Chapter 289 Farewell
"Wait! Are you really going to leave here?"

"Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive if you betray the Demon Palace if you are caught?"

After quickly following Yan Ruyu and stopping her, Fenghun said with serious eyes.

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Yan Ruyu turned her head away, and did not answer Fenghun's words. Obviously, she knew better than anyone else the punishment of the Demon Palace.

"Zi Yan only said that because she was afraid that you would hurt me again!"

Seeing that Yan Ruyu ignored him, Feng Hun tried to persuade Yan Ruyu.

"Forgive her!"

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"Stay here, it's safer than anywhere else!"

Feng Hun walked up to Yan Ruyu slowly, looked at the latter, and after a few seconds, Feng Hun said seriously.

With her current semi-immortal strength, if she is found by the Demon Palace, there is no possibility of escaping. If she stays with her at Xuanyuan's house, she may be able to help her break through the immortal rank in a short time, and when the Demon Palace attacks again It also has the ability to protect itself.

Thinking of this, Fenghun looked at Yan Ruyu, she seemed to see some hesitation and struggle in her eyes, after sighing, Fenghun said lightly: "Okay! Since this is your choice, then I won't force others to make things difficult, I must Be very careful of the Demon Palace, if you have a chance to escape, come to Xuanyuan's house and look for me!"

"Ok!"

Yan Ruyu nodded and stopped talking.

"Perhaps this Wangyou flower can help you a little bit, so you can keep it!"

Seeing that Yan Ruyu had already made up his mind, Feng Hun could only shake his head helplessly, and the next moment he did not know where to call out a strange flower of five colors.

Wangyouhua can store people's emotions in it. If it is cultivated with tears, it can seal all its emotions. It is not easy to produce Wangyouhua. It takes a pair of lovers' sad tears to have a chance to cultivate successfully. (Here, Wangyouhua was produced in the back mountain of the Nuwa family, due to the wind and Xiaoli, and the production of Liuli)
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When she set her eyes on this beautiful flower, Yan Ruyu's eyes were slightly moved, and then she tentatively touched it with her hands.

For some reason, at this moment, Yan Ruyu felt an inexplicable sense of sadness welling up in her heart. This feeling seemed familiar, like meeting her in a dream.

When Yan Ruyu touched the Wangyoucao, most of the memories suddenly appeared in her mind, and those memory fragments seemed to break through the shackles, spreading wantonly in her mind.

"I didn't expect someone in the world to be able to play such a beautiful piece of music!"

"Hey! Is that why you are so elegant? Come to this kind of place to play your piano for these birds and beasts!"

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"Thank you! Girl!"

"The melody was born out of a feeling. Seeing this beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but play a piece of music! But I never thought that I would call a hundred beasts to watch!"

"Compared to my temperament, such a spectacular sight is even more shocking!"

"Compared to it, this skill is eclipsed!"

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"You are so humble!"

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"It's getting late, I have to go!"

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"Can I still come to listen to you play in the future?"

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"If there is a chance, see you again! The girl bids farewell!"

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"What an interesting man!"

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"Do you really want it?"

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"Sorry, it means a lot to me!"

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"I see……"

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"Have you ever loved me?"

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"Loved!"

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In the memory, the woman showed a smile, and then her body gradually dissipated...

Until the end, it turned into a multicolored divine stone.

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"what happened?"

A word suddenly brought Yan Ruyu back to reality, and looked at Fenghun again, Yan Ruyu's eyes suddenly moved again.

"I'm fine!"

"I will be careful of the Demon Palace, farewell!"

After a hasty farewell, Yan Ruyu turned around and left the dense forest in a single stride.

Seeing this, Fenghun sighed helplessly, and finally she left, no matter whether she was Yan Ruyu or Liuli, Fenghun couldn't rest assured that she was alone.

Although Fenghun and her had not experienced many things, at this moment Fenghun suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Feng Hun stood there blankly for a long time, and at some point, a tear stain appeared on Feng Hun's face.

"It's strange, I've only met a few times, but I actually shed tears because of one person! Is it you?...Feng Xiao!"

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Fenghun sighed softly.

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When I returned to Xuanyuan's house again, Xuanyuan Wuxin had already arranged a residence for herself, and introduced the details of Xuanyuan's house to Fenghun. Not only that, but Fenghun was required to have a look at all critical issues, but Fenghun thought it was troublesome. It was all pushed to Xuanyuan Wuxin, after all, he is the future Xuanyuan Patriarch, Fenghun, a lazy person, doesn't want to interfere with the development of a family.

Of course, the current Xuanyuan Zhan is still the head of the family, and Feng Hun is very clear that it is not the right choice to remove him as the head of the family. With his current prestige, he is enough to support half of the Xuanyuan family's sky. It will be even more counterproductive.

On Nangong Huang's side, Feng Hun is not planning to settle accounts with him yet.Of course, Fenghun will have to pay back the account of the serious injury of the three palms.

After returning to the residence arranged by Xuanyuan Wuxin, Fenghun was speechless for a moment. He never expected that he would arrange such a luxury for himself. This configuration is comparable to a five-star hotel, and it is not even at the same level as the blood puppet's villa before. .

Thinking of the dilapidated house he lived in before, and comparing it with the current one, Feng Hun wanted to cry but had no tears, the identity of the Holy Son was just different.

Putting aside all thoughts, Feng Hun glanced at the shocking wound on his chest. With the growth of strength, Feng Hun's physique has also been strengthened. Before he was stabbed with a sword, he was almost half dead. Now, although he was severely injured, he is stronger than before many.

Back on the bed, Fenghun took off his shirt, revealing his solid physique instantly, then sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

At a certain moment, under the gazebo outside the house, a dragonfly flapped its thin transparent wings and flew in mid-air. Soon after, it landed in the center of the pond. There was a slight ripple in the center of the pond, and the water wave slowly circled around. Scattered, I don't know how long it took, the ripples did not subside for a long time.

Inside the house, the wound on Fenghun's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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(End of this chapter)

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