Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

"She is a kind child." A gentle female voice quietly impressed Feng Wuhen's mind.

The voice was beautiful and sweet, but unfortunately, only Feng Wuhen could hear it.

"The Holy Sea of ​​Sorrow?" Feng Wuhen asked in his mind.

"You want to accept her as a disciple." Female Sadhai said softly.

"Haha." Feng Wuhen laughed dumbly.

The girl beside her is indeed too good to be true, but she is still in her early 20s, and her temperament is refined and her beauty is fully revealed.

Whether it is her talent, strength, or character, she is the best choice.

At the same time, girls also have great plasticity, and Feng Wuhen has indeed developed a love for talents.

The problem is that the girl is a disciple of Yang Qingqing.

As one of the Seven Saints, how could Feng Wuhen steal someone else's apprentice?

There was a hint of smile in Fei Beihai's words: "As long as the Qingshi sect rules allow it, what about the two masters?"

Feng Wuhen: "Yeah"

This is true.

Beihai softened his smile and said softly: "Wuhen, it's not just Aicai."

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen was a little helpless.

All his thoughts were seen by the Holy Saint of the Sea of ​​Sorrow.

Only when he really had the Holy Saint beside him did he realize what kind of demon controller Du Yu was.

People always say that a demon controller and a demon pet should be honest with each other. After all, if one of the parties is a little naughty in their heart, it will be exposed sooner or later.

Having said that, the demon controller does have some private space.

But the Holy Demon Pet is essentially different from ordinary demon pets.

The Holy One is not the one who is deeded, but the deeded one!

Feng Wuhen only felt like a book, which he could read at will.

This is why Feng Wuhen admires Du Yu so much.

Du Yu is surrounded by many saints, and each of them is willing to follow him and live with him through life and death.

Behind this behavior of the saints, it means that Du Yu was inspected time and time again, and was deemed "qualified" time and time again.

"Yes." Feng Wuhen knew that he couldn't hide it, and said with some shame, "Feng, I do envy Qingshi."

The last time we were on this beach, the Qingmen disciples were so thoughtful and respectful of their master, which really made Feng Wuhen envious.

Female Beihai: "You miss him."

Feng Wuhen: "What?"

Female Beihai: "Your closed disciple."

Feng Wuhen: "."

You shouldn't, what you shouldn't continue to think about has been seen by the Holy One.

Decades ago, Feng Wuhen did have a well-behaved and filial apprentice.

However, the world is full of vicissitudes and things are impermanent.

The disciple cannot become a saint, and his body naturally ages with age.

In the end, Feng Wuhen ended up being sent to the black-haired man by the white-haired man.

Fortunately, his apprentice died, and this was one of the few things that Feng Wuhen could comfort himself with.

Female Beihai comforted her softly: "At that time, you were in the critical period of becoming a saint, so you should practice in seclusion. It is really helpless for you to neglect your disciples."

Feng Wuhen sighed deeply and stopped recalling the past: "Holy Saint of the Sea of ​​Sorrow, don't look at it anymore."

Female Beihai said softly: "Wuhen moved Chenxin."

Feng Wuhen opened his mouth, but in the end, he still didn't respond.

In fact, the last time he performed a mission on this beach, he had already moved his mortal heart.

Female Beihai: "How does Wuhen plan to solve it?

Get away from the world and calm down, or get your wish and make up for your shortcomings? "

Feng Wuhen said in a deep voice: "After Feng sent the Saint to the Sea of ​​Sorrow to reunite with his lover, he returned to the realm of Kunlun and devoted himself to practice."

On the side, Li Mengnan looked at Daxia Feng Sheng with some doubts.

Because Feng Wuhen suddenly spoke, it seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

Female Sad Sea: "But I think Wuhen should make up for the regrets in his heart so that the road ahead can be smooth."

Feng Wuhen: "."

Interestingly, Female Beihai and Huangtu Empress are both holy, and their demon controllers also have a hint of "ordinary heart".

But for this mortal heart, Sadhainiao and Huangtu Empress gave completely different solutions!

The Imperial Empress asked Langao to put it down.

The Holy Spirit of the Sea of ​​Sorrow makes Feng Wuhen’s wish come true.

It can be seen that the two sages achieved enlightenment in different ways and dealt with problems in different ways.

So now the question is, will these two solutions lead to the same goal?

Female Sadness: "Do you think you failed to take good care of him and failed to help him during his most critical period and when he needed guidance the most?"

"The Holy Sea of ​​Sorrow." Feng Wuhen suddenly spoke.

Feng Wuhen, who had always been respectful to the female sorrowful sea, rarely interrupted the words of the Holy Saint.

Female Sadhai fell silent.

Feng Wuhen's mind finally fell into silence.

But at this moment, a concerned female voice came from the side: "Senior Feng? Are you okay?"

Feng Wuhen turned his head subconsciously and saw the girl's concerned face.

Feng Wuhen: "."

It really cost me my life!

Female Beihai: "Xiaoyu has helped us so much, how about we help his lover."

Feng Wuhen was startled: "Love?"

"Ha." Female Beihai actually laughed out loud, "Wuhen, Wuhen, you really wasted a hundred and forty years of your life."

Feng Wuhen: "."

In fact, I am one hundred and thirty-nine. I will only be one hundred and four next year.

However, what the Holy Saint of the Sea of ​​Sadness said was right, Feng Wuhen did not observe carefully enough.

When Du Yu and Li Mengnan appeared together, he really only had Du Yu in his eyes.

After all, Du Yu's arrogance is overwhelming, and there are ancient giant beasts entrenched behind him, with cows croaking and lions roaring constantly!

How could Feng Wuhen be able to look away?

Li Mengnan looked at Feng Wuhen curiously. He always felt that his senior was stupid?

The other party talks to himself inexplicably and is in a daze anytime and anywhere!

this.?

The senior should be communicating with the demon pet in his body.

Li Mengnan thought to himself and quickly looked away, fearing that Feng Wuhen would see something in his eyes.

This kind of old monster must be very good at reading people.

Besides, he is still one of the Seven Sages of Great Xia, the kind respected by thousands of people!

It is simply disrespectful to secretly comment on the other person as "stupid".

"Hoo~" A bell flashed, saving Li Mengnan's life.

"Young Master!" Li Mengnan stepped forward with his long legs, and while greeting him, he hid beside Du Yu.

There is no place in this world where you feel more secure than by Du Yu's side.

Yang Qingqing nodded, then looked at Feng Wuhen: "Senior Feng."

Feng Wuhen's condition returned to normal, he nodded and said: "Excuse me, Qingshi, please call out the Sad Sea Bird."

Listening to the words of the Seven Sages of Great Xia, Yang Qingqing was also a little helpless.

There are countless powerful beings from Du Yu's side who respectfully call her "Qingshi".

From the Demon Saint to the Holy Saint, to ancient holy plants, holy weapons, and even twin sacred trees!

Yang Qingqing is almost numb

She seems to be overly lucky to have such a strong disciple?

"Hey~!"

As the woman raised her hand, waves of wind demon breath surged out.

The heroic sea of ​​sorrow spreads its wings and soars into the sky.

The originally calm sea suddenly became violent.

The first time Sadhainiao came out, he was a little stunned.

Of course it knows where it is!

The sea, and it is the special sea area that belongs to it.

When it was the Demon Emperor, it fought with the sky and the sea here day and night.

It was also in this sea area that it was saved by a young human race when it was scarred and on the verge of death.

At that time, it was physically and mentally exhausted and still wanted to die, but was forcefully pulled back by the young man.

The human boy not only saved its body, but also its soul.

Sure enough, there is hope only when you are alive.

The young man found the female Sea of ​​Sorrow for it, found the last tribe member in the world, and completely lit up its destiny.

It was also in this sea area that it accompanied the last tribesmen day and night, stayed and flew together, and finally became a saint.

It's just that Xiong Beihai never thought that sanctification is the beginning of separation.

The lovers went to pursue the path of the great demon and headed towards their own destiny.

And it stayed with the boy, protecting him and waiting for his lover to return him.

so.

Xiong Beihai suddenly turned around and lowered his head to look at the beach.

as expected!

The young master will not bring him here for no reason!

Xiong Beihai's pupils shrank slightly and he saw Feng Wuhen's figure.

She...she's back?

"唳~~~" Xiongbeihai let out a long cry, and the beautiful birdsong pierced the night sky, carrying endless thoughts.

"唳~" Another beautiful luan bird flew out of Feng Wuhen's body.

"Wow!"

"Ouch!" The expressions of Du Yu and Li Mengnan were surprisingly consistent. They both opened their mouths with wonder on their faces.

The Sea of ​​Female Sorrow is so big!

Qingshi's Sea of ​​Sadness is 100 meters in size, which is already huge enough.

But the Holy Sea of ​​Sorrow is actually a thousand meters long!

The pair of slender wings stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, covering up the bright moon in the night sky.

However, such a majestic Luan bird has a long and slender body, showing a graceful figure!

Du Yu was stunned, and so was Xiong Beihai!

This, this, this?

"Hoo~" Endless demonic breath surged.

The female Beihai was indeed gentle. She lost her body of a thousand meters and gradually returned to her original appearance. The beautiful patterned bird's head gently rubbed her lover's cheek.

"唳~"

"Cry~~~" Two huge 100-meter-sized luan birds danced lightly in the air.

From Du Yu's perspective, he saw an unforgettable picture:

Two graceful Luan birds connected end to end, outline a circle in the night sky.

The hollow area in the middle of the circle happens to be a bright moon on the sea.

"This is to make me look beautiful to death." Du Yu muttered in a low voice, looking up at the night sky blankly.

"Yeah." Li Mengnan sighed softly, his eyes blurred.

She held Du Yu's arm and rested her head on his shoulder, quietly looking at the wonders of the demon-controlling world.

Luan birds sing in harmony, their wings lightly dancing.

The two sad seabirds flew to the distant sky, and their figures disappeared into the clouds in the night sky.

"Wow!

"

There were sounds from the beach where waves hit.

Everyone was silent, seeming to be recalling the beautiful scene just now.

After a long time, Feng Wuhen's voice came from the night: "Qingshi."

Yang Qingqing turned to look at Feng Wuhen and said softly: "Senior Feng."

Feng Wuhen: "Female Beihai has finally found the right path. This time she returns, firstly, to reunite with Xiongbeihai, and secondly, she wants to help Xiongbeihai cultivate to become a saint."

Yang Qingqing was delighted: "Good thing."

Feng Wuhen: "The Holy Spirit of Bei Hai said that the destiny of Xiong Bei Sea lies in this sea, so..."

Yang Qingqing understood what the other party meant, and of course she would not stop her pet from growing up.

The woman nodded without hesitation: "I will leave the Male Sea of ​​Sorrow here to accompany the Female Sea of ​​Sorrow."

Feng Wuhen smiled and nodded: "Thank you Qingshi for making it possible."

There is no doubt that Yang Qingqing and her disciples are performing the most dangerous mission in the world.

The absence of a demon saint in her body will definitely have a huge impact on her and the entire team.

Yang Qingqing: "Senior, I'm joking. If the Xiongbei Sea can become a saint, it will be a blessing for us in Great Xia."

"Yes." Feng Wuhen looked solemn, "After Feng came out of seclusion, he also heard that the west of Daxia was not peaceful."

Yang Qingqing nodded and said nothing more.

Li Mengnan secretly glanced at Du Yu. The last bottomless battle was extremely thrilling. Han Shu almost killed him.

In fact, the girl could probably infer from Lin Shiwei's abnormal behavior that Han Shu had already taken Du Yu's life.

Even Chi Zu came out of the mountain, which is enough to show how dangerous the battle in Xiangcha City Bottomless is.

"Don't be sad, child." A soft voice suddenly came from behind Feng Wuhen.

Everyone was surprised and turned their heads to look.

Feng Wuhen also turned around slightly and saw only a slender figure.

"Oh my god," Li Mengnan murmured in a low voice, staring blankly at the woman who suddenly appeared.

The woman was probably in her thirties. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing a delicate and noble face.

She has a tall figure, a graceful figure, and wears a gorgeous dress.

The skirt is actually blue gradually changing to silver-gray from top to bottom?

It’s exactly the same color as the feathers of the seabird!

Especially the silver-gray skirt spread on the beach is like the bright Milky Way in the night sky, twinkling with starlight.

Elegant and elegant, with all kinds of manners.

Is this the holy spirit of the Sea of ​​Sorrow?

Good guy~

Du Yu couldn't help grinning.

The most holy monster images of Celadon, Flowing Fire, and Sea of ​​Sorrow impacted his vision again and again.

I won't comment on the strength of the three for now. Just talking about the "beauty" of the monster, there is absolutely no difference!

Du Yu couldn't tell who ranked first.

But the last one is obvious - Kui Chou!

Of course, Kui Chou is not the "beautiful" type. He is a mighty and reckless man.

"There are so many creatures closely connected with you, following you and accompanying you." The woman looked up at the night sky, "Believe in them and believe in yourself."

Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the layers of clouds and see herself and her lover.

The sea breeze blew gently, and a smile appeared on the woman's face, which was very comfortable.

Finally, she turned to look at Du Yu, her eyes resting on the back of Du Yu's head for a moment: "Everything will go through safely."

Du Yu nodded heavily: "Thank you, Holy Beihai, for your encouragement."

The Holy Sage of the Sea of ​​Sadness smiled and looked at Du Yu with his peacock eyes filled with love.

Then her eyes moved and looked at the girl beside Du Yu.

Li Mengnan's body stiffened.

The Holy One is an existence that cannot be ignored, not to mention that the Holy One in the Sea of ​​Sorrow has a pair of extremely beautiful peacock eyes.

This kind of gaze was fixed on him, making Li Mengnan a little at a loss.

She was in a hurry for a while, but finally she clasped her hands together, bowed and bowed.

The Holy Saint of the Sea of ​​Sorrow: "Specialized in the wind system."

"Ah." Li Mengnan nodded. This was the second time she heard such a question.

The Holy Saint of Beihai turned slightly and looked at Yang Qingqing: "Master Qing."

Okay, another one!

Yang Qingqing responded softly: "The Holy Sea of ​​Sorrow."

Sadhai said softly: "I am the Supreme Saint of the Wind Element, and Wuhen is the Wind Saint of Great Xia. Maybe I can give this child a few pointers."

Li Mengnan's little mouth opened into an "O" shape.

There was no reason for Yang Qingqing to turn away such a huge opportunity for his disciples.

Yang Qingqing smiled and nodded: "It is Mengnan's blessing to be favored by the Holy Saint and the Wind Saint."

Li Mengnan stupidly turned his head and looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu was also a little confused and speechless for a long time.

this?

What does it mean?

Xiao Shiwei just left with the Supreme Saint Chizu, and Xiao Mengnan is going to follow the Supreme Saint Beihai again?

wipe,

Then who will I go with?

Little Fengyang suddenly appeared and whispered: "Follow me~"

Du Yu: "."

"Stupid Duyu, you dislike me!"

"No, no, no! Fen Yang is the best, Fen Yang is the most powerful! Praise the Golden Crow!"

"Hmph~"

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