Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 392 New Spiritual Veins
Fu Zhu nodded lightly: "Yes."

Concubine Chu smiled heartily and cast a comforting look at Chu Dongying and Chu Lianlian. Then her eyes were firm and she chose to take the initiative to fight without any hesitation!
Chu Dongying's breath tightened, his body leaned forward unconsciously, and finally he clenched his fist to suppress it.

He comforted himself that it was just a military retreat. The monk's life span was so long that he could wait until the clan sister came back.

Chu Lianlian burst into tears, holding on to her only support and asked: "Brother Dongying, sister Feixin will come back, right?"

Chu Dongying hugged her into his arms and said firmly: "Yes! From now on, we will practice hard and wait until the day Sister Feixin comes back!"

In the sword formation, Yang Qingxu's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were as cold as a cold spring ancient well, with a few ripples, his throat was dry and hoarse, and he was silent for a long time.

No one expected that Concubine Chu, who was usually the most coquettish, would be so resolute and decisive. Things happened so fast that everyone was still in a daze and did not react.

But now, apart from the military solution, do they have any other choice?
The Guan family disciples who followed the Chu family, their eyes flickering slightly, picked up their magic weapons and left with Bing Jie.

Fu Zhu and Wu Sheng looked indifferently at everyone taking the initiative to fight each other, their eyes calm and calm.

Hui Ze, who was standing on Wu Sheng's shoulder, had a dull look in his eyes.

Haize squinted and noticed that the girl's gaze on him was no longer there. He relaxed all over and realized that it was the dignified Lord Haize. What was he afraid of her?
"squeak!"

Wu Sheng looked intently and ignored Hui Ze.

He said this in his mind.

Hui Ze was a little depressed because he knew that he could not take revenge on the bad guys who forced Lord Chong Yuan to death.

He gently lifted the toe of his shoe and shook off the gray he was standing on.

hateful!

Don't speak ill of Fu Zhu.

It raised its head and saw that the girl's gesture of flicking the ice had not been retracted, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

How abominable!

Seeing Wu Sheng not helping him, Hui Ze was almost furious.

Fu Zhu narrowed his eyes and stared at Hui Ze. He suddenly felt guilty and nervous, and his body straightened up and trembled slightly.

Wu Sheng's memory was a little fuzzy, and he remembered that he was also beaten by Fu Zhu in the first time.

It's always spitting, it's so incompetent, it's normal for Fuzhu to hit it.

She actually attacked me!
Hui Ze shouted while grabbing the corner of Wu Sheng's clothes and showing him to look at it.

Hui Ze turned his eyes and stared at Fu Zhu's side face, then moved to her hand holding the sword, and spit out words without quality.

It put its hands on its hips and scolded Fu Zhu. No one except Wu Sheng could understand what it said.

She is far more powerful than she imagined.

So many of them forced Tianyue to death, but this girl, with one person and two swords, forced them all to retreat.

An ice flower appeared silently, blocking Hui Ze's saliva attack.

Later he learned to be obedient.

The next moment, a small piece of ice hit him. Hui Ze screamed and fell heavily to the ground with his feet in the air.

Hui Ze blocked his ears and shook his head, but he didn't listen!
She activated the demon-slaying formation and harmed Lord Chongyuan. Hui Ze and her were at odds with each other.

shhhhhh!
Ice needles rained down in chaos, Hui Ze tucked his tail to avoid it, and when he glanced around, he saw Fu Zhu's hand half holding the magic formula.

The almost transparent azure blue spiritual power lingered on her fingertips. As long as she moved slightly, countless ice needles would attack again.

Although she didn't understand animal language, she was not stupid. From Hui Ze's angry expression and the splashing saliva, she could tell that it was scolding her.

Fu Zhu smiled for no reason. The smile was as clear and shallow as a sudden gust of wind blew up in the snow-white apricot blossom forest, causing the apricot branches to sway gently and covered with snowflakes.

Hui Ze only felt the invisible murderous intention. With his head drooped, he walked to Wu Sheng honestly and held the corner of his clothes.

After shocking Hui Ze, Fu Zhu put away his spell.

One hundred and seventy-three people in the sword formation were all dismissed.

Yu Lanze held Wu Sheng's hand. Wu Sheng hesitated but did not pull away. The warmth flowed along his palm and slowly integrated into his body.

"Little Junior Sister, let's go back to Sword Sect."

Yu Lanze looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said.

Wu Sheng also looked at her, the gray on his shoes, and he gripped the corners of his clothes tighter for fear of being left behind.

In her golden eyes, there were dots of smiles. She clapped her hands happily and said, "Great Fu Zhu, we can finally be reunited!"

Fu Zhu shook his head: "Senior Brother, I still have some unfinished business, so I can't go back to Zhenshan with you now."

She promised to send Lin Fangxu to reincarnation, and she would not break her promise.

It was also because she wanted to separate her senior sister's remnant soul from Lin Fangxu's soul that she fell into a deep sleep and has not woken up yet. She owed it to Lin Fangxu.

She is also very grateful to Lin Fangxu.

If the remnant soul of the senior sister had not fallen into her body and been preserved in this way, the senior sister would have really lost her soul and would have no chance of reincarnation.

When Riji heard the words, the joy in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and she said reluctantly: "You must come back as soon as possible for that talisman. We are all waiting for you at Zhenshan."

Fu Zhu raised a smile: "This is natural." She turned to look at Yu Lanze again, "Senior Brother, help me take care of Mimi."

Mi Mi hesitated, she wanted to follow Fu Zhu, but there was nothing she could do to help her. Maybe only by solving the problem of demon blood in Wu Sheng could Sister Fu Zhu feel at ease, so she would just follow Wu Sheng.

"Senior Brother, Wu Sheng's condition is very unstable. Take him back as soon as possible."

Fu Zhu said solemnly, on the other hand, Wu Sheng's identity is no longer a secret, and only Zhenshan is the safest place.

Yu Lanze glanced at Wu Sheng and then at Fu Zhu: "Junior sister, please take care of yourself."

"Yes! I will!"

Fu Zhu watched Feijian go away, and she was the only one left on the entire battlefield.

There is no aura here, and it is desolate. There are blood-stained yellow sand everywhere, broken flags, and cold weapons. The black air is rising, like burning black coals, and smoke is constantly rising.

In the next hundred years, no new life will be born here.

After watching quietly for a long time, Fu Zhu dispersed all 600,000 of his spiritual stones into the world to form new spiritual veins.

She looked up at the foggy sky again, used her magic to cleanse the sky, and a tiny star twinkled.

"It turns out that there are stars in the sky outside, but the smoke of war blocked them."

Fuzhu was talking to herself when a voice responded to her.

"Once upon a time, when wars were less frequent, I also saw stars."

Fu Zhu's eyes moved slightly and looked at the illusory figure beside him: "Are you awake?"

Lin Fangxu smiled: "Yes, I slept for a long time and finally woke up."

Fu Zhu looked at her face, feeling a little dazed. Lin Fangxu had a classic appearance, with eyebrows as thick as smoke, and she was completely similar to her senior sister.

This is her original appearance.

Qian Qingcheng, prefaced by Lin Fang.