Evil Venerable

Chapter 440 Evil Meeting Ceremony

Yan Li, who was terrified to the extreme, immediately tensed up his nerves, and was about to spread out his mental power directly to lock on to this heavenly source, but saw that this source was still like the source of Wanyuan's mother body in Feng Yuchen's body, and it was lost in an instant trace!

|"Why is this happening? Even though we have captured these two origins, we still can't really lock and control them!" Yan Li continued to move forward with everyone full of doubts.

When they walked into the west courtyard, they stopped in their tracks, their eyes full of bright red and startled!

"Manjushahua! It's really Manjushahua!" He Jiyang suddenly raised his head to look at the half-hidden curtain on the attic, and took another step.When he walked past the trampled manjusawa, with a wave of his hand, the dripping brilliance sprinkled on the damaged petals, and those petals miraculously recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, he obviously didn't focus all his attention on these flowers. The flying shadows of snow migratory birds surprised everyone present!Even Feng Qingyi, who usually hated Feng Yuchen, couldn't help giving her a thumbs up in his heart.

There is no feasting, no hustle and bustle, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the originally desolate and lonely West Courtyard has become the most fascinating place in Fengfu.Everything here exudes a fresh and elegant atmosphere.

The sound of the flute is exhausted, the breeze stops, and the birds scatter.However, everyone seemed to be full of ideas. Xiao Li, who was leaning on the bottom of the stairs, had already run away to nowhere when she saw the person coming.

He Jiyang was the first to smile, grabbed the folding fan and applauded. Seeing this, Feng Zhiheng and the others just applauded lightly from the bottom of their hearts without saying anything.

"What a piece of manjusawa, the flower on the other side, is there a beautiful woman on the other side?"

Asked in a humble and polite tone, the voice was full of magnetism, which made people think of the scene when a gifted man and a beautiful woman meet for the first time.

"Where is there any beautiful woman, there is a sad one." Feng Yuchen from the attic returned to Luohan's bed, with a calm tone that made one feel cold.

Hearing it in Feng Zhiheng's ears, he felt a little uncontrollable, maybe he had really been too indifferent to this daughter all these years.Suddenly, the scene of Feng Yuchen's mother's death more than ten years ago appeared in his mind. Not everyone could understand that sorrow.As a father, it's not that he doesn't love his daughter. On the contrary, he should love this daughter the most. It's just that due to various pressures and Feng Yuchen's particularity, his father can't be like other people. Love this daughter that way.He also complained about why God gave all the injustice to his poor daughter, but he couldn't help it, he didn't have the courage to give her love under pressure!

"Broken Bridge Feixue, I have listened to this Xiaole countless times, and no one can perform it with such pathetic emotions like the girl, and can perform it so perfectly. I have nothing else to ask for, I just want to see it The beauty of the girl, I don't know the girl..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the flute in the attic was remembered again.It is still a sad tone, but it is no longer the snow on the broken bridge, it is clearly a song "See you again" that has been passed down through the ages.

Laughing a few times, the halo of the folding fan in his hand was flowing, I saw him waving his hand violently towards the sky, and the remaining petals of snowflakes flew down again from the sky.

Xiaoli in the corner blinked her big bright eyes, looking at the lonely back of the beloved man in the snow with tears in her eyes, her heart throbbed once again.

The fluttering snowflakes did not fall on his body, but gradually curled and condensed together in front of him, and finally turned into a guqin!

This scene once again stunned everyone in the field. To have such a pure and powerful strength at such a young age is indeed something that the world can look up to!This guqin is also crystal clear like jade, and it is completely natural, as if it is integrated with his body.

Accompanied by the sound of the flute that sounded like an ancient lament, the strings of the qin vibrated.The snowflakes still did not stop, fluttering in the air with the rhythm, they seemed to be a part of his life, making him out of tune with the whole world at this moment, the only thing that could harmonize with his existence was the one-inch curtain on the attic .

One qin and one xiao, these two musical instruments that can't play together at all, resonated like never before at this moment.The falling snowflakes in mid-air and the large expanse of blood-red blood on the ground seem to be interpreting a poignant story of reincarnation together.

Hearing such music, Yan Li suddenly understood something in his heart. It turned out that this He Jiyang was not someone else, but Lintian was hiding another host body in this small world!He has been secretly manipulating He Jiyang's body, trying every means to get close to Feng Yuchen, and also wants to seize her Wanyuan mother's true soul source!This is where the twists and turns come in!

And because Feng Yuchen's obsession with Huang Qingyue was shaken by He Jiyang, he couldn't really let go of it, and couldn't release the purest source of the mother's true soul in the depths of his soul!

This story has always been printed with a pale and blood-red tone, and even if there is sweetness, it has become a thing of the past, like notes floating in the wind, which will eventually be paved with such dazzling colors.

Yan Li has already discovered that He Jiyang must have cast a charm on Feng Yuchen, causing Feng Yuchen to confuse and misplace the imprint of Huang Qingyue and He Jiyang's figure in Feng Yuchen's heart, so that he can take advantage of it!

"What a vicious strategy!" Yan Li's soul origin is wandering in this space at this moment, watching everything below with cold eyes!

At some point, Feng Yuxuan appeared in the corner on the other side of the west courtyard.From her angle, she could see her profile, but she couldn't see the attic where Feng Yuchen was.Right now she is waiting for her chance.Just don't let her get out of this attic.

The sound of the zither flute dissipated into the air at the same moment, and everything returned to calm again.This song is completely played by Feng Yuchen from the heart at this moment, what she longs to see is definitely not what is in front of her eyes.

Gently following the half-covered curtain to look at the snowflakes below, a sneer appeared on the corner of Feng Yuchen's mouth.It's a pity that he is still being sentimental and echoes.After going through the wind and dust, when he saw this face again, he realized that the complicated emotions in his heart had a little more fun.

"Then there should be other means!" Xin Yuchen calmly put down the jade flute in his hand, quietly waiting for what would happen next.Yan Li's powerful mental power made her more sober!Already able to see clearly the essential difference between He Jiyang and Huang Qingyue to a certain extent.

"In ancient times, Yu Boya Zhong Ziqi played the qin and flute. I didn't expect to be able to reproduce such a legend with the girl today. I think that although I, He, is not a unique talent in the world, I can be regarded as a child of an aristocratic family. I will not hide it from Uncle Xin and all aunts and sisters. This time, He went north to the capital, on the one hand, to deal with some family affairs, and on the other hand, he was ordered by his father to come to this city of abundance to find a spouse. It is ashamed to say that He has a lot of lovers and confidants over the years, but But I have never met such a good relationship with He Mou as the girl, I have never met the girl, but I can deeply understand the feelings of the girl, and I hope to get to know the girl."

After some words, he retracted the folding fan, and with a flick of his fingers, the guqin made of ice and snow disappeared, and the flying snowflakes gradually became denser, and then abruptly transformed into an arched glittering crystal in front of him. Purple Bridge.The other end is the position of the curtain of Xin Yuchen's boudoir above the attic.

The people in the field basically spent the day in shock. They saw too many things beyond imagination, some were amazed, some were intoxicated, some were admired, and some were romantic.The current scene almost realized the romantic scene that the girls in the field only appeared in their dreams!

They shouted and looked up in their hearts, some of them sent the warmest instructions to Hefeng Yuchen, such as the ignorant Xiaohuan next to the pond, and most of them showed jealousy and resentment.

"In my whole life, I'm just willing to guard these unlucky flowers below, water and fertilize them, write poems and paint pictures, and watch them endure the wind and rain and become unlucky ghosts trampled by others. That's enough."

A gust of cold wind blew into the hot ears at the moment.It seemed that someone had slapped his mouth to death.

He Jiyang's expression froze, and then the smile on his face became wider.

"There are beauties in the north, who are peerless and independent. Once they fell into the country, and then they fell into the city again. Forget it, maybe I am not worthy of the beauty of the other side. If this is the case, I will leave a picture for the girl. It is you and me in this life." Gathered here is a testimony."

After saying that, as soon as the folding fan was lifted, purple light flashed in his eyes, and a small wind suddenly rose above his head, and the sky was full of snowflakes again.

Using a fan as a substitute for writing, seeing his sloppy strokes in the air, he shaped a lavender manjusawa flower. Although there is only the outline of the flower, the ups and downs in a few moments are enough to show the profound skills of brush and ink.

A purple manju sawa flower that was absolutely out of dust stopped in front of him.Only at this moment, the originally lavender eyes suddenly turned into an increasingly gloomy black, and then under the cover of the snow dancing all over the sky, a cold glint of light shot out out of thin air.While making the whole Manzhushahua look more luxurious, it also seems to be more enchanting.

With a wave of indulgence, Manzhushahua was lifted up by a pure lavender aura, and followed the lightly floating curtain on the attic into the front of Feng Yuchen.

At this moment, Yan Li, who saw all this in his eyes, suddenly felt an incomparably strong death energy flashing, and it submerged into Feng Yuchen's boudoir with lightning speed.Yan Li wanted to stop him but it was too late, the dim black light flashed away.

Before Xin Yuchen could see clearly, the gleaming manjusawa, like a tired bird that had found its nest, quietly got into Yuchen's body without any movement.

Yuchen didn't feel any abnormality in her body, on the contrary, it felt like being blown by a breeze, which was very refreshing, but she didn't think such a handwriting would be of much benefit to her.He doesn't seem to be a person who is willing to do business without capital.

"Yuchen would like to thank Young Master Meng for his kindness. I am over interested. If you have nothing else to do, please invite Young Master Meng back. My West Courtyard is deserted. I don't have many visitors on weekdays, so I won't send you away."

Then the curtain fell, as if shutting the whole world out, Yu Chen returned to his Arhat bed in a few steps.She didn't see the strange smile on the corner of He Jiyang's mouth.

He Jiyang returned to the ground with a few dodges, and all the glitz in mid-air turned into dust again.Back in front of the crowd again, it was still Mr. Pianpian's unique smile, and his calm and suave demeanor swept away the deserted atmosphere of the West Court for a while.Under the leadership of Feng Zhiheng, the group finally left here.

He Jiyang turned his head quietly, originally wanting to feel the quiet atmosphere of the west courtyard again, but accidentally saw Xiaoli staring at him at the top of the wooden stairs in the attic.How sharp her eyes are, just raising an arc slightly, Xiaoli could only blushed and fled upstairs.

"What a pretty girl who is just beginning to fall in love!"

I thought that the quiet and peaceful atmosphere would be restored in this way, but Feng Yuxuan in the corner suddenly appeared under the attic at this time.