Looking forward to your return

Yan Fu frowned: "What is the meaning of this statement? Why is it bad? How is it bad?"

Before Yan Liu could answer, he was dragged into the sky by a cloud of black mist.The Qing Su jade fan fell to the ground, with the face of the fan pointing towards the sky.Yan Fu stared at the fan, then stood up abruptly: "Liu Liu."

Through the black mist, only a figure could be vaguely seen wrapped in it.Yan Liu was choked by the black mist, so he could only struggle helplessly: "Yan, Yan Liu. You, what's wrong with you?" He kicked his legs vigorously, but there was no obvious effect. Instead, he struggled more , the tighter the neck.

Yan Liu's face turned purple from being pinched, and he shouted with all his strength: "Yan Liu, your brother has seen it all. What are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Hei Wu suddenly let go of his hand, and Yan Liu accompanied him. The screams fell from the sky.What's even more strange is that during the fall, Yan Liu's body and soul were separated; or in other words, Yan Liu's body and Feng Fei's soul were completely separated.

A woman in white catches Yan Liu's real body.Feng Feisu's soul collided with Yan Liu's body, but they couldn't merge.This is puzzling again.

Feng Feisu stood on the ground, looked at Yan Liu's real body in the woman's hand, and then at Yan Liu's soul in the sky, scratching his head: "What's going on here?"

"Is that woman in white just now Qin Jie?" Standing in Dali Temple, Yan Wei was extremely anxious.

It was only then that Feng Feisu noticed the Qingsu jade fan on the ground, picked it up after hearing the words, and pointed the fan at the woman in white: "You're talking about her? Eh, after you mentioned it... I seem to have seen her. "Holding his chin with his hands, he fell into meditation.However, no one noticed that the resentment in Feng Feisu's body was gradually gathering in the soul of Yan Liu in the sky.

Qin Jie placed Yan Liu's real body under the willow tree, and a faint arc curled up at the corner of her mouth: "We just met a few days ago, the girl is really a noble person who has forgotten things."

Feng Feisu shook his head firmly: "No, not a few days ago. Why do I seem to have seen you in Liufengcheng? Have you ever been to Liufengcheng, the capital of Xiwu Xianya outside the border of Jueyou Dynasty?"

Qin Jie's smile deepened, and she shook her head with a crooked smile: "How could I go to such a fairyland?"

For some reason, Feng Feisu felt that Qin Jie's smile was a bit stiff, but she never cared much about it.So he sighed in amazement: "Then this is very strange. You are exactly the same as the saintess of Qiwu. When I took a closer look just now, I almost thought that the saintess of Qiwu had recovered again!"

Qin Jie opened the fan and said with a puzzled smile: "Oh? There is such a strange thing? It is indeed strange. It is not in vain that the girl admitted her mistake." The breeze blew up her sleeves, and she could vaguely see scratches on her arms The scars are bleeding.

Qin Jie noticed that Feng Feisu's eyes were fixed on her arms, so she closed the fan and put both hands down.The wide sleeves fluttering in the wind instantly wrapped Qin Jie's hand.Qin Jie smiled again and put the sleeves up to her wrists: "These sleeves are really troublesome and tight, it's better to tie them up." After saying that, they were already tied up.

Feng Feisu was about to step forward to help, but Yan Yu stopped her: "What happened to Liu Liu just now? Why is there so much resentment around you?"

Qin Jie paused for a moment with the hand that was tying her sleeves, and then continued to tie her sleeves as if nothing had happened: "When I just came, she was already surrounded by resentment. As for why she was surrounded by resentment... probably only she knows." With the fan pendant in his mouth, he can't speak clearly.

Feng Feisu looked up at the black mist in the sky, and frowned slightly: "This phenomenon of hers... I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Qin Jie frowned and opened the fan: "Why have you seen everything?" There was a little impatience in her tone.

Feng Feisu nodded with his hands proudly and said: "This is knowledgeable. As the saying goes, travel thousands of miles and read thousands of books. I just travel a lot and see a lot. You don't have much knowledge. People, how can you understand?" Before Qin Jie could refute, she pinched her chin again and said, "Tsk! I just remembered when I was talking about the book. Similar. The rebuttal is that Yanliu can see souls and spiritual objects, but Yanxiu can't. But just this one is enough to prove that Yanliu is not Yanxiu. So when Yanliu's phenomenon appears, I just feel very confused. Hey! What's going on here?" After finishing speaking, he poked his forehead.

Hearing the words, he suddenly remembered the matter of the Lingpo child.Back then, Lingpo Xiaoer walked from Yan Liu's side, but Ke Yan Liu didn't seem to notice him.In addition, the dream soul brushed past Yan Liu last night, maybe it was because the soul is not a common thing.After all, Yan Liu can see that Feng is not vulgar, so he should have nothing to do with Resentment Girl.

When he regained his senses, he was even more puzzled.Why is Liu Liu so quiet?Didn't you want to kill the wind and the vulgar just now?I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy.If it wasn't for the eyes being restricted to the fan... Hey!

Qin Jie seemed to sense something was wrong, and looked up at the extremely quiet black mist.Frowning tightly: "Why didn't Liuliu move?"

Feng Feisu snorted coldly, and crossed his arms together: "Isn't it good to not move? Could it be that killing us all would make you happy? In such a situation, the best choice is to wait and see what happens."

Qin Jie rolled her eyes at her, and said helplessly, "If you keep your mouth shut, maybe you can save your life." She exhaled, and slapped her fan hard twice.

Feng Feisu exploded immediately: "What do you mean? Since you can't understand me so much, why did you save me?"

Qin Jie rolled her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth: "Hmph, don't be too sentimental. If you hadn't occupied Liuliu's body, I wouldn't have said to save you. And I would never say a word to you. What's more, I haven't killed you so far. It's for Liu Liu's sake." There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Yan Liu suddenly appeared in front of Feng Feisu, grabbed the Qingsu jade fan and broke it.

Yan Tai's ancient red blood fan recovered instantly, so anxious to stand up again.But because of helplessness, he sat down in despair.He clenched his fists and sighed.At the moment of melancholy, a wave of spiritual power descended from the sky and got involved in Yan Tai's body.Yan Fu looked at the palm and the back of the hand: "Pure Xin Dao... It's been a while since I practiced."

The Minister of Dali Temple brought a cup of tea: "Master, how are you? Is there any countermeasure for the murderer?"

Yan Fu took the tea, nodded and said perfunctorily: "I already have a countermeasure, and you will know in two days, you can rest assured. Yan Fu will leave first." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

The Minister of Dali Temple stared intently at Yan Yu's back, and it took him a long time to react, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Brother Yue Jin, Gui Nian is really a bit of your heroic appearance now. You have a spirit in the sky, so you can rest assured Already." He nodded with a smile, took a deep breath, and left with his tea.

Yan Yu stared at the sky.The light blue sky is dotted with a few white clouds, and the sun seems to be dazzling, but it is a bit gentle when it hits the world.The bird stood on the eaves scratching its head and chirping occasionally.The ants on the ground are moving, and they have to avoid people's messy footsteps.Everything is very ordinary.He still prefers this ordinary feeling.

Yan Yu suddenly felt refreshed and was about to hurry up.Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly appeared on the shoulder, Yan Yu glared at the man: "Do we know each other?"

The man blushed and said drunkenly: "I don't know which family you are from? Seeing that you are wandering on the street and can't find a home, I really feel bad. Why don't you—ah!" Ice sculptures.

Yan Tai slapped his fan twice, and winked his eyes mockingly: "The boring people are really disappointing." The hair and the breeze's fingers brushed lightly, and his back looked like a hearty young man.Full of arrogance and arrogance, and more of an uninhibited aloofness.

Yan Tai's back has disappeared. The "ice sculpture" exploded into pieces in an instant.A man in white came along with the sound, and saw that the man in white patted the icicles on his body in disgust, and fanned the air slightly: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's not good to touch anyone, but our Highness. Hey, there is more than enough to die. Ah. In your next life, you must remember how long your eyes are." After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and chased after the route Yan Tiao had just walked.

Bai Yang was sitting in the teahouse drinking tea, staring at the man in white downstairs: "You acted so quickly. Anyway, from this point of view, this happy life is indeed coming to an end." He put down a tael of silver and left.

The man in white looked towards the teahouse, the table was already empty.The man in white frowned slightly, the familiar aura just now... I should have thought too much, how could he be here.

The man in white shuttled to the gate of Duanzi Palace at an extremely fast speed, and stood there looking twice.When he saw the blood-stained willow tree, he turned pale with shock: "How many capable people are hidden in this Duanzi Palace? Your Highness really has a unique vision. It's just that for a while, I don't have any status... whatever. The matter of identity is really tricky, and we still have to wait for the right time. I don’t know if His Highness is here, so it’s better not to act rashly. Just hide in the dark and wait for the changes.” After taking a step, he turned his head and glanced at Duanzi Palace.After several turnovers, he always left.

Yan Yan stood on the top of the willow tree and looked at the man in white who was going away. He squinted his eyes slightly: "Your Highness? There are only a handful of people who can be called His Highness in the Jueyou Dynasty, and they have nothing to do with me. , but he is not called His Highness either. Could it be someone outside the dynasty? People outside the dynasty have nothing to do with me, could it be that my Duanzi Palace... hides some people that shouldn't be hidden?"

The more Yan Fu thought about it, the more irritable he became, staring at the corner of the wall and sighing: "I just hope that nothing happens." Looking at the scars and blood stains on the willow tree, his left eyebrow was slightly wrinkled, and his right eyebrow was raised: "Hiss...how about such a strange thing? make sense?"

Yan Fu waved his sleeves: "Forget it, there are still a lot of worries these days, let's go and rest first." He patted his open mouth, stretched his shoulders lazily, and went back to his room to rest.

In the past few days, one incident after another, Yan Fu became more and more troubled day by day, and he almost never closed his eyes.Now there are many things he needs to worry about, Liuliu and the others don't know what to do.He even agreed to the matter of Dali Temple.Bleeding willow is no simple matter.There is even an undercover job for him to work on.From this point of view, it is indeed time to take a break.