Zhou Feng got up, got off the bed, walked out of the room, and stared at the familiar door of Shuangmo Palace.
The two dark plum branches painted with thick ink colors on the fairy gate are so shining.
I remember that when he was six years old, he worshiped Zhang Xu as his master here and practiced immortal magic with his master.
But now, although he is here, he can no longer return to the high-spirited state of mind in his previous life.
Zhou Feng took a deep breath and walked towards the inner hall, his mind wandering for a long time.
Every step he took, he recalled the torture in Jiuyou Prison on the Zhuxian Platform, and he was extremely sad.
Soon, he will see his master again!
But, how could he not have a grudge now?
His steps were heavy. Zhou Feng held the Duanchen Sword and crossed the steps step by step towards the main hall where he had been in and out many times.
Now that he sees his master Zhang Xu again, things have changed.
After Zhou Feng walked all the steps and calmed down, it took a long time before he pushed open the familiar palace door with his hands.
At this moment, that familiar face appeared in front of him!
Zhang Xu, the master who was once the best to him, but gave up his life at the most important moment!
Zhou Feng clenched his fists. At this moment, he really wanted to rush forward, pinch his master's collar, and ask, "Am I your disciple?"
But Zhou Feng knew that he couldn't.
"Feng'er, it's great that you are back."
Zhang Xu looked at Zhou Feng, who was walking towards him in an elegant manner. He nodded and grinned with joy on his face. At this moment, Zhang Xu really looked like a loving father.
But if it hadn't been for that day, Zhou Feng really couldn't imagine how cruel the master was to him.
I taught him so many things with my own hands, but in the end, it was to destroy him!
Zhou Feng looked into his master's eyes, his eyes were slightly red, and he was speechless for a moment. He clenched his fists, his chest was trembling slightly, and his face was also trembling.
Next to me, thunderous applause sounded, "Elder brother! Mighty!"
The junior brothers raised the instruments in their hands to congratulate Zhou Feng on his return and congratulate him on taking off the horn of the ferocious beast.
"Big brother! OK!"
The eyes of the younger junior sisters were also full of love and envy for him.
Not knowing the truth, how happy he was back then!
He was also excited because he took off a horn of the ferocious beast. His junior brothers were happy for him, and his junior sisters were happy for him.
They are all family!
At that time, with everyone's trust, he rushed to the dangerous artifact land without hesitation again and again.
But now, these melodious sounds of carnival have nothing to do with him anymore.
It turns out that everyone is not sincere... everyone in Shuangmo Palace is acting to deceive him!
But little did he know at the time that he was actually performing a ridiculous one-man show.
No one knew how much he hoped at this moment that these joys and joys were real.
The joy and laughter that he once had in Shuangmo Palace were now a thing of the past for him.
When he was young, his father died in battle and his mother died of illness. He had no home for a long time. His master took him in, and Shuangmo Palace was his home.
But now, after reviving his life, he realized that Shuangmo Palace had never been able to accommodate him.
He has never been regarded as family by the people of Shuangmo Palace!
Zhang Xu saw Zhou Feng's eyes were slightly red and thought he was crying with joy, so he clapped his hands excitedly.
"You are worthy of being my disciple, good! Good!"
Zhou Feng heard it and laughed, "Haha...haha."
He smiled so horribly that all the immortal disciples present were stunned.
Because, in the eyes of the disciples, the elder brother was usually thrifty, courteous, as gentle as jade, and showed elegance in every gesture. He had never been so out of character like today.
But soon, Zhou Feng returned to normal. He bowed to his master and knelt down.
Zhou Feng said to Zhang Xu, "Today, disciple, cut off one horn of the ferocious beast. Tomorrow, I will pull out the other horn of the ferocious beast and use the ground to attract the thunder beads. In this way, the thunder calamity can be induced to show the sincerity of our immortal sect in seeking the artifact." "
The junior brothers and sisters didn't think much. Zhou Feng spoke, and everyone's eyes moved to Zhang Xu who was sitting on the high platform.
Zhang Xu is the seventh-ranked elder in Shuangmo Palace and one of the people in charge of obtaining artifacts.
All the disciples of the Immortal Sect stopped making noise and waited quietly for Zhang Xu to speak.
"Tomorrow, all disciples will form an array in front of the cave to cause thunder and disaster!"
Zhang Xu looked at Zhou Feng with a rosy face. He was very satisfied with Zhou Feng's answer and thought, in this way, there is no need to take away the immortal power of the Shuangmo Palace disciples.
Zhou Feng is the most suitable candidate to obtain the artifact, and Zhang Xu has already made plans in his mind.
Regardless of whether Zhou Feng succeeds in the end, Xianmen does not need to sacrifice too much manpower and material resources. They are still profitable, and Zhou Feng should do his best to help Xianmen. After all, Xianmen has raised Zhou Feng for many years.
Therefore, Zhou Feng must contribute to the Immortal Sect no matter what. If he refuses, then Zhou Feng will be an ungrateful person.
The most important thing in the Immortal Sect is the loyalty of its disciples.
Zhou Feng nodded, indicating that he understood what Zhang Xu meant, "Very good, I will call Shang Xiyao to arrange the barrier for you."
Upon hearing this name, Zhou Feng stood up and swayed visibly.
Luo Xiyao, this familiar name, has been with him for ten years.
And this person has also been by his side for ten years, as if she was standing in front of him now.
What gradually appeared in front of his eyes was her bright smile and the light red hibiscus flower ornament on the little junior sister's black hair.
The little junior sister who he thought was innocent and liked to hold his arm and act coquettishly was also so cruel to him three years later.
How could Zhou Feng not complain!
The people he trusted the most were the ones who hurt him the most!
"Then let's disperse first."
Zhang Xu looked at the Xianmen disciple standing beside him, "Zhou Feng stays."
Everyone seemed to understand something.
"Let's go quickly, don't disturb senior brother and junior sister."
The disciples of the Immortal Sect had known about Zhou Feng and Luo Xiyao for a long time, and they all walked away with good sense.
The same was true for Zhang Xu. Soon, only Zhou Feng was left in the huge palace.
"Elder brother! Did you miss me when you were away?"
Luo Xiyao smiled sweetly and ran out from a small corner in the hall. Her lively and innocent look made Zhou Feng unimaginable. She stabbed his golden elixir to pieces with a cold expression.
After saying that, Luo Xiyao wanted to roll up Zhou Feng's light blue sleeves.
But he is no longer the Zhou Feng he used to be. Now, when he sees Luo Xiyao, he feels the same grudge when he sees his master Zhang Xu!
If there was no Zhuxiantai that day, maybe today, he would be very happy for Luo Xiyao's arrival.
But time has passed, and Zhou Feng can no longer trust anyone wholeheartedly.
When he thought of what happened that day, Zhou Feng looked up at Luo Xiyao and became more and more excited. His eyes were slightly red again, but he soon calmed down again.
Zhou Feng calmly took a step back and avoided Luo Xiyao's hand.
Although Zhou Feng's movements were very subtle, Luo Xiyao still noticed it.
She felt a little surprised, because in the past, the senior brother did not act like this.
Luo Xiyao was stunned for a while, but soon she returned to her smiling face.
After saying that, before Zhou Feng could react, she put her hands around Zhou Feng's waist, and then buried her head in Zhou Feng's neck, stroking it.
She exhaled like a blue breath, and then she spoke in a low voice, as tenderly as water, "Elder brother, if you ask for a sword tomorrow, I will help you with the Red Sky Sword."
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, maybe you will fail if you ask for a sword tomorrow."
This was Luo Xiyao's inner voice, and Zhou Feng heard it. So, when he failed to draw thunder in his previous life, not only Zhou Yan was the one who got in the way, but his junior sister Luo Xiyao was also involved?
He felt Luo Xiyao's heartbeat, and his body was shaking violently. In front of him, the little junior sister was standing in front of him alive, in his arms.
The person he loved most left the deepest impression on him, but it was the Scarlet Sky Sword.
He could not forget the moment when Luo Xiyao brought up the Scarlet Xiao Sword and destroyed his golden elixir.
How could Zhou Feng not mind?
If it hadn't been for that day at Zhuxiantai, he would never have imagined that the seemingly innocent little junior sister would have known his identity a long time ago.
Was she approaching him just to take advantage of him?
Zhou Feng calmed down again, let go of Luo Xiyao's hand on his shoulder, and pulled Luo Xiyao away.
So, with a stern expression on his face, he was silent for a long time. He grasped Luo Xiyao's shoulders with both hands and asked in a low voice, "Yao Yao, I will ask the sword for disaster tomorrow. How do you want to help me?"
Luo Xiyao was stunned again when she heard Zhou Feng's words. Zhou Feng would never ask her such a question.
Because senior brother Zhou Feng has always been very confident. Whenever she said she wanted to help him, Zhou Feng would just laugh it off.
But today, Zhou Feng would ask her such a question, which was really strange!
Senior brother was very unusual today, which made Luo Xiyao feel even more guilty.
Zhang Xu asked her to give Zhou Feng a poison that paralyzes his immortal veins. When Zhou Feng asked for a sword, his Dust-breaking Sword Intention was temporarily disabled, making it more difficult for Zhou Feng to induce thunder and shock.
Poison? It's a pity that now Zhou Feng can hear the truest voice deep in the hearts of the Immortal Sect people.
He knew what Luo Xiyao was thinking. This time, it was shocking, so how could he be defeated again?
Zhou Feng raised his drooped head again, his eyes firm, he let go of Luo Xiyao, his words were indifferent, making Luo Xiyao unable to figure out his mood.
"Tomorrow, you don't have to come to help me. I can withstand the thunderstorm alone."
Luo Xiyao felt even more puzzled, then raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Feng with confusion. Something was really wrong, senior brother!
