"Lian'er, don't be confused."
"Hurry up and let go of Ouyang Yunyi and come back to dad."
Jin Fushen saw the inseparable scene from a distance, and screamed as if frightened.
At the same time, he ran towards Jin Lian'er, but after running a few steps, he was blown by the wind and was unable to take a step forward.
"Dad, Brother Yun Yi is leaving."
Jin Lian'er glanced back at Jin Fuden and bit her soft lips hard, "Lian'er doesn't want to leave."
"Nonsense" Jin Fushen's body still maintained the collision posture, "Yun Yi is going with his master.
This is a great opportunity for good fortune, and it is not like going to mountains of swords and seas of fire.
What do you mean you are reluctant to give up?
When Yun Yi comes back one day, he will be the best in the world."
Lord, we will all be taken care of by him, don’t stop him.”
"But Lian'er" Jin Lian'er didn't understand these things, but her hands were disobedient and refused to let go.
Jin Lian'er looked at Meng Fan who was drinking alone as if asking for help again.
Meng Fan's hair floated in the strong wind caused by the waves without saying a word.
What he couldn't bear to see the most was separation.
He certainly didn't want Jin Lian'er and Ouyang Yunyi to separate, but what could he do to make Ouyang Yunyi separate?
Don't leave or let both of you go "If you only stay in the human world for a short period of time, why should you accept an apprentice?"
The old man seemed to be still worried about the matter of the jug just now, and said coldly, "What do you want from such a disobedient apprentice?"
The Jinjiaoshan man looked a little embarrassed and said in a serious tone: "Disciple Yun Yi."
Ouyang Yunyi, who had made a life-and-death pledge to his master, raised his face, which had long been filled with tears, and choked with sobs and said to the people of Jinjiao Mountain: "Master, I will never leave my disciple."
The Jinjiao Mountain man sighed helplessly and turned around.
The old man waved his sleeves and the ship slowly turned around.
Jin Lian'er, who had bitten her soft lips until blood dripped, suddenly retracted her hand, then pushed Ouyang Yunyi, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Yun Yi, go, no matter in the world or the underworld, don't forget Lian'er."
Son" After that, Jin Lian'er threw a gold hairpin on her head to Ouyang Yunyi, followed the wind caused by the wave, and ran away without looking back.
Ouyang Yunyi caught the gold hairpin, raised his hand towards Jin Lian'er's back, and shouted: "Lian'er, don't forget it."
Raising his arm to wipe away his tears, Ouyang Yunyi glanced down at Meng Fan sitting on the ground and murmured: "Brother Meng, I know the pain in your heart."
Meng Fan lowered his head and did not look at Ouyang Yunyi.
He waved his hand and said: "Don't miss getting on the boat.
Get out of here quickly.
When you get there, practice well with the master.
Come back and see when you have time.
I will always leave a pot for you."
Wine.”
Ouyang Yunyi forced a smile: "I will beat you to tears when I come back."
Meng Fan then raised his head: "Waiting for you."
Ouyang Yunyi turned around and faced the Hades ship, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Meng, help me take care of Lian'er after I leave.
I don't worry about letting others take care of me.
When brother comes back again, brother will protect you.
Brother is gone." " The word "brother" cannot describe the brotherhood.
Ouyang Yunyi jumped towards the slowly turning ship of the underworld and stood beside his master.
Jin Lian'er threw herself into her father's arms, listening to the sound of the tide gradually becoming lighter, and cried on her father's shoulders.
Jin Fuden patted his daughter's shoulder gently and said with a grin: "Good thing, good thing.
Now that Yun Yi has left, no matter whether he can come back or not, no one in the entire cultivation world will dare to bully us.
There are people below us."
Jin Fuchen's mouth suddenly twitched violently.
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Just because his daughter opened her mouth and bit his shoulder hard, so fiercely that she almost bit off a piece of meat.
While the monks were in a daze, they all focused their flattering gazes on Jin Fushen and his daughter.
It was destined that no one in the Jin family would dare to touch them on this day.
What's more, Meng Fan still has Meng Fan.
But then, a scene that shocked everyone happened.
A figure appeared on the boat that had turned around without any warning.
Who was it but Meng Fan?
The old man actually didn't do anything to Meng Fan who was forced onto the ship.
He just narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to know the Qi family's dream technique."
It is true that Meng Fan did not actually get on the boat, but directly boarded the boat with the complete state of dream magic.
At this time, Xiaoxi was not awake, and the king of hell and I carried him to the underworld in eight sedans.
He would never go, so how could he agree to do it himself?
Take a boat ride But why did he want to get on the ship?
"Boy Meng, why are you doing this?"
asked Meng Fan from Jinjiao Mountain.
Meng Fan glanced at the three blurry figures standing behind the old man, raised his hands to the old man and said: "Senior, please forgive me for being rude.
Two of my friends are missing.
I wonder if I saw them when I came."
Naturally, he was asking about Du Changjue and Yu Lanshan who had disappeared into the Shura Envoy Formation.
Mei Jieyi, who was huddled with other monks, heard Meng Fan ask, and her face changed drastically.
Could it be that two of the three blurry figures on the boat were the eldest brother and the third sister?
"You think I'm good at fishing corpses out of the River Styx," the old man said coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Meng Fan's forced boarding.
Meng Fan still looked at the three blurry figures and refused to get off the boat.
The boat has sunk to the ground with the ebbing tide.
The Jinjiaoshan people hurriedly smoothed things over and said to the old man: "Can't you just let Meng Fan take a look?
For the sake of Qiyao and the sake of incense and wine."
There was a light in the old man's eyes, and he waved his sleeves towards the three figures.
The faces of the three people suddenly became clear, and they looked at Meng Fan angrily.
A hint of disappointment suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's eyes.
The faces of the three of them were all unfamiliar.
They were not Du Changjue and Yu Lanshan.
"I'm sorry," Meng Fan said apologetically, before dispelling the dream technique.
"Boy, for the sake of the incense and wine, I might as well tell you something."
The old man obviously knew that the wine belonged to Meng Fan and said, "There are hundreds of millions of corpses floating in the River Styx.
You want to find someone in the River Styx?
It's as difficult as climbing to heaven, and those who fall into the River Styx will surely die, so you'd better stop thinking about finding someone."
Meng Fan shook his head: "They have special bodies, and they will not necessarily die if they fall into the River Styx."
He pointed to the Styx River again and said: "Senior, the Shura envoys set up an array here to summon the six-path Shura souls.
Does that array connect to the Styx River?"
If it was the River Styx, Du Changjue and Yu Lanshan would have fallen into the River Styx.
"Yes."
The old man nodded impatiently.
"Thank you, senior."
Meng Fan disappeared on the ship.
When the wandering body returned to the physical body, he suddenly felt that the old man owed him something less, which was very mysterious.
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The old man glanced at Meng Fan with a complicated expression, then stepped on the board of the ship.
The ship sank into the ground with the tide and disappeared.
The monks rubbed their eyes and could only see the messy scene of the Nanwu sect, as if Everything before was just a dream.
"Ah Fu, are you tired?"
Meng Fan stroked Ah Fu's head.
Ah Fu shook his head slightly.
"As long as you're not tired."
Meng Fan looked in the direction of the Nanwu Sect, "There is a secret realm of spiritual herbs here.
Let's go find herbs for the stream."
Afu nodded vigorously: