I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

Win the lottery, win the lottery.

It's not easy for two fortunes to appear at once, but the best fortune is just the winning one.

Fang Yang was a little surprised.

And if he wins the lottery, he has to reject Mori Hui?

It shouldn't be, this really shouldn't be the case, Fang Yang was confused.

These days, although Fang Yang didn't deliberately manage the relationship with Sen Hui, he couldn't bear it and Sen Hui seemed to make up his own mind.

This Mori Hui insisted on getting close to him and thought he was doing his best, so in the eyes of outsiders, their relationship had reached a relatively close level.

According to this idea, Mori Hui would never harm him.

So... it was Mori Hui who had a crush on him, but the people with the Mori surname, especially the aunt and saint mentioned by Mori Hui, had hidden evil thoughts towards him! ?

‘It’s a pity, I thought I could reach the sky in one step. ’

'But think about it, if everything goes so smoothly, then Mori Hui will lose himself and become my vassal. ’

‘Sori Hui changed herself for me and humbled herself to the elders. This is definitely not what the Mori family wants to see. ’

The thoughts in my mind are like lightning, swift and swift.

Thinking about this, Fang Yang let out an inaudible sigh.

With the passage of time, the Eight Banners army under Senyue gradually fell into the flames of war, and the intensity of the battle continued to increase, becoming more dangerous and terrifying.

Even the stable Zhu Lei Banner is about to participate in the war and enter a big melee.

At this moment, the saint behind Senhui Senwei took action to fish them out of this chaotic war trial.

It just so happened that Sen Hui wanted to take Fang Yang back to her clan, and even take Fang Yang to become her aunt's sage as her disciple, continue to study the art of alchemy, and live her small and lucky life.

If you say Fang Yang doesn't want to live this kind of life, you're definitely lying.

But unfortunately, this is poisonous!

"Thank you for your help, but it's impossible for me to go back."

Fang Yang looked determined: "The eagle will not break its wings due to the storm, and the wolves will not be afraid of the long night. My path and your path are ultimately different."

Hearing this, Sen Hui's eyes dimmed and he pursed his lips tightly.

She wanted to say something more, but she knew that Fang Yang would not change his mind because of this.

At this time, Fang Yang remembered the advice from his second uncle in the letter: try to have a good relationship with Sen Hui as much as possible.

Therefore, Fang Yang followed the routine of "refuse a request and then propose a compensation", and he immediately said softly: "After the war is over, I will go to you to study the skills of an alchemist. I just hope that you will not dislike me when the time comes. "

"No, I won't dislike you, never!" Perhaps seeing the vulnerability on Fang Yang's face for the first time, Sen Hui immediately responded decisively.

With just this move by Fang Yang, Sen Hui's complexion improved and became bright again.

Sen Hui didn't know what she was thinking of, her mouth curved, and she slowly took out an item from the storage bag.

This is a guqin, a Yimu guqin that she has been playing since she was a child. Although it is not advanced, it contains a piece of her heart.

"Practice your music skills well. I will check you in the future. If you feel tired, write me a letter and I will take it home!"

Sen Hui left, very free and easy.

Fang Yang gently stroked Yimu Guqin, and his face gradually regained its calm expression.

"This Sen Hui doesn't think I like her, haha..."

…

The towering snow-capped mountain peaks still tower into the clouds.

The Qinglian Palace, which is like a fairyland, is still peaceful as time passes.

Senwei sat quietly in the pavilion in the pool, and the maids were respectfully separated on both sides.

When Sen Wei saw Sen Hui returning with Qing Que'er, her phoenix eyes suddenly shone.

’ Fang Yang didn’t come back with his sister? ’

This was a bit beyond Senwei's expectation, because according to Senwei's speculation, Fang Yang should have climbed up along the wooden stick.

The proud eagle and the tyrannical crocodile are just cruel and bloodthirsty wild dogs in Senwei's opinion.

It is their natural instinct to follow others, so how can they change it all at once?

"Interesting, really interesting." Suddenly, Senwei became a little interested in Fang Yang.

"Sister." Sen Hui greeted dullly, and immediately sat on the opposite side of Sen Wei.

The place suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of fish swimming in the pond.

I don’t know how long it took, but the peaks of the snow-capped mountains roared and shook, and the ground shook.

However, Senwei Senhui and others were accustomed to it and showed no fear at all.

It turns out that there is a saint who is using his magical power to catch the stars and the moon, and take them away together with the peaks of the snow-capped mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the building was empty.

And this saint who displays magical powers is none other than the saint with the surname of Mori whom Mori Hui calls her aunt - Saint Fanliu.

When Saint Fanliu discovered that Fang Yang was not around in Qinglian Palace, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Fang Yang used Sen Hui's channels to become her disciple, Fanliu Sage, but she was unhappy.

But Fang Yang didn't use Sen Hui's channels to accept her as his teacher, and she wasn't happy either.

She was not happy whether Fang Yang accepted her as his teacher or not.

‘Xiao Fen, you are still not as good as Weier. ’

‘It’s okay that you have a crush on Fang Yang, why can’t you control him? ’

'He who has no desires or demands is the most powerful, just let me, my aunt, help you...'

It would be too shameful to use the body of a saint to attack an ordinary practitioner.

However, in Saint Fanliu's mind, the Carp Eagle Blessed Land, which the Fang family regarded as life and dignity, flashed across his mind.

It was originally at least a hundred years before the next disaster in Carp Eagle Blessed Land came.

But due to her 'accidental' negligence, the carp eagle blessed land attracted the evil beast of cloud and thunder, thus hastening the arrival of the disaster. Is it reasonable?

Even if she is held accountable, she is just a little willful of power!

"Hehe..." Saint Fanliu smiled and narrowed his eyes, the crescent moon was curved, it was really beautiful.

Fang Yang, if you want to preserve Carp Eagle's blessed land, just obey Xiao Hui's manipulations.

…

Tick ​​tock, tick tock…

The raindrops fell heavily, hitting the pavilion and making a different sound.

In the pond in front of the pavilion, the water surface was hit by raindrops, causing ripples one after another. Under the water, the fish were swimming happily.

However, the sky was blocked by thick clouds, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Uncle Qi, you asked me to condense [Thunder Gathering Technique] here as my natal magic. Do you really want to kill me?"

Cousin Fang Xuan did not dare to take a step outside the pavilion for fear of being struck by lightning from heaven and earth.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, was sitting in the center of the mountain pavilion, polishing the water film of the hollow aperture while solidifying the wings of the Fire Eagle phantom.

He is not far away from the first-level advanced realm.

When he solidifies the wings of the Fire Eagle Phantom to three-quarters of the size, that will be the moment that proves that he can break through the water film in the air hole in one fell swoop.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier." Suddenly, Fang Yang opened his eyes and said softly.

"Yes, the rain is getting heavier and heavier." Uncle Fang said meaningfully.

What they were talking about was the chaotic situation of the Xuanyu Battle.

Although Senyue is the strongest, it does not mean that Senyue will definitely become the final winner of the Changkong clan!

The uncle and nephew's words made Fang Xuan look puzzled.

But soon, Fang Xuan was directly grabbed by Uncle Fang's hands and thrown into the rain.

"It is better to suffer more and shed more blood now than to give up your life. Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan was so scared that he was about to run away, Uncle Fang immediately shouted and cursed.

Geniuses have their own path of cultivation, and mediocre people have their own path of cultivation.

As long as you are willing to continue on the road of cultivation, as your cultivation level becomes higher and higher, there will be no distinction between genius and mediocrity.

There is no genius or mediocrity, they are all great and important talents in cultivation!

"Hiss~" Fang Xuan's body trembled, but he still suppressed his fear and stood under the thunderstorm.

Fang Yang stopped practicing and turned around to feed the white-feathered eagle. He wanted to ensure that the white-feathered eagle could fly with him.

Although he was in the rear and was protected by Uncle Qi, his safety was basically intact.

But one more level of life-saving means is not too much.