"And this also means that there is not much we and my wife can do for him. It is not important. If we stay here any longer, we will be protected instead of helping him."

"After all, we can leave with complete peace of mind."

"If we don't leave, if we take action and implicate Feng Yin in confronting the Ximen family, that won't be a good thing. Our husband and wife don't care about our lives anymore, but Feng Boy can't afford to offend Ximen now."

With majestic eyes, he looked at the facilities in the room with nostalgia.

Every bed, couch, table and chair here was purchased by the couple themselves. Although it has only been a year, the couple has been reluctant to part with it.

Hu Lengyue still sat quietly. After a long time, she murmured: "You are right, we are indeed not important to Feng Xiaozi, so we can relax."

not worried!

The couple looked at each other and said in unison, as if they were making up their minds, saying: "I'm very relieved!"

"Then let's say goodbye to Feng Xiaozi in the evening."

Hu Lengyue said slowly: "I need a decent reason! Although this child seems to be very unkind and cold, but that's for outsiders. He doesn't have to be unkind to the people he recognizes and the people around him.

He is unreasonable, does not care about right and wrong, and takes sides regardless of position. His heart is warmer than anyone else. For him, he never wants to let go of the things he has owned. If there is no decent reason, with his intelligence, how could he let us husband and wife go?

If we leave, we will even guess the real reason why we left, and take the initiative to stay involved."

"I just said that I was tired and wanted to go back to my hometown and pay homage to my ancestors. It could be as fast as a month or as slow as a hundred days." Xi Weiran had already thought of the reason.

"...that's fine."

"Let's have a good drink tonight."

"good."

"I'm going to buy groceries."

"good."

Hu Lengyue went out.

Sitting alone in the room, Yu Weiran drew out his sword and held it in front of his knees. He stroked it gently with his fingers.

The light of the sword was cold, as if there was a line of light and shadow moving back and forth across the sword, making it appear colder and quieter.

"Old man, don't worry."

Yu Weiran said softly: "I will take you immediately to drink the blood of my enemies and accompany me on this last journey."

It can be as fast as a month, or as slow as a hundred days. My husband and I may not be able to live that long!

…

Wearing a snow-white robe, he sat on the top of the Tiexintang tree, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and healing his injuries.

Only those with advanced cultivation know that in such snowy weather, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is particularly thick and pure, with very few impurities.

It lasted for a long time, until in the afternoon, he floated to the ground and exhaled a long breath, which turned out to be a light red color like blood.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yin asked from the side.

"The progress has exceeded expectations, and half of the recovery has been completed." Cat King looked very happy.

In just a few days, the injury has progressed from 30% to half. This kind of progress is a good thing that I dare not even dream of.

"This is a pill I specially prepared for your injury, Your Majesty. You can try the effect."

Feng Yin handed over a super healing pill that he had just made. This pill contained a complete spiritual energy.

This is Feng Yin's new attempt at invigorating spiritual energy. As he practices the Spirit Transformation Sutra for a long time, Feng Yin becomes more and more amazed at the magic of this mysterious technique. It is truly a creation that conquers the world and makes the infinite possible!

"good."

The King of Cats is not polite either. There are already too many people who owe his reputation, and any more polite words are just hypocrisy.

When needed, don't hesitate to do your best.

He swallowed the elixir with one mouthful.

Then his expression changed, he sat upright in the pavilion, and began to use his energy to catalyze the properties of the medicine.

It is indeed a precious elixir specially made for my own injuries. The medicinal power contained in it is even more pure and powerful than last time!

Such unimaginable medicinal power would be unbelievable unless you try it yourself!

There was a squeak.

The courtyard door opens.

Hu Lengyue walked in carrying a lot of various dishes with a smile on her face: "It's a rare snowy weather, let's have some wine tonight."

A thoughtful look appeared on Feng Yin's face, and he said cheerfully: "Okay!"

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[Although it has been foreshadowed, I still feel that the sudden start of Ximen's plot is a bit stiff. What do you think? I don't think it has the feeling of 'it comes naturally'. 】

When I wrote the four words "It comes naturally", I suddenly felt something.

I have always felt that writing novels is like a long stream of water; when it encounters rocks, it splashes, when it encounters a curve, it turns, when it encounters a house, it becomes a torrent, when it encounters a wide place, it becomes gentle. Where there is a cliff, it becomes a waterfall.

Where there are deep pits, they become lakes and seas.

It is a good book when things fall into place and the plot moves on to the next plot before you know it.

In this chapter, I originally wanted to write a plot about the encounter between Zhuang and Ximen, and the reason for Ximen’s arrival.

Then expand it.

But after thinking about it, I skipped it and started directly.

But starting directly, there is a sense of deliberateness.
Chapter completed!