"Game?" Su Baiyi was puzzled.
Feng Wan'er simply closed her eyes: "Come on, I'm ready."
Su Baiyi finally understood, his face slightly reddened, and he clasped his fists towards Feng Wan'er: "Aunt, goodbye!" After that, he turned and walked to the door, opened it and was about to go out, but as soon as the door opened, he was suddenly pushed back by a force. Su Baiyi turned his head suddenly, only to see Feng Wan'er gently shaking her sleeves and looking at him with regret.
"I have feelings for you, but you don't. It really spoils the mood." Feng Wan'er shook her head slightly.
Su Baiyi subconsciously reached for his waist, but found nothing. The long sword that had been hanging there had disappeared. Feng Wan'er raised her right hand, and in her hand was the Jun Yu Sword. She sighed softly, "Since I can't forget that person, then of course I also remember his sword. How could the heir of the Jun Yu Sword be so useless?"
"It turns out that you have been pretending all along, aunt." Su Baiyi was sweating profusely.
"I'm not pretending. I really like you." Feng Wan'er jumped in front of Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi was about to run away, but Feng Wan'er stabbed him on the shoulder with a sword. Then he was pulled back and thrown to the bed. Feng Wan'er pulled out the Jun Yu Sword and pointed at Su Baiyi who was unable to move: "It's a pity that you don't like me."
Su Baiyi was so scared that she was sweating all over: "Aunt, what do you want?"
"You don't like me, so I don't want you to like others." Feng Wan'er moved the sword down inch by inch. "You said that after I slash you with this sword, you will be powerless to love others, right?"
Su Baiyi said anxiously: "Aunt, I love you! I will do anything you ask me to do! Now pretend to be acupunctured, close your eyes, and I will do it again!"
Feng Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "Are you really that person's successor? That person is a handsome man, how could he teach a shameless disciple like you?"
"I was deceived by my master's appearance. In terms of shamelessness, I am only as shameless as my master!" Su Baiyi exclaimed.
"Alas." Feng Wan'er raised her sword.
"Aunt, please show mercy!" Su Baiyi's voice was already filled with tears.
"Wan'er, stop making trouble." A tired voice suddenly sounded.
Feng Wan'er put down her sword and shrugged: "You know, you have been hiding here for three months, and I cannot bring back such a handsome boy for three months. Today I finally got one, can't you let me play for a while."
Su Baiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but after looking around the house, he didn't find anyone else, so he hurriedly said, "Thank you for saving me, senior."
"We finally meet. Although you are very different from what I imagined." The voice still sounded tired, and it seemed that every word was difficult to speak.
"Senior, do you know me?" Su Baiyi asked in confusion, "How is it different?"
"You are too weak." Feng Wan'er put away the Jun Yu sword, pressed Su Baiyi's acupoints, and returned the sword to him.
Su Baiyi retracted the sword and quickly retreated to the door, holding the hilt with one hand: "Aunt just made a sneak attack. If I really held the hilt, it would be hard to say who would win or lose."
"Oh? Then try again..." Feng Wan'er said with a smile.
"Aunt, I'm sorry." Before Feng Wan'er could finish her words, Su Baiyi had already leaped in front of her, and the Junyu Sword was instantly unsheathed. Feng Wan'er frowned and was about to attack, but a figure suddenly blocked her way. The man stretched out two fingers and directly clamped Su Baiyi's long sword, saying lightly: "Swordsmanship is acceptable."
Su Baiyi tried hard to move the sword forward, but after a long time, the sword didn't move at all. He tried hard to pull the sword back, but the sword still didn't move. He said helplessly: "Who are you, senior? Why did you bring me here?"
"I should ask you. What is Xie Kanhua's disciple doing in Tian Xiaoyun Realm?" The man flicked his finger and sent Su Baiyi back. Su Baiyi stood still with the sword in his hand and carefully looked at the man in front of him. He was handsome and dressed in gorgeous clothes. He looked about the same age as Xie Kanhua. He was tall and had an extremely pale face without any blood color. The more he looked at his face, the more familiar it became. After studying it for a long time, Su Baiyi concluded, "Are you Feng Zuojun's father?"
"Dad is dad, don't add the word old. My name is Feng Yuhan, and I'm the grand master of Tianxiaoyun Realm." Feng Yuhan coughed lightly after saying this.
"Didn't they say you were missing?" Su Baiyi asked confusedly.
"If I hadn't disappeared, we wouldn't have met here." Feng Yuhan narrowed his eyes, "Do you recognize my son?"
"Senior Brother Feng and I are both disciples of the academy. He entered much earlier than me, so I call him Senior Brother." Su Baiyi bowed his head respectfully and said, "I am also very curious, how did Sect Master Feng recognize me? Could it be that you often communicate with my master, and you have also been paying attention to my growth since I was a child?"
Feng Yuhan shook his head: "Three years ago, I heard about it from Mr. Rusheng. Before that, I also thought that Xie Kanhua was dead. These things are a long story, so let's not talk about them. Why did you come to Tianxiaoyunjing?"
"He came with the third son of the Xie family." Feng Wan'er stepped forward and said, "I guess Xie Kanhua must have arranged for them to come. Could it be that Xie Kanhua was also in that carriage? If it is really Xie Kanhua who came, it seems that there is a turning point in this matter."
"Master was taken away by Shanglin Tiangong. He didn't come with me." Su Baiyi shook his head. "It was Senior Brother Feng who brought us here. Senior Brother Feng was also in that carriage."
Feng Yuhan was shocked: "What! Why is he back?"
"Something big happened at home, and his father's whereabouts are unknown, so of course he has to come." Su Baiyi looked confused, "Is there any problem?"
"No, you guys leave quickly." Feng Yuhan shook his head, "What's the point of him coming here! Before, when he was in the academy, the second brother and the others didn't dare to act rashly. Now he ran back to the mountain by himself. Isn't this walking into a trap?"
"There are four of us coming on this trip, Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Xie, who is the third son of the Xie family, Xie Yuling, and my senior sister, Nangong Xier, the direct disciple of the Confucian Sage and the successor of the swordsmanship of our second senior brother Nan Yulou!" Su Baiyi explained.
"Don't waste your lives, kids. Get down the mountain quickly!" Feng Yuhan turned to Feng Wan'er and said, "Since it's not Xie Kanhua who came, send them down the mountain quickly."
"Master Feng, you have too little confidence in us young people." Su Baiyi suddenly laughed, "And among the four of us, there is also me, but I am-"
"The heir of the Immortal Book."