Spirit Vessel - Chapter 660

[Chapter 660 Luo Yuer and Nalan Xuejian]

“Feng Feiyun, you’re a big liar, didn’t you say that you lost your cultivation base and that you don’t have much time, why are you still standing here alive and kicking?”

Among the tribes, Nalan Xuejian came out wearing a cyan Buddhist robe, which was elegant and delicate, like a cyan petal floating out. She was so angry that she was so miserably deceived by Feng Feiyun that she almost cried out.

Feng Feiyun thought he could lie to her to give up, but he didn’t expect her to be so persistent, looking for him all the time, it seemed that he still underestimated this girl.

Feng Feiyun smiled and said, “I met a genius doctor who made me recover from my cultivation. Xuejian, why did you come here if you didn’t cultivate Buddhism with Master Wine and Meat?”

“The great monk has something important to do. He went to Shendu, and I sneaked out.”

Nalan Xuejian actually believed in Feng Feiyun, and believed that there really was a genius doctor who could restore his lost cultivation. Her eyes rolled, and she saw Luo Yuer standing beside Feng Feiyun, her eyes were staring. When she came out, she was like a little hen. She was very hostile to Luo Yu’er. She stomped her feet angrily and said, “Feng Feiyun, get over here.”

Feng Feiyun carried his hands behind his back, walked over leisurely, and said with a smile, “Come here.”

Nalan Xuejian took Feng Feiyun’s wrist and hugged Feng Feiyun’s shoulder tightly, and glanced at Luo Yu’er who was not far away, as if she was swearing her sovereignty over Feng Feiyun, saying: ” Who is she?”

Luo Yu’er also stared at Nalan Xuejian curiously, thinking that she was really beautiful, standing with Feng Feiyun, they were a natural couple, but she couldn’t help touching her face, some of whom were with Nalan Xue. The meaning of the comparison is that he is not worse than her.

Feng Feiyun let Nalan Xuejian pull his arm and smiled: “Let me introduce to you, this is the master of the witch temple, the goddess of the witch, Luo Yu’er. Yu’er, let me introduce you, that monk is It’s Master Wuhua Wuxiang. This…is Nalan Xuejian, my sister…”

“It’s not my sister.” Nalan Xuejian added, as if she was deliberately telling Luo Yu’er that her hostility to Luo Yu’er was not that heavy. After all, Luo Yu’er was very beautiful and her status was not low, which made her feel a great deal. pressure.

Sitting on the edge of the stream with no form and no form, no joy, no anger, no delusion, just like sitting in meditation.

Luo Yuer was very polite, Shi Shiran bowed to Nalan Xuejian and said, “Hello, Master Nalan.”

Hearing this title, Feng Feiyun’s brows were slightly wrinkled. Nalan Xuejian was wearing a Buddhist robe. Luo Yuer called her “Master”, so there was nothing wrong with it. The hostility seems to be reminding Nalan Xuejian that you are a Buddhist practitioner, don’t be too close to Feng Feiyun.

This is not right! Luo Yu’er and Nalan Xuejian only met for the first time, and she was mild-mannered. She should get along well with Nalan Xuejian, so how could she be hostile?

Could it be that Nalan Xuejian’s fierce appearance just now made her feel disgusted?

Although Nalan Xuejian was careless, but relying on a woman’s intuition, she still instinctively realized that this Luo Yuer must have thoughts about Feng Feiyun, or Feng Feiyun had thoughts about Luo Yuer. She came out to find Feng Feiyun, just because she didn’t want Feng Feiyun to hang out with other women outside, how could she just let it go when she was caught by her this time.

“I heard that the witch goddess is extremely holy and will never be tempted by any man in her life. I wonder if that’s the case?” Nalan Xuejian said with a smile.

Luo Yu’er bit her teeth gently, nodded, and said softly, “Yes.”

Nalan Xuejian breathed a sigh of relief, but the hostility did not diminish, and said, “Miss Yu’er and I have hit it off. I really want to be best friends with you, and I want to chat with you alone, okay?”

How could Feng Feiyun not know what the hell was going on in Nalan Xuejian’s mind, and just wanted to say something, but Luo Yuer agreed with a smile.

This made Feng Feiyun even more incredible. I always felt that Luo Yu’er didn’t seem to be that timid. She showed some toughness in front of Nalan Xuejian. Although this toughness was well hidden, it was still revealed by him.

Nalan Xuejian and Luo Yuer went to the other end of the tribe and disappeared from sight, while Feng Feiyun and Wuhue Wuxiang also found a stone table and sat down.

Wuhu Wuxiang told Feng Feiyun about the situation outside, only then did Feng Feiyun know that the game between himself and the young master of the evil emperor had already become known to the whole world. Only then did Se Wuxiang and Nalan Xuejian know that Feng Feiyun had entered the outskirts of one hundred thousand mountains and rivers and had come here.

“This girl Nalan has caused you a lot of trouble! It’s disturbing the cultivation of Wuhu Wuxiang Master.” Feng Feiyun said.

Colorless, colorless, white clothes and dust-free, clean like a lotus flower, she smiled and said, “Miss Nalan is innocent and lively, kind-hearted, and infatuated with you. Do you know what she said the most along the way?”

Feng Feiyun smiled and said nothing.

Wu Hue Wu Xiang imitated Nalan Xuejian’s tone, and said, “Feng Feiyun must be messing around with flowers again, this guy will not change his stubbornness, he has a romantic nature, and owes a lot of romantic debts, I have to take care of it. He can.”

Feng Feiyun laughed even louder, one can imagine how naive Nalan Xuejian was when she said this.

“Master Wuxue Wuxiang is not far away for 100,000 miles to escort Nalan Xuejian here, but I can’t thank you now. If I take out some treasures and spirit stones, I’m afraid I will be looked down upon by the master. There is a big jar of wine, I will definitely treat you to a drink.” Feng Feiyun said with a smile.

When talking about wine, Wu Hue Wu Xiang’s expression changed slightly. He drank “a cup and poured it”, and quickly folded his hands and sang the Buddha’s name, “Amitabha.”

A child in Gujiang heard Feng Feiyun’s words, came over and said mysteriously: “Big brother, if you want to drink, you can go to the wine cellar of the patriarch’s house, it is a huge wine cellar, I heard that Before our tribe appeared, the wine cellar had already appeared. Erwazi and I once slipped in, and it was dark inside. Apart from a pile of fruit wine outside, there was still a lot of space inside, but we It was only a few dozen meters deep, and then I retreated back, it was dark and cold inside, and even the fire was extinguished.”

After Feng Feiyun and Wuxi Wuxiang heard it, they glanced at each other and quickly asked the child to take them to the patriarch’s house.

…

Nalan Xuejian walked in front, walked out of the tribe, and took Luo Yuer to a rather secret mountain forest, where the ancient trees were towering, the branches were luxuriant, and there were some old vines wrapped around the trunk as thick as a water tank. Just like a dragon.

Nalan Xuejian stopped, turned around and looked at Luo Yuer carefully. She was a very beautiful woman, wearing a silver robe, with a tall figure and a high jade chest. Half a head higher.

Luo Yu’er was also looking at her, the woman in front of her who was very close to Feng Feiyun, with a graceful figure, picturesque blue clothes, swaying Wusi, her eyes were extraordinarily bright, and the most important thing was that her skin was whiter than her own, Be delicate.

They are comparing each other with themselves.

Nalan Xuejian was the first to break the silence and said softly, “What’s your relationship with Feng Feiyun?”

“Well… he was very good to me. He said he wanted to protect me and avenge my grandfather.” Luo Yu’er didn’t know why she told her this, but after saying it, she felt very happy, with a look on her face. a sense of happiness.

Hearing this, Nalan Xuejian was bulging with anger, and said: “He lied to you, he is a big liar, and he only lied to a naive little girl like you. You don’t know his past, he is A scoundrel who dares to tease a girl in broad daylight, do you believe what this kind of person says? He deceives you because he sees you as beautiful and deceiving. Listen to me, he is a scumbag.”

Luo Yu’er frowned and said, “Why are you like this? You are very beautiful, but you carry the same thing in front of your face, and you are scolding Young Master Feng behind your back like this, how sad he would be if he knew! ”

“I…” Nalan Xuejian was choked by her words and almost fainted.

Luo Yu’er added: “There is also Young Master Feng… In the past, I know better than you, he did not do evil things before, but then he changed, and he did a lot of good things, and he helped me more than once. Since he said he wanted to avenge me, he would definitely not speak up.”

Feng Feiyun’s past, she knows better?

Nalan Xuejian’s hair is about to fall to the ground, she said in her heart, it’s over, it’s over, there’s no way to save her, she has been poured into the ecstasy soup by Feng Feiyun, it’s useless to say anything, I must push her out of the tiger’s mouth, so as not to be caught Feng Feiyun’s slickness ruined his innocence.

Nalan Xuejian thought so in her heart, but she didn’t know that Feng Feiyun was intoxicated with the soul soup. The most fascinated person was herself. When she pushed others out of the tiger’s mouth, she wished that she would be eaten by a tiger in one bite.

“Okay! Since you’re going your own way, then I have another way.” Nalan Xuejian squeezed the jade beads in her hand, and a pure Buddha energy gushed out from her body, and a radiant lotus platform was condensed under her body. There is a Buddha sound lingering on it, and a circle of holy and unparalleled Buddha light is condensed behind him. The voice is clear: “You are the goddess of the goddess, right! Then the cultivation base will definitely not be weak, or let’s have a match.”

Although Luo Yu’er has practiced witchcraft, and her cultivation is not low, she has never done anything with anyone and said, “Why should I compare with you?”

“Whoever wins, Feng Feiyun will belong to whoever is. Whoever will go and cook cooked rice with him, the other person will withdraw and will never appear again.” Nalan Xuejian stood on the lotus platform, her long hair swaying, She straightened her chest, her bright eyes staring straight at Luo Yu’er.

“Ah!” When Luo Yuer heard Nalan Xuejian’s sentence of cooking cooked rice with raw rice, her oval face turned red.

“Do you dare to compare?” Nalan Xuejian didn’t know, so she didn’t quite understand what it meant to cook cooked rice with raw rice, but she probably knew that as long as the raw rice was cooked, Feng Feiyun would belong to her. Now, Luo Yu’er can no longer get her hands on it, so she must win.