Ye Dongfeng didn't expect her sudden change of expression. He was caught off guard and couldn't even speak clearly, "It's just, it's just..."
"That's right."
Fan Xuerou then added, "You two talked at night, and the relationship is naturally extraordinary. He is so young, promising and talented, how can he be compared to a foolish woman like me?"
Hearing her sour tone, as if she was jealous of Zhong Wen, Ye Dongfeng really couldn't laugh or cry, and was extremely speechless.
"...My subordinate suddenly remembered that there are still some things to deal with, and now he has to rush back to the Dark Night Forest."
However, Fan Xuerou seemed to have opened up her chatterbox, and she was talking non-stop, chatting endlessly, unable to stop the car at all, "If the Lord of the Territory feels that he is missing a companion, he might as well invite Zhong Wen to the Silver Temple to attend the wedding of the Lord of the Wind Temple.
yes……"
At this moment, Fan Xuerou, who had always been gentle, kind, elegant and lovely, and was regarded as the goddess of their dreams by the men in the dark night forest, suddenly changed her style. She kept chattering, like a jealous wife who had her husband taken away by her mistress.
Such a change immediately left Ye Dongfeng stunned and at a loss.
That considerate Xuerou can actually get angry at me?
How much grievance and pain has accumulated in her heart?
Over the years, I have really owed her so much!
He stared blankly at Fan Xuerou's delicate and beautiful lips opening and closing, his brain was in a trance, his ears were buzzing, as if he was being hindered by something, and he couldn't hear a single word clearly.
At a certain moment, he suddenly felt blessed. He stretched out his arms, once again wrapped his arms around the beauty's soft waist, pulled her tightly to his chest, lowered his head and kissed her red lips heavily.
The chattering stopped suddenly, Fan Xuerou's pupils shrank sharply, her body tightened, her limbs became stiff, and she was unable to move for an instant.
At this moment, time seemed to stop and the air seemed to condense.
After dozens of breaths, her eyes gradually became misty, her limbs gradually relaxed, her face was covered with red clouds, and her whole person became more delicate, charming, and incomparably beautiful.
"Xue Rou, I was the one who felt sorry for you in the past."
The four lips parted slowly, but there was a crystalline connection. Ye Dongfeng came close to her ear and said sincerely, "Believe me, I will make it up to you in the coming days."
Fan Xuerou's pretty face turned red immediately, and she was extremely shy. She gently leaned her face on his shoulder, with an unprecedented smile between her brows and eyes.
A smile called "happiness".
"Um."
Her answer was only one word, inaudible, but how could it escape Ye Dongfeng's ears of chaos.
The two hugged each other tighter and tighter, as if they were fused together and could no longer be separated.
…
"How are you doing, brother Ye?"
Feng Wuya smiled, looking at the overly young face in front of him, with a hint of intimacy in his words, "I miss you so much when we say goodbye."
"very good."
Ye Tiange, who showed himself as Zheng Qiyuan, grinned, his expression faintly sinister and ferocious, "But some people will soon be in trouble."
"oh?"
There was a look of surprise on Feng Wuya's face, "I wonder who Brother Ye refers to..."
"you."
Ye Tiange raised his hand and pointed directly at his eyebrows, and answered briefly and concisely.
"I?"
Feng Wuya asked doubtfully, "My little brother is about to have a happy event. He will have a wedding night with flowers and candles soon, and he will have a beautiful woman in his arms. What's wrong with that?"
"Are you pretending to be stupid?"
Ye Tiange took a step forward, and endless vast aura spurted out from his body, sweeping across the entire palace. The indescribable terrifying pressure fell on the head of the master of Qinxin Palace. It was surging and violent, extremely domineering, and the momentum was far away.
Far better than ordinary chaos, "You don't really think I'm here to congratulate you, do you?"
"Not long ago, you and I shared the same hatred and fought against powerful enemies together."
Feng Wuya said with a confused expression, "I really don't understand what I did wrong to make Brother Ye so unhappy?"
"The duel between Ye and Mu Changxiao was ruined."
Ye Tiange's eyes flashed, and he took another step forward. The aura of destruction filled the hall. For a moment, the walls shook, the ground trembled, and even the silver paint on the walls was peeled off one by one, floating upwards, and turned into
A gleaming road to the sky, "a sin worthy of death!"
"If it's for the sake of the Crow Cult Leader."
Facing such terrifying pressure, Feng Wuya's face showed no signs of pain, but a look of astonishment, "Brother Ye, shouldn't he be grateful to me?"
"If you hadn't stopped me, Ye would have become the world's number one master."
Ye Tiange's face darkened, his eyes were filled with fierceness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you? Even if I cut you into pieces, it would still be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Brother Ye, you have been famous for a long time, and you hold the Chaos Artifact in your hand. You are one of the few heroes in this world."
Feng Wuya smiled faintly and said slowly, "Such self-deception is inconsistent with your identity."
"What do you mean?" Ye Tiange frowned.
"First of all, I would like to congratulate Brother Ye for winning the Coiling Dragon Body. His strength has reached a new level. It will be difficult to find an opponent in the entire original land."
Feng Wuya chuckled lightly and said, "But because of my martial arts, my consciousness is different from ordinary people's. I can easily perceive the frequencies of things around me, including souls."
"so what?"
Ye Tiange frowned even more tightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart for no reason.
"In my perception, Brother Ye's current soul state is mixed and impure, and it seems that the original consciousness of this body has not been completely eliminated."
Feng Wuya explained patiently, "If we were to face the Crow Cult Leader in this state, even you, Brother Ye, would be in trouble."
"That's nonsense."
Ye Tiange's expression was uncertain, and he slowly said, "Ye's soul is very good, there is no problem."
"Brother Ye, have you ever heard that there is a rare treasure in the Far East, called the Soul Cleansing Stone, which can purify the soul and remove impurities."
Feng Wuya actually ignored his denial and said unhurriedly, "In my humble opinion, your current predicament can probably be solved."
"Why, did you deliberately invite Ye here just to sell me some news?"
Ye Tiange's expression changed slightly, he narrowed his eyes, and asked sullenly, "Ye is much older than you, how could it be possible that he has never heard of the legend of the soul-washing stone?"
"I really want to make a deal with Brother Ye."
Feng Wuya shook his head, "But what we are selling is not news, but the real soul-washing stone."
"What!"
Ye Tiange's expression changed drastically, he was no longer calm, and he exclaimed, "Do you have a soul-washing stone?"
"Exactly." Feng Wuya nodded.
"impossible!"
Ye Tiange shook his head and expressed disbelief, "Ye personally went to the Far East not long ago. There was no clue about the soul-washing stone there. Even I couldn't find it. How about you, a junior?
Found it?"
"Brother Ye should know what I'm capable of."
Feng Wuya smiled slightly and wrote lightly, "It is not difficult for me to figure out the location of a treasure."
"Do you know the consequences of cheating on me?"
Ye Tiange's face darkened, his eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he shouted sternly.
"Deceive the owner of the Sky-Opening Ax in person."
Feng Wuya looked at him without any fear, "Do you think I am such a stupid person?"
"Say it."
Ye Tiange stared at him for a long time, his aura gradually calmed down, and his voice became much softer than before, "What do you want?"
Feng Wuya immediately laughed, his smile was extremely bright, his eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, he was indescribably handsome and charming.
…
"It is indeed the territory of the Silver Clan."
On a mountain trail not far from the Silver Temple, Tuoba Godkiller held a leaf in the corner of his mouth, looking up at the dense silver maple trees on both sides, "Even the leaves are silver, beautiful, really beautiful
."
"You brat, I asked you to read more books, but you didn't listen."
Tie Wudi covered his forehead with his hands and complained speechlessly, "I only talk about good-looking things all day long. I sound like an illiterate. It really embarrasses your master and me."
"It looks good."
Tuoba Godkiller curled his lips and said disapprovingly, "What else can you say?"
"Do you know what 'autumn comes and all the trees turn yellow, but only the maple forest is drunk with dawn frost'?"
Tie Wudi looked at him with disdain and said, "You know what it means to 'step on silver leaves in the mountains and hear the roar of deer in your ears'. This is culture, this is cultivation."
"You brat, you are getting more and more unruly..."
Tie Wudi stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and looked unconsciously at the silver maple leaf above Tuoba Killing God's head that was shaped like five fingers and slowly falling.
The leaves float very slowly. Under the influence of air currents, they sometimes sink and sometimes float. Their trajectories change and their whereabouts are uncertain.
Just when the maple leaf fell in front of him, Tuoba Killing God suddenly drew his sword in his hand and slashed hard at the direction of the leaf. His shot was as fast as light, as powerful as thunder, and the endless sharp sword
The intention spreads across the heaven and the earth, as if it wants to cut it into pieces.
The sword light flashed across the surface of the maple leaf without any deviation and quickly disappeared.
Unexpectedly, after receiving such an astonishing blow from the sword, the maple leaf was intact without any cracks.
"how?"
Tuoba killed the God and sheathed his sword decisively, then turned to look at Tie Wudi, with a bit of pride on his face.
"good."
Tie Wudi's eyes widened and he stared at the silver maple leaves that finally fell to the ground for a long time. Finally, he slowly opened his mouth and whispered two words.