Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Wu Xingxue: You said who asked you, me?

Feng Huiming moved his lips and didn't answer, but the expression on his face explained everything.

Wu Xingxue turned to look at Xiao Fuxuan, confusion flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly turned back, and when he looked at Feng Huiming again, his expression remained unmoved. His voice was very steady, his tone was slow, and he never showed any surprise.

Even the me just now seemed to have a different meaning.

Feng Huiming swallowed hard, and said in a low voice, I know why.

Judging by his appearance, one can also predict that he is not talking nonsense—there was indeed someone who approached him an hour ago and asked exactly the same thing.

I look exactly like me now?

Wu Xingxue touched his face, thinking quickly in his heart.

Xiao Fuxuan's name has been reported, and Yi Rong has naturally withdrawn, but he is different. He also put on the face that Xiao Fuxuan helped to adjust. The only one who can look exactly like this face is Wu Xingxue himself, who also changed his face back then.

This in itself is not difficult to guess.

But when you think about it, this is actually very problematic...

When they first arrived at the inn the night before, the shopkeeper said that they had only checked out not long ago. This is nothing, after all, the entire Luohuashan City is an illusion, and it is normal for them to see themselves hundreds of years ago by chance in the illusion, which is a rare opportunity.

But now, Feng Huiming said again, You obviously just found me an hour ago.

At first glance, this is the same as the shopkeeper's sentence. It is nothing more than that after Wu Xingxue left the inn hundreds of years ago, Yi Rong left for Feng's house before leaving, and detained Feng Huiming to ask about the rules of the forbidden area.

And this unlucky bastard had just been interrogated on the front foot, and the back foot was caught by the current Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, so he said this sentence, and even the time was just right.

However, it is precisely because the events and times are just right that it is even more wrong. Because Luohuashan City is an illusion, but the Feng Family is not, it should be outside the scope of the illusion.

Can what happens inside the phantom be consistent with what happens outside the phantom?

impossible.

At least it can't be so coherent.

Wu Xingxue's thoughts changed, and he could only think of one explanation: This Luohuashan City is not an illusion, but the real past! From the moment they stepped into Luohuatai, they stood here hundreds of years ago.

In this way, whether it is the shopkeeper or everyone in the Feng family, all kinds of reactions make sense.

From the shopkeeper's point of view, there were really two people who had just settled here for one night and stayed here for the second night.

From Feng Huiming's point of view, he was approached by the same person twice in one day and asked the same question.

It's really weird, and it's really frustrating.

If Feng Huiming was given a little more time, let him think about it, or probed a little more, he would be able to find some strange things—for example, even though they were the same person, they were not dressed the same, and there was only an hour between them. . Another example is that an hour ago, this person still carried a fairy energy. After an hour, how did he become a demon?

At this time, Feng Huiming didn't have the time to think about it, and Wu Xingxue couldn't leave this time.

He looked at Xiao Fuxuan and decided to strike while the iron was hot before Feng Huiming could react. He touched the stove, half lowered his eyes and began to act——

Since you've asked it once, it's just right. I don't need to say anything. You know what I want to hear. Well, now there are more spectators—— Wu Xingxue raised his chin, Just repeat what you said to me an hour ago, and tell them too.

You! Feng Huiming's face was even more ugly. His jaw line was very tight, the bones between his teeth moved lightly, he stared at Wu Xingxue vigilantly, and said in a hoarse voice, I've said everything I should say, why do you want to do it again?

Wu Xingxue thought for a while, and followed his words: Why do you care about me? Did I promise you to ask only once?

Feng Huiming got angry, and after a while he said, No.

Wu Xingxue: That's not it.

Feng Huiming: ...

Become what? ? ?

Feng Huiming was about to speak again, but he heard Xiao Fuxuan move his fingers, and the long sword on the ground made a soft sound.

His face tightened and he looked at Xiao Fuxuan. Seeing Tiansu tilting his head to look at him, Shen Sheng added: If it's the truth, what's the harm in saying it seventeen or eight times?

Feng Huiming: ...

Tiansu's dark eyes stared at him, with a cold light: Or, you can't repeat it yourself?

Feng Huiming's expression instantly stiffened.

Wu Xingxue saw his change in his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

He has always felt that it is a dignified paradise, and it is extremely difficult to pretend to be a bully once. Unexpectedly, someone looked at Leng Jun seriously and could draw inferences from one thing—

Not only did he bind people, he also learned to extort confessions, and the words he said were very bluffing.

So that Feng Huiming was confused by that sentence, his lips opened and closed, and he couldn't catch the words at all.

Wu Xingxue thought for a while, and suddenly felt that the Tiansu Shangxian beside him was very different from the one in the world.

The very different Tiansu Shangxian turned to look at him, and then withdrew his gaze.

Wu Xingxue: ?

He tried to comprehend the meaning of that glance, but failed to comprehend it.

After a long time, a very strange idea suddenly flashed.

It's like... the first time Lord Tiansu did something that was not like an immortal, he was not sure about the scale, so he glanced at him to see if it was suitable or not.

Thinking of this, Wu Xingxue couldn't hold back and glanced at Xiao Fuxuan.

That cold and handsome face still looked arrogant and arrogant, and the sense of oppression all over his body was still very heavy. But the more Wu Xingxue looked at it, the more he felt...it seemed to be really that kind of meaning.

So he watched for a while and smiled.

A smile emerged from his long eyes, and Wu Xingxue couldn't hide it, so he simply didn't hide it.

Xiao Fuxuan seemed to feel something, looked at him, and was stunned for a moment.

As for the seal...

Feng Huiming was going crazy.

The world is always like this, like to save others by themselves. Straight-hearted, looking at others is not so twisted. If you have a lot of thoughts, when you look at others, you will feel that you have turned a thousand times, and you are full of calculations.

If you hide a little more things, and you have a sense of emptiness in your heart, even more so.

At this moment, Feng Huiming is exactly like this——

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan looked at each other.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: I must have said something wrong just now, causing suspicion.

Wu Xingxue asked him to say it again.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: This is to seize my flaws and want to test me.

Xiao Fuxuan told the truth and was not afraid to repeat it.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: This is not a test anymore, this is simply a mockery.

Wu Xingxue smiles like this again...

Sealing emblem——

Feng Huiming felt that he was finished.

He suddenly felt that he was like an ant being played with, bumping left and right, back and forth, in the eyes of some people, it was just a futile struggle, full of ugliness.

There were so many younger disciples of the Feng family present, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him. Feng Shulan was also present and looked at him as well.

He suddenly felt that this moment was too difficult.

He should have been accustomed to this kind of attention - his status in the Feng family is aloof, not just an elder. The head of the Feng family has no children or daughters. He and Feng Shulan were both adopted by the head of the family. He came to the Feng family very early, much earlier than Feng Shulan. He was less than eight years old when he entered the house.

The owner once said: Eight is the right age.

I happen to know something, but I just don't know that much.

At first Feng Huiming couldn't understand the meaning of that sentence, but after ten, fifty, and nearly a hundred years later, he finally came to a realization.

Knowing some things means that he knows that he is not the real blood of the Feng family, that the owner of the family is not his biological father, so no matter how proud he is and how he is cared for, he will know the proportions, know that he can't be arrogant, and he knows what he has earned. Everything is not for granted.

Not so understanding means that children of that age always crave stability, concern, and a home. Even if he knew that he was adopted, as long as the person who raised him was kind enough to him, he still couldn't help but take out his heart and lungs to hold it up.

In comparison, Feng Shulan is much more self-sufficient than him.

She was also adopted, and outsiders said that she was the Pearl of the Palm of the Feng family, but she never regarded herself as a daughter, only regarded herself as a disciple with deeper roots.

She was not a warm-hearted person, the older she became, the colder she became, and she had no intention of participating in too many family affairs. She only took the title of Disciple Hall Immortal Master and taught swordsmanship quietly.

In contrast, he knew too much.

Long ago, he felt that knowing a lot was the preference of the head of the household. It is because he is extremely talented and has good roots. He is an excellent seedling, far superior to Feng Shulan's sister. So many things that cannot be said to the outside world, the owner will tell him. For many things that cannot be followed by disciples, the head of the family will bring him.

Over time, he became second only to the head of the family in the Feng family.

Later, as long as the head of the house was inconvenient or absent, he naturally became the one who called the shots.

Later, even if the owner of the house was present, he would not be left behind. It's like... the owner of the family is getting older and older, and he was in that year, so he gradually has the ability to replace him.

So over time, he became accustomed to being noticed.

There are very few occasions where he can show his timidity. Most of the time, he can handle it with ease, even a little rock-steady and not angry.

It was not until today that he suddenly realized... There are many disciples of other sects who are in their prime. They are not far or near. There are many Hua families who are close to the Feng family, but none of the disciples who are in their prime can be the head of the family. .

Because it's not enough.

He thought he was qualified, but in fact he just met not enough people and saw not enough scenes. After all, he gallops with his sword, and he is only in the world.

If he encounters a real immortal, he is nothing.

More than an hour ago, when the unfamiliar young man appeared in the bookstore silently, Feng Huiming pressed his finger on the sword on the desk, thinking: This person really does not know the heights of the sky.

He didn't ask a word, and the sword came out like a thunderbolt. Seeing that the other party didn't even touch the sword, I thought to myself: With this reaction, I dare to trespass the Feng Family's Baibao Book Pavilion.

It wasn't until he stabbed close with his sword that he finally realized that something was wrong——

Because he found that the young man who looked like a rich boy was looking at the tip of his sword.

In other words, the so-called thunder trend was not fast enough in that person's eyes, and he could even see the trend of the sword tip clearly.

It was too late for Feng Huiming to realize this.

The next moment, he saw that the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and met his gaze.

In an instant, he felt that the tip of his sword could not pierce any flesh, but instead seemed to be swept into the vast ocean, unable to enter or retreat.

Immediately afterwards, like a vast sea for no reason

A pressure like that poured out from the young man.

Feng Huiming's hand holding the sword shook violently, and blood lines emerged from his fingers and quickly spread upward.

He loosened his fingers in the severe pain, groaned in pain, and the long sword fell with a clatter, rolling around on the ground.

The dark red blood flowed down his arm, dripping into a puddle on the ground.

He clearly felt that the blood vessels in his arm had ruptured in several places, and he also clearly knew that this was the result of the other party's mercy and mercy...

Because of the impact of that coercive force, it is hard to say whether he is alive or not, and it is already a fortune that he is only injured by this point.

At that moment, Feng Huiming was almost terrified.

Anyone who has been a favorite of the sky for nearly a hundred years and has few rivals, one day suddenly realizes that he can also be an ant, and that kind of shock is very unbearable.

Not far from the Hundred Treasures Book Pavilion, there are many disciples who conduct daily inspections. A little further away, there is sister Feng Shulan.

As long as he wanted to, he could instantly summon thousands of people to the Baibao Bookstore.

But at that time Feng Huiming was not disturbed by himself.

At first, he felt meaningless. Second, he has been arrogant for a long time, and he doesn't want anyone to see him without even holding the sword.

He just looked at the visitor stiffly and asked, Who are you...

But the man said: Who am I has nothing to do with you, I just want to ask some questions.

Feng Huiming said, ...what's the problem?

The man didn't move the sword at his waist from beginning to end, and he held a mask with silver threads in his hand, which shone like a broken star under the lights. He pinched the edge of the mask, tilted his head and asked Feng Huiming: Thousands of people in Luohuashan City are all bound by spirits, do you know?

Feng Huiming was instantly stiff, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Before he answered, the man nodded and said: It seems that I know, then I have come to the wrong place.

Feng Huiming opened his mouth: I...

The man didn't wait for him to finish, and said again: I'll ask you again, those bound spirits are detained in a forbidden place, do you know?

Feng Huiming's throat moved.

The man stared at him with dark eyes, and smiled after a moment.

He suspects that the person is too easy, because although the facial features are handsome, they are not too prominent. It really doesn't match those eyebrows.

That smile melted into the eyebrows, it should be very beautiful, but it did not fall to the end of the eyes, the smile was not real, like an incomprehensible fog.

It seems to know. The man said again.

Feng Huiming's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about this person's origin, thinking about his purpose, thinking about... Luohuashan City, which they had been hiding for a long time.

However, the other party did not give him much time to think.

He just flashed God's work, the man was already standing in front of him.

This time, there is no lucky in the coercion of the top. The man said: Those people in Luohuashan City... Are those thousands of bondages gathered by your Feng family?

When Feng Huiming reacted, he realized that he had just subconsciously nodded his head and replied, Yes...