Feng Wan'er closed her eyes directly: "Come on, I'm ready."
Su Baiyi finally understood, his face turned slightly red, and he hugged Feng Wan'er's fists: "Auntie, farewell!" After saying that, he turned around and walked to the door, opened it and was about to go out, but the door
As soon as he opened it, he was suddenly pushed back by a force. Su Baiyi turned his head suddenly and saw Feng Wan'er gently shaking her sleeves and looking at him with regret.
"I have feelings for you, but I don't want to. It really ruins the scenery." Feng Wan'er shook her head gently.
Su Baiyi subconsciously touched her waist, but her touch came up empty. The long sword that had been hanging there had disappeared. Feng Wan'er raised her right hand, and in her hand was the Jun Yu Sword. She lightly
Sighing: "Since I can never forget that person, of course I will also remember his sword. How could the successor of Junyu Sword be so bad?"
"It turns out, aunt, you have been pretending all this time." Su Baiyi's back was dripping with cold sweat.
"I'm not pretending, I really like you." Feng Wan'er jumped up in front of Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi was about to escape, but Feng Wan'er hit her shoulder with a sword, and then was violently
Pulling it back and throwing it to the bedside, Feng Wan'er pulled out the Jun Yu Sword again and pointed at Su Baiyi, who was unable to move: "It's a pity that you don't like me."
Su Baiyi was so frightened that she was covered in sweat: "Auntie, what do you want?"
"If you don't like me, then I don't want you to like others." Feng Wan'er moved the sword downwards inch by inch, "You said that if I strike with the sword, you will be powerless if you want to love others again."
Alright?"
Su Baiyi said anxiously: "Auntie, I love you! I can do anything you ask me to do! Now you pretend to be being tapped, close your eyes, and I'll do it again!"
Feng Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "Are you really that person's descendant? That person is Young Master Pianpian, how could he teach such a shameless disciple like you?"
"I was all deceived by my master's appearance. In terms of shamelessness, I can only match my master's appearance!" Su Baiyi exclaimed.
"Alas." Feng Wan'er raised her sword.
"Auntie, please be merciful!" Su Baiyi's voice was already filled with tears.
"Wan'er, stop making trouble." A somewhat tired voice suddenly sounded.
Feng Wan'er put down the sword and shrugged: "Do you know that you have been hiding with me for three months, and I can't bring such a handsome young man back for three months. I finally got one today, you
Can’t you just let me play for a little longer.”
Su Baiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but after looking around the room, he couldn't find anyone else, so he hurriedly said: "Thank you, senior, for saving me."
"We finally met. Although you are very different from what I imagined." The voice still sounded tired, and it felt difficult to say every word.
"Senior, do you know me?" Su Baiyi asked confused, "How is it different?"
"You are too weak." Feng Wan'er put away the Jun Yu Sword, opened Su Baiyi's acupuncture points, and returned the sword to him.
Su Baiyi took back the sword and hurriedly retreated to the door, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand: "Auntie just made a sneak attack. If I really held the hilt of the sword, I don't know who will win or lose."
"Oh? Then you can try again..." Feng Wan'er smiled.
"Aunt, I'm offended." Before Feng Wan'er could finish speaking, Su Baiyi had already jumped up in front of Feng Wan'er, and Jun Yu's sword was instantly unsheathed. Feng Wan'er frowned and was about to take action, but a figure
Suddenly standing in front of Feng Wan'er, the man stretched out his two fingers and clamped Su Baiyi's long sword directly, and said lightly: "The sword-drawing skills are acceptable."
Su Baiyi tried hard to move the sword forward, but after exerting his strength for a long time, the sword did not move at all. He tried hard to pull the sword back, and tried again, but the sword still did not move. He said helplessly: "Who is the senior? Why on earth did you pull the sword back?"
Shall I bring you here?"
"I should ask you. Why did Xie Kanhua's disciple come to my Tianxiao Cloud Realm?" The man flicked Su Baiyi back with a flick of his finger. Su Baiyi stood up with his sword and looked at it carefully.
Looking at the man in front of me, I saw that the man was handsome, dressed in rich clothes, about the same age as Xie Kanhua, tall, and his face was extremely pale and without any blood. The more he looked at his face, the more familiar he became. After looking at it for a long time
, Su Baiyi came to the conclusion: "Are you Feng Zuojun's father?"
"Dad is dad, don't add the word "old". My name is Feng Yuhan, and I am the sect leader of Tianxiaoyun Realm." Feng Yuhan coughed lightly after finishing these words.
"Didn't you say you were missing?" Su Baiyi asked confused.
"If I hadn't disappeared, then we wouldn't have met here." Feng Yuhan narrowed his eyes, "Do you recognize my son?"
"Senior Brother Feng and I are both disciples of the Academy. He started his career much earlier than me, so I call him Senior Brother." Su Baiyi bowed his head respectfully and said, "I'm also curious, how could Sect Leader Feng recognize me? Could it be that you also often
Corresponding with my master, you have also been following my growth since childhood?"
Feng Yuhan shook his head: "Three years ago, I heard Mr. Confucian Sage talk about it. Before that, I always thought that Xie Kanhua was dead. These things are a long story. If I don't talk about these, why are you here?
Tianxiao Cloud Realm?"
"He came with the third young master of the Xie family." Feng Wan'er stepped forward and said, "It must be Xie Kanhua who arranged for them to come. Could it be that Xie Kanhua was also in that carriage? If it is really Xie Kanhua who came
Okay, it seems things have turned around."
"Master was taken away by Shanglin Tiangong. He didn't come with me." Su Baiyi shook his head, "The one who brought us here is Senior Brother Feng, and Senior Brother Feng is also in that carriage."
Feng Yuhan was shocked: "What! Why is he back!"
"Something happened at home, and his father's whereabouts are unknown, so of course he has to come." Su Baiyi looked confused, "Is there any problem?"
"No, you go quickly." Feng Yuhan shook his head, "What's the use of him coming! Before he was in the academy, the second brother and the others didn't dare to make trouble. Now he ran back to the mountain by himself. Isn't he throwing himself into a trap?
?”
"We have four people here on this trip, Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Xie, the third son of the Xie family, Xie Yuling, and my senior sister, Nangong Xi'er, a direct disciple of the Confucian Sage and the swordsman of Nan Yulou, the second senior brother!" Su
Baiyi explained.
"A bunch of children, don't lose your lives in vain, hurry down the mountain!" Feng Yuhan turned to Feng Wan'er and said, "Since it's not the time to thank Kanhua, let's send them down the mountain quickly."
"Master Feng, you don't have much confidence in us young people." Su Baiyi suddenly smiled, "And among the four of them, there is me, but I-"