"What did my master say?"
Yan Yun clenched the sword in her hand tightly, and she raised her eyes and looked directly into his angry eyes.
"I didn't expect that Yu Fengxianjun, who is as famous as the Immortal Lord, is just a villain. Do you think you can get what you want in this way?"
Chen Changyu suddenly pinched her chin, his stern eyebrows furrowed, and the coldness in his eyes penetrated her heart.
Anger welled up in her heart, and she stepped on him hard, "What do you think I want? Or do you have anything worth my troubles?"
"you!"
Chen Changyu was stunned, and the movement of his hand relaxed, and she slapped him away mercilessly.
"If you can, just take it out on them."
She looked at it coldly, but her heart felt like a mess. It was just as she thought, and she didn't know what Yu Feng had done!
"Where are you going?"
Chen Changyu never thought that his proud family talent would be looked down upon so much at this moment. He clenched his hands and looked up to see that the little girl had already gone away.
Yan Yun saw that he was annoying and naturally didn't want to talk to him. She wanted to go find Yu Feng.
There were nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in front of Jiuxiao Palace. She stood on the ground and looked at the palace above.
When he first became a disciple, in order to stay under Yu Feng's sect, it was Yan Yun who had to fight his way out.
Chen Changyu, who was following her, watched her stand there quietly for a long time, wondering what she was thinking. The memories of the original owner in the past six years were reflected in her mind like a fleeting scene.
When she was abandoned by her parents, Yu Feng came to her original owner like a god and saved her from the wind and snow. He gave her a place to stay, coaxed her with sweet cakes, touched her head and said to her, "In the future, there will be a master." Now, I will definitely not let you be wronged again."
Or maybe it was Yu Feng who accompanied her during the thunderstorm, gently patting her back to let her sleep peacefully...
Where did it start? Yu Feng always looked at her with complex and tangled eyes, and finally left her alone in Song Xuefeng without asking.
The original owner was bullied, made things difficult and insulted by others, how could he not see his great powers?
He actually knows everything, but he pretends not to see it.
Yan Yun's chest felt tight. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Changyu, "Don't you want this marriage? Come with me."
Before he could answer, she had already stepped onto the steps.
She walked faster and faster, passing the surrounding scenery one by one, leaving only a breeze.
Yan Yun silently counted these steps in her heart until she reached nine hundred and ninety-nine. She looked at the palace gate that was close in front of her but far away in the horizon, feeling a little scared.
Yan Yun: System, what if I die accidentally?
"Host, what are you going to do? Don't be impulsive."
There was a strange tension in Duocai's mechanical voice, "Impulse is the devil."
Yan Yun: Answer my question.
Yan Yun: Speak.
"You are allowed to die three times, and after three times you will disappear completely."
Duocai was silent for a long time and finally told her.
The reason why it never told her about this is that in the past, hosts often did ridiculous things just because they couldn't die! As a result, it was fined many times.
"You must not seek death—"
"Squeak——"
After receiving a response, she stepped forward without hesitation and pushed the palace door open as if she had made up her mind.
The palace was as rich and solemn as ever, and they seemed surprised by her arrival, but not surprised.
Liang Xun changed his previous indifference and smiled at her, "Yanyun, you came just in time..."
Look, look, some people are like this. People you pass by when you are in the quagmire will avoid you, and some will even trample on you mercilessly, but once you are useful to them, they will start to greet you with a smile.
"This disciple is unwilling to be engaged to Chen Changyu and become a Taoist couple."
She didn't even give him a look, so why did she go there long ago?
Her eyes fell on Yu Feng who was on the high seat, "If you insist on doing this, then this disciple will voluntarily terminate the master-disciple relationship with you."
Yan Yun was very firm every word. She had the light behind her, her face was blurred, and the light in her eyes was astonishing.
"you......"
Chen Changyu heard her words as soon as he entered the palace. A trace of surprise and confusion flashed across his face, as if he didn't understand why she did this. In the world of immortality, who doesn't want to be Yu Feng's disciple.
"Yan Yun, stop talking nonsense. It is your honor to be associated with the Chen Family Immortal Sect."
A trace of displeasure flashed across Liang Xun's face quickly, and he reprimanded: "This is a blessing that no one can ask for."
"Do you want this blessing?"
Her words followed, taunting him, "What you don't want is not a good thing. If you want to go, just go by yourself."
"This disciple is unwilling to become associated with Chen Changyu. If Master insists on doing so, then I will voluntarily terminate the master-disciple relationship with you."
This time, her voice rose an octave and she repeated it.
The sun was shining brightly outside the hall, insects and birds were chirping, and a gentle breeze blew through the leaves, making a whistling sound. It was obviously a warm day, but it was freezing inside the hall.
A chill rose from the soles of her feet and went straight into her bones. She raised her eyes and looked at the man quietly.
"Why."
Yu Feng's tone was indifferent, as if she was just having a little temper, "As a disciple of the Changle Sect, this is what you should do."
His voice reached her ears from top to bottom, and in an instant, it seemed as if there were invisible shackles binding her body one after another.
"In that case, why didn't you let Senior Sister go, but let me go?"
Yan Yun clenched his palms and took a step forward, "Are you doing it for the Changle Sect or for your own selfishness... It's you, you have your own selfishness, but you want to suppress me with morality."
Selfishness... Yu Feng's pupils narrowed.
These two words add a touch of color to this smoke-free game.
Everyone knew that Song Qingyue was his favorite disciple, and some people had secretly discussed it in private, but no one had ever dared to say it openly in front of him.
"presumptuous!"
Yu Feng shouted sternly. He walked down step by step. His steps were very light, but every step stepped on Yan Yun's heart.
And she finally saw his face clearly at this moment.
It's not as desireless as imagined, but a very aggressive face. His eyes are very light amber, like a beast, sharp and sharp.
Wherever he passed, it seemed as if a overwhelming force spread out from his body and suppressed everyone present.
"Disciples don't dare."
Yan Yun was just an insignificant drop in front of him. No matter how much pressure he exerted, she never took a step back.
If she quits, she loses.
"Don't you dare? I think you are very brave!"
Yu Feng said coldly. His black hair was neatly tied up, leaving no hair falling in front of his eyebrows. Just like him, he was strict and cold.
Those he loves regard it as a treasure, and those he doesn't care about throw it away as trash.
And he was so angry because Yan Yun really hit his pain point. What stood between him and Song Qingyue was an insurmountable moral code.
