Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 674 The Emperor's Sister (Thanks to Lin Suxi's Silver Alliance)
Feng Qingyan left Dongshan.

However, he did not return to the Burial Mountain, but headed east and came to the lifeless East China Sea.

The East China Sea at this time was not only lifeless, but also filled with a faint aura of death, like a dead sea, which made people feel heartbroken when looking at it.

As for the aquatic creatures in the East China Sea, they had to relocate after the death of the East China Sea.

He looked at the East China Sea for a long time, took out the dull Panlong Inkstone, and said, "Do you want to travel the world with me, or do you want to return to the East China Sea?"

Panlong Inkstone didn't speak at this moment, but it fell suddenly.

puff!
The Panlong Inkstone fell into the sea and disappeared.

Feng Qingyan was distracted for a moment, then he was relieved and smiled suddenly, "I hope that one day, I can see you again."

Panlong Inkstone did not respond, and Donghai did not respond either.

Completely dead.

"East Sea Dragon Soul, goodbye!"

Feng Qingyan stepped into the air and left.

He still did not return to the Burial Mountain, but went to Yunmengze.

At this moment, the Panlong Inkstone gradually fell to the bottom of the sea and was covered by silt, and perhaps it would never see the light of day again.

but.

This is its choice.

It knew that by following Feng Qingyan around the world, perhaps one day it would shine again.

But it is reluctant to leave the East China Sea, as it is also its home.

Since Dong Hai is dead.

Then the East China Sea is its tomb...

When Feng Qingyan walked out of Donghai, he landed on the ground, straightened his clothes, bowed respectfully towards Donghai, and then went to Yunmengze.

The dead Panlong Inkstone shed two green tears.

Blue tears.

Tears are not salty, they are bitter.

From then on, the originally salty East China Sea turned into a bitter East China Sea.

People in the world call it the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

After Feng Qingyan left the East China Sea, he headed to Yunmengze very quickly and arrived there in just one day.

At this moment, he was standing in front of Yunmengze, looking at the lifeless Yunmengze.

I feel extremely sorry.

"What are you here for?"

A cold voice fell from Yunze's sea of ​​clouds, "Yunze does not welcome you, please leave."

Above the sea of ​​clouds in Yunmengze, there was a listless figure in white.

It was Yun Zhongjun.

The Yun Zhongjun at this moment was no longer the charming and elegant Yun Zhongjun of the past. His long hair was disheveled, his long white clothes were loosely draped over his body, and he lowered his head and looked sideways at Feng Qingyan under the sea of ​​clouds.

Although there was no anger on his face, it was very cold.

Feng Qingyan did not see Yun Zhongjun, but from Yun Zhongjun's voice, he could tell that he was very unwelcome at the moment.

This was the first time he encountered this.

But he understood.

At this time, he bowed earnestly and said to Yun Zhongjun: "Originally, Qingyan only wanted to borrow the word 'dream', but the word 'dream' cannot be borrowed."

"What do you mean?"

Yun Zhongjun said in a cold voice, without any emotion in his voice, "You forcibly took away the word 'dream', and you still have the nerve to say that the word 'dream' cannot be taken away? If the word 'dream' really cannot be taken away, then what about the word 'dream'? Then why did my Yunmeng Lake become like this? Please explain it clearly, Fengsheng."

"The word 'Dream' can only be taken, not borrowed. Once taken, it can never be returned." Feng Qingyan sighed, and said apologetically, "Originally, Qingyan wanted to borrow it for use, but who knew that once it was used up, the magic pen was completely broken."

"Broken?"

Yun Zhongjun felt extremely heartbroken, as if he was being cut into pieces.

Originally, he still had some extravagant hopes in his heart, hoping that what Feng Qingyan meant by "borrowing" was really borrowing, not taking.

I hope there will be a day to return.

But now, the stroke of genius is broken, that is, the word "dream" is broken, and it can never be returned.

Could it be that Yunmengze can only be Yunze from now on?
He was heartbroken.

At this moment, the pain made his face look a little hideous...

Feng Qingyan faintly heard the low groan of pain coming from the sea of ​​clouds, and remained silent. No matter what, he had to explain it clearly to Yun Zhongjun, even though the word "dream" was shattered.

“Although the word ‘dream’ is broken, its dream power is still there.”

After a long time, Feng Qingyan spoke.

"where is it?"

Yun Zhongjun seemed to be roaring, revealing a bit of anxiety and anticipation.

I hope that the power of dreams can restore Yunmengze to its original state.

"On the bridge of guidance."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"It's true, it's true!"

Yun Zhongjun said in great pain.

How could he not see the Bridge of Guidance reflecting the sky? And how could he not feel the rich dreamlike atmosphere on the Bridge of Guidance?
But he is still looking forward to...

But now it's shattered.

"Did you draw the bridge of guidance?" Yun Zhongjun covered his chest and said with pain on his face, "Why did you draw this bridge of guidance? You have to sacrifice Yun Mengze's dream for the bridge of guidance? Do you know what the word dream means to me and Yun Mengze? The word dream is the soul of Yun Mengze, and my dream..."

"But you, for the sake of the Bridge of Reception, destroyed the word 'Dream' in Yunmengze with your own hands!"

"What else do you want to say now?"

"If not, let's go. I, Yun Yi, don't want to see you again..."

Yun Zhongjun was walking on the sea of ​​clouds, still not coming down, and didn't want to meet Feng Qingyan.

"This is indeed Qingyan's fault." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said, "So, Qingyan plans to use his meager strength to see if he can revive Yunmengze. This can be regarded as Qingyan's compensation."

"Ha ha--"

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was laughing loudly, with some sarcasm in his laughter.

If the canonization had not taken away the word "Dream" from Yun Mengze's name, he would still have some respect for the canonization, but now there is no need at all.

If people didn't take advantage of his kindness, how could Yunmengze's word "dream" be taken away?
I dare to ask the world.

Who can take the Sword Saint's sword from Sword Saint Chu Bai?
Whoever dares to take the sword of the Sword Master will become the enemy of the Sword Master, and the fight will never end until death.

And does he, Yun Yi, have an unending fight with the canonization movement?

Even though his dream was shattered, couldn't he mock the canonization and complain a little?
Of course.

Feng Qingyan accepted it calmly.

"You can be resurrected? How can you be resurrected?"

Yun Zhongjun laughed, still lowering his head and looking at Feng Qingyan under the sea of ​​clouds. "Even I, Yun, as the God of Yunmeng Lake, can't do it. Although you are the first virtual saint from ancient times to the present, a virtual saint is always a virtual saint, not a saint. And, let me tell you, even a saint may not be able to revive Yunmeng Lake. How can you, a virtual saint, revive it?"

"Go away, I don't want to see you again."

Yun Zhongjun saw the guest off.

And at this time.

A figure walked out from Wushan Territory and came step by step into the sea of ​​clouds in Yunmengze.

At this moment, she ignored Yun Zhongjun and walked towards Feng Qingyan under the sea of ​​clouds. It was the Wushan Goddess Ah Heng...

She looked at Feng Qingyan for a long time.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, but he didn't lose his manners and said, "Hello, Ah Heng."

But Ah Heng was rude and just stared at Feng Qingyan blankly.

This not only surprised Feng Qingyan, but even Yun Zhongjun in the sea of ​​clouds was very surprised.

"teacher."

Yun Zhongjun couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

However, Ah Heng was still rude and absent-minded, staring at Feng Qingyan for a long time.

She vaguely felt her brother's aura from Feng Qingyan, as if her brother had appeared in Feng Sheng's body.

of course.

She naturally didn't think that Feng Sheng was her brother, it was just that Feng Sheng had the aura of her brother.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun couldn't help but walk down from the sea of ​​clouds, came to Ah Heng, and called out softly again, "Teacher."

But Ah Heng still didn't respond. Feng Qingyan didn't move.

Although Ah Heng was looking at him on Qingyan, he felt that Ah Heng was not looking at him...

Seems to be looking at someone else.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun snorted coldly.

Feng Qingyan just smiled in response. It was a good thing that Yun Zhongjun was willing to meet him.

But at this time.

Ah Heng burst into tears.

Tears flowed down my face.

When Yun Zhongjun saw this, he panicked and stood behind him at a loss, not knowing what to do. Moreover, it was the first time he saw his teacher cry, and he was watching a man cry...

His heart ached even more.

Before it was being cut into pieces, now it’s being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Uh……

Feng Qingyan was also a little stunned.

This clearly looks like the cry of a lovesick woman.

But how many times has he and Ah Heng met?
and.

He felt that Ah Heng was not crying for him.

But if it wasn't for him, then for whom? If he told it, would anyone believe it? Even Yun Zhongjun wouldn't believe it.

So Yun Zhongjun's eyes quickly turned red and he turned his head away.

"Aheng."

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but say.

If he continued to let Ah Heng cry, he would never be able to wash away his guilt even if he jumped into the Yellow River. However, Ah Heng suddenly threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and burst into tears.

Feng Qingyan was stunned. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he had to put them in the air.

Yun Zhongjun was very sad.

Also shed tears.

He looked back and said with a painful expression: "Teacher, I wish you the best..."

After saying this, he walked away into the air.

However, the figure was in a very miserable state and almost stumbled and fell from the sea of ​​clouds.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard that.

This seemed to be impossible to wash off, and he felt helpless, but also curious. As someone who was blessed against his will, he naturally felt that Ah Heng had no love for him, but rather a sense of family affection, as if he was hugging his brother.

"Brother, Xiaobai has been looking for you for a long time."

Ah Heng hugged Feng Qingyan tightly and cried, her cry was filled with endless grievances, which was very sad.

Feng Qingyan sighed.

I don’t know if it’s because Ah Heng mistook him for his brother, or if Ah Heng…

Feng Qingyan still did not move, allowing Ah Heng to cry freely. He felt that Ah Heng was extremely depressed, as if he had been suppressed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

If we continue to suppress it, something bad might happen.

After a long time.

Feng Qingyan sensed that Ah Heng's emotions were gradually calming down, so he said, "Ah Heng, I'm not your brother. I'm Feng Qingyan."

Ah Heng came back to his senses suddenly after hearing this.

The tears on her face quickly disappeared, but her eyes were still red...

At this moment, she stepped back a few steps, her eyes red and she said apologetically: "I hope Feng Sheng can forgive me, Xiao Bai was distracted for a moment."

"It's ok."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"May I ask if you can canonize me as a saint? But not long ago, an aura that did not belong to this world appeared on my body." Ah Heng said with some nervousness and anticipation, afraid to say the word "no".

Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then said, "That's right, it was one night not long ago."

At this moment, Ah Heng began to tremble all over, tears streaming down his face, he murmured: "It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion, it's really my brother, it's really my brother..."

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan was extremely shocked. The Emperor was actually Ah Heng's brother?

This?
Then isn't Ah Heng the immortal from the ancient times?
How did she survive until now?
Also, no wonder Ah Heng knew about the existence of the Emperor and many of his deeds...

"Ah Heng, the Emperor is your brother?"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, but I haven't seen my brother for a long, long time."

Ah Heng said as she wiped away her tears, her face looked like a blooming flower at the moment, but it made people feel even more heartbroken.

"This……"

Feng Qingyan was deeply shocked.

"Please don't tell anyone about your canonization."

Ah Heng said.

Feng Qingyan nodded and wanted to ask something, but for a moment, he was unable to open his mouth and didn't know what to ask.

Finally he asked, "Ah Heng, do you still remember the ancient events?"

"Can not remember."

Ah Heng's straightforward answer left Feng Qingyan speechless.

"Then how did Ah Heng survive from ancient times to the present?"

Feng Qingyan asked curiously.

"Tai Gu?" Ah Heng was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "What's your guess?"

At this moment, she was skipping away like a young girl, leaving Feng Qingyan unable to recover for a moment, as if he was disheveled in the wind.

And in the sea of ​​clouds.

Yun Zhongjun was crying and laughing, his mood was up and down. But when he saw Feng Qingyan, he didn't seem so hateful anymore.

But be careful.

It turns out that the teacher regarded Feng Sheng as his brother.

At this time, he was a little surprised. It was the first time he knew that the teacher had an older brother. From what he heard about the canonization, it seemed that the teacher's brother was the emperor...

The word "Emperor" sounds very domineering, but why have we never heard of the legend of the "Emperor"?

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was a little surprised.

"Yun Yi, please canonize Yun Mengze to revive him. Maybe canonization can really help."

Ah Heng's voice came.

She has recovered now.

"Is there a way to canonize a saint?"

Yun Zhongjun was stunned and a little bit unable to believe it.

"Master is just saying that maybe there is." Heng groaned for a moment and then transmitted his voice, "If there is still someone in this world who can revive Yunmengze, then he will have to be canonized as a saint."

Yun Zhongjun remained silent.

Although he didn't want to see Feng Sheng again, but for Yunmengze, what would it matter if he saw him again?

At this moment, he walked down from the sea of ​​clouds and came to Feng Qingyan. He bowed and said, "Please Feng Sheng revive Yunmengze. Yunyi will be grateful."

"You are too polite, Lord Yunzhong. It is Qingyan's responsibility to revive Yunmengze." Feng Qingyan said, "However, Qingyan is not sure, so I hope Lord Yunzhong will not expect too much. In short, Qingyan will try every possible way to revive Yunmengze..."

"Now that things have come to this, what else can we do? Please do your best, Canon Saint."

Yun Zhongjun looked at Yun Mengze and said sadly.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan didn't say much, and walked step by step towards the sky of Yunmengze.

He walked and looked in the air, and after turning Yunmengze around, a small hole suddenly appeared on his finger, and a faint glow of imperial blood emerged, and then sprinkled drops of imperial blood on the dead Yunmengze...

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