Chapter 15: Phoenix Goddess

When Xian'er woke up, she saw Ye Wuque sitting next to her practicing quietly. There was a burst of joy in her clear eyes, and then she seemed to think of something again, and her thin eyebrows frowned slightly.

As if feeling the warmth brought by the sun, Ye Wuque was shaken all over. The fighting spirit of the holy way that he had cultivated all night slowly subsided. His closed eyes immediately opened, and he happened to meet Xian'er's clear eyes, who revealed A sweet smile.

With joy on his face, Ye Wuque quickly stood up and asked with concern: "Xian'er, you're awake, how do you feel..."

Seeing the concern flashing across Ye Wuque's handsome face, Xian'er felt warm in her heart. She glanced at Ye Wuque's right hand and found that it was coated with healing medicine. Xian'er understood that last night, this young man who looked like his brother might have saved another life. Her life.

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A hint of inexplicable reluctance flashed across Xian'er's pretty face, and she sat up from the bed, looking at Ye Wuque with a bright smile: "Brother Wuque, if it hadn't been for you last night, Xian'er would have turned into a flying bird long ago. It’s gray. Speaking of which, this is the second time you have saved Xian’er’s life, brother Wu Que.”

Xian'er's voice was clear and sweet, but it contained sincere gratitude and deep emotions.

These words fell on Ye Wuque's ears, and he pretended to be angry: "Xian'er, if you meet Brother Wuque like this again, Brother Wuque will leave."

"Okay, Xian'er knows I was wrong."

In the past ten years, Ye Wuque and Xian'er have accumulated a very deep brother-sister relationship. For Ye Wuque, in the entire Murong family, the only people he can't let go of are Murong Changqing and Xian'er. The former is his A respected elder, the latter is his beloved sister.

"Xian'er, since you're fine, I'm relieved. You have a good rest. I'll leave first. I'll see you later."

The young man who had been watching all night touched Xian'er's hair and was about to turn around and leave. He knew that Xian'er might have a secret hidden in her body. After all, the scene last night made him understand a lot, but what did it matter?

For Ye Wuque, Xian'er is his sister. If his sister doesn't want to tell, he won't ask. The important thing is, as long as Xian'er is safe.

Xian'er's pretty face with a smile turned into deep reluctance at some point. Looking at Ye Wuque's figure preparing to leave, she suddenly said quietly: "Brother Wuque, Xian'er... is leaving..."

The girl's reluctant words fell on Ye Wuque's ears, causing him to stop in his steps and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Perhaps in Ye Wuque's heart, he had already known that Xian'er would leave Murong's house sooner or later, but he didn't expect that, It came so quickly.

"Brother Wu Que, Xian'er, like you, was fostered in Murong's family. It has been ten years. In these ten years, Xian'er has lived a very peaceful and happy life. Although Murong's family is small, it has a tranquility and tranquility that cannot be found anywhere else. Peaceful, here, I don’t need to be afraid or sad in my life. And you, brother Wu Que, are always by Xian’er’s side, making Xian’er feel the warmth of family and letting Xian’er understand that there are immortals in this world. Xian'er will never forget the things that Xian'er cherishes..."

It seemed that the string in her heart was deeply plucked, and Xianer's clear eyes were filled with tears, but she was not too sad, just deeply reluctant.

A pair of warm white hands gently embraced the girl into his arms. Ye Wuque stroked Xian'er's hair, with a look of reluctance, but his low words sounded in Xian'er's ears: "Silly Xian'er, again It's not a separation of life and death. Leaving the Murong family doesn't mean that we can't meet again. You see, I am about to leave the Murong family to participate in the Hundred Cities War. Fortunately, you said goodbye to me first. If it were me, wouldn't I have to do the same? How many tears will you shed?”

"Pfft"

Xian'er, who was lying on Ye Wuque's shoulder, couldn't help but laugh out loud. She patted Ye Wuque lightly with her little hand: "I hate it! Brother Wuque, you are making fun of me again..."

Xian'er's reluctance to give up seemed to be diluted a lot by Ye Wuque's teasing words. She looked at Ye Wuque's handsome face with gentle eyes and asked softly: "Brother Wuque, you must come here in the future." Xian'er, okay?"

Feeling Xian'er's expectation and anxiety, Ye Wuque couldn't help but feel sad. He had not been with his parents since he was a child, and he and Uncle Fu separated early. Although Murong Changqing regarded him as his own, he brought him to Ye Wuque The one who feels the most gentle and like an ordinary family member is Xian'er.

Now that the separation may be imminent, Ye Wuque's reluctance to give up is no less than that of Xian'er.

"Of course, no matter how far the journey is, Brother Wuque will definitely visit you in the future. This is Brother Wuque's promise."

Ye Wuque nodded heavily, with firm eyes and a firm tone.

Hearing Ye Wuque's affirmation, Xian'er burst into tears and smiled again, nodding her head as hard. The two looked at each other with a warm smile.

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"After this separation, I wonder what it will be like when we meet again? Sora, is it true that people can't escape separation?"

Slightly melancholy words gently rang in his heart. Ye Wuque walked on the stone path after leaving Xian'er Small Building. The breeze brought a trace of parting reluctance and gently brushed Ye Wuque's cheek.

"Haha, there is no banquet in the world that never ends. Even if we are close relatives of flesh and blood, one day we will have to say goodbye... Don't worry, this little girl is of the lineage of Phoenix Luan. With her state of merging with the true spirit last night, she will be able to part with you. Feng Luan Goddess must have a high status. Although I don’t know why Feng Luan Goddess would let such a disciple be fostered in a small place like Murong’s house, her future life will only get better and better.”

"Feng Luan Tiannu? She seems to be very powerful. What kind of existence is she?"

Ye Wuque is not surprised that Kong can know the goddess Feng Luan. Kong has only lost the most important memory about who he is, but he can still recall some other memories that are not very important to him, such as identifying the pill. The same goes for medicine.

The goddess Feng Luan aroused curiosity in Ye Wuque's heart.

"In my remaining memory, there are some descriptions of this. This is why I can tell that the little girl is integrating the true spirit. Fengluan Heavenly Girl does not represent a person, but a collective name for a long-standing force. , they are all women, but all of them are extremely powerful. Even in that place where all the forces gather, they still have an extremely strong reputation!"

"Feng Luan Celestial Girl's lineage of martial arts are unique and extremely powerful, all originating from the accompanying true spirits that are born in their bodies. Every year, Feng Luan Celestial Girl sends countless disciples to explore the world, looking for those who are still carrying the true spirit. The infant girl took them under her wing, and this little girl is probably the same. However, although the Feng Luan Celestial Girl lineage is powerful, she also has a weird temper and is not easy to get along with."

"Oh? It's quite a strange force.

Ye Wuque was secretly surprised by Kong's explanation, but he also understood that Xian'er would not suffer after returning to Fengluan Tiannv, so he temporarily put aside his worries.

"In short, work hard. With your qualifications, if it hadn't been for the ten years of destruction of the Holy Law of Dou Zhan, your current achievements would not be as good as that of Junshan Lie. But you will spend ten years on everything. After years of condensing the source of the holy law, you will gain great blessings from it. The world is very big, and as long as you continue to become stronger, one day you will find that this world is infinitely wonderful."

Ye Wuque didn't understand that this was Kong Zai's disguised attempt to enlighten him. He smiled slightly, calmed down his mood, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards the place where Murong Changqing lived.

"Uncle Changqing, I would like to see you in no uncertain terms."

Standing outside Murong Changqing's room, Ye Wuque said respectfully.

"You brat, now that you're here, what are you doing outside? Why don't you come in!"

An energetic voice came from the room. Hearing Murong Changqing's words, Ye Wuque felt slightly relieved. He understood that Murong Changqing's injury was no longer serious.

Murong Changqing was sitting on the chair in the living room, with a rosy face, as if he had just finished practicing. When he saw Ye Wuque coming in, a smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle Changqing, are your injuries okay?"

Approaching Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque asked.

"It's okay. Jun Shanlie didn't kill me. He just injured me. He only needs to rest for a few days and he will recover."

Murong Changqing waved his hand to indicate that Ye Wuque was fine.

Hearing Murong Changqing mention Jun Shanlie, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with murderous intent, which was immediately caught by Murong Changqing without any concealment.

Thinking of the four-year agreement Ye Wuque made with Jun Shanlie yesterday, Murong Changqing sighed again.

"Uncle Changqing, don't worry, in four years, I will definitely defeat Jun Shanlie and avenge you for yesterday's revenge!"

Ye Wuque's tone was decisive. It was obvious that Ye Wuque had already had murderous intentions towards Jun Shanlie!

Looking at the burden that the young man in front of him carried alone, Murong Changqing was moved but also felt a sense of worry in his heart, but then this worry was swept away because he knew that the Ye Wuque of today is no longer the Ye of the past. No shortage of!

He has risen again, and this time, he will shine brightly. Four years later, who dares to conclude that Ye Wuque will not be able to defeat Jun Shanlie?

"Wuque, you come to me, you must have something to ask about, right?"

Murong Changqing seemed to know what Ye Wuque was thinking, and spoke with a smile.

"Well, Wu Que is here to say goodbye to you. After all, since I have agreed to represent the main city of Longguang in the Hundred Cities War, I don't know how long I will be away, so I want to say goodbye to you."

Looking at Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque replied.

"Haha... City Lord Qi allows you to participate in the war on behalf of the main city of Longguang. He must have seen your strength and potential. This is also the honor of my Murong family. It doesn't matter if you go!"

Murong Changqing's face was full of smiles. Ye Wuque's ability to represent the main city of Longguang in the Hundred Cities War already explained something.

Then Ye Wuque took a deep breath, looked at Murong Changqing with burning eyes and said in a deep voice: "The second thing Wuque came to do is that he hopes you can tell me about Uncle Fu."

Looking at the persistent gaze of the young man in front of him, Murong Changqing sighed leisurely, and a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

"Wu Que, I know you will ask me about this matter sooner or later. Anyway, now you should also know about that person, your Uncle Fu."

Ye Wuque's breathing quickened under Murong Changqing's words, but he listened with bated breath, not wanting to miss any word.

"That was eleven years ago. Because I couldn't stand the few monks who were burning, killing and looting outside the main city of Longguang, I wanted to get rid of them in a rage, but I didn't expect to fall into those people's tricks. ”

"Although the cultivation of those few people is not as good as mine, together they can still pose a threat to me. In addition, I was accidentally ambushed. Just when I was about to die, that person appeared!"

Speaking of this, Murong Changqing's eyes flashed with a glint of stunning respect!

"I still can't forget it. I just pointed at those three people lightly, and those three masters who were in the fifth realm of Xifan Qi realm turned into fly ash and disappeared between heaven and earth."

Murong Changqing's tone was trembling, and it was obvious that Uncle Fu's terrifying methods still made him unforgettable to this day.

Ye Wuque was also inexplicably excited. From this point of view, Uncle Fu was indeed a powerful monk.

"Although that man looks middle-aged, his aura is as deep as the sea and boundless, and there was a sleeping little boy lying on his back at that time."

Murong Changqing looked at Ye Wuque, and it was obvious that the little boy was Ye Wuque.

"But that man coughed from time to time, and I even saw dark red blood stains on his sleeves. Although I am not a healing expert, I can still tell that the man has a hidden injury, and it has been a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque was shocked!

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