This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

Come back, Pei Qianyue has many chances to guess the identity.

What Fengci does not understand is, if he really guessed it, why is this attitude?

But... Feng Ciqi didn't know what attitude Pei Qianyue should have.

With the cold and self-controlled temperament of the Lord of the City, it should not be possible to be clingy like when you are unconscious, but even if you pretend, you should pretend to be more respectful, right?

It is not like now, when I am inexplicably accepted as an apprentice.

Where does this look like?

Then... should I take the initiative to identify myself?

Before these things happened, Feng Ci also found a time to be honest with Pei Qianyue. There was a three-day agreement with Xiao, and now two days have passed. When returning to Langfeng City, Xiao will most likely tell Pei Qianyue everything.

At that time, Pei Qianyue will know even if she doesn't say it.

Feng Ci said this, looking up at Pei Qianyue.

Pei Qianyue was still standing behind him, this day, Feng Ci felt that Pei Qianyue was not as cold-hearted as the outside world had heard. On the contrary, he has his own small temper, likes to play with his temper, and also has a very cute face.

But what happens when you know the true identity of Fengci?

…maybe angry.

I said that I hate being lied to.

The wind speech seems to have deceived many times, starting three thousand years ago, it has been deceiving.

Here, Feng Ci felt a sense of nostalgia and timidity in his heart, opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

It seems that because she hadn't spoken for a long time, Pei Qianyue turned around and said, "Everything you know has been said, and you have to go back to Langfeng City."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the voice is flat and much colder.

"Hey, wait!" Feng Ci quickly got up from the pool and stretched out his sleeves.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the sky. Feng Ci looked up and saw that it was a wooden bird.

It is a flying kite used for communication in the cultivation world.

The wooden bird fell in front of Pei Qianyue, Pei Qianyue stretched out his hand, and the bird stopped on his finger.

Then the bird raised her head and opened her mouth, and a familiar voice came out.

"—Where did your mother go, Pei Qianyue, something big happened!!"

It was Yu Chichu's voice.

The roar was so loud that even Pei Qianyue frowned and took his hand away.

Yu Chichu's voice continued from the news flying kite: "The whole comprehension world knows about the **** you did in Yagu last night, the little fox of Wen Huaiyu and the old fox of Chengchao joined forces , I have already sent a message to the various factions of the Xianmeng, saying that they will join forces with each faction to go to Langfeng City to ask you for an explanation! If it is not good, you can hide yourself!"

The tone of voice is a long string, and the breath is not changed, and the wind speech is a little out of breath.

"What is Qingjingzong..." Feng Ci just opened his mouth, but the bird spoke again.

"Well, our Wanfa Pavilion is not involved. If you want to settle accounts after the fall, don't ask our Wanfa Pavilion. Also, if you lose, I will sell it to you every time I release a new product. For Langfeng City's sake, don't tell them that I was the one who tipped you off, I'm still a mess, if you—"

Before finishing speaking, Pei Qianyue held the flying kite into pieces.

Words: "…"

Good, expensive, good.

Pei Qianyue didn't speak, and Feng Ci didn't speak, but after waiting for a while, Pei Qianyue didn't speak.

Fengci asked: "You... what do you do now?"

"You ask me?" Pei Qianyue asked rhetorically.

"Who else can you ask if you don't ask?" Feng Ci blinked, somewhat inexplicable, but still patiently said, "If Qingjingzong and Lingxiaomen join forces with various sects to go to Langfeng City, Langfeng City may not be able to withstand it. Our goal is you, and you should not send the elders and disciples, otherwise you will be Pavilion Master Yuchi, and don't go back for the time being."

Pei Qianyue: "I avoid seeing it, can things be resolved?"

Words: "This..."

That's what I said, but isn't Pei Qianyue going back now?

"Since you have nothing to do, you don't need to say more." Pei Qianyue turned around, his voice was cold, "Go back to the mountain."

After finishing speaking, Yu Jian left the cold pool without waiting for Feng Ci to react.

Words: "…"

Familiar and angry, he ran away with his sword.

Why are you angry again!

***

Feng Ci followed Pei Qianyue back to Langfeng City.

But Pei Qianyue didn't mean to wait at all, and he disappeared when he returned to the mountain. Feng Ci searched around the pie and couldn't find anyone. And most of it is because the news that the Xianmeng wants to pay Langfeng City has passed, and Langfeng City is now heavily guarded, and there are people blocking Fengci wherever he goes.

There is no other way, only to go back to Weiwei, where no one will stop it...Outer Sect Disciple Courtyard.

Compared to the heavily guarded outside, the Outer Sect Disciple Court was very noisy.

Feng Ci was almost hit head-on by the door. Consciousness turned sideways, the man did not stand firm and fell out, and fell out of the spiritual stone magic weapon in his arms.

The man was in a hurry to clean up, Feng Ci bent down and looked: "Ready to run?"

Fang is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, blushing, and annoyed: "I don't want to run, I just tidy up just in case..." He looked up and saw Feng Ci's face clearly , "Lu Jingming? Why are you back?!"

Feng Ci stood up straight: "Why can't I come back?"

"I thought you, you... didn't you disappear with the city lord?"

The news spread quickly, and it seems that Langfengcheng also knows about Yagu.

Words: "Of course."

"That's great!" He put the things in his arms, "Then why am I running, no, I don't want to run. Come, I'll take you to see Senior Brother Cheng."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the wind and walked inside.

Cheng Bo didn't go anywhere else, just in the utility room at the outer door. However, where cleaning utensils were piled up in the past, the utensils were all swept aside, and the Immortal Pai Sword was neatly placed on the table.

Cheng Bo was standing at the table with the door behind his back and was picking.

"Senior Brother Cheng, look who's back!"

Cheng Bo didn't look back, scolding: "I don't care who comes back, I already said it, you have to stay with me when you leave, don't come here!"

Junior: "…"

"I said no—" Cheng Bo's voice was sluggish, and he turned back, "You, you—"

Feng Ci smiled in his eyes like a ghost, and then lowered his head to look at the weapons on the table: "There are so many swords, not bad, Brother Cheng."

Langfeng City will not equip outer disciples with special swords, they can only buy them by themselves. Although most of the swords on the table are of the middle grade, the monthly salary of the outer disciples is low, so it is not easy to save so much.

Feng Ci reached out and was slapped away.

"What are you doing, don't move." Cheng Bo still had no good attitude, "Why are you back?"

This is the problem.

Jiewaimen disciple, is it strange to go back to the disciple’s courtyard?

Cheng Bo seemed to have arrived, and instructed the boy at the door: "Go out and close the door."

The young man left as he said, and Cheng Bo said in a low voice: "So, the city lord is back?"

Inspiration: "It should be."

"Should?"

"Flying too fast, I didn't catch up." Feng Ciru said, "But before I left, I said that I wanted to go back to the mountain, and most of them had already come back by now."

"That's good, that's good..." Cheng Bo muttered to himself, and then cursed in a low voice, "I said that the city lord can't ignore Langfeng City, that group The **** escaped before the Immortal League came up, idiots!"

Wind Ci found it interesting: "Everyone is packing up and preparing to escape, but Senior Brother Cheng is picking up a weapon here. Why, Senior Brother Cheng is coexisting and dying with Langfeng City?"

Cheng Bo looked away and stuck his neck: "What nonsense, I'm just not a deserter!"

Fengci lengthened her voice "Oh".

Cheng Bo ignored it, lowered his head and continued to choose a matching sword.

Feng Ci smiled and asked: "You have nothing to ask me? For example, what happened in Yagu, and what happened to the city owner?"

"Senior Brother Lin said that the city lord suddenly went mad and injured a lot of people, and some people said that it was the real murderer who massacred Xianmen recently." Cheng Bo took out the immortal sword, and the sword light printed a light and shadow on his face, " I don't believe a word."

Wind: "Why?"

Cheng Bo said: "The city lord has a weird temperament, and many people are afraid, but since he came to Langfeng City, he has never done anything that can't afford Langfeng City or the cultivation world. Koo, killing fellow comrades... it's all bullshit."

"My long-cherished wish since I was a child was to worship Langfeng City, but unfortunately my qualifications are not enough. After working in this outer door for so long, I still failed to pass the assessment. Wind City disciple."

Cheng Bo slammed the sword into the sheath: "Even if only I stay, I will not abandon the division."

Feng Ci quietly watched the action.

Cheng Bo is a very stubborn person. This young man believes that Fengci has passed through the back door to Langfeng City, so he is strict and hostile everywhere. He may not see that Pei Qianyue Fengci has preferential treatment, and he may not know that, if he is more tactful, try to please Fengci, maybe he can let Fengci Gang say something nice.

No.

Still my own, stubborn.

But such a person, when he believes and is willing to follow someone, is also extremely loyal and firm.

It is much better than those sanctimonious cultivation wizards.

"Hey, Senior Brother Cheng." Feng Ci shouted.

Cheng Bo turned back and saw something thrown at him, and consciously reached out to catch it: "Your mother—"

The words were not scolded and stopped again.

Feng Ci threw a sword. The silver sword body has not been sheathed yet, but one can feel the abundant spiritual power contained in it.

This is a top grade fairy sword.

Cheng Bo murmured: "You..."

"The ones we gave me before I went to Yagu this time are not particularly high-quality, but they should be much better than yours." Feng Ci had already walked to the door and waved his hand lazily. , "Don't thank me too much, if you really thank me, don't let people wake me up early in the morning, I really can't get up."

After speaking, push the door and go out.

Cheng Bo's voice came out of the door in a hurry after a while: "That's to get you up to work and practice, how did such a lazy city master like you!"

Feng Ci smiled, shook her head and left.

The sword wind has been used, and the sword intent remains.

If Cheng Bo could comprehend the sword intent, he might have an unpredictable breakthrough.

However, it depends on chance.

***

I couldn't find Pei Qianyue, and Feng Ci could go anywhere, so I went back to the house and fell asleep. I slept for a long time this time, but I didn't sleep very well. During the half-dreams and half-awakes, it was all that little snake cub.

I don't know how long it has passed, and Feng Ci suddenly saw a very slight sound, like the sound of something breaking.

The wind opened his eyes.

Above the sky, sword shadows came from all directions, passing over their heads, leaving a faint shadow.

"What's the matter, isn't there a forbidden space, why is it broken!"

"The forbidden space can only be opened from the inside, is there a spy in the faction?!"

Everyone was chattering and clamoring.

In the daytime, more than ten sects headed by Qingjingzong Lingxiaomen sent letters asking Pei Qianyue to come forward within three days and explain to everyone what happened in Yagu.

Said that after receiving the letter, City Lord Pei tore up the letter without looking at it, and let the Xianmeng ask for it, and Langfeng City would accompany him to the end.

The little disciple was so frightened that he trembled as he spoke: "Didn't I promise to wait for three days, why is it coming now, I haven't had time to reach the mountain..."

The words were silent.

Six Gates don't want any explanations, but the secrets in Pei Qianyue's hands. They are worried that things will change, so naturally they don't dare to wait.

But... it's too fast.

Ya Gu has now served, but a day and a half have passed. In such a short period of time, they assembled the major sects, formed a rebel army, and attacked Langfeng City.

Being so organized and well-trained, preparation is not something that can be done overnight.

I am afraid that it was planned a long time ago, and I only lack a name to be a teacher.

The person that Pei Qianyue killed in Yagu became a good excuse.

Feng Ci's eyes sank a little, then turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Everyone in the disciple's courtyard was in danger, and no one noticed when the boy left.

***

At this time, Langfeng City was in chaos.

After the forbidden air circle is broken, the rebels can directly control the sword and fall into the faction. Feng Ci went from the back mountain to the front mountain, and there were disciples of various sects appearing in the sword shadows, fighting marks left by various instruments, and injured disciples.

On the mountain road, a teenager in his teens smacked his palm in the chest and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

In front of him, Jianxiu in black stood with his sword in hand, his eyes full of contempt: "The disciples of Langfeng City are just like this.

The boy's sword fell beside him, his hand was on his chest, and he was still reaching out to retrieve the sword.

The swordsman in black walked over with a happy smile on his face, and raised his sword.

It stopped.

Looking back, someone caught the edge of the sword with two fingers. Fang Mingming didn't use any spiritual power, but he still couldn't move, and the light on the fairy sword gradually dimmed.

The handsome young man smiled lightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "When you reach your age, the swordsmanship may be worse than yours. Bullying a child is boring, right?"

The swordsman in black asked: "Who are you?!"

"You are nothing but a disciple of Langfeng City."

The branches of fine snow scattered, fluttering, and fell into the bottomless valley behind.

Feng Ci Zhao walked over.

You must die today! You Langfeng City are finished!"

Wind Words stop.

"Oh, in Linxiantai." Feng Ci said, "Thank you."

Afterwards, he raised his hand and tapped the sword Xiu's neck lightly.

He threw the person to the inside of the mountain road, bent down, and picked up the sword that the boy had dropped on the ground.

"For sword cultivators, the sword is more important than life." Feng Ci handed over the matching sword, "Take it, don't drop it again."

***

Feng Ci walked out of the teleportation circle.

The seriously injured disciple fell beside him, and on the white jade steps, dazzling bright red slowly flowed.

Fengci looked up and saw more than ten monks standing against the wind on the Xiantai. In the center, a golden circle was running, the wind was wild, and the light was radiant.

Golden chains rose from the ground and locked the limbs and throats respectively, and there were two others that went straight through the back.

Pei Qianyue frowned, and blood lines slowly slipped from his lips.

"Pei Qianyue, haven't you tasted the taste of this demon-prisoner rune formation?" Cheng Chao held the whisk in his hand, Zhang Jinjin in his left hand, and with a little force, the chains in the formation suddenly snapped. Tighten, "Jie animal monsters, and also cultivate the true inheritance of Qianqiu Patriarch, hand over the solution of Lingwu Mountain's magic array, I will give you a happy!"

Pei Qianyue's voice was hoarse: "...you're off."

Cheng Chao: "You are courting death—"

"Elder Chengchao." Wen Huaiyu stood beside him holding a qin and reminded me, "You promised me."

"I know." A smile appeared on Chengchao's old face, illuminated by the golden light of the magic circle, but he seemed rather sinister, "I don't kill, but I can let ... live, not , such as, death."

Cheng Chao squeezed the talisman paper tightly, chanted a spell in his mouth, and was about to activate the formation, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Stop."

The voice was very soft, but it reached everyone's ears accurately and by mistake.

Everyone turned around, and a young man appeared on the white jade steps.

The boy is still very young, his eyes are bright and his outline is soft. Anyone who sees him will think that this is just a gentle and harmful boy. But at this moment, facing the eyes of everyone, slowly set foot on the white jade stone steps.

It made everyone present feel a cold fear in their hearts.

No one moved.

No, no one dares to move.

The astonishing spiritual coercion descended into the air, quietly enveloped the entire Linxiantai, and the pressure was almost breathless.

It is anger.

"Do you know the origin of this demon prisoner rune formation?" Feng Ci's expression was calm and his voice was light, but every word was extremely clear, "When the demons tore a tear in the human world, Inducing the devil's breath to pour in backwards, counting the demons touched by the souls. People can't bear to hurt their classmates and friends who have transformed into demons, so they created this prisoner of demons, called prisoners, for protection."

While speaking, Feng Ci has already walked to Lin Sendai.

I raised my eyelids and looked at Chengchao: "How dare you—"

Thousands of silver threads turned into sharp knives, stabbing at the boy.

It didn't come across at all.

The silver wire stopped abruptly when it was less than half a foot away from Fengci, and the end of the spiritual light attached to the magic weapon began to slowly fade away. Then, the magic weapon seemed to be sandy, and it turned into small pieces. The fragments were scattered by the wind.

"Lu, Jing, Ming!" Cheng Chao shouted, his eyes splitting, "No, no, who are you?!"

Feng Ci didn't answer, he directly crossed Cheng Chao, walked to the front of the formation, raised his hand and patted it lightly.

The golden circle shattered.

Cheng Chao's hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Who are you?!"

"Who are you asking me?"

Feng Ci walked to the cold plum tree and finally looked back.

Feng Ci smiled, and the smile was bright and moving, but it was also cold to the bones: "Seat—"

He raised his hand to break the budding cold plum, turned his wrist, and the rolling spiritual power poured out—

"A thousand years."

In an instant, a golden light that was a hundred times purer than the magic circle rose on Linxiantai, and the outpouring of spiritual light shot straight into the sky like a whirlpool. The young man stood in the depths of this spiritual vortex, holding Hanmei and waving gently.

The sword light shook the sky.

This sword light illuminated the entire Linxiantai, and also overthrew the more than ten monks on Linxiantai, rolling down the white jade stone steps in confusion.

Except individuals.

Inheritance.

The golden sword energy penetrated through his chest, his eyes widened, and blood suddenly began to ooze from all over his body.

This is the first time in this life that I have seen the revered Qianqiu Patriarch, and it is also the next time.

Cheng fell backwards towards the figure, fell straight, and fell to Sendai.

"That sword energy is—"

"Qianqiu Patriarch... That is Qianqiu Patriarch's sword energy!"

The light and hustle and bustle slowly dissipated, surprise, fear, joy, and several voices came from Sendai. Feng Ci just turned his head and looked at the figure in the black robe not far away.

Pei Qianyue kept his original posture, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Feng Ci closed his eyes, as if he was using this action to suppress some emotions.

"Get up." Say, "Stop pretending."

The response was a very low, very light laugh.

Pei Qianyue slowly got up, and at the moment of getting up, a huge navy blue magic circle appeared over Langfeng City.

The light of spiritual power fell like a torrential rain, and in an instant, everyone seemed to be exhausted, and the magic weapon in their hands fell to the ground.

It seems that all beings are bowing to Feng Ci.

Between the heavens and the earth, the only one above Sendai is not affected by the magic circle.

Pei Qianyue walked towards Fengci, walking very slowly, step by step, walking in front of Fengci's gaze, and landed on one knee.

Pei Qianyue lowered his head, his voice was softer and more pious: "Congratulations to the master...the return of the world."

Feng Ci looked at him coldly.

For a long time, Youyou said, "You really can't break the prison demon rune?"

If it was a magic circle made in the heyday of Fengci, Pei Qianyue might be helpless. But it wasn't until the moment when the magic circle was broken that he realized that Chengchao's spiritual power was only above the middle, and he was very different from Pei Qianyue.

If she resists, Fang won't even have a chance to be imprisoned.

Fengci asked softly, "Are you waiting for me?"

"If I don't do it, you will die?"

The blood dripped from the side of the face, dyeing the white plums on the branches red.

But Pei Qianyue still smiled, his voice was very soft, and it seemed a little pleasant to go up: "Master is reluctant."

Feng Ci's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Afterwards, she suddenly laughed.

Just leaned over with a smile and said in Pei Qianyue's ear, "Pei Qianyue, you really are a lunatic."