Ouyang Feng was a little defensive: "It was the dean who said that Han Yue and I had a personal grudge, why do you think I was wronged now? I don't believe it!"
Yang Aotian's expression remained unchanged. He patted his shoulder and said, "Actually, the young master has come out of seclusion. He heard about your experience and expressed sympathy. He wants to help you."
"The young master has come out of confinement?"
Ouyang Feng immediately relaxed his vigilance.
He and the young master are close friends regardless of age difference. They share the same interests. Of course, the young master will help him!
Seeing Yang Aotian nod, Ouyang Feng said: "What are you waiting for? Lead the way!"
The young master is Situ Yuque's youngest son in his later years and is very much loved. With the young master around and relying on their previous friendship, he will surely be able to turn the danger into safety this time.
Thinking of this, he became a little excited. If the young master could allow him to be the deputy leader again, the expressions of the people in the alliance would be very good. Especially Chen Kun, who hadn't even gotten comfortable in his seat, he would be so resentful in his heart. It would be really gratifying.
Soon, Ouyang Feng was brought to the place by Yang Aotian.
This is the core area of Hanhai College. He has never been here before. If he had been here before, he would know that Yang Aotian did not bring him to see the young master.
But he didn't know that he followed Yang Aotian into a cave without any precautions. When he looked up, he saw Situ Yuque's shadow standing in front of him.
It was too late for him to run, as he was suddenly sucked over by Situ Yuque.
"ah!"
His screams could not be heard in the cave. As he cried out in fear and horror, his fat body was dissolved bit by bit into essence, blood and pure spiritual power, and was sucked into the shadow by Situ Yuque.
The face of the phantom seemed to be two years younger. Ouyang Feng never dreamed that Situ Yuque was practicing such an evil skill!
Ouyang Feng disappeared.
No one knew where he went.
Feng Siyue's plan to use him to investigate the demise of the Guidao Sect was forced to shelve this, and she could only think of other ways.
The other surviving disciples of Guidao Sect have all arrived today, a total of more than thirty people.
They were sent away by the Ninth Elder too suddenly, and the skills they learned at that time were relatively simple.
Feng Siyue specially took half a day to transfer the various techniques of the Guidao Sect into jade slips, and then distributed the jade slips to them and asked them to practice more according to the jade slips. If they didn't understand, they could ask her.
They were able to survive thanks to Lan Zewu's help. To express her gratitude, she asked Xiao Tangguo to prepare a meal for him.
She also sent a thank-you gift, but the other party refused to accept it, saying that it was the Guidao Sect who saved him first and he was just returning the favor.
However, she made this friend with Feng Siyue.
"Here, this is the fruit wine that my little Tangguo made. Brother Zewu, have a try!"
At the dinner table, Feng Siyue personally toasted Lan Zewu.
There was also Lu Chen who was eating for free and poured himself a glass of red fruit wine.
"Little Candy can actually make wine, I have to try it!"
It didn't smell like alcohol, and Lu Chen thought it was just a low-concentration liquor. However, he didn't expect it to be so strong that his mouth was numb after taking a sip.
But the amazing thing is that it goes down the throat very softly, and there is a sweet fruity aroma coming out, which is quite delicious.
It wasn't as strong after the second sip. Lu Chen couldn't help but drink a few more glasses. Unexpectedly, the alcohol took over quickly and he began to feel dizzy.
"Little Candy, what kind of fruit wine is this? Why can't I taste it?"
Lu Chen asked Little Candy.
"This is called ghost pomegranate, the fruit is delicious."
"What is the ghost pomegranate?"
Xiaomili tilted her head to describe it to him: "It's a pomegranate that looks like a ghost face, about the size of a human head, and the pomegranate seeds are dark red, very much like solidified blood plasma."
Lu Chen looked at the red wine and suddenly felt like vomiting. What was going on
"This ghost pomegranate is really strange. I wonder where it grows?"
Lan Zewu took a sip and asked curiously.
Xiao Mi Li thought about it and said with certainty, "A place that none of you can go to."
Lan Zewu and Lu Chen thought that the mother and son must have come from some secret place.
There used to be many powerful people on the continent. At that time, spiritual energy was abundant, and the powerful people could open up some secret places, forming a separate world, and allow family members to go in to practice. The practice in the secret places was naturally much richer than that in the outside world.
There should still be quite a few secret places on the Abyss Continent. Some of them have had people come out of them, all of whom are extremely talented people without exception, while some may have never left the secret places.
The two of them speculated about the identities of Feng Siyue, Xiao Tangguo and Xiaomili, but they didn't know that the place Xiaomili was talking about was Shura Domain.
However, very few people know about the Shura Realm, and they cannot imagine that this is too normal.
After all, no one would believe that a living person could enter the Shura Realm.
Feng Siyue knew that they had misunderstood, but she did not explain. She lifted her veil a little and had a few drinks with the two of them.
The two men were quite gentlemanly. Knowing that she didn't want to expose her appearance, they didn't stare at her exposed chin.
Only out of the corner of my eye could I vaguely see the white, smooth, and somewhat delicate jaw.
Lu Chen thought to himself, Xuan Shang, why did you refuse to eat Xiao Tangguo’s food at the beginning? You missed such a good opportunity to see her face!
People were toasting each other on the table while Di Xuanshang was soaking in ice water in the room.
Lan Yi was watching, but his mind was distracted by the aroma of food and wine, and he kept swallowing his saliva.
"Are you the reincarnation of a hungry ghost?" Di Xuanshang opened his eyes and said coldly.
Lan Yi hurried over from the window.
"Master, you have never eaten the food made by Little Candy, so you don't know how delicious it is. The same is true for you. You obviously don't need to fast, but now you can't bring yourself to eat."
Di Xuanshang closed his eyes in annoyance: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
Lan Yi muttered softly: "You were the one who said that to me first."
"Go make me a cup of honey water."
A bottle flew into Lan Yi's arms.
Lan Yi was full of doubts. Didn't the master dislike sweet food? Where did the honey come from
When he opened it and felt the pure spiritual energy in the honey, he was almost stunned. This spiritual energy was comparable to that contained in their Dragon Scale Holy Fruit.
You know, there is only this kind of holy fruit in the entire Abyss Continent!
"Master, what kind of honey is this!"
Lan Yi scooped a spoonful into the cup and added some warm water. It was still full of spiritual energy, and he couldn't help but want to take a sip.
Seeing his master holding the cup and drinking it slowly like tasting tea, he said greedily, "Master, how about giving me a little taste too?"
He also made a little gesture with his fingers.
I am really curious about what this honey, which is almost as spiritual as the holy fruit, tastes like.
"Don't even think about it. This is a gift from your future mistress."
Not only did Emperor Xuanshang not give him even a little to drink, he also put the honey jar on the table into his storage ring.
Lan Yi suddenly realized, no wonder the master suddenly became so stingy.
This is just honey, it is so precious. If you give it something else in the future, won’t you have to hold it in your hands every day