It says:
"As expected, I still can't let go of my junior brother. If I can go out, I want to hold an unfinished wedding with him in Qiuhua Town and become a real bride."
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Gu Junlin's face. Among the Feng clan, only the senior sister could find the location of the small world through blood induction. She thought she would stay and never go out again. Little did she know that the master had the ability to give it away. go out……
"I wonder if the 'disobedient' senior sister will be spanked by Master?"
While being moved, Gu Junlin couldn't help but think about it for a while, then he touched the jade pendant given by his master around his neck, then touched the red sword tied around his waist, and said to himself:
"Apart from these two items, there shouldn't be anything else that I must bring, right?"
Get your thoughts in order.
Gu Junlin cut his finger with a sword and dripped blood onto the space ring.
After the blood was absorbed, he somehow developed a connection with the ring. With a thought, he put the letter and sword in his hand.
Then he took out a pile of high-grade spiritual stones, sat cross-legged, and happily absorbed the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy poured into the body, traveled along the veins throughout the body, and finally turned into spiritual power.
The rapid growth of power in his body made Gu Junlin feel happy physically and mentally. He couldn't help but think of the bright future of punching the first generation of the human race and stepping on Empress Cang Yue.
at the same time.
In the small world, Feng Baiwei changed back to her original plain skirt and returned uneasily to the hall where Feng Qingxian taught, silently waiting for her master's trial.
Night falls.
Feng Qingxian frowned and walked out of the room. Judging from his expression, she didn't expect a satisfactory answer.
Seeing this, Feng Baiwei hurriedly put the wedding clothes in her hands into the space ring, stood up and said respectfully: "Master."
"Qiu Shuang's idea and structure of magical skills are already perfect. What's missing is a flash of inspiration. I don't have any better suggestions for the time being." Feng Qingxian said to Feng Baiwei.
Feeling that she couldn't get out and convey her words, Feng Baiwei bit her lower lip lightly and did not respond.
"Bai Wei, where did that brat go?"
Feng Qingxian's tone was sour: "Don't he usually like to be with you the most?"
"Going out..." Feng Baiwei lowered her head and said tremblingly.
"Practice sword? Or go to the back mountain to soak in the hot spring?" Feng Qingxian asked.
Hearing this, Feng Baiwei lowered her head: "Master, I like my junior brother and don't want him to lose his original power and die, so I sent him to the outside world."
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet, as if time and space were forbidden.
Feng Qingxian unfolded her consciousness and covered the entire small world as quickly as possible. After confirming that Feng Baiwei was not lying, her face instantly became cold:
"Bai Wei, do you know that my master plans to let Jun Lin leave with you today?"
"What?" Feng Baiwei looked up with a stunned look on her face, thinking she had heard wrong.
"If I hadn't told Junlin the true purpose of the sacrifice a few days ago, this good guy would have let you do it all, and I would have become a heinous bad guy."
Immortal Feng Qing’s voice was cold and without any emotion.
Having heard it with her own ears, Feng Baiwei still couldn't believe it: "Master, you don't plan to kill your junior brother?"
Feng Qingxian looked at her coldly: "My heart is not made of iron. In terms of relationship, how can our eleven years of getting along be worse than your eleven days?!"
"I'm sorry, Master..." Feng Baiwei was interrupted before she could finish her words: "Stop talking nonsense, where did you send Junlin!"
"The Eastern Region of the Human World."
"How did you send it out?"
"The secret method of blood exchange."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Baiwei felt herself enveloped by a cold air, and saw Feng Qing's eyes filled with evil, suppressing her anger:
"Jun Lin's blood is extremely special. Even the blood of the nine-colored divine phoenix cannot last long in his body. Sooner or later it will be devoured and assimilated."
Speaking of this, Feng Qingxian paused and said word by word: "Tell me, will the Phoenix essence and blood repel a human race without the Phoenix aura?"
Feng Baiwei's pupils shrank: "Master, what do you mean, junior brother, he will be trapped in the void?"
Feng Qingxian said in a cold voice: "If something happens to him, you will be blamed for his death!"
Feeling the master's actual murderous intention, Feng Baiwei finally believed her previous words not to kill Gu Junlin, gritted her teeth and said:
"Master, don't worry, with Elder Qiu Shuang's protective jade pendant, junior brother will be safe and sound!"
Hearing this, Feng Qingxian's expression relaxed, and then she narrowed her eyes: "Did Qiu Shuang plan everything today?"
"It has nothing to do with Elder Qiu Shuang, it's all the disciple's decision!" Feng Baiwei hurriedly denied.
Feng Qingxian's face was expressionless, and she didn't know whether to believe it or not. She skipped the topic and said calmly:
"My cultivation has recovered over the years. On the fifteenth day of next month, I can send you back to the Phoenix Clan when the power of the cage is at its weakest."
The power required to be sent to the outside of the small world is not at the same level as that required to be sent to the Feng clan. Therefore, even if Feng Qingxian wanted to send Feng Baiwei away now, she could not do it.
"Thank you Master for not punishing me!" Feng Baiwei knelt down and thanked her. She actually didn't care at all whether she was punished or not. She was happy that Master had no intention of killing her junior brother, and she was happy that she could go out and see her junior brother again.
"Haha, don't be too happy too early. If something happens in Junlin, you don't have to go out." Feng Qingxian turned around and squinted at her: "I will let you bury him."
"Thank you Master for the reward!"
Feng Baiwei kowtowed heavily: "If there is something wrong with my junior brother, I will die for my love without the master taking action."
"If that's the case, then I won't kill you. I'll keep you trapped here forever, living in regret!" Feng Qingxian snorted coldly and disappeared.
Feng Baiwei: "..."
After Feng Qingxian left, Feng Baiwei's pressure disappeared and her head became slightly clearer.
She suddenly realized that her junior brother's position in Master's heart was so important. For her junior brother, she, the saint who shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the Phoenix clan, would kill at will...
On the other side, Feng Qingxian appeared in Gu Junlin's room, sat down on the desk in a panic, clenched her fist and slammed the corner of the table:
"You idiots who fail to succeed but fail more than they should. If anything happens to you in this king's land, I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives. Your muscles will be cramped, your bones will be peeled off, and your souls will be refined!"
Feng Qingxian's chest was rising and falling, and she had the urge to destroy everything. If it weren't for Feng Qiu Shuang's protective jade pendant, she would have crushed Feng Baiwei to ashes.
Compared with Gu Junlin, Feng Baiwei, the eldest disciple who had only taught for eleven days, was insignificant.
As for the identity of the saint that the Feng clan has high hopes for?
If something happens to Gu Junlin, she believes that she will go crazy, and the cage that has trapped her for a thousand years will lose its effect. If she gets out, will the Feng Clan still need a saint?
A few hours later.
Feng Qingxian's anxious mood gradually calmed down.
She smoothed her hair, skillfully moved the three books on the upper right corner, took the thicker book below to the table, and flipped it to the middle.
I saw that the middle of the book had been hollowed out, and a diary was placed in the hollowed out part.
Feng Qingxian's red lips curled up: "I wonder if this traitor has written anything new recently."
With that said, she turned directly to the last page, as if she had already read the previous ones.
