This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    The two finally found a sheltered place at the entrance of the cave to lay the floor.

    Feng Ci was still inexplicably angry, Pei Qianyue did not provoke him, and took the initiative to give him the only straw mat he found in the depths of the cave, leaning on the road by himself Beside the blue stone beside, I plan to just spend one night like this.

    It made Feng Ci unable to sleep.

    His face was calm and his breathing was steady. He couldn't tell if he was awake because of the black silk covering his eyes, but Feng Ci knew that he was definitely not asleep. At the side of Feng Ci, Pei Qianyue would never fall asleep before him.

    One of his legs is bent, his hand is on his knee, hanging down at will, his fingertips are almost pale.

    Even if she sits quietly like this, you can see that Pei Qianyue is indeed completely different three hundred years ago.

    His appearance has not changed in any way, but his temperament three hundred years ago was much gentler. world independence.

    It seems that there is a wind word, the outer shell will soften a little, and it will be more like a living person.

    But what if he's gone.

    Wind Ci thought casually in my heart.

    "No." Pei Qianyue answered quickly, "Can't the master sleep?"

    He was in a good mood from the beginning, and when he answered Fengci's words, his voice was a little pleasant.

    Fengci replied softly, "Let's chat."

    "Okay." Pei Qianyue said, "What does the master want to talk about?"

    Feng Ci thought about it and asked, "Do you think I am different from three thousand years ago?"

    Pei Qianyue: "Yes."

    Fashion: "What's the difference?"

    Pei Qianyue did not answer immediately.

    He tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about words.

    For a moment, Pei Qianyue said: "The master's temper is much calmer than before."

    This answer surprised Feng Ci.

    "Am I not peaceful enough before?" Feng Ci tilted his head and asked.

    He is now back to normal, his slender hair was completely let down when he lay down, Pei Qianyue lowered his hand and grabbed a strand in his hand.

    Pei Qianyue played with Feng Ci's hair and whispered: "Before the change, it was difficult for the master to fall asleep at night, and even if he barely fell asleep, he would often wake up from nightmares."

    Three thousand years ago, the terrifying and protracted battle just ended, all the chills honed from the slaughter, eyes closed, they are all demons who died under the sword , and a companion who fell to the side.

    It was the little black snake that liked to stick to him so much.

    I want to give him some comfort and make him less uncomfortable.

    "I forgot." Feng Ci chuckled, "You remember very clearly."

    If it has something to do with Fengci, Pei Qianyue always remembers it better than him.

    Feng Ci does not shy away from mentioning the events of the past, on the contrary, he likes to tell them as stories, as if in this way, those who have long passed away can continue to exist in the world in this way .

    It was one of his few pleasures over the years.

    However, most of what he mentioned were those magnificent wars, and he had completely forgotten these details.

    "It's a good thing to forget." Pei Qianyue wrapped Fengci's hair around his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Isn't the master who left here just to forget this?"

    When Fengci reunited, Pei Qianyue said that Qianqiu Shengzun was tired of everything in this world, and ruthlessly left the world and left.

    These are just passing words.

    Even if the little black snake back then didn't know why he wanted to leave, after all these years, he gradually became white. The war left Feng Ci with not only the honor of being admired by the world, but the trauma of the war tormented him day and night, making him unable to escape, and life was better than death.

    He left and went to world after world to escape those unbearable memories.

    Pei Qianyue said: "I have been thinking all these years, if I could have been born earlier, or transformed earlier, maybe things wouldn't be like this."

    If he could accompany Feng Ci earlier, he would be able to hug Feng Ci every time he was emotionally unstable, and comfort him every time he woke up from a nightmare, so that he would not have to suffer so much.

    There is no need to leave home and be alone for so many years.

    Wind Ci's eyes moved slightly.

    But he smiled slightly and opened his eyes: "How can there be so many ifs."

     Fengci didn't say anything, and Pei Qianyue stopped talking.

    Lingwu Mountain was silent at night, and there was a rustling sound from the cool night wind blowing the treetops. Feng Ci looked up at the sky, and above the night, the stars and moonlight were so close that they seemed to be within reach.

    Lingwu Mountain is located in the Kunlun Mountains, the terrain is extremely high, stargazing here, the feeling in the mortal world is completely different.

    A fallen leaf just fell into Fengci's hair and was caught by Pei Qianyue.

    Feng Ci tilted her head to look over, Pei Qianyue lowered her head slightly, and put the leaf beside her mouth.

    A melodious tune poured out of his mouth.

    Wind said this song, and her heart gradually calmed down.

    After calming down, sleepiness followed.

    Feng Ci couldn't help yawning, and the tune suddenly stopped.

    Pei Qianyue said: "Master wants to rest?"

    "No." Feng Ci rubbed her eyes, feeling a little sleepy, but still didn't want to sleep, "You keep blowing, I like it."

    Pei Qianyue smiled lowly: "Sleep if you want, and I'll blow it to you someday."

    Perhaps since Fold Sword Villa, Feng Ci has never had a good rest. Physical exhaustion finally defeated reason, Feng Ci yawned again, and said, "Okay, then you forgot."

    Pei Qianyue: "Well, no."

    Feng Ci was lying on his side on the straw mat, and soon he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and he said vaguely: "You know so many things, it's good..."

    It's a pity, such a good man, how can he like him.

     Fengci didn't finish her words, and fell asleep after a while.

    ***

    The time in the illusion stopped from the moment Pei Qianyue woke up. Therefore, when Feng Ci woke up, the sky was still high in the moon.

    The star shift is no longer changing, and he doesn't know how long he has slept, but his body is no longer tired.

    As their physical strength recovers, they still have to go to work first.

    —find a way to get out of this phantom.

    Ordinary illusion, if the person who falls into the illusion wakes up, the illusion will naturally collapse. Therefore, in the cognition of Feng Ci, there is no experience of how to deal with this kind of stagnant fantasy.

    Feng Ci swung a sword forward, but was knocked back a few steps by an invisible force, and was caught by Fang's Pei Qianyue.

    "Master beware." Pei Qianyue said.

    The sword in Feng Ci's hand dissipated, he relaxed and fell into Pei Qianyue's arms: "I don't want to do it anymore."

    They are now at the foot of Lingwu Mountain.

    This fantasy is based on Pei Qianyue's memory, and the entire fantasy is also near Lingwu Mountain. Feng Ci originally wanted to find the edge of the illusion and see if he could break it.

    But they tried for a long time, and the invisible light-transmitting wall in front of them remained motionless.

    Wind Ci's mentality collapsed.

    Pei Qianyue helped Fengci to the side and sat down, saying, "Master rest first, I'll try."

    "Try it." Feng Ci grabbed him, "The Magic Spirit Cauldron is famous for its incomparable sturdiness, it is definitely not something that can be broken by external force, we have tried so many times just now to no avail, we are wasting our efforts. ."

    Pei Qianyue: "Then what should we do?"

     Feng Ci fell silent.

    Suddenly, he seemed to have made something, and his eyes lit up.

    Seeing the wind, he raised his fingers together, and drew a sword energy, which hit a treetop above his head impartially.

    The wild fruit rustled from the tree.

    Pei Qianyue: "…"

    Does the generation in the cultivation world know that their respected ancestor Qianqiu uses sword energy to pick fruits in private?

    Fengci ran over quickly, squatted on the ground to pick and choose for a while, picked out the biggest and most beautiful, and threw it back to Pei Qianyue: "Next!"

    He picked another one himself and wiped it on his sleeve: "I can't think of a way, why don't you eat something first."

    I have seen this kind of fruit before. It is not big, but it is better than the thin skin. The pulp is full of juice, sweet and sour, and it is mouth-watering.

    He took a bite, but was sour that his whole face wrinkled: "Bah—"

     Raw.

    Pei Qianyue: "Pfft."

    Feng Ci threw away the leftover fruit and glared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

    "This kind of fruit doesn't have to be good-looking, it must be delicious." Pei Qianyue walked up to him, groped for a moment on the ground, picked out a fruit with a soft skin, and handed it to him. Give Feng Ci, "Try again."

    Feng Ci gave him a suspicious look, then leaned in and took a bite of his hand.

    Sweet indeed.

    Pei Qianyue said: "There is a forest under the valley in the east, and many of these berries grow. If the master likes it, I will go and pick some for the master."

    When it comes to living in Lingwu Mountain, Pei Qianyue, an aborigines who has lived for three thousand years, is more familiar.

    Feng Ci was eating with relish, Yan didn't know what to think, and said "uh".

    Pei Qianyue tilted her head and asked him, "What?"

    Feng Ci looked at the leftover fruit in his hand, and at the ones in Pei Qianyue's arms, and smiled: "I just thought that we really seemed to be living in this secret realm. It's time."

    Pei Qianyue took a step.

    The senior who created the Magic Spirit Cauldron back in the day would probably find it unbelievable if he knew that his magic weapon could still be used in this way.

    But it was such a mishap that made Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue take advantage of it.

    "Actually this seems to be not bad." Feng Ci said, "You think, if we both can't find a way to get out, my meat is now a puppet that can kill, and he doesn't There is a way to get out. If he can't get out, he won't go to harm the cultivation world again."

    The more he talked, the more he felt that his idea was very reasonable: "Your illusion has now been broken, and there will be no more danger. I don't see the real Lingwu Mountain here, you can be here. Living for three thousand years, it is not difficult to live for a long time with the two of us together."

    Pei Qianyue repeated softly: "Live for a long time..."

     "It's a pity, the time here has stopped, if you stay in this fantasy forever, you may never see the dawn again." Feng Ci looked up at the sky, the galaxy is still bright, " And the fruit that is eaten will not regenerate, so you have to eat it sparingly.”

     Feng Ci said, and took another bite of the fruit.

    Pei Qianyue did not rush to answer, Feng Ci narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Why, you don't want to?"

    He thought Pei Qianyue would be very happy with this proposal. After all, judging from how they got along these days, this person has no interest in, nor cares about, those outsiders.

    He always wanted to follow the wind.

    Feng Ci thought about it and asked, "Are you still worried about the six doors?"

    "No." Pei Qianyue shook his head, "I am very happy that the master can say that."

    Wind: "Then you..."

    "I'm really happy." Pei Qianyue interrupted him, "If I can be with the master, no matter where I go, I'm happy. Yes..."

    Pei Qianyue paused and said calmly: "Yes, living in a forest for a long time is not as easy as the owner imagined, and life may be very boring."

    "So what." Feng Ci didn't care, "You live alone for thousands of years, can't I do it? Besides, I have you by my side."

    "Also."

    A little smile appeared on Pei Qianyue's lips: "Individual life is indeed much more interesting than a person's life."

    Feng Ci revealed the deep meaning in his words, and quickly denied: "I didn't mean that!"

    "What do you mean?" Pei Qianyue said with a smile, "I mean, it's better than being alone to talk to each other alone... Where did the master think?"

    Words: "…"

    He was suddenly very fortunate that Pei Qianyue was invisible, otherwise he would have seen his ears turn red again.

    Feng Ci was angry and annoyed, and he didn't know how to answer, so he turned his head angrily: "I'm leaving!"

    I was about to leave, but was held back.

    The smile on Pei Qianyue's face has subsided, he pulled Fengci closer with a little force, and a low voice sounded close to his ear: "But if the master wants to try to do Some interesting things, I will definitely stay with you to the end."

    He raised his hand and gently wiped off a little bit of berry juice from the corners of Fengci's lips. From the movement to the sound, it was very suggestive.

    “—Want to give it a try?”