This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    Feng Ci hid the black snake in his sleeve, too lazy to know that the latter was still slapping his wrist in resistance, and stepped into the Treasure Pavilion.

    The Treasure Pavilion of Folding Sword Villa is a multi-storey attic with a common floor, the middle is empty, and the wooden ladder extends in a ring. Standing on the first floor and looking around, the large display racks are full of treasures and instruments, which are dazzling.

    It is the treasure house of Langfeng City, probably not much better than this.

    "The first floor is mostly self-defense weapons and cultivation secrets, the second floor is celestial medicine pills and rare materials, and the first floor is some rare instruments, Mr. Lu, you—"

    Xiao Chengxuan was still introducing to Fengci, but Fengci didn't care, but walked straight ahead.

    There is a stage in front of the Treasure Pavilion, and on that side is the Magic Spirit Cauldron.

    Probably worried about theft again, several barriers were set up around the Phantom Cauldron, and the barriers merged into a light red mask, covering the copper Cauldron.

    Feng Ci looked at the phantom cauldron with interest, Xiao Chengxuan said: "Master Lu, this phantom cauldron—"

    "This Magic Spirit Ding seems to be very important to your faction?" Feng Ci asked him.

    Originally, I thought that Folding Sword Villa was a sect, but I accidentally got a magic weapon from thousands of years ago, and it was naturally a treasure. But now, there are countless treasures hidden in the Folding Sword Villa, many of which are more valuable than the Magic Spirit Cauldron.

    But Xiao Chengxuan would rather use these in exchange for this thing, which shows that he attaches great importance to this thing.

    "Yes." Xiao Chengxuan concealed, "This phantom spirit cauldron was accidentally acquired by the first generation of the owner. It has been passed down in the sect for several generations, and has always been regarded as the treasure of my sect."

    As a treasure of town style, its symbolic meaning has far exceeded its practical value.

    Never give it to others.

    Hearing this, Xiao Chengxuan finally showed a little displeased expression.

    But he just looked away and said indifferently: "Chenghuan hopes that I will give up Folding Sword Villa, dismiss my disciples, and protect myself."

    Wind: "But you don't want to?"

    "Of course I don't want to." Xiao Chengxuan put his hands behind his back, and said sternly, "I have a hundred heritage of Folding Sword Villa, how can it be buried in my hands?"

    "But you should know that even Master Huikong of Hanshan Temple has been poisoned." Fengci raised his eyes at him, and said calmly, "You don't want Fold Sword Villa to be buried in your hands, In case the real murderer behind the scenes comes to you and slaughtered your entire family. Wouldn't the hundred foundations of the Folding Sword Villa still be put to the torch?"

    "You—"

     Fengci said this is not polite, even Xiao Chengxuan rarely lost his temper. He took a deep breath, restrained a little, and said coldly, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Xiao invited you to the village this time, just to make up for you with a magic weapon. If you want, choose a magic weapon and leave as soon as possible. Xiao still has important things to do, so I won't send it far."

    This is an expulsion order.

    Wind Ci is not annoyed, just waved: "Don't, I don't intend to offend Xiao Zhuangzhu."

    "This is not because I heard this morning that Zhejian Villa is going to join forces with various factions to investigate the real murderer behind the scenes. I admire the courage of Master Xiao very much, and I don't want to see the murderer continue on the loose, so I came here on purpose to help you out."

    He spoke very sincerely, but Xiao Chengxuan's expression was still a little hesitant.

    Fengci asked: "Since the owner of Xiaozhuang is recruiting heroes from all over the world, and now I'm here to help you, why are you unwilling to accept it? Is it your identity as a suspect, or..."

    He lowered his eyes and asked leisurely, "Doubt your strength?"

    Xiao Chengxuan shook his head: "Xiao is not—"

    After he finished speaking, Feng Ci suddenly picked up a dagger from the display shelf.

    Xiao Chengxuan dodged subconsciously, but Feng Ci had the slightest intention to stop.

    Mash—

    "Young Master Lu, you..."

      He was forced to retreat by the force, and with a clatter, he almost knocked over the display rack behind him.

    Xiao Chengxuan barely stabilized his figure.

    On the other side, Feng Ci pulled the dagger back into the scabbard with a bang, and then turned back to him: "Master Xiao, I have offended you."

    Xiao Chengxuan answered.

    The epee sword in his hand was dangling, still trembling slightly, the tiger and even half of his arm were numb from the shock.

    The epee was originally strong in strength, but the opponent only used a light dagger to suppress him to such an extent.

    Who is this?

    "Now, you should believe that I can help you?"

    Feng Ci's tone was still calm, he had just made a move with Xiao Chengxuan, but even his breathing was chaotic.

    Xiao Chengxuan's eyes narrowed slightly and asked in a low voice, "Why are you helping me?"

    Wind speech: "Didn't you say it just now, I admire the courage of the villain Xiao, and I don't want to see the murderer continue to go unpunished."

    Xiao Chengxuan stopped talking again.

    "Master Xiao won't still doubt me, right?" Feng Ci spread his hands, "It's not good to say, if I am the real murderer behind the scenes, why should I be here with Master Xiao? Why don't you just use your tongue and do it directly?"

    He's not talking nonsense.

     Along the way, he took the precautions of Folding Sword Villa in his eyes. This defensive ability is almost useless in front of him.

    Even just now, if he really wanted to do something to Xiao Chengxuan, he would have already died under his hands.

    Xiao Chengxuan also quickly figured this out.

      At this moment, Feng Ci proved his strength, and he even changed the name of Feng Ci.

    "Master Xiao doesn't have to be like this." Feng Ci calculated with him, saying, "I came here rashly, Master Xiao has concerns, I can solve it. But now, we still have to discuss it as soon as possible. The way to deal with it.”

    Xiao Chengxuan said: "What is the opinion of Xianzun?"

    Feng Ci raised his hand and pointed to the bronze tripod placed in front of him.

    ***

    Later, Feng Ci moved into Folding Sword Villa.

    It has only been more than half a day since Folding Sword Villa issued a notice to the cultivation world. The real murderer behind the scenes will not be staring at this place so quickly in a short time, and they still have time to slowly discuss defense strategies.

    That night, Xiao Chengxuan hosted a banquet in the village to receive Feng Ci.

    The treasures can be found from the Zhejian Villa, and their strength is actually good, but whether they come to visit from Tianfengci or hold a banquet, the villa seems a little deserted.

    Feng Ci also doesn't like to go around and ask her questions directly.

    Xiao Chengxuan was pouring wine for Fengci when he said this, he just paused and said calmly: "After the Xianmeng announces that record, I will let the disciples who do not want to stay. It's all downhill."

    This is indeed the style of the light villa owner.

    He would rather be unyielding, willing to stay and fight against a strong enemy, but he cannot force all the disciples of his sect to be in danger with him. Letting them go voluntarily is the right thing to do.

    However, this will undoubtedly weaken the villa's defense ability even more.

    Unfortunately, they are still reluctant to ask Xianmeng for help.

    Feng Ci raised the glass and touched Xiao Chengxuan, and said half-heartedly, "Master Xiao, it's not a bad thing to be alone, but sometimes, you must not be too stubborn."

    "Stubborn?" Xiao Chengxuan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said in a low voice, "Chenghuan also said that I was stubborn."

    "Speaking of Mr. Xiao..." Feng Ci whispered to the darkened sky outside the house, "I wonder how he is now."

    Xiao Chengxuan stayed with Feng Ci all afternoon, and that Mr. Xiao should be kneeling in front of Xiao Chengxuan's house all the time.

    Since last night, I have been kneeling for a day and a night, and I don’t know if I can stand it.

    Xiao Chengxuan's eyes flashed with concern, but he quickly calmed down: "Drink, don't worry about him."

    Wind Ci's eyes contain: "Really don't care?"

    "He stole the treasures of the Fazhen faction and violated the rules of the house. I have expelled him from the Folding Sword Villa. It is he who does not want to leave and wants to kneel in front of my house." Xiao Chengxuan is cold With a snort, "Let him kneel, he can't kneel anymore, he will naturally leave."

    Feng Ci sighed: "But me, his stubbornness is not lost to the owner of Xiao Zhuang."

    Xiao Chengxuan drank by himself and answered.

    Feng Ci took his reaction in his eyes.

    The owner of the Qingzhuang Village was clearly very worried, and he still looked like nothing had happened. If he guessed correctly and drove people out of the villa, he was probably worried that his own younger brother would be in danger if he stayed in the villa.

    In such a tough way.

    Strictly hard-hearted.

    Feng Ciyi, take care of people's affairs.

    The two were drinking and chatting until the wine passed and someone walked in quickly.

    "Zhuangzhu!" is a disciple of Yizhejian Villa.

    Xiao Chengxuan frowned displeasedly: "Didn't you tell me not to disturb me, see me entertaining guests?"

    "Yes, but..." The disciple fell to his knees, hesitating for a moment, "But the second village master..."

    Xiao Chengxuan's face changed: "What happened to Chenghuan?"

    "He, he fainted!"

    Xiao Chengxuan stood up suddenly.

    Aware of his gaffe, Xiao Chengxuan coughed lightly, his expression slightly hesitant.

    It's still the wind and the words: "Master Xiao, go quickly."

    What's going on?

    Xiao Chengxuan said goodbye to the wind, and then led the disciple out. As soon as he walked out the door, his footsteps suddenly accelerated, and after a long time, people were already shadowed.

    With the practice of Fengci, I don’t need to eat and drink on weekdays, and naturally I have been drinking for a long time. He asked himself what he was addicted to, but after trying it for a long time, he didn't hate it when he tried it suddenly.

    What's more, the wine of Folding Sword Villa is rich in aroma and has an endless aftertaste. It is a rare good wine.

    So unknowingly I drank more.

    Feng Ci wanted to reach for the jug, but a black snake came out of his sleeve and wrapped around his fingers.

    "Yo, are you willing to come out?" Fengci asked him.

    The black snake stopped at Fengci's fingertips and raised its head: "Master drank too much."

    "No way." Feng Ci narrowed his eyes, "You can't afford me."

    But the master has left, so there is no need for Feng Ci to stay here. He took the jug from the table and got up to go back to his room.

     As soon as I got up, my body shook slightly.

    Words: "…"

    He used to drink so badly?

    Feng Ci lowered his head, the black snake still wrapped around his fingers, and a round head raised, as if staring at him motionless.

    He cleared his throat, put down the jug as if nothing had happened, turned and walked out.

    Out of the door, the disciples of Folding Sword Villa immediately greeted him: "Beware of Xianzun, the disciple will bring Xianzun back to the house."

    Of course Feng Ci refused: "No, I'm drunk, I can find it."

    After speaking, he walked crookedly to the outside of the yard.

    Pei Qianyue reminded: "...on the right."

    Feng Ci took back the steps she was about to take to the left, and seriously emphasized: "It's because of the poor sense of direction, not because of drinking too much."

    Pei Qianyue's voice was calm: "Well, I know."

    ***

    After a while, under the guidance of Pei Qianyue, Feng Ci finally returned to the residence Xiao Chengxuan arranged for him unscathed.

    He even took care of the light, so he walked in in the dark and fell down on the bed.

    "Dizzy..." Feng Ci sank into the soft bed and frowned tightly.

    I didn't realize it when I drank it, but now I realize that the wine of Folding Sword Villa has great stamina. At this moment, the wine is full of energy, and Feng Ci only feels that the whole mind is spinning around, and it is very uncomfortable.

    The black snake slowly crawled out of his sleeve and climbed to his side: "Who made you drink so much."

    "I used to be good at drinking." Feng Ci closed his eyes and his voice was a little vague, "It must be this body."

    Pei Qianyue was noncommittal.

    He rubbed his face in Fengci and said in a low voice, "Master, change me back, and I'll pour a cup of tea for you to sober up."

    He was transformed into his original form by Fengci's spell, and he was transformed back into a human being.

    "Oh..." Feng Ci replied in a low voice, slowly got up, raised his hand and landed on the black snake.

    But again.

    Did he decide to teach this person a good lesson?

    Why?

    Feng Ci squinted at the snake under her palm, tilted her head, and couldn't remember.

    But it should be.

    Cannot put.

    Feng Ci thought so, and curled her fingers to make another knot.

     Of course Pei Qianyue knew what the knot was, and the black snake's body was tense, and he was about to hide back.

    But Fengci is faster than him: "Close."

    A translucent confinement formation fell on the black snake's body, he couldn't dodge and was covered up, as if he was locked in a spherical vessel.

    Pei Qianyue: "…"

    The black snake was obviously very angry, and he flapped his tail vigorously in the vessel, as if he was still saying something. But the confinement array not only confines all his movements, but also isolates all sounds.

    Fengci flicked her fingers, and the vessel rolled off the bed.

    The black snake rolled on the ground for a while with the vessel, and finally rolled to the corner and stopped moving.

    Wind said with satisfaction: "Just stay there."

    Then, she yawned, finally unable to hold back the drowsiness that came, she slept on the bed with her clothes on.

    The room fell silent again.

    Only the black snake in the imprisoned magic circle in the corner is still trying to beat the translucent light wall.

      After a long time, the light wall finally cracked a crack under the constant flapping of the snake tail.

    The black snake raised its head, and a cloud of blue smoke came out from the top of its head, and floated out of the gap.

    The next second, the snake's body gently fell to the bottom of the vessel, and the gap he knocked out was quickly restored.

    In the dark room, only the blue smoke drifted in the void, and finally turned into a human shape at the head of the bed.

    Pei Qianyue's body was translucent, leaning slightly beside the bed.

    Feng Ci was unaware of this and fell asleep completely.

    "I know how to bully people all day long..." Pei Qianyue gritted his teeth, and there was still anger in his voice.

    Although the confinement circle used by Feng Ci is not a rank, he has a profound cultivation base after all, even if it is Pei Qianyue, it is difficult to break it in a short time. Anyway, his physical body was also turned into a snake by Feng Ci and could not come back for the time being. Pei Qianyue Suo chose to leave his body with his spiritual consciousness, and broke through a gap in the confinement circle and escaped.

    But the state of consciousness is not beneficial.

    He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently traced Fengci's quiet sleeping face. It seemed to be a little itchy from being touched, Feng Ci raised his hand and waved it, but it slid directly from Pei Qianyue's wrist.

    Encountered nothing.

    In the state of consciousness, as long as he wants to, Feng Ci can't touch him.

    Pei Qianyue's fingers continued to slide down, across the smooth side face, touching the soft and crystal lips, and finally landed on the slender and delicate neck.

    His fingers were a little cold, and Feng Ci was shivered by the ice.

    I don't know what to think, Pei Qianyue's face suddenly showed a hint of meaning: "Do you think that only you can bully people?"

    He lowered his head, placed his forehead in front of Fengci's forehead, and his body turned into a cloud of smoke again.

    From the center of the other's eyebrows.

    He quietly entered the sea of ​​knowledge of Feng Ci.