Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 59
After listening to his explanation, Feng Wu understood instantly.

Back then, when she saw this book, it was also by chance.

It was precisely because of this accident that she knew a lot about Liuli Guqin.

Unexpectedly, half of this book was fabricated.

Does Liuli Guqin only recognize one master from life to life?

Inexplicably, Feng Wu believed Bei Muge's words, the ancient artifacts, and some things were only recorded and chatted.

He knows, it's also because of himself, right?
However, in this book, she read about human witches and monsters in ancient times. Was that also a fabrication?Or is it real?
She remembered that it was written in the book that the human race was not the most prosperous existence in the prehistoric period, but the witch race was. It was only after the Lich War that the demon race was rampant, and the human race was able to rise.

Many things are recorded in this book, but Feng Wu's memory is not very clear. When I first read this book, I only saw a short part.

Now, after decades, I have already forgotten everything, so how can I remember everything?
But his words made her heart rippling a little bit.

Liuliqin only recognizes one master from life to life, so you don't have to worry that I will recognize you by mistake...

So, she, is not a substitute, right?It was her, as it should have been.

No matter what, as long as Bei Muge recognized her.

Then she will never leave him.

Feng Wu played the glazed qin, and the long and long sound of the qin poured out along her fingers, composing a continuous affection.

Looking up at Bei Muge, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she slowly uttered a sentence: "Qingjun is alone, and I will live up to it in this life."

She stopped playing the piano, looked at Bei Muge with a smile and Yanyan, leaned on his shoulder, put her hands around his waist, Feng Wu closed her eyes wearily.

Everything that happened this morning has already made her exhausted, even though she is already a high-level spiritual being.

But dissolving the toxin of the drug had exhausted nearly [-]% of her spiritual power, killing Feng Xi was just taking her life when she was not prepared.

"What a silly girl." Sitting on the roof with her in his arms, Bei Muge murmured, stroking her face with his fingers.

Outlining a familiar outline, with a deep smile in his eyes, and an inexplicable relaxation, he said the words that had been suppressed for thousands of years, and he felt an inexplicable loss of burden in his heart.

That's right, the love that has been suppressed for thousands of years, suddenly uttered at this moment, how can it not make him happy?
"Tsk tsk, with Junior Sister, we are no longer Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters." Cheng Yang and others resigned themselves to cleaning the battlefield, dissolving corpses and hydrating Feng Xi's corpses, and the blood was completely washed away by the brought bucket of water.

Even the smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated a lot with the breeze.

"Don't say that, be careful that the second senior brother wants to discuss with you." Cheng Peng rolled his eyes, and said again holding the bucket: "The second senior brother will cripple you, and let you be cured intact. After doing it a few times, I guess you won't have the leisure to be jealous of Junior Sister."

"I'm not jealous." Cheng Yang was speechless, which eye saw him jealous?
He is obviously envious, okay?

The two of them are sitting on the roof and talking about love, why not let him mutter a few words?
Why is elder brother like this, junior brother like this, senior brother and senior sister all like this?

Does he still have any status in Yun Huazong?
"Doesn't the entire Yunhua Sect prepare meals for people? I'm about to starve to death." Bei Wenxuan, who was looking for food, muttered, happened to pass by here, and saw the two cuddling each other on the roof, and looked to the left Looking to the right, he said in surprise: "Second Uncle and Feng Wu are fine, why go to the room? Go up and uncover the tiles?"

"What tiles! They've been on it all morning." Cheng Yang responded sullenly, but his hands kept moving.

Bei Wenxuan frowned, a strange smell filled his nostrils, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Corpse water? The smell of blood? Who killed someone?"

Seeing that he asked, Cheng Yang didn't evade and said directly: "Yesterday, my junior sister accepted an apprentice called Feng Wanqing..."

Before the word death could be uttered, a burst of spiritual power hit the ground, and Cheng Yang was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

Following the source of spiritual power, Cheng Yang looked at it, shuddered quickly, dropped the bucket and ran out of the small courtyard.

This post house is very large, with intricate courtyards, and this place is prepared for the disciples who are about to enter the Yunhua Sect.

However, it should also be fortunate that there are few people here for the time being, otherwise everything that happened this morning may have already been spread.

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation~

　　


(End of this chapter)