The Growth Plan of the Otherworldly Boss [System]

Xuan..." Wu Fan vaguely felt that there were many secrets hidden in that man, and these secrets might be related to his past.

Unknowingly, a whole day passed by, and just after Haishi arrived, the lights came on immediately, reflecting Si Xuan's hazy figure.

Wu Fan still sat on the branch of the old tree, silently waiting.

There seemed to be something unusual tonight, he could hear faint sounds, it was the prisoners in the stone building arguing with others.

Soon, Wu Sui's figure was also reflected on the silk cloth, blurred by the shadow of the lamp, like thick ink that could not be melted.Wu Fan watched quietly, frowning slightly.

Si Xuan's voice suddenly rose, through the window, into Wu Fan's ears: "What can you gain by doing this?"

"I don't need to get anything." Wu Sui was already irritated, and his voice was high, "It's already very enjoyable to let you fall into the dust and mud."

Si Xuan's lips and tongue were like the tip of a knife, piercing Wu Sui's heart: "You are so pathetic."

Wu Sui only felt a blue tendon pulling on his temple, throbbing with anger: "Shut up!"

While speaking, he had already strangled Si Xuan's neck, and his five fingers tightened suddenly: "Tell me, where will the gods go after they dissipate?"

"It is said that after you dissipate, even your soul consciousness will go with the wind, there will be no reincarnation, no afterlife, and it will just turn into nothingness."

"Master Vulcan, are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Si Xuan sneered, even though he was so embarrassed, he still refused to give in, "How can I be afraid of mere ants?"

"When I knew you were having trouble with my servant, I really wanted to kill you." Wu Sui approached Si Xuan, tracing his face with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to goug out a piece of flesh, "But you are not worthy of me." Do it yourself, you don't even deserve to die."

"You should be imprisoned in a cage, watching yourself being abandoned by believers and forgotten by the world."

Wu Sui's palms were still tightening, and Si Xuan's eyes turned black in bursts.

All of this was reflected on the casement, turned into silhouettes, and fell into Wu Fan's eyes.

When he saw Wu Sui making a move, he suddenly worried and wanted to break through the window, but when he got up, he found his mind was blank.Immediately afterwards, that mysterious voice sounded in his mind again, telling him not to disobey Wu Sui.

He stood aside with his long knife tightly in his hand, he could only watch the dispute, he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't give a helping hand.The shadow of the tree fell on his face, covering the light in his eyes.

In the end, Wu Sui slammed the door and left, Si Xuan also blew out the candle, and his figure melted into the night.

Feeling at ease, Wu Fan sat back on the tree, facing the dark casement, and watched the whole night in the bitter cold wind.

In the early morning of the next day, Aye searched all over Yinrong City, only to find Wu Fan around the stone building: "The high priest wants to see you."

Even though he has changed his appearance, Ah Ye can't forget the hatred of killing his brother. Every time they meet, he must speak sarcasticly and confront each other.

Wu Fan didn't care about her attitude, and after nodding, he immediately went to the White Pagoda.

Inside the White Pagoda Temple, Wu Sui was on top of the main seat, turning into a pitch-black statue: "Qi Fengbu had a different heart early, so he can't stay any longer."

Wu Fan knelt on the ground on one knee, only waiting for the high priest to issue orders.He strictly abides by etiquette and bows to obey orders, because at this time, it is disrespectful to even raise his eyes to peep quietly.

"I order you to arrest the Qifeng clansmen and take them to the glacier cave. If anyone tries to resist, they will be killed on the spot."

"This subordinate takes orders." Wu Fan would not question the high priest's decision, because a voice told him that now, he is just a sharp weapon for killing people.

As soon as word spread that Wu Fan would go to the Qifeng Department to suppress the rebellion, everyone in the Yinrong Dynasty had a little intention of watching the show.

Most of the priests and protectors beside Wu Sui didn't know the inside story, they didn't know what kind of ability this unknown man had, so that he could win the favor of the high priest.Now that the Qi Feng Department is in trouble, it is a good opportunity to test his strengths.

Wu Fan didn't pay attention to other people's eyes at all, and walked out from the White Tower, looking around lightly.His eyes were focused in his eyes, but they were as sharp as a knife, and everything he touched was silent.

After Wu Fan left, the crowd started whispering again:

"This man is really evil, like a knife."

"Isn't it? She keeps a straight face all day long, neither smiling nor angry, cold."

"You said, if he went to the Qi Feng Department to put down the rebellion, if he made great achievements, wouldn't Master Ming Ye have no place to stand?"

"Don't talk nonsense, in case someone hears about it, there will be good fruit for you!"

Everyone just whispered, but they didn't know what they said fell into Ming Yan's ears.

Chu Feng hurriedly flew back to the stone building, and told Si Xuan the news: "Si Xuan, Si Xuan, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Si Xuan raised his hand and let it rest on his knuckles, "What happened to Chen Chuan?"

"That's not true." Ming Yan flapped his wings and told him what he had heard by chance, "However, he was sent by Wu Sui to the Qi Feng Department to put down the rebellion!"

"Qi Feng Department..."

This tribe is very familiar, Si Xuan thought for a long time, his eyes suddenly froze, and the flame lines in his eyes suddenly lit up: "Vicious!"

Ming Yan was startled and almost dropped from his fingertips: "What's wrong?"

"The ancestor of Qi Fengbu was once a follower of Fansheng." Wu Sui's vicious thoughts made Si Xuan terrified, "Now, if he harms Qi Fengbu because of Chongyan, he will definitely regret it when he wakes up in the future."

There are countless connections among them, and Ming Yan seems to be in a cloud of mist: "Why is it Fansheng again? What is the relationship between Wu Sui and Fansheng?"

Si Xuan didn't want to answer again, and murmured to himself: "This kind of thing must never happen."

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Wu Fan will set off tomorrow to go to the Qi Feng Department to put down the rebellion. Tonight, he was supposed to recharge his batteries, but the attendant found that the lord was not in the room.

Wu Fan went to the stone building alone, and stood on the old tree that grew out of the cliff.He never said or moved, quietly waiting in front of the window.

Qi Feng's rebellion must be defeated in a battle, Wu Fan Ziyun is alone, but before leaving, he cares about the people in the stone building.It is clear that I have only seen it twice, but it seems to be reunited after a long absence, and the mystery is unspeakable.

At the moment when his mind was wandering, the window suddenly opened, and Si Xuan appeared in front of his eyes.Wu Fan became flustered again and got up a little helplessly: "You..."

Si Xuan interrupted him, and said bluntly: "It is said that tomorrow you will go to the Qi Feng Department to put down the rebellion?"

"Yes." Wu Fan answered truthfully.

"Don't go." Si Xuan's words were strong, not like persuasion, but more like warning.

Wu Fan was puzzled: "What's the reason?"

Si Xuan really wanted to tell the truth, but until Wu Sui's spell was unlocked, he couldn't take the risk.So, he could only find another reason: "There are still innocent people in the Qi Feng Department, they shouldn't lose their lives for this matter."

"But I can't disobey the orders of High Priest Wusui." In Wu Fan's heart, he only needs to obey the orders of High Priest Wusui, and don't care about the rest.

Chen Chuan used to be kind, benevolent, and wise, but now Wu Fan is the complete opposite.He is just a murder weapon, sharp and cold, he will use the sharp blade to strike at where Wu Sui points.

However, Si Xuan still wants to try to awaken his erased humanity: "You are a human being with flesh and blood, not a weapon in Wu Sui's hands."

Whenever Wu Fan wavered, there would be a voice in his mind at the right time until he stabilized his mind.

Wu Fan succumbed to the persuasion and admonition of the voice, and said firmly: "I am the most devout believer of the high priest."

"The most devout believer?" Si Xuan seemed to hear a big joke, the flame pattern in his eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Wu Fan, "Has the flame mark on your chest faded?"

"How do you know that I have flame patterns?" Wu Fan raised his hand and subconsciously covered his left chest.

Si Xuan didn't reply, but condensed his weak divine power to activate the Vulcan seal.

Under the palm, there was a sudden burning sensation attacking the heart veins, which rushed like an electric current.Wu Fan was very surprised, and immediately asked him: "What is the relationship between us?"

"If I tell you in detail, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish talking for three days and three nights." Si Xuan stared at him for a moment, the sharp edge in his eyes dissipated and turned into little ripples, "If you are willing to listen, you can listen to him in the future." I'll tell you slowly."

"But tonight, you must first promise me that you will not go to the Qi Feng Department to put down the rebellion."

Wu Fan shook his head again and again, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I have to go." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wu Fan!" Si Xuan wanted to lean out regardless of the forbidden spell on the window sill.This action triggered the spell, and the shackles locked on him suddenly tightened, gradually embed into the flesh.

Si Xuan couldn't help exclaiming, almost fell down.He held on to the window sill, forced himself to stand up straight, gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Fan, listen to me, don't go."

Wu Fan stopped, but he didn't allow Si Xuan to persuade him any more, he just said: "When I return from suppressing the rebellion, I will listen to you tell about the past."

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☆、41、Qi Fengbu suppresses the rebellion

41. The Qi Feng Department suppressed the rebellion

In the early morning of the next day, when the red sun was rising, Wu Fan had already set off for Qi Feng Department.This trip only brought ten cadres and priests from Xiongshi Tangtian, and did not mobilize the crowd.

About three to five years ago, the leader of the Qifeng tribe was killed by the priest Mingyi under Wu Sui's command. The tribe had no leader, and finally returned to the Yinrong Dynasty.Unexpectedly, the surrender and exchange did not bring peace, but instead pushed the entire Qifeng tribe into the abyss of infinity.

Wu Sui hates that the ancestors of Qi Fengbu once colluded with Fansheng and ordered his clansmen to cover their faces with tattoos and seals for generations.

To the north of the holy mountain, the most barren place in the whole snow region is the place where Qi Fengbu lives.

There is no grass growing in the vast ice field, only the rustling snow, the world is cold and silvery white.

Everyone stepped on the frozen ground, and no one was seen anywhere they looked.Unexpectedly, there was a strange movement under the feet, and the snow piled up like a wave, sweeping over the sky and covering the ground.The assassins are dormant underground, all dressed in white, the same color as the snow waves, which makes people's eyes dazzled.

"There is an ambush!"

Wu Fan stopped drinking, and the priests immediately set up the heavenly stem formation.

At the same time, there were sharp thorns protruding from the snow, and the priests did not check the number, and they were hit one after another.All of a sudden, there were screams of misery one after another, wrapped in the howling cold wind, it was extremely shrill.

These spikes have already been coated with poison, and the injured person tore off the trouser legs, and saw that the flesh was black, as if it was a piece of dead flesh.

Wu Fan looked around the ice field with cold eyes, only to see another wave rising suddenly under the vast snowy sea, heading straight towards him.

The moment the spike protruded from the ground, Wu Fan soared into the air, and the long knife struck down——

There were screams of misery in the snow waves, and the crisp sound of bone shattering was chilling, and bright red blood gradually seeped out of the snow.A surviving priest took a closer look and saw that the assassin's skull was shattered, his face was covered with blood, and he was already dying.

Unexpectedly, one wave is not calm, another wave will rise again, and the snow will make waves again.The falling snow whirled up one after another, covering the sky and covering the sun, wrapping Wu Fan in the middle.

The assassin had already figured out that Wu Fan was the leader of the group, as the saying goes, the king should be captured before the thief, so he must be used first.

Wu Fan was calm and composed, he only swiped the long saber horizontally and swept around.Wherever the wind of the knife touched, blood was suddenly seen splashing on Wu Fan's cheeks like flowers.

Amidst the screams, the three assassins fell to the ground, bleeding from their waists and abdomens.Unexpectedly, there was another person lying in the ground for a long time, flashing his spikes and attacking Wu Fan from behind.

Wu Fan didn't even turn around to take a look, he used the long knife to block with his backhand, parrying the poisonous sharp thorn.The assassin was not willing to stop here, and wanted to assassinate again, but was hit in the ribs by the scabbard, unable to fight any more.

The Wu Fan Saber had come to this point before it was unsheathed, not to mention that the assassin was terrified, even the fellow priests were secretly dumbfounded.

The fellow priests wanted to kill the assassins on the spot, but Wu Fan stopped him: "Wait a minute, save their lives."

When a priest saw his colleague died of poisoning, he said with resentment: "The high priest has said something beforehand. If there is any resistance, you will be shot to death."

Wu Fan lifted the jaw of an assassin with the scabbard, and asked condescendingly, "Where are the rest of the tribe hiding? Tell me, and I'll spare you for now."

This assassin's name is Xu Mi, and he also has a tattoo of flying eagle wings. He is still young, he seems to be under twenty.People say you are young and vigorous, and so is this person. He spat at Wu Fan: "It's just a life, you take it. But if you want me to betray my people, it's tantamount to daydreaming!"

Wu Fan's patience was limited, and he only said one word: "Kill."

As soon as this remark came out, the assassins were horrified, and they all exclaimed: "Young master!"

Xu Mi wished he could eat the flesh of Wu Fan, and said sharply: "You don't need to ask him, I came here with the heart of death."

"Today I will kill the ghost with the knife, and I will wait for the revenge on Huangquan Road." After saying that, he was about to cut the tattoo under his eye with a sharp thorn.

Wu Fan swung his knife to fly the sharp weapon in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I've changed my mind."

"They attach great importance to you." While speaking, Wu Fan turned to look at the other assassins, "If I torture you, will they confess?"

"No." Xumi replied firmly, still showing no fear.

"Maybe try it?" Wu Fan and the accompanying priest ordered, "cut off his fingers first."

The priest took the order and drew out the dagger to cut it off.The man gritted his teeth, waiting for the severe pain to strike, but he was suddenly stopped by someone: "Stop!"

Wu Fan looked at the man, and asked again: "Are you willing to talk?"

The man frowned and said nothing, he was afraid that all the priests would be unfavorable to the young master, and he would be in a dilemma.Wu Fan ran out of patience, raised his hand again, and ordered the priest to be tortured, but another person shouted: "I will tell."

Xumi stared at the man, shook his head again and again: "Don't say it!"

"Before the patriarch passed away, he entrusted the young master Xumi to us, how can I let the vicious dogs and pawns bully you?" He ignored Xumi's obstruction, and said to Wu Fan, "Go north and bypass From the rocky mountain, you can see the village."

Seeing that the assassin had confessed, the priest who accompanied him asked, "My lord, should we kill or not?"

"Keep it." Wu Fan turned to the north of the ice sheet, "I always keep my word."

When everyone reached the village, they realized that Qi Feng's tribe had already declined, and most of them were old and weak women and children.Wu Fan also thought that there would be a fierce battle, but all the worries would be easily resolved.

No one can use it to this point, no wonder the young masters of the tribe went to the battle to assassinate in person.

According to the instructions of the High Priest Wusui, those who do not resist only need to be imprisoned in the underground cave of the glacier.Wu Fan had no intention of killing at all, so he ordered the priest to escort the prisoner back.

The shackles stringed the prisoners together, and a young child asked timidly, "Will they arrest us to sacrifice to the gods?"

Her mother couldn't answer, and could only hold her daughter in her arms.

The cold tide underground cave is the final destination of the rebels, where they will spend the rest of their lives.Of course, nine times out of ten it is impossible to die, and even if one is lucky enough not to die of illness, it will be regarded as a human sacrifice.

Xumi sat in the cage with his knees folded, stared at Wu Fan coldly for a while, and suddenly said: "What you hold in your hand is the Moro Gold Knife?"

Wu Fan glanced at the long knife and said frankly: "I don't know the origin of this knife."

"This thing is painted on the murals of my family, and I will never admit the flowing cloud pattern inside the knife ring." He looked at the long knife Wu Fan held in his hand, and suddenly laughed, "My Qifeng tribe has waited for a generation and For a generation, we only hope that the inheritor who holds the sacred object will appear and save us from the fire and water."

"Today is finally here, but who would have thought that it will be a catastrophe of genocide."

Wu Fan was not interested in their suffering: "I am not a successor, let alone someone who saves you from fire and water."

"You Wu Sui's running dog, you are not worthy of using the Moro Golden Knife!" Xu Mi held the iron fence, his eyes reddened by anger.

Even though he was insulted by others, Wu Fan remained unmoved, and looked at him calmly: "If you talk about the disaster of exterminating the clan, you will have to blame yourself. The Qi Feng Department has declined to this point, and even tried to assassinate the high priest."

"A person like you, how can you understand the beliefs of my Qifeng people?" While speaking, Xu Mi showed disdain.

Wu Fan did not agree with this statement, and only said: "It is my belief to be loyal to Master Wu Sui."

"No, you are just a weapon in Wu Sui's hand, how do you know how to write the word 'faith'?" Xu Mi wished he could use words to turn Wu Fan into a knife.

"You are nothing but a dead thing."

Wu Fan had already turned to leave, but when he first heard the words, he stopped suddenly.

What Si Xuan said that day suddenly echoed in his ears - "You are a human being with flesh and blood, not a weapon in Wu Sui's hands".

Wu Fan was full of conflicts in his heart, suddenly he had a splitting headache, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

In the depths of my mind, another mysterious voice sounded——

"Do you want to betray High Priest Wusui?"

Wu Fan covered his head and replied in a low voice: "No..."

"Are you the most devout believer of the High Priest?"

"Yes, I am."

"Then why do you question it!"

"I..." Wu Fan had a dull pain in his skull, as if blood was rushing to the top of his head, dispelling his reason, "I will never betray High Priest Wu Sui!"

Having said that, he was almost exhausted.As soon as the words fell, the pain dissipated, as if all the pain in my mind just now was an illusion.

The expression of the young man in the cage changed, when he looked at Wu Fan, he seemed to be looking at a lunatic.

Wu Fan hurried out of the underground cave, and saw that there was endless noise in the glacier.

"What happened?" As soon as he made a sound, the surroundings became silent.

"My lord, catch a man whose origin is unknown." The priest dragged a young man forward while speaking, "He is sneaking and hiding under the snow-capped mountain, very suspicious."

"Brother Ah Cong!"

When Yun Qiao saw the person who was thinking day and night, she hugged Wu Fan tightly, unwilling to leave no matter what.

The priest shouted angrily: "Bold, this is Lord Wufan, how can you come to seek relatives?"

Yun Qiao buried her face in Wu Fan's arms, sobbing endlessly: "Brother Ah Cong, I finally found you."

Wu Fan pushed the boy away and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Brother Ah Cong lost his memory again?" The boy looked at him in disbelief, tears streaming down his face, "I'm Yun Qiao!"

"I don't know Yun Qiao." Wu Fan's memory has long been sealed, and now that he meets Yun Qiao again, he only treats him as a stranger, "You go."

"I..." The young man grabbed his robe tightly, unwilling to let go.

Wu Fan was full of boredom and walked away.Then, the accompanying priests showed their weapons and drove Yun Qiao out of the glacier.

Yun Qiao looked back three times at every step, full of innocence and reluctance.He didn't know what happened to Brother Ah Cong, he was so ruthless, like a sharp knife, dangerous and cold.

But Wu Fan didn't care about the old man's thoughts, he returned to Yinrong City immediately after finishing the matter.

This time, Wu Fan almost single-handedly quelled the Qi Feng tribe, and also captured Xu Mi, the young master of his tribe, making a great contribution.The high priest, Dayue, asked Wu Fan what his wish was.

But Wu Fan said: "I don't want anything other than to follow my lord."

Wu Sui looked at the man kneeling in the center of the temple from a distance, as if he saw a sharp and handy weapon being forged.In the future, this weapon will be invincible in all directions in his hands.

At night, bonfires were lit everywhere in Yinrong City, and countless girls and boys joined hands and sang and danced to celebrate Wu Fan's return from victory.

Wu Fan had a cold personality, and after being invited three times, he reluctantly walked into the crowd and played drums around the bonfire to add to the fun.

Occasionally, a girl who was a little bit more courageous came up with a drink, put her hands in front of Wu Fan, blushed and said: "My lord, please show me your face."

Wu Fan was wild and handsome, standing among the priests, he stood out from the crowd.Many girls had long wanted to take this opportunity to toast with him, but now one person is leading the charge, and the others are also eager to try.

At this time, the drums of Haishi sounded from the Chengtiantai.Wu Fan immediately shook his head, rejected the glass of wine, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

He carried a small jar of rice wine to the stone building, and still sat in the old place guarding the window.

Probably due to fate, Si Xuan's figure was reflected on the casement again, his side profile was as beautiful as a paper cut.Utilizing the strength of the wine, Wu Fan finally called out: "I'm back."

The figure inside the window was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed open the casement.

Si Xuan was very worried about him and thought about him for three whole days, but he was speechless when they met.

Wu Fan knew that he was not good at words, so for a while, he could only murmur: "I... I'm back."

"You wiped out the Qi Feng clan?" Si Xuan had already prepared for the worst.

"No, according to the High Priest's order, everyone will be imprisoned in underground caves." After Wu Fan finished speaking, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, "Why do you care so much about Qi Feng Department?"

Hearing these words, Si Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It couldn't be better."

"Could it be..." His eyes fell on Si Xuan's lower abdomen, unable to move away, "Could it be that your lover is from the Qifeng tribe?"

Si Xuan heard the overtones, deliberately did not answer, and asked instead: "Do you care?"

Wu Fan knew that he had no reason to care, but he couldn't ignore the unhappiness in his heart, so he said instead, "Tell me, which one of them is it?"

His voice was cold, with indescribable anger.In this way, Si Xuan knew that in the depths of his consciousness, there was still a trace of Chen Chuan's nature remaining.

Si Xuan had already tested his weakness, and immediately stopped, saying frankly: "It's not anyone from the Qi Feng Department."

"Who is that?" Wu Fan desperately wanted to know the answer.

"That person is no longer here." Si Xuan stared at him with a thousand words in his eyes, but he couldn't tell the truth.

"But I believe that one day he will return."

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☆、42、It's really like cheating

42. It's really like cheating

Wu Fan sat leaning on the old tree growing out of the cliff, facing Si Xuan far away: "If you are not in a hurry to fall asleep tonight, just tell us about our relationship."

Si Xuan really wanted to tell him the truth, but before the time came, he dared not take the risk.He pondered for a moment, and then said to Wu Fan: "I gave you the mark on your body."

Wu Fan subconsciously covered his left chest, feeling the heat again: "Why did you choose me?"

Si Xuan didn't answer, and turned to talk about something else: "At the beginning, you made a solemn oath, saying that you would follow God to the death and become God's most devout servant."

"Have I ever said that?" Even though Wu Fan searched his stomach, he couldn't remember anything, but his head began to ache again.

"You also said that you would never abandon me." Si Xuan didn't notice his strangeness, and continued, "But what about now?"

"You only worship Wu Sui as a true god, but you turn a blind eye to the former gods."

"I...was your follower?"

As long as his heart is shaken, blood seems to flow backwards in his head, his temples throb, and the back of his head seems to be split open.

In my mind, the mysterious voice sounded again, hovering in the depths of consciousness: "Do you believe what he said?"

"I—" Wu Fan couldn't answer.

"You obviously believed it!" The voice was aggressive, "Do you want to betray High Priest Wusui?"

Wu Fan shouted: "No, I won't!"

The voice lingered in his mind, warning Wu Fan repeatedly: "Since you can't, just remember that your master is only Mr. Wu Sui."

Seeing him holding his head and talking to himself, Si Xuan was almost insane, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "Chen...Wu Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"I won't...I won't." Wu Fan didn't pay any attention, just talking to himself repeatedly.

"Ming Yan, go and have a look at him." Si Xuan was so worried that he had no choice but to ask Chu Feng who was hiding under the window sill to find out.

Ming Yan stretched out his body and flew out, muttering softly: "I'm bewitched, I'm really bewitched."

Wu Fan sat leaning on the old tree, with his head closed and his forehead covered in cold sweat.Ming Yan flew over cautiously, and hooked his sleeve with his claws: "Hey, are you okay?"

Wu Fan trembled all over, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted angrily: "I will not betray High Priest Wu Sui!"

"Si Xuan, save me!" Ming Yan met his bloodshot eyes suddenly, fluttered his wings in shock, and flew back to the window sill, only daring to poke out half of his head to wait and see.

Seeing this scene, Si Xuan finally realized that if Wu Fan was forced to break through the blockade in the depths of his consciousness, he might become crazy.

What he wants is a complete Chen Chuan, not a manipulative lunatic.

Si Xuan looked at Wu Fan worriedly, his brows twisted into an unresolved knot: "I'm sorry, I was too impatient."

Wu Fan didn't reply, and when the pain in his head dissipated, he realized that his clothes were covered in cold sweat, and the next layer of his body was already wet.When the cold wind blew in the middle of the night, he felt as if he was being soaked in cold water.

"It seems that you don't want to listen to me anymore tonight." Si Xuan finished speaking, and closed the window tightly without waiting for Wu Fan to stop him.

Before Wu Fan could stop him, Kong stretched out his hand, but he could only touch his silhouette in the void across the cliff.Until the candles in the window were extinguished and the figures dispersed.

Wu Fan sat on the old tree all night again, drank the rice wine, and fell asleep in a state of distraught until dawn.

But he didn't know that Si Xuan also stayed up all night.

Ming Yan nestled between the mattresses, blinked his peasy eyes, and asked puzzledly: "They still want to keep you, but you just leave?"

Si Xuan sighed softly: "I'm afraid the more you talk, the more dangerous he will be."

Ming Yan suddenly realized: "Are you afraid that he will go crazy if he is stimulated?"

"Not only that, but I'm even more afraid that Chongyan will harm him." Regarding the matter of Daoming's truth, Si Xuan has his own considerations, "If he remains loyal, he can still save his life. If he knows too much from us, he will be happy." Doubt, go to Chongyan and ask the truth, I'm afraid it will lead to the disaster of killing."

"You have good intentions, but it's a pity that he didn't realize it." Chu Feng tilted her head in distress, and sighed, "But time waits for no one. If your child is born here, how can Wu Sui let it go?"

This is what worries Si Xuan the most.He couldn't help covering his abdomen, closing his eyes and sighing deeply.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Fan left behind the stone building and walked quickly to the White Pagoda Temple. It seemed that the wind and sea were calm last night, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Unexpectedly, the oriole was behind, and after Wu Fan left, Aye stepped out from the shadows.She looked up at the stone building, and looked at Wu Fan's receding figure meaningfully, thoughtfully.

Wu Fan walked into the temple to meet the high priest, vaguely aware that this morning meeting was different from usual, and there seemed to be an undercurrent.

Afterwards, Wu Suiping retired from the crowd, leaving only Wu Fan to go to the side hall for questioning.When Aye stepped back, he brushed past Wu Fan, and suddenly hooked his lips, leaving him with a meaningful smile.

Wu Fan rolled his eyes coldly, never even frowned, and didn't pay attention to her at all.

Inside the side hall, Wu Sui only asked him, "Where were you last night?"

Wu Fan replied truthfully: "My subordinates are around the stone building."

"What are you doing there?" Wu Sui only asked lightly, as if casually mentioning it as a joke, "Could it be that you fell in love with the priestess guarding the gate?"

"Subordinates don't dare." Wu Fan didn't want to say anything about his relationship with Si Xuan, and replied evasively, "It's just curiosity."

"What are you curious about?" Wu Sui's tone did not change, but the light in his eyes gradually darkened.

"I'm curious about who has such a great ability to become the high priest." Deep in his consciousness, he vaguely knew that he couldn't tell Wu Sui the truth.

Wu Sui didn't know the truth of this statement, and continued to test: "He is a god, the God of Fire worshiped by the Yinrong Dynasty. But all this will soon be the past."

Wu Fan couldn't help being astonished, not because of his status as a prisoner, but because of the second half of Wu Sui's sentence: "Become the past?"

"He has abandoned his believers, and his body is full of filth, so he is no longer worthy of being a god." Wu Sui looked at Wu Fan, his eyes turned into an abyss, as if he wanted to drag everything into it, "Soon, the Yinrong Dynasty will usher in the abyss." Come a new Vulcan."

"The new god of fire..." Wu Fan knew that the new god would be Si Xuan's child.

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Wu Fan was worried and upset for a whole day, and before the Hai clock rang, he was already sitting in front of the window of the stone building.

It is said that there is no book without a coincidence, and Wu Sui also visited this place tonight.Although Wu Fan didn't see him, but with his extraordinary hearing, he had already heard the voice.

"You are very capable." Wu Sui came uninvited, found a place to sit down, and said mockingly, "It has been reduced to this point, and I can still make my confidant worry about you."

Si Xuan knew who this "confidant" was, and immediately retorted: "Even if he forgets his identity, life, and memory, he is still him, and it is impossible to be completely obliterated."

"Really, why don't we make a bet?" Wu Sui said with a dark smile in his eyes, "Believe it or not, even if I let him marry someone else, he won't disobey orders?"

Si Xuan smiled back, full of sarcasm: "Don't you think I care?"

"Oh, you really don't care?" Wu Sui looked at him for a moment, his eyes wandering across Si Xuan's face like a poisonous snake.

It's a pity that Si Xuan disappointed him again.

"What can you get by doing this?" Si Xuan looked back, his brows and eyes were as calm as water, without showing any flaws.

"I want to teach you that there is nothing special about you in front of Wu Fan." Wu Sui said, feeling inexplicably happy.

These words were like a thorn, only piercing into the bottom of Si Xuan's heart.Si Xuan's eyes became colder, and he opened his lips to fight back: "Yes, it's like you are nothing but ants and dust in my eyes."

Step by step, he changed from a servant of the gods to the master of the Yinrong Dynasty, but in Si Xuan's eyes, it seemed that he had never changed.There is nothing Wu Sui can't hear more than this.

Si Xuan's words were like knives, stabbing right at the most painful spot.Wu Sui's anger was suppressed, and he activated the spell, tightening the shackles on Si Xuan.

The shackles gradually tightened, deeply embedded in the flesh, and Si Xuan couldn't help bowing down and screaming in pain.Wu Sui walked forward unhurriedly, grabbed Si Xuan's long hair, and forced him to raise his face: "I never thought that gods would collude with rebels, it's really ridiculous."

"He's not Fansheng." Si Xuan raised his pale face and looked straight at him, "Fansheng has long passed away, and I can't go back to the beginning, only you, still immersed in the past and unable to extricate myself."

Wu Sui's eyes flickered, like a knife out of its sheath, and he did not hesitate to use the most vicious words to fight back: "You really won't be able to go back to the beginning, if I knew that you were addicted to lust, I should have fucked you thoroughly before Fansheng came back Now, give birth to my child."

This is the first time Wu Sui has uttered indecent words.In Si Xuan's impression, Wu Sui was always cold and reserved, and never uttered foul words.It seems that this time, it seems that it really angered him.

Wu Sui was still talking, every word could be called cruel: "But now, I don't want to touch you, because just thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach."

Si Xuan still looked at him coldly, opened his lips and said, "You enshrine the gods with such a heart, what is the difference between you and the people you despise?"

"Both eyes are blinded by desire, so who is more noble than the other?"

Wu Sui was completely enraged, his resentment was like a tiger coming out of its cage, and he shouted sharply, "I'm different from him!"

The sound of the dispute had already spread out of the window, wrapped in the cold wind, fluttering to Wu Fan's ears.

Wu Fan heard a familiar name and thought about it further, but found nothing.He also half-understood the dispute inside, but somehow felt that it might have something to do with him.

When Wu Sui slammed the door and left, the lights in the room went out.Wu Fan twisted his brows into knots, and flew away.

After about a cup of tea, he returned with herbs in his arms.He tried to hit the casement with flying stones, but no one responded.Wu Fan only thought that Si Xuan had already fallen asleep, hesitated for a while, and finally jumped onto the window sill, and secretly pushed the window open a little.

Unexpectedly, in the room, Ming Yan happened to fly over to find out, and coincidentally met Wu Fan's eyes.

"Si Xuan, help me!" After a brief moment of silence, Ming Yan suddenly burst into an exclamation.

"Shut up." Wu Fan pushed open the window and grabbed Chu Feng, "If you wake him up, I will crush you to death."

Ming Yan immediately said nothing, looked at Wu Fan pitifully, and sighed in a low voice: "Gu——"

Wu Fan simply sat on the window sill, lowered his voice and asked, "How is he?"

"Cuckoo." Ming Yan didn't dare to speak.

Wu Fan's patience was limited, and he said in a deep voice, "Speak human words."

Well, mortals are really hard to serve.

Ming Yan slandered, and finally said: "It's not very good."

Wu Fan was worried immediately, and asked: "Did the high priest hurt him?"

"Go and have a look." Ming Yan raised his face behind him and muttered, "Don't say that trespassing is not allowed, now you have stepped one foot in."

Wu Fan had no choice but to let go of Chufeng with a sigh, and walked into the room.Walking outside the bed curtain, he stretched out his hand, but hesitated again.

Come to meet each other at this time, why?Worried, concerned, or longing?

Wu Fan was upset, but Ming Yan was happy with the beauty of an adult, he flapped open the curtain, and flew out of the window very consciously.

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