"Because his condition seems to be not very good like the other three, and..."
"And what?"
Qingyun hurriedly asked, Pan Ji smacked his lips, thought for a while and finally said:
"Tsk, I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that he doesn't seem to have completely swallowed or dispersed Feixing's soul. Although it was easy to deal with Ban Yi, he was obviously in a daze after doing it, so I guess he may not be stable yet. Or maybe Feixing’s soul is fighting back.”
"That's it. Thank you Brother Pan for telling the truth."
Qingyun clasped his fists and thanked him sincerely.
"It doesn't matter, you are a distinguished guest of Feng Zuozhen. Naturally, I don't want anything to happen to you, er, or fellow Daoist Xiao."
Speaking of Xiao Luoyi, Pan Ji couldn't help but blush slightly again, and couldn't help but steal another glance.
But when he mentioned this, Qingyun couldn't help but curl up his lips and asked in a deep voice:
"Brother Pan, I still have something to inquire about in detail."
However, Qingyun's voice made Pan Ji shiver, he quickly looked away and said in a deep voice:
"You don't need to ask, fellow Daoist Qingyun. My true master has told me that if you have any doubts, he will ask me to tell you that since you have chosen a path, you will keep going, not to mention it is still the right path."
"Okay, thank you Brother Pan!"
Holding his fists again, Qingyun gave a faint smile. Both Yao Pofeng and Xiao Luoyi could tell that the young master should have all his doubts at this time.
"Brother Pan, since we are still hostile for the time being, I won't keep you any longer. Please also send a message to Feng Zhuozhen for me, saying that I am very grateful for his reminder and understand that he is just succumbing to the unknown now. It’s really powerful, but you can rest assured, I’ve said what I said, and it’s hard to chase him back!”
"Okay, Pan Ji will tell you the truth word for word. I wish these fellow Taoists can find the new leader of our world as soon as possible so that they can end the dispute and say goodbye!"
After saying that, Pan Ji silently clasped his fists at the three of them one by one, and then stayed on Xiao Luoyi's beautiful face for a moment without leaving a trace, then disappeared outside the camp.
"Brother Yun, which song are you singing about?"
After Pan Ji left, Yao Pofeng pulled out a chair, sat down, and asked in a confused tone.
"Brother Feng, didn't I just explain it to you?"
Qingyun answered vaguely.
"That's not right, brother Yun, why do I always feel like you are hiding something from me lately?"
Yao Pofeng scratched his head and asked doubtfully.
Hearing this, Qingyun was just about to tell another lie, but Xiao Luo walked away and silently shook his head and said softly:
"Tell him."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the eldest sister meant.
He and Yao Pofeng had a life-long friendship. If there was always something deliberately concealed, there would inevitably be resentment. In addition, the second young master would know about the shadow dead including Li Lingjun sooner or later.
And now that the True Spirit Heavenly Dragon has emerged from the sky, it seems to light the grandest fireworks for this feast of the thirty-three realms. None of them know whether this place will eventually become a paradise on earth or a Shura field filled with bones.
So it is not too early to tell Yao Pofeng some truth now, not to mention that the seal of the Thirty-Three Realms will be opened at any time.
Yu sighed secretly in his heart, Qingyun shook his head apologetically, and then pulled out a chair and sat down. At this time, Xiao Luoyi poured a cup of tea for each of them very virtuously, and Qingyun said softly:
"Brother Feng drinks tea first."
"Don't worry, brother, if you have something to say, just say it. It's not like you don't know. I hate beating around the bush."
"OK."
Qingyun nodded and began to speak slowly.
"Brother Feng, it all started when I took my eldest sister to escape from the ancient city."
In this way, Qingyun told Yao Pofeng almost everything from meeting Li Lingjun on Weiyun Peak to accidentally meeting Luo Yixian until now.
Except for some secrets about his true spirit bloodline, including his guess about Yao Shengtian's purpose, all the bamboo tubes shook out like beans. The second young master was dumbfounded when he heard this, as if he had been struck by lightning.
After the young master finished speaking, Yao Pofeng was still stunned, as if he had never recovered from the shock. Qingyun did not dare to disturb him easily, for fear of being frightened by this rogue and making him sick.
"Fuck, Luo Yixian, get over here!"
A little while later, Yao Pofeng suddenly slammed the table and roared angrily. His voice was so loud that it almost resounded throughout the entire Er Shao Gang camp.
"Second...Second Young Master, are you looking for me?"
Poor Luo Yixian naturally heard Yao Pofeng's roar, and trotted over anxiously, fearing that he would offend his young boss because he was half a beat too slow.
"Made, Luo Yixian, let me ask you!"
Looking at Yao Pofeng's livid face, Luo Shaozong felt uneasy in his heart. He was already imagining what big mistake he had made. Was he being falsely accused of cuckolding the second young master?
"Brother Feng, don't be angry, this matter..."
Qingyun only thought that the rogue couldn't bear to be angry with him and turned his anger on Luo Yixian, so he quickly spoke to stop him.
"Brother Yun, stop talking!"
Yao Pofeng glared at Qingyun dissatisfied, then turned to Luo Yixian and said:
"Luo Yixian, let me ask you, your Ling Jue Palace..."
After saying this, Witch Xiao had a general idea, and immediately set up a small sealing formation, and then lowered the curtain.
"Have you, Ling Juedian, surrendered to my old man a long time ago? Tell me!"
"Ah? Second Young Master, you...you know?"
Luo Yixian's heart suddenly sank, but then he felt happy again, thinking that this was what happened, and this young master was frightened, so he quietly glanced at Qingyun again.
After getting the young master's nod, he put on a smile again, flattered the horse and said:
"Second Young Master, you are so powerful. I can't hide any news from you!"
"I'm a fart!"
With another roar, the angry Second Young Master Yao used his spiritual pressure to shatter Xiao Luoyi's speech formation, and then he sat back on the chair like a deflated rubber ball, with a look of frustration on his face.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?"
Qingyun quickly stepped forward and expressed concern.
"What's wrong, brother Yun, you, you, hey, it's so hard for me to hide it!"
"Brother Feng, I, I don't..."
Qingyun has always been poor at words. He didn't know what happened to Yao Pofeng, nor how to comfort him. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't form a complete sentence.
"Why!"
With a heavy sigh, Yao Ershao picked up the cup on the table, drained the tea in one gulp as if drinking, and then threw it to the ground.
"Brother Feng, if you blame me for hiding something from you, just tell me!"
Seeing Yao Pofeng staring blankly at the ground, Qingyun felt extremely sad.
"Second Young Master, it's not Young Master Yun's fault. Everything is the sect master's will, including Senior Sister Li Lingjun. She just does things according to the sect master's instructions!"
Luo Yixian also knelt down and cupped his fists.
"He's not blaming you, he's blaming himself."
Xiao Luoyi's cold voice was like a loud bell, shaking the hearts of each of them.
"Why!"
With another sigh, Yao Pofeng pulled off the golden crown on his head and scratched his head vigorously. His disheveled hair looked quite depressed.
"Brother Feng, actually..."
"You don't have to say anything, Brother Yun. Sister Xiao is right. I really don't blame you."
Covering his face with his hands, Yao Pofeng just hunched over and spoke silently.
"I just feel that I have been in the Thirty-three Realms for so long, and I feel that I have finally made a name for myself. But in the end, the foundation that I worked so hard to plant was all arranged by me. It's really ridiculous."
"No, Brother Feng, you..."
Qingyun wanted to comfort him, but Yao Pofeng shook his head.
"I understand what the old man means. He is afraid that it will be difficult for me to reach the top if I have no support."
"Yes, yes, Second Young Master, Senior Sister Li said the same thing."
Luo Yixian also quickly offered words of comfort.
"It's just that I relied on the old man's name to gain momentum in the beginning. I didn't expect that I also relied on Li Lingjun's care overtly and covertly. Even though I thought I had a close and beloved general, in the end, he was still the old man's man. Then I, Yao Pofeng, What does it count as?"
Huoran raised his head, focused his lonely eyes on the thick curtain, and said mockingly:
"He is really a second-generation ancestor who only relies on his father!"
"Yao Pofeng!"
Suddenly, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a petite female cultivator, who looked like a porcelain doll and wore a floral dress, appeared in front of the second young master and suddenly called out his name.
"old…"
Just when he was about to call out the word "wife", Yao Pofeng subconsciously stopped talking, and Hua Yumian also walked in angrily, then put one hand on his hips and gave him a very natural and skillful hand with the other. Big-eared scraper said softly:
"You're so old! Look at you, you're such a coward!"
"Yumian, I..."
"What am I! You have time to cry for father and mother here, why not hurry up and kill the enemy and protect your little brothers!"
"Little...little brother?"
"They all hope to follow you to enjoy the good life and drink hot food. At the very least, they want to escape from this damn thirty-three realms. How can you be worthy of them with the bear like you are?!"
"Yes, I want to keep them alive!"
I don't know if it was Hua Yumian's slap that completely woke up Yao Ershao. He suddenly raised his head and murmured.
"It's good to know!"
Although Hua Yumian is only fourteen or fifteen years old, she is more aggressive than Xiao Luo and Qingyun when she teaches Yao Pofeng a lesson, which makes the young master feel chills running down his spine.
Seeing that Yao Pofeng seemed to be cheering up, Hua Yumian secretly exhaled a breath of turbidity. Apparently, she had been listening outside the tent for a long time.
At this time, Yao Ershao picked up his pearl gold crown. He was about to put it on again but silently put it down. Qingyun couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong, Brother Feng?"
"It's nothing, I just feel that these things that I suddenly got are a bit boring."
Hua Yumian's eyes widened at these words, and she feigned anger again:
"sit down!"
"oh."
Yao Pofeng had no choice but to sit down obediently after hearing this.
"How did you grow?"
"What?"
"Auntie, please bow your head!"
"oh."
The two of them seemed to be willing to fight each other. Under the careful braiding of Hua Yumian's skillful hands, Yao Pofeng's two-dragon treasure pearl crown was once again neatly and delicately arranged by her.
