The two chatted while walking, and their conversation was quite harmonious.
Thinking of the battle just now, Feng Ziqing asked: "If I didn't defeat the enemy with one move in this battle, maybe this battle would be much more difficult, and maybe I would really lose."
Long Yi snorted and said calmly: "Don't worry, you came to the water courtyard because of me, so I will naturally be responsible for you. If you are really defeated, I will take action to stop you."
Feng Zi nodded lightly, feeling quite comfortable hearing these words.
"Let's go, let's take you around. Don't go to the water garden. You might have a heated discussion with us when you get back."
Feng Ziqing joked: "Don't you always like gossip?"
"Gossip?"
"Oh, I just like to join in the fun."
"I've never heard of this word before. It's new. Gossip... is for others, who likes to join in the fun and get it on themselves."
Feng Ziqing thought about it, it seemed to be the truth.
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The Mo Tower is very big. It is different from the Chengtian Sect built on the mountain. Although there is no spectacular view of people on the dangerous peaks, compared to the Chengtian Sect, the smoke and smoke of the Mo Tower is very strong. If you just look at the appearance, no one will think of it.
Yes, this is a place famous for assassinations.
Under the semi-immortal, everyone is invincible, what kind of confidence and foundation this is.
Under Long Yi's guidance, Feng Ziqing had a taste of this splendid city, bought a lot of local snacks, and also bought a lot of melon seeds on Long Yi's recommendation.
Sunset in the west.
Feng Ziqing expressed his gratitude to Long Yi as a guide, and gave her the few spiritual wines and roast chickens left in Fang Cunwu. As for Yin Wuyu who was in the black city, he could just buy them when the time comes.
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Long Yi accepted the spirit wine and roasted chicken with a smile, not caring at all about the punishment caused by the spirit wine and roasted chicken.
It was just a few mild scoldings and half a day of thinking about the past. It was nothing compared to spiritual wine and roast chicken.
The two expressed their farewell wishes in a friendly way, hoping to see each other improve again during the Four Swordsmanship, and finally said goodbye with a smile.
Feng Ziqing guessed that the middle-aged woman who regularly cleaned the courtyard was not a relative of the Long siblings, but she was better than a relative. Feng Ziqing had no intention of asking about Long Yi's life experience, just like his own
Long Yi never mentioned a word about his life experience.
How a person behaves depends on his behavior, speech and behavior, and has nothing to do with his origin.
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In an attic in the distance, two Molou disciples stood in front of the window, silently watching the man and woman in the distance.
After seeing the two people saying goodbye, a Molou disciple asked: "Senior Brother Fang, you really don't intend to teach that man a lesson. If he leaves, he may not have a chance in the future."
Fang Pei, who had to recuperate in this attic due to his injured tendons, looked gloomy and said sternly: "You think I don't want to? Before, I thought that Senior Sister Long was still being punished by the third floor owner, so I wanted to take the opportunity to teach this person a lesson.
I'm a human being, but I don't want to be careless and be defeated by him unexpectedly once. Do you think I don't want to continue beating him in the training ground?"
"But didn't you hurt your tendons?"
"Hmph, it's just a few tendons. It's not a serious injury. It's not like I can't continue to take action."
"Why is that?"
Fang Pei looked unwilling and said: "Isn't it because I sensed the appearance of Senior Sister Long? You also know Senior Sister Long's temperament. If I hurt him in front of her, how can I defend myself? I will still be good in the building in the future.
Have a good time?"
The Molou disciple sighed softly and nodded.
Fang Pei saw the man walking away, and his expression became more and more gloomy, "Four Discussions on Sword Canon, apart from those crazy dog wild cultivators in Dongzhou, who among the loose cultivators above the Sixth Realm doesn't want to go? This person will definitely go, and so will I.
Gotta go!”
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Feng Ziqing said goodbye to Long Yi. At first he planned to go to the hospital again to say goodbye to the middle-aged woman, but after thinking about it, it was better not to go, just in case there was any misunderstanding...
After leaving the Mo Tower, Feng Ziqing quickly arrived at the Black City without any further delay.
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At night, he stood in front of the colorful door and waited quietly.
Not long after, a head poked out of the door. Feng Zi smiled lightly and waved her hand, saying: "Let's go, Yin Nuxia, I will take you to eat something delicious."
Yin Wuyu grinned and nodded sharply.
In the past two days, she didn't go anywhere, just waiting in the outer hall, for fear of missing the opportunity to kill someone.
Huangtian paid off and finally let her wait.
So she thoughtfully chose a well-known local restaurant, saying that the restaurant's food and wine were unique in style.
Feng Zi chuckled and agreed, without exposing the fact that Yin Wuyu had never been there, and took her to have a big meal. Anyway, he won from Fang Pei... No, it was the compensation for the medical expenses, so don't be afraid.
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After drinking and eating, Feng Ziqing carried the dazed Yin Wuyu to the colorful door, put her down and leaned against the door, knocked on the door, handed her into the hands of the disciples from the outer sect of the Mo Tower, and then left.
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Although Yin Wuyu is not big, he has a big appetite. One meal is enough to be slaughtered. There is still a long way to go back to Xizhou, so he has to save some money.
For practitioners, there is not much difference between night and day. Feng Ziqing carried Fu Wei on his back and left the Black City at starry night and continued on the road back to Xizhou.
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The continent is boundless and the sea surface is sparkling.
On the island boat, Feng Ziqing stood on the deck and felt the roaring sea breeze coming towards him.
He did not choose to go to the Ziluo Kingdom because at this time, his level was still too low for the emperor of the Ziluo Kingdom and he had no right to speak.
If I go, it will just be to chat a few more words with Senior Yu Li and talk about my practice experience. There is nothing else that can be done, which will only increase the sadness of parting.
As for the young brother and sister in the impoverished area of the capital, it is their own fault.
Compared to the last time we boarded the ship, the place we stayed in this time was improved. After all, the money I got from Fang Pei was really useful. Every time I used the money, I had to sigh.
In other words, the disciples of Molou are really rich.
As for the rest, there is nothing special about it.
After such a long time, it’s not the girl in red who developed very early. How is she doing now? Has her state recovered?
After traveling most of the Southern Continent, except for the occasional encounter with some monks who tried to steal money, they didn't encounter anything related to their blood feud. This probably proves that Yi Zhi should have been tight-lipped after returning.
He smiled. The little girl kept her word. I wonder if she will go to the Four Swords Ceremony. If I see her again then, I will have to find out more.