I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 202 How Can It Be Nonsense?

"Is this girl stupid? In such a cold day, she doesn't wear much clothes, and she still sits in front of the window to blow the air? She doesn't answer us when she calls."

The blue-clothed cultivator frowned and stood up, walked to the window and closed it.

"Little girls need to know how to take care of themselves."

He uttered a word, his eyes casually glanced at Feng Zhi's body, and when he saw that beautiful face clearly, his body froze.

Feng Zhiyu is very famous on the mountain, and she has a good appearance. She was dragged by several hall masters to explain the essentials of killing monsters to the disciples of her hall, so many disciples in the sect have seen her and remembered her changed her appearance.

Feng Zhi came to his senses, and also looked at the talkative blue-clothed cultivator, presumably he must have started before himself.

"Understood, thank you brother for reminding me."

"Feng...Feng Zhi? Junior Sister Feng?" The cultivator was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

Wearing a green shirt, with a cold face, half a bamboo stick, looking cold, who else could it be if it wasn't Feng Zhi?
"Am I so scary?" Feng Zhi was very helpless, obviously he was kind to others.

"No, no, I just didn't expect to meet Junior Sister here. Junior Sister is always a busy person, and I rarely have a chance to meet her on the mountain."

"Junior Sister Fengzhi?" Hearing the conversation between the two, the brown-clothed cultivator hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand and came over: "Oh, it's really Junior Sister Feng!"

"Well, hello, brother."

"Junior Sister, would you like to have something to eat together? I'm treating you! By the way, let me ask you about the method of cultivation."

"How about, let me treat you, brother, tell me the secret about my master." Feng Zhi looked at the chicken leg in his hand, and silently put it into the bowl in front of him, as if a little...

"Ah? Hahaha...Actually, I...I was talking nonsense, Junior Sister, just pretend you didn't hear me." The brown-clothed cultivator laughed.

"Are you talking nonsense? But I don't think the brother is joking." Feng Zhi was serious. After all, she had been looking for Ye Jinchuan for six years, and this was the first time she heard news about him.

"Yes, if Junior Brother knows about Uncle Ye, tell Junior Sister Feng, and I will treat you to three meals." The blue-clothed cultivator persuaded.

"I, I just wanted to lie to him for a meal, but I didn't expect to meet my junior sister. I used Uncle Ye as a cover. It's really rude."

The brown-clothed cultivator saluted Feng Zhi with a smile.

"So that's how it is, seniors, take your time, I've accepted the task." Feng Zhi felt a little bit disappointed, she thought...she was about to know where he was.

"Then, then I wish my junior sister a smooth demon killing."

"Ah."

The wind stopped coming out of the inn, and the wind and snow were in full swing, and the green clothes looked even colder in the wind and snow.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense next time, people have been looking for Master for so long, but you are using it as a joke?" The blue-clothed cultivator sat down again, and began to teach the brown-clothed cultivator a lesson.

"Who said I was talking nonsense? I did hear a junior brother mention Martial Uncle Ye, but in front of Junior Sister Feng, I really couldn't say it." The brown-clothed cultivator said aggrievedly.

"why?"

"Because I heard that someone saw Uncle Ye in the innermost layer of the Regret Prison. If Junior Sister Hefeng told me about it, wouldn't she think that I was talking nonsense, ruin her master's reputation, and beat me up?"

"Repentance prison? Oh, it should be some nonsense, how could Master Ye be in such a place?"

"I don't know, I just heard it."

"Then you still say it's a secret?"

"Hehehe, isn't this still thinking of you coming to treat me to dinner?"

"hiss--"

……

Outside the inn, leaning against the window, wearing a green shirt, silently listening to the chatter inside.

After listening to what she wanted to know, Jiu Jie was thrown out by her, and Qingshan stepped on Jiu Jie straight to the sky, heading towards Wangxianmen.

At least, she wants to look for it.

Do you regret prison? ?will he be there
Feng Zhi really never went to such a place to look for him, because she really couldn't imagine that a person like Ye Jinchuan would be reduced to such a place one day.

She stepped on the nine knots, wishing that he was there, but also wishing that he was not there.

"Little lunatic, what do you want to do?"

"Little fox, teach me how to use your glaucoma?"

It's too abrupt to break into the prison of remorse rashly. If the master is not there, wouldn't it be bad for his reputation?What's more, he still bears the name of his disciple.

If you don't go in, Feng Zhi will not be reconciled.

You must know that those who enter the prison of regret and thought will report to the hall master. Therefore, if Ye Jinchuan is really in the prison of regret and thought, at least Lin Yuke, the master of Kunling hall, must know about it.

And Feng Zhi once asked Lin Yuke, but he didn't say anything, that is to say, maybe Lin Yuke didn't want to tell her.

Then Yuan Linghu's spell of knowing people's past events will come in handy.

With just one glance, I can get the answer I want.

"Huh—that's not called glaucoma, can you stop giving my technique such an ugly name?"

"As long as you know what I'm talking about, teach me quickly."

"Who do you want to use it on?"

"Master Lin! By the way, the kind that doesn't make him dizzy."

"Okay, Baojiao Baohui."

……

At that moment, she really saw him!
Feng Zhi couldn't believe it, she imagined the place where she met him countless times, and thought about every corner of the world, but she never thought it would be there.

He begged the six sect masters not to tell her, because he was afraid that she would know that he was in such a place...

"Step aside--"

"Junior Sister Feng? What are you doing here?" The cultivator guarding the Regret Prison stopped Feng Zhi.

"Go in and meet someone." Feng Zhi's face was gloomy, and the cultivators became vigilant.

"Then junior sister, do you have a warrant from the sect master or hall master?"

"No."

"I'm really sorry, Junior Sister, this is the place where cultivators who have committed crimes are detained, and they are not allowed to enter without a warrant."

"..."

Looking up, the moment the blue light in Feng Zhi's eyes met those of the cultivators, the cultivators collapsed to the ground.

Pushing open the door, there is a dark and long corridor.

"Tick...tick..."

From the depths of the corridor came the sound of water droplets.

Feng Zhi walked for a long time, all the way to the innermost part, and finally saw the black robe.

Xuanyi sat in the prison cell with his back facing her, a few strands of hair fell to his shoulders, his back was tired, like twilight, a few magic circles outside surrounded him, and he didn't seem to notice anyone coming.

She wanted to call him, "Master", but her voice was blocked in her throat, and she couldn't come out anyway.

Tears fell down uncontrollably and hit the ground, echoing the sound of water droplets from nowhere.

Before opening his mouth, Feng Zhi choked up his sobs.

Ye Jinchuan heard the sound of heavy breathing from behind, and then slowly turned his head over. When he saw the person coming, his body froze in place.

"Zhi'er..." Ye Jinchuan got up and smiled awkwardly, the iron chains tied to him made a sound, "Why did you come here?"

"Why? Why did you kill someone? Why didn't you tell me?" Feng Zhi's voice seemed calm, and she tried hard to suppress her emotions. Her master was in front of her.

"I'm...drunk." Ye Jinchuan shook his head, and said it easily: "Zhi'er has grown a lot taller, and has become much calmer."

"Master, I will take you out."

Before Ye Jinchuan had time to dissuade him, he saw that Feng Zhi had already pulled out his nine knots and slashed at the lock of the cell, and then pierced through the barrier with several swords.

(End of this chapter)