Back in the room, Ye Zhenfeng lay on the bed and thought for a long time. In three days, there will be a re-examination in Da Yang Mansion. If he cannot pass the re-examination, he will also leave Da Yang Mansion. In his current situation, he will never be able to do so in the future. Practice martial arts.
What's more, he was involved in the God-Slaughtering Incident. Even if Dean Nangong and the others didn't drive him away, staying here would only make things difficult for them.
For him to stay here is not only suffering for others, but also suffering for himself. Facing a martial arts temple like Da Yang Mansion, surrounded by people practicing martial arts, he was out of place and could only make himself feel more painful.
After thinking about it, Ye Zhenfeng finally made a decision, picked up the pen with difficulty, left the book and left.
Along the way, he slowly walked down the Ten Thousand Immortals Steps, and behind him was the place he was once proud of. He has reached the Soul Sect level in one year, and is already a unique genius in Da Yang Mansion. He has gained so much here, including martial arts cultivation, the best master, and the best friend...
But all of these have to be said goodbye to, perhaps, this is growth, this is life. No matter how reluctant you are to leave, you still have to make a choice. Growth begins with learning to make choices.
The breeze blew the tile bells on the eaves of the Wuhun Division, causing him to turn around reluctantly and take another look at Da Yang Mansion...
Goodbye Dean Nangong, goodbye Uncle Zuo, goodbye Mubai, Zuiwu, Doubao... and everyone who has cared about me. I'm sorry for you all!
Goodbye - Da Yang Mansion!
In the Wuhun Sima stable, Ye Zhenfeng gently stroked Xiao Hei's face and said softly: "Xiao Hei, you and I are the only ones left now... let's go!"
Yun Potian heard the noise, put on his robes and came out to check. He was relieved when he saw that the person who came was Ye Zhenfeng, and said: "Zhenfeng, it turns out to be you. I thought there was a horse thief. This is so late at night." !”
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said: "Master Yun... I'm going out on a mission. I'm sorry to bother you."
Yun Potian was startled, hadn't this child already...
Looking at his lowered dark eyes, Yun Potian laughed and said cheerfully: "Haha! Okay, I'll have a good rest!"
Ye Zhenfeng never dared to raise his head to look at Yun Potian. He just nodded silently, then jumped onto the black horse and rode away.
At the same time, the tears in his eyes finally flowed out uncontrollably.
Looking at Ye Zhenfeng's retreating figure, Yun Potian knew that he would never come back.
After he was injured, he no longer had Huntian or Wuhunling. Da Yang Mansion would not send him out on missions again.
Yun Potian knew that this was just an excuse for Ye Zhenfeng, and it was also his last dignity and last extravagant hope. Of course, he couldn't bear to expose it.
Once a good-for-nothing boy, entering Da Yang Mansion was his greatest pride. Now, Da Yang Mansion has become the most painful thing in his life.
It might be the best choice for him to leave calmly.
The light of the rising sun was softly scattered in the room where Ye Zhenfeng was. Nangong Qi stared blankly at the spotless room and the letter on the table.
"Dean Nangong——" Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu rushed over at the same time.
Nangong Qi raised the letter in his hand, looked at the faint tear stains on it, and couldn't help but said sadly: "Zhenfeng...he's gone."
"What? This fool, I'm going to chase him back..." Chu Mubai turned around and wanted to catch up.
But Nangong Qi stopped him and said: "Forget it, let him go..."
Lan Zuiwu said in confusion: "But..."
"Until we find a way to help him recast his Soul Heaven, this place will only become a place of sadness for him." Nangong Qi didn't say anything more, picked up the wine jar, pushed the door open and left.
Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu looked at the words on the letter, which contained Ye Zhenfeng's reluctance to leave Da Yang Mansion, as well as his reluctance and gratitude to them... Are they really going to end up here?
Lan Zuiwu sat slumped on the chair and sighed: "Brother Chu, Brother Ye, did he really leave like this? How could he... be willing to leave us like this?"
Chu Mubai also felt sad about Ye Zhenfeng's departure. After all, he was his best brother.
Chu Mubai clenched his fists and trembled slightly. He suppressed his sadness, looked up and sighed: "Maybe this choice is the best for Zhenfeng. When he returns to Yejia, he can start over and stay in Dayang. The mansion is just a kind of torture..."
"Brother Chu!" Lan Zuiwu snuggled into his arms and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
He comforted softly: "Don't be sad. When we have the opportunity in the future, we will go to Yejia to see him again..."
… …
On the road, a fast horse was galloping. The person on it was wrapped in a red cloak. The cloak fluttered in the wind, looking heroic. This person was Gong Bingyan.
Because she was involved in the Slaughter of Gods, she was fired from the Da Yang Mansion, but she did not regret helping Han Ziyue. She had gotten what she wanted. As the saying goes, benevolence will lead to benevolence.
A carriage was waiting for her in front. When the envoy saw her, he couldn't help shouting: "Is this the president Gong Bingyan?"
Gong Bingyan hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but look nervously at the carriage parked in front. The carriage was decorated in a simple way, and the four-cornered copper bell hanging on it swayed gently in the wind. The scent of golden sandalwood wafted from the thin cicada gauze tent. The outlines of the people sitting inside were blurred, and the male and female could not be clearly seen.
Although this carriage is simple and simple, the golden sandalwood incense floating in the carriage is extraordinary. This kind of expensive sandalwood is extremely rare and is usually only given as tribute to the royal family and nobles.
Gong Bingyan said: "I am no longer the dean of Da Yang Mansion."
A young man's voice came from inside the carriage. The voice was somewhat feminine, but it also had a sharpness that was hard to look at.
"I wonder if you would like to be my guest? Serve me?"
A corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, and a slender hand stretched out from inside. The man's hand was as white as jade, with well-defined joints. He obviously came from a wealthy family.
He held a scroll in his hand and secretly used his strength to spin the scroll towards Gong Bingyan. Gong Bingyan raised her hand and easily caught it.
The scroll was turned in the hand and opened with a clatter. It revealed a splendid scroll, gilt ink marks, and a red seal.
When she saw the contents and the seal signed inside, she couldn't help but trembled, her pupils shrank, and she immediately put the scroll away.
He cupped his hands in salute and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but before that, I have to go to a place to settle a matter on my mind."
"good."
After the man finished speaking, he threw a white jade dragon-shaped token from the carriage and said: "I leave this order to you. You can come to me with this order when the time comes."
"Yes—Your Highness!"
The carriage flew away with dust, and the thin curtains on the windows fluttered in the wind. Inside, a man dressed in rich clothes and with dark and narrow eyes could be seen sitting. He had a heroic look on his face, with a jade-ring hair ornament on one side of his long black hair, and a red tassel that swayed gently with the carriage.
After the carriage went away, Gong Bingyan put the scroll and the white jade token into the Taotie ring, and took out a long and narrow wooden box from it. When she opened the wooden box, there was a deer antler exuding a colorful halo.
Her eyes were shining and she said with a smile: "Yueshan, only the nine-color antlers of the gods can save you. If you eat it, you can grow up healthily!"
It turns out that the reason why Gong Bingyan was willing to cover the demons to sneak into Da Yang Mansion was because of the nine-colored deer antlers. She made a deal with the demons and agreed to help them steal the Dragon Slaying Sword, and what she wanted was this Nine-colored deer antlers.
In addition to being the dean of Da Yang Mansion, Gong Bingyan also has an unknown past. When she was young, she once fell in love with a man named Tan Rishan, who was nicknamed Mr. Hantan.
Since Tan Yue Shan was born in the demon clan and was not accepted by the people of Jiuzhou, they could only have a secret relationship, and later gave birth to a child named Tan Yue Shan.
The couple was very loving and they originally thought they would spend their lives quietly like this, but unexpectedly, there was another storm.
The decent people were hunting down the members of the demon clan. In order to save his fellow clansmen, Young Master Hantan did not hesitate to make enemies of the decent sect, and ended up tragically dying at Duanhun Cliff.
Young Master Hantan jumped off Soul-Desolating Cliff, and finally exchanged his death for a short-term peace between the two parties.
Demon child Tan Yueshan has been carrying the poison of evil spirits since he was born from his mother's womb. His body is very weak and he cannot grow up like a normal child.
She went to Da Yang Mansion to teach just because she wanted to use the power of Da Yang Mansion to find a way to save her son. So her deal with the demons was about each getting what she wanted.
With her Gong Bingyan's ability, even if she steps out of Da Yang Mansion, she won't have to worry about being approached by anyone. She just wants to find a good employer so that she and her son can live a better life in the future.
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It is said that it has been more than half a month since Ye Zhenfeng left Da Yang Mansion. He rode Xiao Hei and ran all the way. He didn't know where he came, and he took a rest in a green and dense forest.
At this moment, he began to think about where he should go?
He walked up the cliff against the wind, and the strong wind blew his black clothes, and his long ink-like hair drifted in the wind.
Looking down at the endless mountains, I thought, Yejia, I can't go back. If I go back like this, I will only bring shame to my parents!
The world is so big, but there is no place for me to sleep in the wind at night. I am no different from a useless person now. Do I really have to choose death to relieve the pain in my heart?
He clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and looked at the cliffs at his feet, and the faces of many people flashed in his mind...
Ye Zhenfeng, how can you be so cowardly? So many people have expectations for you, but you have to shrink from difficulties and want to die for relief?
And Ziyue, I don’t know whether she is alive or dead now. Don’t you want to find her?
Xiao Hei suddenly let out a cry of terror in the forest. He turned around and ran towards Xiao Hei, only to see three wolves surrounding Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei tried to drive away the wolf with his horse's hooves, but was bitten by the wolf.
"It's a first-grade vast wolf, a ten-year blood soul beast!"
Ye Zhenfeng rushed over in a hurry, and at the same time he habitually wanted to activate the martial spirit spirit in his body. Only then did he realize that there was no martial spirit spirit in his body. He gritted his teeth and could only fight with his bare hands.
Soon he became entangled with the wolf, and because he had no martial soul to resist, he was bitten by the wolf.
I didn't expect that I couldn't even deal with a ten-year-old first-grade blood soul beast!
He stretched out his hand to protect Xiao Hei, and three wolves looked at him with eager eyes. The three wolves flew together, biting his hands with their mouths open, and another one was biting towards his neck.
