Genius Spirit Master

Chapter 171: The Former Residence of the Feng Family (1)
Feng Wu understood a bit: "He is an ambitious person."

"Not only is he ambitious, but also capable and cunning. That's why he successfully instigated all the clergy to create the so-called great cause with him. As a result, as he wished, the Temple of Light became a place transcending the four continents. Another huge force has almost unified the beliefs of everyone in Sarangka."

Although the holy priest had a grudge against Lucy, Feng Wu still commented objectively and fairly: "This man is really talented."

"Rather than being talented, it's better to say that his almost pathological obsession has made him. He seems to be very eager to gather power and use it for him. His desire for power and power is simply more than a miser's desire for money. Intense. As if he couldn't live without it."

Speaking of this, Yan Gexing paused, thoughtfully: "So, I've never thought about this level before... What is it that drives him and makes him so persistent? Could it be that he It's because they have other plans, and want to use the power of the temple to do something..."

While contemplating, Feng Wu's words interrupted his thoughts: "You seem to be very familiar with him."

Facing Shang Feng Wu's probing eyes, Yan Gexing put on a smug smile: "Of course, I am a very curious person."

Feng Wu knew that things weren't that simple, but after all, she was on the same boat now, so she couldn't ask too much, so she changed the subject: "The video you showed us that day clearly implied that the death of my parents was related to the death of the holy priest. It doesn't matter. But I still can't understand, why did he kill my parents? And, if he is really a murderer, why did he raise my brother and call him the Son of Light."

It stands to reason that the Holy Priest would not be ignorant of the truth of killing people and cutting grass and roots.He would never be so stupid as to put a person who could ignite the fire of revenge at any time by his side and entrust him with a heavy responsibility.

Yan Gexing plucked the strings of the yueqin, and said, "This is what I have been unable to figure out. I guess the Son of Light can't figure it out either, so that's why he thinks that memory spar is forged."

"I'm afraid that he still trusts the holy priest and stands on that guy's side and is our enemy." Feng Wu said with some distress, "After many years, I don't think there will be any new clues. If he doesn't believe , the situation is not very bad."

Compared with Feng Wu's distress, Yan Ge's actions brightened her eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiao Feng Wu, do you believe me when you say that? Haha, I knew you had vision."

Feng Wu was taken aback by his words: Yes, why did I believe him so easily without any doubts?This is not in line with his usual style at all.Besides, she usually hates his frivolity and pomp.

why?
Feng Wu struggled with this question, and subconsciously stared at Yan Gexing's peach blossom eyes with affectionate smile.It is said that eyes can betray a person's heart. During the long-term staring, the expression of words, songs and deeds changed from meaningless to dignified, and she gradually saw other emotions buried deep in the other's smile through the other's surface... ...They are so familiar, but Feng Wu can't remember where she saw them...

When he was stunned, Yan Gexing suddenly looked away, and said loudly as if hiding his emotions: "If you read on, I'm going to charge money."

After such an interruption, Feng Wu couldn't recall it even more, so she said angrily: "Okay, when you find a tavern to sing, I promise to support your performance every day."

"Want to praise my performance? You are not rich enough." Yan Gexing "smiled", "When I first became a bard, I performed in many places and met many generous fans who spent a lot of money. "

"I'm afraid they're not after your singing, but your face."

"Beauty is also a part of strength, Xiaofengwu, don't be jealous."

Listening to the two people's unnutritive bickering, Yun Chenlan, who had been silent all this time, had a smile in her eyes: the master didn't seem to notice that when she was with this bard, she had the most expressive expressions, and she no longer acted like a bard. A little adult is so worried about everything, covering everything.More like a young girl with no worries, carefree.

Suddenly, he thought of Lu Xi, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart: If Lu Xi and Yan Gexing meet, what will happen?
The proud demon king confronts the flashy singer, especially when this person is so close to his beloved disciple...

Yun Chenlan suddenly shivered violently.Feng Wu noticed it, and immediately asked with concern: "Chen Lan, are you feeling well?"

"No, it's okay, maybe the airflow just now was a little unstable, which made me feel a little uncomfortable." Yun Chenlan would not be so short-sighted as to express her true thoughts.

Feng Wu also didn't expect the loyal unicorn to lie: "Are you uncomfortable? Have you been flying too much recently?"

"It's okay, I'm taking the elixir you gave me every day, and this level of strength is nothing."

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable, rest for a while, and hurry without delay."

"Thank you, master, for your concern." Yun Chenlan speeded up with some guilt, and after a while, the graceful and vigorous figure merged with the white clouds and disappeared into the depths of the blue sky.

On another continent in the opposite direction, Feng Xiang was lingering in front of the wooden house in the back mountain for a long time.

Six years ago, after seeing his parents lying in a pool of blood, he was terrified to the extreme. Instead, he forgot to be afraid. He was only worried that his younger sister, who was still sick, would suddenly be killed like his parents.

He frantically ran to his sister's room, but there was no one.He ran all over the back mountain where she usually likes to play most, but he still didn't see his sister's petite figure.Finally, when he came to the stone house in the mountain and saw the closed door, his heartstrings were tense to the extreme.

If the sister is not here... if the sister has fallen somewhere else that he can't see...

Just thinking about these thoughts for a moment made his heart ache so much that he couldn't restrain himself.He didn't even dare to open the door to confirm.

The memory of that year ends here.The last scene in his memory was that he put his hand on the doorknob, and before he pushed it away, he lost all consciousness.

When he woke up again, he had forgotten everything, only his adoptive father was by his side.

Back then, the murderer who broke a warm family in an instant was really... really... foster father?
(End of this chapter)