"Why not? Is there a conflict of interest between zhantian Zong and Fu Zong? I just wanted to have a foothold when I first entered the sect. What the zhantian sect can give me must not be the Fu sect? " Zifeng tries to persuade Gu Liang to return.

It is easy for Lin Jianfu to compromise. Xiaoguang has shouted that he has fallen. Ten thousand years ago, Every warrior was a sect. Pride is brought out from the bone. Where can we allow the slightest difference. It's ok now. I still need one person and two sects. I won't think of this in a daydream!

"I can promise you anything else. "No!" Guliang retreated under Zifeng's forced question, not that he couldn't agree, but that he couldn't be the master at all.

Not far away, a group of Fuxiu looked at the two people in front of them strangely and guessed.

Gu Lianggui is not Lin Jianfu. He is just an elder of Fuzong. When Zifeng goes to kill Tianzong, he will naturally know Lin Jianfu's true identity.

Today, if he lets go a little and is known by the Fuzong in the future, he will certainly be severely criticized by the big elder. At that time, the pattern that Fuzong has managed to stabilize will tilt again. In this case, the big Fuzong will never have a place for him and Fulao again.

This is by no means alarmist. Fu Zong has been in turmoil for so many years, not only because of foreign aggression, but also because of internal worries!

Zifeng looked suspiciously at the cowardice in Gu Lianggui's eyes. He wanted to say that the Fuzong elder was high above, but how could this timid look appear in his eyes, "if you have difficulties, I don't insist, just think you don't know about it, how about it?" With a sigh, he insisted that it was not Zifeng's wish.

"Then you still insist on joining the decapitation sect?" Gu Lianggui sighed. He was helpless. He had no choice.

"You don't need to know this. Just know a little. Wu Zifeng has joined the Fu sect, and you don't know anything else. In addition, I will take half a year's leave. After half a year, I will appear in Fuzong. "

Gu Liang Guiyi, an elder of the Fu clan, has lost his temper in a few words. Is it a "half year holiday"? If Dongfang Qing dared to say so, Gu Lianggui would have denounced it. Do you really think Fu Zong is a place where you can come and go if you want?

But when he just refused Zifeng's first request, Gu Lianggui really couldn't say anything this time. Half a year is better than one person and two sects.

In this way, Gu Lianggui can only watch Zifeng fly away. He is messy in the wind and doesn't say a word.

When Zifeng left, iron blood sect, Guiyuan sect and other sects threw out olive branches to attract Zifeng. However, when Zifeng took out the Fuzong identity token, others retreated despite difficulties and did not mean to persuade again, because there was no concept of one person and two sects in their minds.

The whole day, when the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the enrollment is still continuing. This is the carnival of Haoran college and the carnival of sects.

Just the parting following the carnival makes the figures appear more lonely.

Without prior notice, everyone rushed over. Jing Ao, Huoyan, Lin xuanke, Tang Yun, Roman, sanharm, Chen Zhaoming and others even didn't show up all day. Leng Ruxue came to the back of manglong mountain.

The cloud color floats in the eyes, the moonlight is parked in the palm of the hand, and the gloomy look and the dryness of the narration are still as clear as marks, and it is still impossible to tell how long the separation is in a perfect and beautiful tone.

According to the regulations of previous years, the sects will leave the college in the future, and they, who have passed the examination, will also follow them to the ends of the world, and they will meet very few from now on.

This is a kind of ruthlessness. From now on, we will not be able to clean the tired body in each other's eyes, and can not wash the pure dream trace in the moonlight like tonight. The only thing we can do now is to listen attentively and listen to the gentle advice. At the same time, we should try our best to hold the deep and quiet, so that the scabby sharp arrow can direct the sad and depressed state of mind in gazing or meditating.

Maybe there is still one day for them, but Zifeng will leave the college tomorrow, go to Tianzhou, and then send troops to Xixi state to fight against the demon clan! He was the only one who knew this. Even Lin Xuan, who always knew everything, didn't know it.

But what if you know? Let her follow Zifeng to the battlefield? She is not Zifeng, a genius who can bargain with sects. She is not the person in front of her. What's more, Zifeng is not willing to let his friends in front of him be in trouble with him.

Speechless is the language that flows in people's hearts at this moment. A group of more than a dozen people sat by the cliff of manglong mountain and looked obliquely at the simple moonlight in mid air.

Isn't that the so-called parting? Try to escape other people's eyes and sentimental topics, and wrap yourself up. Like an onion, every time you peel off one layer, your eyes will be closer to your heart, and your grief will begin from then on.

"I said, boss, what would happen if you really blew away the manglong mountain?" Seeing that the people were too silent, Lu Shuguang joked.

As soon as the voice fell, Ge Jinqi and Li Gaofeng both burst up. Obviously, the atmosphere just now was too depressed and needed to cover up their real sadness with the help of crazy company, "what will happen? At least you can't sit here and watch the moon with your dream lover now! Ha ha "

That said, Huoyan smiled foolishly. Didn't you kidnap Lei Yue in just one day? She said she would take her to meet her friends and have a look at the moonlight at the peak of manglong mountain. Ge Jinqi's joke caused everyone to stir up trouble.

Once the decadent spirit was swept away, people in twos and threes happily discussed all kinds of things that happened when they came to Haoran college, such as teachers, elders, messy nicknames, beautiful girls and so on

Lin xuanke has been sitting quietly on Zifeng's side. Ziyan doesn't know when she has fallen asleep in Zifeng's arms. Even in her sleep, she holds Zifeng tightly.

This is from the woman's intuition. Even if Zifeng doesn't say it, Lin Xuan has smelled a faint panic from the air, and then guesses come one after another, blocking her heart and making her flustered.

Once you leave this time, it's really a long way off.

"Can you lend me something?" Lin xuanke suddenly raises her beautiful face and looks at Zifeng affectionately.

"What?" Zifeng was also surprised. When did Lin Xuan take the initiative to ask herself what she wanted.

"Promise me first and I'll tell you." Looking at Zifeng with the burning eyes, Lin Xuan didn't hide her tenderness in front of the everyone at moment.

Smile, "OK, you say it, I promise you." This may be the last thing Zifeng can do.

Just as Zifeng's voice fell, Lin Xuan leaned against his shoulder and said in a nostalgic tone, "borrow your shoulder to sleep for a while, just for a little while." she was as naive as a child.

In the hazy moonlight, many pairs of envious eyes looked over, but no one was willing to open his mouth to break the scenery in his sight.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. It's like a wound, a wound that can't be mended.

Time, like birds passing by, how to see, is speechless.