tsk tsk, could it be that the sweetheart has come, and even the swordsmanship has regressed?

Feng Lan lowered his head and said, "I know I was wrong."

Chongyan sighed.Among the juniors of this year, it was Yun Luan and Feng Lan who made the elders feel at ease the most.Both of them belonged to good seedlings with high talent but few words. Yun Luan has the aptitude to become a fairy, so he was directly cultivated by the head of the house, while Feng Lan was sent out by him to investigate the geomantic omen of various places over the years, and often went to a place day and night Slaying demons and eliminating demons, but never complaining, such an obedient apprentice, if he really wants him to fight, he still feels a little bit reluctant.

However, Fushan has always upheld the principle of fairness and justice in educating his disciples. Since Ye Chenghuan was punished, Fenglan should also be punished.

As if seeing through his thoughts at a glance, Feng Lan raised her head and said, "I am willing to be punished. Master, please blame..."

"Master!" A hand was raised suddenly.

Elder Chongyan felt a headache seeing this person now, and frowned, "Ye Chenghuan, what are you talking about!"

Ye Chenghuan really shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, brothers are like siblings, right?"

"So what?"

Ye Chenghuan straightened his back and said solemnly, "Fenglan and I are brothers. If you hit my sibling, isn't it equivalent to punishing him? So hit me."

"..."

"..."

After saying this, not only Chongyan was surprised, Ye Chenghuan was also stunned.In fact...he just felt that Fenglan was soft-skinned and tender-skinned, so he couldn't fight against him. Besides, he was also implicated by him. He never wanted to owe him anything...but why did it sound weird when he said it?

"No need!" Before he could figure it out, Feng Lan coldly refused, saying, "Master, let's start."

Ye Chenghuan himself felt embarrassed by the thoughtless words just now, and his face turned crimson, but when he looked up again and saw the kneeling figure beside him, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

The faint eyebrows, the faint lip line, like frost and snow, this person is like a snowflake that has not yet melted on the mountain. It is so cold and out of reach, but it attracts countless people to climb the mountain, just to see its withered appearance .

However, at this moment, Fenglan's back and legs are covered with traces of the nine-section whip crawling, dripping with blood.However, his expression didn't change much, and he was still horribly indifferent.

"Okay." Chong Yan put down the nine-section whip, and said, "You two...cough cough, go to the medicine cabinet to get some medicine for rubbing...cough cough... let's forget about this matter, and don't be impulsive when things happen in the future Already!"

"Yes!" The two left the room as promised.After leaving the Presbyterian Pavilion, Ye Chenghuan could still walk freely, but it was the first time that Feng Lan had suffered such physical pain. As soon as he walked to the long corridor, his figure became a little unstable. Ye Chenghuan hurried to help him, Feng Lan But he quickly shook off his hand like an electric shock, and even blurted out, "Go away!"

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Ye Chenghuan was completely stunned.

This is the first time he heard Fenglan say these two words to a person, and this unlucky person is himself.

He withdrew his hand, stood on the spot and stared at Feng Lan's dazed figure, endured and endured, the thread called "reason" in his mind was finally broken the moment the man turned around to leave.He clenched his hands tightly and said in a serious tone, "Feng Shui Qin, do you think I'm willing to take care of you?!"

This is the second time he has called him directly.The first time, it was still in the ancestral hall where the two got into a ball.

"You think I'm happy to stick my hot face on your cold ass every time?! Let me tell you, let me go now, don't regret it in the future! I won't be your brother!" After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves He left, and walked quite freely, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After thinking about it, he felt that if he didn't beat Feng Lan, he might not be able to solve it.

As for beating him, of course he will be beating him, but not now, there are plenty of opportunities on the annual proving ground.

As he walked forward, he thought about the "Eighteen Movements of Fat Beating Fenglan", but he didn't know that the person behind him hadn't taken a step in the opposite direction since he turned around.

Feng Lan stared at his back, and the palm of the hand holding the hilt was dripping with blood.

He couldn't forgive himself for falling in love with Fa Xiao, who grew up with him since he was a child.If I let my father and Uncle Ye know, what face do I have to stay in Feng's house?Stay in the cultivation world?No, it shouldn't be like this.

Bastard Ye Chenghuan, don't mess with me again.

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The aroma of lotus leaves is lingering in the small room, and there are two long tables facing each other. Each table has more than [-] cups of tea made from fresh lotus leaf tips for monks to taste.

Feng Ze, as the only female Patriarch among all the people present, is dressed in fiery red clothes and has a pretty face, which is particularly eye-catching. There are already many aristocrats in the cultivation world fantasizing about this face, but it is a pity that everyone You know, the ancestral family precepts of the Feng family stipulate that the spouse of the head of the family must be outside the realm of cultivation, that is to say, they must be unarmed and ordinary people.These people have no chance.

"The heat of this lotus leaf tea is not enough." She frowned and said, "Is this what the disciples of Fushan do?"

As the head of the sect, Hua Xuanyin knew the temperament of these patriarchs well. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Since Miss Fengze doesn't like it, I won't serve you this tea next time."

"Haha..." Fengze covered her mouth and giggled, "Is this why you don't even want to drink tea? Fushan is really getting more and more stingy." She leaned back on the wheelchair behind her, and the red silk On Hao's wrist, he said lazily, "Look for yourself, every year there are so many men in the hall, it makes me want to throw up. The rules of the cultivation world should have been changed long ago. Old man, I argued last time What I will tell you, it has been a year, and you haven't figured out why?"

All the immortal families looked at each other in blank dismay.

That's why Fengze dared to blatantly ask Fushan to build a daughter's pavilion to accept female disciples only.

But after so many years of rules, how can they be changed just by saying?

"Let the old man think about it again." Hua Xuanyin said solemnly.

Feng Ze naturally knew that this was another excuse, and was about to speak again, full of displeasure, but he heard the stubborn old man sitting on the high platform say, "This is the end of today's debate. Tomorrow, we will