Chapter 222 I Won’t, and I Can’t, Have Feelings for You

Silver light fell on the hut, covering it with a layer of light.

The night breeze blew gently, causing the banyan tree branches and leaves to sway.

At this moment, Fang Yang held the letter in his hand, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

The goddess was interested, which meant that Sen Hui was interested in him.

The two peach blossoms were blooming, which meant that in addition to Sen Hui, Chen Ying was also obsessed with him.

However, this rebirth of the evil luck was worth his consideration!

"Single-minded? No thoughts?" Fang Yang pondered in his heart and made a choice.

There were only two fortunes this time, and the best fortune was still the middle fortune.

The middle fortune would certainly allow him to obtain a fifth-level opportunity, but the subsequent crisis description instantly made him sober.

The crisis was like a wave, one wave higher than the other... Thinking back to the past, he had also suffered such a fortune improvement.

That was when Sen Hui asked him to leave the battle of Xuan Yu and then helped him to seek the master of Saint Fan Liu.

At that time, Saint Fanliu was actually dissatisfied with him and wanted to target him!

Now, this similar fortune reappeared, which undoubtedly indirectly explained: If he chose the middle or lower fortune, that is, to meet Chen Ying, he would be hostile to Saint Sen.

This hostile person could be Saint Fanliu, or Sen Yue, but more likely the only great saint of the Changkong clan at present!

The hostility of a great saint!

"It would be great if I could take Sen Hui to meet Chen Ying." Fang Yang had such a thought inexplicably flashed through his mind.

As an adult, he naturally wanted to be able to "have both".

But he also knew that this was unrealistic.

Now his identity is the young great saint, the leader seed of the righteous path.

Such a personal identity is not impossible to be destroyed, but it requires more significant benefits in front of him, such as the true teachings of the Venerable!

Only supreme treasures such as the true teachings of the Venerable will expose his true form.

"Hu~"

Fang Yang's mind was like lightning, and he made a decisive choice.

He planned to get the sacred material [Golden Sun Wind Peng Wings] first.

As for [Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Vision Inheritance], it was unknown whether Chen Ying had the ability to obtain it.

In fact, the best choice was for him to go to the Changsheng Dao Mansion.

But this was impossible, just because his foundation was already established, and the Changkong Clan would not let him go.

Even if he made a thousand efforts to go to the Changsheng Dao Mansion, he was afraid that he would at most be a nominal disciple and it would be difficult for him to enter the Taoist true teachings.

Now, he could only give up temporarily.

The moonlight fell on the empty steps, and the courtyard was covered with silver light.

Fang Lanxi blinked her starry eyes and listened carefully to Fang Yang's words.

"Lanxi, please write back to Chen Qingrou and say: 'The dreams of youth have long been blown away by the wind. Don't miss me, don't worry about me, I wish you and I are well...'."

At the same time.

Purple Gold Fire Refining Hall.

Except for Sen Hui, Sen's father, Sen's mother, Sen Yue and Sen Wei all gathered here.

They were all waiting for Fang Yang to make a choice!

The Sen family has produced nine great saints in succession. Such an achievement is unprecedented.

Even among the eight golden families, and even among all the venerable sects, the Sen family is one of the few great families.

The power they can have is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Moreover, because of the deeds of Fang Nian and Sen Yuanyuan, when the old things seem to be repeated, it is difficult for them not to be on guard.

Crash...

Not long after, a purple-gold divine light flashed in the field, and Sen Yue reached out and touched it.

Immediately, Sen Yue smiled: "Fang Yang refused to meet, and the words he avoided were: 'The dreams of youth have long been blown away by the wind, don't miss me, I wish you and I are well...'."

The others nodded when they heard this, which was regarded as approving Fang Yang's choice.

Some things should be cut off when they should be cut off, don't do anything annoying!

Father Sen set the tone: "Don't tell Xiao Hui about this."

After saying that, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in the field.

But unlike Father Sen's frankness, Mother Sen thought a little more. She was wary of whether Fang Yang would say one thing and mean another!

"Wei Er, you should spend more time recently and keep an eye on the whereabouts of Fang Yang and Chen Ying."

...

"The dream of youth has long been blown away by the wind. Don't worry about it. May you and I be well..."

After Chen Ying received the reply, her face turned pale as paper.

Seeing this, Chen Qingrou hurriedly reached forward and supported her cousin.

"Sister..." Chen Qingrou said softly, just about to persuade Chen Ying.

Hearing this, Chen Ying closed her eyes: "Qingrou, no need to say more."

She remained determined and insisted on waiting for Fang Yang to appear according to the content of the letter.

Two days passed.

A-37th School, the pavilion in the center of the snow-covered lake.

Chen Ying sat from early morning to night, and from night to the next morning.

Her actions made Chen Kui and others in the dark silent.

Even Sen Wei couldn't help but look up to her.

Just because what Chen Ying did now required great courage!

"It's a mess, hehe..."

Chen Ying smiled bitterly and finally understood Fang Yang's intentions.

She took a deep breath and suddenly felt a burst of jasmine fragrance in her nose.

In an instant, she recalled the sachet she gave to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang didn't give back the purple Kunpeng pattern sachet!

But even so, her face was pale, but she barely raised a little spirit and walked away slowly.

Accompanied by her cousin Chen Qingrou, she cheered up and arrived at the flying boat, about to go to the Changsheng Dao Mansion.

Su Xi, who was on the flying boat, was silently staring at Chen Ying's figure.

Su Xi felt pity when she saw Chen Ying, who looked like a sick beauty.

She had always been paying attention to the movements of the Sen family and Fang Yang, so she naturally knew why Chen Ying was so heartbroken.

Su Xi came to Chen Ying and said:

"There are many talented people in Changsheng Daofu, so there is no need to focus on Fang Yang alone."

"What's more, maybe Fang Yang had feelings for you, but now he definitely won't and can't have feelings for you..."

Boom————

The dull thunder sounded, covering all the sounds.

A thunderbolt appeared in the sky, shining brightly, piercing people's eyes, and making the world tremble.

Su Xi's face turned pale and she quickly shut up.

Countless strong men couldn't stop sweating, fearing that the next moment the wrath of the gods of destruction would descend.

Even the three saints accompanying the flying boat were so scared that they held their breath.

"I definitely won't, and I can't have feelings for me..."

Amidst the panic, Chen Ying's eyes became brighter and brighter, tightly holding the Yin-Yang Taoist Fish Jade Pendant in her hand.

Gradually, she imagined a big drama in her mind.

She suspected that Fang Yang was forced by Sen to break up with her and never associate with her again!

'...Yes, it must be like this. '

'...Who am I? I am Chen Ying, a proud daughter of heaven that the world pays attention to. '

'...Ayang must have a hard time, wait for me, Ayang, I will definitely practice hard and save you from the sea of ​​suffering...'

Compared to being ignored by Fang Yang, Chen Ying was more willing to accept that Fang Yang was threatened by Sen.

She, Chen Ying, was definitely not a jumping clown!

Perhaps it was the appearance of the thunder that made the three saints speed up their pace of departure, frantically urging the children of each surname and lineage to board the flying boat quickly.

When all the disciples boarded the flying boats, the three saints opened the blessed land one after another and took the flying boats in.

Hulala...

The three of them moved very fast, as if they were fleeing from the clan land, which surprised the others.

A remote hut under a banyan tree.

Fang Yang raised his eyes and looked at the three divine rainbows in the distance, his eyes were deep.

Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in the hand.

For now, he should first prepare how to obtain the wings of the Golden Sun Wind Peng!