One inch loyalty

Chapter 21

He suddenly heard a Qingyue phoenix cry -- that sound was so sweet, like stars sleeping in the Milky Way, clouds wrapped in flying rainbows, far better than the world's light songs and dances, far better than the world's swords and zithers.

But when Yu Yan heard the cry, he almost fell from mid-air.

His eyes turned red all of a sudden, he raised his head suddenly, and cursed at the place where Luanfeng was crying.

It's just that his voice was too hoarse, and the scolding was too trembling and vague, only he himself could hear the hoarse and cursing my heart like a stone...

What he scolded was, Fei Guang, you are not allowed to bark, and you are not allowed to respond to others.

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Just as Yu Yan was hissing and cursing, on the towering side peak in the distance, the ancestor of Wanxia Mountain had already made a formula with one hand. A whole high-level water spiritual vein——

The spirit vein is ten feet wide and one hundred feet long, flying among the clouds, winding and turning like a dragon.

Before a group of monks could think about the value of such a spirit vein in the shape of a young dragon, and how much manpower it would take to find it, the ancestor of Wanxia Mountain turned his palm over, protecting everyone with one hand, and holding the entire water spirit vein with the other. Forcibly smashed into the side peak mountain.

As the spiritual energy swayed, gravel kept falling from the mountain, causing ripples on the protective formation set up by the ancestor.After waiting for the scene of half a cup of tea, I hoped that the dust outside the formation would settle. The entire side peak of Wanxia Mountain was like being hacked by the ax of nature. Lingquan rushes down from the lonely peak, attracting thousands of rocks to compete for beauty and thousands of valleys to compete for flow.

After the old ancestor of Wanxia Mountain changed his life in this way, he took advantage of the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, and once again prayed devoutly in his mouth: "I heard that the true king is the root of water, and my faction is willing to use this water to belong to me." Lingmai, for Zhenjun, built a new dojo on the side peak, planted phoenix trees, and attracted Liquan. Respectfully invite Zhenjun to show his holiness!

He paid obeisance to Chicheng in this way, as if his prayer had been echoed, the sound of wings flapping could be heard faintly in the air.

The voice came from the abode on the mountainside, and Yu Xianchang was closer, so he naturally heard the voice.

He was struck by lightning for a moment, until the sound of flapping wings was a few minutes closer, and he didn't think of making a move. He rushed to the sky, opened his arms, and made a gesture to block, hissing loudly: " Feiguang, go back! You go back, you hide... I can't compete with them!"

He scolded like this, reprimanded hoarsely, but people no longer remember what he said; he couldn't control what kind of appearance he showed to others, and how crazy he was.

He couldn't even hear other sounds clearly... he could only hear his own heart sounds, which were as heavy as a drum beating, and as dangerous as cicadas.

He could only roar with all his strength, and stretched out his arms to stop him. He wanted to cover up the heartbeat, and let out a little bit of his own cry.

He shouted: "Fei Guang, what have they promised you, don't answer them! Wait for me to earn some spirit stones, I can find sycamore branches, I can find some sweet springs for you..."

He vaguely knew that he was crying and trembling at this moment; for a moment he felt that he was still good, and there was still room for a fight.

After all, Fei Guang had promised him, and Fei Guang had clearly said so.

On the side peak of Wanxia Mountain, the ancestor still felt that he was not enough, and encouraged everyone again: "There is a phoenix first, and then there is a feather sound. This is a good omen! Please pray with me, all the elders!"

Just as the old ancestor was urging, Yu Yan was still floating in the air alone, his face was pale, his head was tilted slightly, and he rushed forward and asked, "You won't listen to me?"

He asked in a low voice: "Fei Guang, are you not afraid that I will punish you with a blood contract?"

As if it was a trick of God's will, Yu Yan suddenly saw a very beautiful green luan breaking out of the clouds, its stature was only slightly smaller than that of decades ago, and there was purple air coming from the east to guide it under its wings, and strands of golden treasures were trailing along its tail. Light, spreading its wings and vibrating its feathers, is in harmony with the way of heaven.

Yu Xianchang stared blankly for a moment, seeing that Qingluan was about to pass him and fly towards the side peak, but he bent his eyebrows and smiled, and murmured: "Fei Guang, we...we have formed a bond Yes, you forgot?"

He tried his best to smile, his smiling eyes looked amiable, and asked softly: "Fei Guang, it was you who said that if I choose one person, you should also choose one person, so that we can form a bond. It's fixed. Have you forgotten?

But no matter whether he was angry or persuading, Qingluan only followed the path of heaven wholeheartedly, fluttering his wings and darting towards the altar of Chaoside Peak.

It is no longer like 30 years ago, when it hesitated as soon as it was called.

As soon as tears are shed, it falls to the clouds.

Yu Yan made a happy face, and called it twice again from the side. Seeing that he couldn't call it, he finally couldn't help but swelled up, swept a few feet higher, flicked his Taoist sleeve, and sacrificed in mid-air with all his spiritual power. A wall of fire came out, and he insisted on blocking Qingluan.

His eyes were turning red, but there were tears in his eyes, and he cursed viciously: "I really want to make a blood contract! Fei Guang, come back with me..."

Before he could say anything, the fire-igniting attribute technique was easily wiped out by a surging force that descended from the sky.

Yu Yan was swept by this huge force and fell straight down from a high place. The pain of backlash from the magic in his body was even better than burning all internal organs and breaking meridians.

Yu Yan is afraid of luck and God's will, he naturally knows where this huge force comes from.

He naturally knows that this great power can hand-picked the wealth of mortals and the future of monks; it can write the journey of the sun and the moon, and the orbit of the stars.

It is often said that you are fighting for fate with the sky... but you have never seen the dull enlightenment, the short-lived longevity, only the proud sons of heaven all over the world, relying on their favor, dare to make such wild words.

How can I win by myself?

But even though he knew, he was still unwilling to see that Qingluan was separated by clouds under the protection of huge strength, separated by a few miles with a single wing.

After all, Fei Guang clearly said so.

Fei Guang said that once the Qingluan family is in love, it is hard to let go...often they refuse to live alone.

Feiguang is still planning to have many backup players, it really... really promised him.

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Seeing that the rocks and weeds in the mountains were close at hand, Yu Xianchang took a deep breath, and using the skills he had accumulated over the years, he moved his fingers like flying and drew several golden armor talismans on his body, before he landed. body shape, and then touched the ground with one knee, splashing dust all over his body.

He shook off the broken golden armor talisman, and stood up shaking——

But when he really stood up and took a look, there was no flying light in the sky above his head.

He stared like this for a long time, until he faintly heard the commotion of the people coming from the side peak of Wanxia Mountain. He guessed that Fei Guang had already appeared, perched on the white jade altar, his tail feathers were immersed in the moon liquid.

How many people will know its name today?

How many people will see it today?

Yu Xianchang thought of how he had hidden Feiguang all these years, and his mind was lost to the extreme, so he laughed in a low voice.

He chuckled and thought: No problem!

Didn't I expect that this day would come sooner or later?

For 30 years, haven't I practiced this day and night?

Yu Yan smiled, turned around and looked around, patting the dust on his sleeves casually, trying to pretend to be open-minded: It's really all right, Fei Guang... Fei Guang just comes and goes.

He had already expected this. In the past 30 years, he had thought about it millions of times and decided that this must happen.

Yu Xianchang reassured him several times in his heart, as if he really felt better.

However, when his smile faded away, his head was still blank, like a man with nothing long on his body and his house surrounded by walls. He already didn't know what to do in the next moment, and who to see.

He had no choice but to bend his smiling eyes with all his strength, propped up a forced smirk, and said to himself: "It's okay... I'll go back first, don't panic, put this matter aside first, plan carefully, and then plan for the future." .”

His lips were blue and white, his forehead was full of cold sweat, but his tone was very firm.

If he hadn't said the word "Fei Guang" sadly in his heart, he would have almost fooled himself.

Yu Yan's hands shook violently, took a deep breath of the cold air in the mountains, and then laughed tremblingly: "It's really okay! Go back first, and then ask how to worship Wanxia Mountain... It will grow in the future , there is always time to meet!"

He obviously said this, but his heart was still riddled with holes, and his mind was full of thoughts, nothing more than the word "flying light".

Yu Yan smiled and said to himself: "I still keep a feather in my heart, even if I can't see it, I can still see things thinking about people... Ha."

He just joked himself like this, and suddenly he couldn't breathe, and finally he had to press all his strength on the cramped part of his chest.

He was afraid that the heart would bleed from the pain, and he was even more afraid that the heart would stop and the blood would stagnate.

He still didn't seem to believe it, Fei Guang was so soft-hearted, how could he be willing to leave him?

Fortunately, after Yu Xianchang was sad, his face was full of smiles again. Relying on the support of the only sliver of clear will, after all, before the event ended and everyone turned back, he slowly retreated from the mountainside to his room. Abode.

In that shabby room, the protective formation was not broken, the water spirit flower was still there, and all the furnishings were the same as when he left.

Yu Yan stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help but think, the flying light in his house is so light that it can be used as a palm dance. Could it be that it is still hidden in this shabby room, or it is still hidden under this brocade quilt?

He couldn't help but wander around the room like crazy, discerning carefully, rummaging around, pushing the tables and chairs away a few times, throwing himself on the couch, touching the brocade quilt inch by inch with his palms.

But Yu Yan touched two places just now, and he suddenly froze there.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets like this, he was actually told to touch a small bulging hard object in a corner of the bed.

Yu Yan didn't dare to believe it at the beginning. After staying for a long time, he slowly raised his palm, looked at his trembling hand for a while, took this hand again, and touched it again carefully.

Fortunately, under his palm, the little bulge is still there.

He couldn't help kneeling and sitting up, breathing hard, tears streaming down his face, he asked softly, "Fei Guang, did you keep it, did you leave something for me?"

After he asked this sentence,