The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 258 Four Wonders Missing One
"Players don't like Cang?" "The system that hadn't made any noise for a long time suddenly popped up subtitles, and the question asked made Feng Chou stumble and almost fall on the way out of Tianbo Haomiao.

"What are you asking blindly?" Just in case, Feng Choubie disconnected Daoqin from the outside world first, and then spoke with a speechless face: "Have you seen any Xuanzong that I particularly dislike? person?"

"No. "Even if Jin Liuying betrayed Xuanzong, Feng Choubie only rejected him as a traitor. It's hard to say whether he is disliked or not. After all, he has never experienced life in the Taoist realm. More... a player said The reaction that the game plot should have.

The system didn't know whether this attitude was right, so it didn't mention it. It just continued with its previous question: "But player, you refused his offer of money." 』

"Am I poor now?"

"The player's money has exceeded [-]. 』

"Then what necessary plot is this?"

"no. 』

"Is Xuanzong very wealthy?"

"The jade stones used to decorate Cang's body exceed the amount of money the player has. 』

"...Fuck." I understand, even if he has more than [-] yuan, he is still the poorest one. Senior Brother Cang's set of clothes is more expensive than him. As a protagonist, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a poetry number. You don’t have any money yet, that’s too much (ω`)
"Players please don't use bad words. ” The system reminded him seriously, and then continued to ask: “So why did the player reject Cang? "...The money is enough, and it's not necessary, understand?" Fengchou touched his little heart that had been pricked a few times, and didn't want to deal with it anymore: "As a system, are you too nosy?"

"This is curiosity, not gossip. 』

"What are you curious about? This has nothing to do with the mission."

"It has something to do with the physical and mental health of the players. 』

"You said I'm mentally unhealthy?"

"The player has a mental illness. 』

"Can you cure it?"

"..." The system expressed its denial with silence.

Feng Chou looked disgusted: "Then you say a hammer (_)"

So the system that had just gone online was hit, and it went offline silently to learn relevant knowledge.

Feng Chou, who had become clean again, shook his head. He knew that the system was because it was rare to have a mission person to take care of him, so he was a little overly concerned, but there was no need for it: "Which of the missionaries is not sick?" The guy in charge of the ceremony has a little problem.

During the chat, Fengchou unknowingly walked into the wild. Fengchou didn't think about the system's heart-wrenching words just now. He suddenly felt that he was not particularly rich, so he might as well go hunting in the wild. He could not only lose money but also increase his combat power. At worst, the blood will come back later.

After making up his mind, Feng Chou walked around in the wild to see if he could figure out the characters in the plot. However, he was keenly aware of a trace of light sword energy, faintly covered with light clouds, which made him feel inexplicably familiar. .

"This aura...is the Yuntian sword technique?" Feng Chou found the answer from his memory, frowned, and immediately rushed to the location of the sword aura: "It seems that the time has come for Jin Liuying and Zijin Yi to completely break apart. The plot is over, go and take a look at the situation."

Under the suspended bridge, Yin Qiujun and Wen Tiandi were facing each other coldly. The wind was as strong as pine needles biting the bones, but their eyes were as cold as pine needles. The confrontation between the two sides had reached a fever pitch, and they no longer held back when they started to attack.

Yin Qiujun: "Adhere to the way of heaven, transform the two rituals, and the two extreme swords of Yuntian will appear."

Using the double-transformation move, Yin Qiujun transformed into a clone and used the Yuntian sword technique together, like the wind and thunder. The double-edged swords matched tacitly, and the six-character formula worked seamlessly, leaving all natural enemies to find a way out.

Within the sword formation, the natural enemy responded coldly, sometimes calmly and sometimes enthusiastically, looking for flaws in his swordsmanship.

Yin Qiujun left no room, bullied himself forward, asked the natural enemy to use his palm to repel Yin Qiujun. At the same time, he found the sword eye on the clone's body, and immediately accumulated power in his palm.

Yin Qiujun locked on the vitality, and the Yuntian sword technique was fully activated: "The Yuntian extreme blade swept the sky."

Asking the natural enemy responded calmly and waved his palm: "Kill life and destroy the way."

After a battle and a moment of fighting for their lives, the Yuntian Extreme Blade was affected by the freezing air and broke with a crisp sound.

Yin Qiujun was hit, and his lips were suddenly stained with blood. He took a few steps back with the sword in his hand, and felt a chill in his heart: "Knowing the weakest point of Yuntian's sword technique, it seems that the person behind you no longer shows mercy to me."

Asking the natural enemy revealed his identity with one sentence: "The friendship between Jin Liuying and Zijinyi will become a thing of the past after today."

Yin Qiujun clenched his hand and cut off the sword. Without saying a word, he asked his natural enemy to recharge his strength and said coldly: "Zijing Yi, make another move!"

"Humph!"

The extreme blade was broken and Yun Gong was locked. Yin Qiujun saw that the situation was declining, so he took advantage of the situation and changed his strategy, using all the secret methods of Xuanzong to move up and down.

Seeing that the time was right, Wen Tian Enemy used Ye Wu's move to force Yin Qiujun to use his Yuan Shen Tai Chi Seal.

"Yewu Tianhuo."

"The Purple Seal destroys the Yuan."

The two moves collided, but were easily resolved. Yin Qiujun vomited red again, and gradually began to decline. He asked his natural enemy, but had no intention of pursuing the victory. He restrained his Yuan Gong and sighed, seemingly true or false: "Unfortunately, your opponent today is not me."

Just when Yin Qiujun was surprised, several fierce sword auras suddenly appeared from the dark place. His body could not dodge, and he split and disappeared.

The incarnation was destroyed, and Yin Qiujun was severely injured again. The crown of his head was shattered, and his long indigo hair was scattered. At the same time, he was knocked back several steps by the remaining sword energy, and he vomited blood: "Ah!"

Zhaomu Zun held Yunlong Slash and walked out of the darkness: "Yin Qiujun, do you believe in destiny? Destiny says so, you will eventually die in my hands."

"Bah!" The guess came true, and Yin Qiujun felt extremely chilled.

Zhaomu Zun was not affected by it, and pointed the blade at his former best friend: "Even the messengers from heaven can't save you. Ask your natural enemies and leave the rest to me."

It was natural to ask about the natural enemy, so he gave up his position and stepped aside, but his eyes stayed in the distance for a moment, and then he looked back.

Even at the point of death, Yin Qiujun still had his own pride and did not put down his hand to break the sword: "I don't believe in destiny, how about one move?"

Zhaomu Zun did not respond and did not hesitate to take action: "Golden Tai Chi Shadow."

Yin Qiujun scattered the amethyst on his head and shot it at Zhaomu Zun: "The amethyst is gone." Then he was slashed through the body by Yunlong.

Yin Qiujun looked at the blade that penetrated his heart and lungs, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahaha... Destiny is called nature, willfulness is called Tao, the way of heaven is unified, and the hanging bridge is broken!"

The poem stopped, the dragon blade swept, and a sudden sword energy whirled out, directly hitting the Huawai Suspension Bridge. Only a few muffled explosions were heard, and the sky was like a mirror shattering in an instant, and the entire Broken Pole Suspension Bridge collapsed and scattered.

Blood was spilled, and Yin Qiujun could no longer hold on: "Friend... you really... don't understand me..." As soon as he finished speaking, he fell backwards, fell into the dust, and lost all life.

Zhaomu Zun looked at the body of his former best friend with a sad expression: "Zijing Yi, how did you ever understand me? This is the only thing I can do for you..."

After saying that, Zhaomu Zun surrounded Yin Qiujun with clouds and threw him off the cliff. Under the cover of the clouds, he did not see a trace of cold white smoke floating out of the body, carrying a little blue light and flying away.

"Huh?" Wen Tian Enemy faintly noticed the subtle air flow fluctuations. Zhao Muzun looked over and asked, "Ask Natural Enemy, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wen Tian Enemy recovered his thoughts and said with a cold expression, "Let's leave."

Zhaomu Zun had no objection. He looked at the bottom of the cliff before leaving, and then left the place with Wen Tian Enemy.

After confirming that everyone had left, Feng Chou walked out from behind the boulder where he was hiding, holding a light green safety button in his hand. Cold white smoke floated in front of him, and he circled around him first to get what he wanted. After complimenting him, he brought that little blue light into the safety buckle. The safety buckle, which was originally made of ordinary material, suddenly glowed with jade light and felt much smoother.

"It is said that jade nourishes people, but now it is people who nourish jade." Fengchou stopped his hand for a moment, rubbed the Ping An buckle that felt slightly cool to the touch, and felt the soul power slowly flowing inside. He did not look at the bottom of the cliff, but Walking towards Biechouju: "Since the plot has been triggered, we can't fight in the wild. Let's talk about it when we get back."

Don't worry about where you live.

When Feng Chou came back, the girl was chatting with a few villagers. What she held in her hand was not a test paper, but a lot of snacks. Seeing that she was living happily and didn't seem uncomfortable at all, Feng Chou said I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth a few times.

"Oh, Doctor Feng is back."

"Doctor Feng looks very haggard. Is he injured again?"

"Doctor Feng has been injured a lot recently. Jianghu is indeed very dangerous."

……

Feng Chou's mouth twitched again when he heard this: Even the NPC has to mention the fact that he has been injured many times, and the system says you are not gossip (_)
System: Studying seriously.JPG
Of course, this was considered a kind gesture. Feng Chou agreed with a smile, and then sent away the villagers who were reluctant to leave and wanted to continue chatting with the girl. The girl looked at him with a smile and gave him a handful of snacks. . "You call this social fear?" Feng Chou took the snack and was speechless. The girl said confidently: "They are not real people, so what's the reason for social fear." "...Okay, as long as you are happy. "

Fengchou didn't bother to argue with her on this matter, and walked straight into the house. The girl closed the door smoothly and followed behind with snacks in her hands. When she saw him sitting down at the table, she took out a safety button from her sleeve and immediately reacted. He came over, then sat aside obediently, eating snacks and saying nothing.

Feng Chou stared blankly at the Ping An button in his hand for a while, played with it briefly, then took off the Dao Qin and called out softly: "Master."

The sound of the piano was ringing, and Dao Wuyu's concentrated soul appeared above the Dao Qin. Just when he was about to ask, his eyes fell on the safety button in his hand, and he was a little surprised: "Is this... a redbud coat?"

Feng Chou nodded, looked at the safety button in his hand and hesitated for a moment, then said with a sad expression: "The one who did it was...Senior Brother Jin."

"..." When Dao Wuyu heard this, he didn't speak immediately, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He glanced at the soul stored in the safety buckle, lowered his eyes, and sighed softly: "What are you going to do?"

"I, I want to take care of Senior Brother Zi's soul first, and then return it to his body after everything gets better, but..." Feng Chou looked up and looked into Taoist Master's eyes with unknown emotions, and immediately returned to his body. He lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes, looking a little uneasy: "I want to know more about Master's plan."

Dao Wuyu looked at the little apprentice who was cautious in front of him for fear of making him angry, and almost sighed and said: "Chou farewell, what are you afraid of? Is it possible that my master has such a terrifying face that he scares you like this? ?"

"Of course not!" Feng Chou was so shocked by these words that he stood up from the table. He almost lost his grip on the safety buckle in his hand and shook his head repeatedly: "I just, just..." It was just something, but he couldn't say it. The green brows and eyes added a bit of depression.

"No matter what I have done, I was once a disciple of Xuanzong. Since you have a plan, go ahead and do it according to your ideas."

Dao Wuyu knew what the other party was worried about and what he was worried about, but he was not the character to be angry with his disciples. When he was betrayed, his first reaction was to reflect and think about whether he had not done what an elder should do. As a result, the three disciples all went astray and made big mistakes.

"But, but..." Feng Chou was hesitant again, hesitating and not knowing how to speak. Finally, he gritted his teeth and told the reason for his hesitation: "What if Senior Brother Zi regains consciousness and doesn't want to What should I do if I help him? After all, Senior Brother Zi died voluntarily in the hands of Senior Brother Jin."

When Dao Wuyu heard this, he understood what Feng Chou was worried about, and at the same time he could understand it. Then he touched the top of his hair from afar and comforted him softly: "It doesn't matter. Master will help persuade him when the time comes. Just do it.”

After getting the words he wanted, Feng Chou curled his lips slightly, then immediately covered it up, raised his head, and happily rubbed the palm that could not be touched: "Thank you, Master (*￣︶￣)"

The girl who saw the subtle change from the side said: ...Suddenly I felt that the evaluation the system helped me find was quite right.

"Do you want to talk to Senior Brother Cang?" After a few moments, Feng Chou asked again. Dao Wuyu looked at his too pale face and felt a little distressed when he thought of the pain he looked like during the power riot yesterday. He suggested: "Don't worry, just make your own plans, but you'd better rest first before going. Your injuries haven't healed yet."

"Oh..." Fengchou glanced at his full blood volume. He wanted to say that he was fine, but if Dao Wuyu wanted to help him heal his injuries after hearing this... he subconsciously touched his chest and nodded obediently: "OK."

Seeing that the conversation was over, the girl had just finished the snacks in her hand. Seeing that it was noon, she took the initiative to walk to the kitchen: "Brother, I'm going to cook. Do you want to take a refreshment?"

Feng Chou refused: "No, I'm in good health."

The girl asked no more questions and left quickly.

Dao Wuyu looked at the girl's leaving back, and recalled Fengchou's unconcealed conversation with him just now, and realized that the girl could actually see him. Thinking about it, although the girl appeared to be no different from ordinary people, in fact It is also a soul body, and it is still made of Fengchou's other flesh and blood... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

I can see him, but I have never shown any intimacy to him, as if I have drawn a clear line, and I don't want to be tainted with any interpersonal relationships that belong to Feng Chou. I am like a bystander, watching Feng Chou's farewell with no joy. Others were talking and going back and forth, as silent as a shadow, only showing some vitality in front of Feng Chou.

If the system knows what Dao Wuyu is thinking, it will explain that this is a normal reaction, just like watching the players in this week play the game after finishing the last week. It has nothing to do with it in the first place, and there is no need to do extra things. .

Feng Chou put away the safety buckle when he heard a sigh. He looked up and saw Dao Wuyu looking at the girl, a little confused: "Master, is there something wrong?" Dao Wuyu should have heard Qiu Yu's explanation. , I will no longer doubt that the girl is.

"No, it's just...since she knows her true origin, why does she still act like it has nothing to do with her?" Dao Wuyu felt that if he had any questions, it would be better to ask him directly.

"Because she, like her disciple, regards herself as an independent individual. Even if she has the same flesh and blood, it doesn't mean anything. There is no need to change anything for this." Feng Chou gave the explanation without changing his expression. Showing his guilty conscience, he saw Dao Wuyu thoughtfully and joked: "Master is so concerned, which makes me a little jealous."

"Master is so worried, which makes me a little jealous."

Similar words suddenly echoed in his ears, like bubbles floating on the surface of the water. Without waiting for his reaction, they disappeared in an instant, leaving no traces to follow.

Dao Wuyu was slightly stunned, but it didn't show on his face. He also joked: "If you don't think that you are a teacher who favors one over the other, why don't you copy more Taoist scriptures and feel my care?"

"...I was wrong, Master_(:3⌒)_" Feng Chou immediately gave up and ran away: "I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Dao Wuyu looked at the same escaping gesture and remembered Fengchou's other explanation just now. Another smiling face of a young man appeared in front of his eyes. His eyes darkened and he murmured to himself: "An independent individual...?"

After lunch, Feng Chou sat under the big tree in the courtyard, basking in the sun, closing his eyes and concentrating. The girl leaned next to him, took out the unfinished paper, and continued to write hard. She had to finish it before going back. I cram all the knowledge back in order to avoid being discovered by the teacher and calling the parents over.

After resting for a while, Feng Chou packed up his things and planned to go to Tianbo Haomiao. The girl looked at him eagerly with an expectant look in her eyes: "Big brother~"

Fengchou didn't know that she wanted to go see Cang, so he deliberately left the pot unopened and said: "Your painting is still at Senior Brother Cang's place." As expected, the girl's face darkened for a moment, and then she said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, Cang and Xianshou don't hate my paintings, so I don't feel guilty." She couldn't miss the opportunity to get along with Senior Brother Cang because of this, hehehe (~)
Feng Chou could naturally guess what she was thinking, and was immediately speechless. However, he did not express his inner complaints. He picked up the girl who consciously held her collar close to her, and drove towards the vast sky in a flash of light.

I don't know if it was necessary for the plot, but by the time they arrived at Tianbo Haomiao, the sky had already darkened. When Feng Chou saw signs of the barrier opening, he knew that someone had already arrived at Tianbo Haomiao before him to inform Yin Qiujun of his death.

The two stopped at the entrance, looked at each other, and saw in each other's eyes that they wanted to go in, so they walked in along the formation without stopping.

At this time, Cang had discovered that the life star belonging to Zijinyi had fallen from the sky. Before he could figure out the reason, Cuishanxing, who had just returned from outside, led Saloman in front of him, and Saloman went straight to the point and said: "Xian Shou I have always been prophetic, and I will definitely know why Saloman came."

Cang thought of the celestial phenomenon he had just observed, and had a vague guess: "Yin Qiujun's star has fallen, has something unexpected happened to him?"

"Yes." Saloman's beautiful face hidden under the veil showed sadness.

"Where is the murderer?"

"It's Zhao Muzun, does Xian Shou have any ideas?"

"Hmm..." Cang was slightly surprised when he heard this name. After all, in his impression, Jin Liuying and Zijinyi had always been good friends. The friendship between the two was so deep that they could betray Xuanzong together. Didn't you expect that they would also fight among themselves and turn against each other?

Though he was thinking a lot, his expression remained as calm as water: "Frankly speaking, why did you come to me?"

"Yin Qiujun is my... friend." When Saloman said this, he paused unconsciously, and then continued: "I have detected Zhaomu Zun's future actions. If Xianshou is interested in listening, please Let me pay for it with a cup of good tea!"

Cang nodded slightly and raised his hand to signal: "Please sit down."

After a cup of tea, the conversation between the two ended. Saloman said goodbye and left. Fengchoubie and the girl also happened to arrive. The two sides looked at each other and saluted each other. Fengchoubie and the girl continued to walk inside. Saloman looked at Looking at the two people's backs, he took out the crystal ball if he knew it, and was shocked by the result: two people with no future...are they variables?
Feng Chou took the girl to the interior of Tianbo Haomiao, and heard a heavy and downbeat sound of the piano coming from the seaside pavilion. He felt extremely sad, so he corrected his attitude, walked into the pavilion, and first said hello to Cuishanxing. : "Senior Brother Cui, you are back."

The girl bowed solemnly: "I have met two Taoist priests."

Cui Shanxing nodded in return and said with a gentle smile: "I have prepared some refreshments, Miss Li, do you want to try them?" The girl knew that this meant that Feng Chou and Cang could talk alone, so she naturally had no objections and responded with a polite smile. Got off, then followed Cuishanxing and left the pavilion.

When only he and Empress Cang were left in the pavilion, Feng Chou adjusted his emotions. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Cang say first: "Zijingyi, that is Yin Qiujun, he died."

Feng Chou couldn't help but be stunned: "Ah?! Senior brother, you already know?"

When Cang heard Feng Chou's farewell tone, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Chou farewell, have you seen it?"

"Hmm..." Fengchou nodded, looking at the waves lapping on the shore in the distance under the cold moonlight, his eyebrows gradually dyed with a gloomy color: "I just don't understand why it is Senior Brother Jin, he Senior Brother Zi and I were friends who trusted each other when we were in the Tao Realm. This trust even excludes other people, including...including me. In fact, I have always understood that Senior Brother Jin does not have much trust in me."

The only time I can truly trust Shaobai is when I'm drunk.

Looking at the young man who unconsciously looked disappointed, Cang was silent for a moment, picked up a cup of hot tea, stood up and sat down next to him, handed it to him, and said softly: "People change." I don't know if he was trying to comfort him. , or talk to yourself and listen.

"But senior brother, this change is so big that it makes me feel strange." Feng Chou held the hot tea in his hands and smelled the bitter fragrance of the tea. Even his smile became a little bitter: "Senior Brother Zi can actually survive. He was so smart that it was impossible not to leave a way out for himself, but the moment Senior Brother Jin appeared, he gave up...Senior Brother Jin must have understood this in his heart, but he still did it."

"Farewell..."

"Senior Brother Cang." Feng Chou raised his head and put a smile on his face, but it was full of sadness and helplessness: "I really mean it..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was choked up and couldn't say any more, so he wiped his face. Simply don't say anything: "Actually, Senior Brother Cang feels bad too. I can't just confide in Senior Brother Cang. I'm not a child anymore."

After saying that, he shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, intending to lighten the atmosphere.

"It's okay." Cang lowered his eyes, still looking calm and calm, quietly tightened his fingertips holding the teacup, and asked softly: "Are you feeling better now?"

"It's better, after all..." Fengchou smiled sheepishly, but his expression was a little sad: "The one who really feels bad is probably Senior Brother Zi... huh?"

The top of her hair was slightly heavy. Cang raised her hand and stroked it. She felt the young man's subconscious nudge. Her expression softened unconsciously, and her voice was as calm as ever: "Come here and look at the sea with me."

"...Okay." Fengchou had no objection to this. He put down his tea cup and once again focused his gaze on the sea in the distance. The sparkling waves and vast blue waves were a rare beauty. The dull feeling in his heart was dissipated. After a while, his expression couldn't help but relax.

Cang Jing sat beside Feng Chou, listening to the sound of the blowing wind mixed with the sound of waves lapping on the shore. She raised her eyes slightly, looked at the young man's peaceful and peaceful features, and sighed secretly in her heart.

The girl eating snacks on the other side looked at this scene, frowning slightly, and there was some confusion in her eyes: Is it an illusion?Why do you feel...something is weird?

　Small correction, I had a seizure last night and I didn’t write it well_(:3⌒)_
　　
　
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