Hearing Feng Wuji's words, Yang Yuqi frowned, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

It is true that Prince Yuan of the Gale Dynasty did treat him well.

There is one thing to say, if I was just an ordinary princess of the dynasty, maybe I would have been impressed by him and An Xin could be his princess.

But she is not just an ordinary dynasty princess, she is also a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect.

What he pursues is not the intrigues and intrigues in this dynasty, but the immortal road.

As a Shushan disciple and a monk, she also wants to become an immortal!

Become an immortal...

Although the probability is very low, for her the possibility is almost zero, but she still has this pursuit.

This is a dream!

"I'm sorry, Feng Wuji, you treat me well, but I am a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, and my dream is the same as other monks, which is to become an immortal and ascend to the immortal world." Yang Yuqi looked apologetically at Feng Wu. Ji said.

Hearing Yang Yuqi's words, Feng Wuji showed a sneer on his face.

This sneer came so suddenly that even Meng Fan couldn't understand its meaning.

Feng Wuji said in a disdainful tone: "Is it difficult to become an immortal? If you follow me, I can help you become an immortal in the future!"

He paused for a moment, looked at Yang Yuqi seriously, and said in an even more serious tone: "I will give you one last chance, stay and follow me. If you want to become an immortal, I will help you!"

Hearing these words, Yang Yuqi rolled his eyes wildly and spit out three words in annoyance.

"Neuropathy!"

This is indeed the first reaction in Yang Yuqi's heart, the most authentic thought and portrayal.

The prince of a secular dynasty, oh, prince.

If you keep your mouth shut, you will become an immortal. Are you kidding me?

Even if he is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and is a high-level monk hiding in the Gale Dynasty, it is completely ridiculous to say this.

Meng Fan on the side frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

This Feng Wuji's performance was so weird that it couldn't be described in words.

It doesn't seem right to say that he is crazy.

It would be even more wrong to say that he is a normal person.

Meng Fan asked the old monk in his mind: "Old monk, what level is this Feng Wuji in? He speaks so ignorantly!"

His only impression of Feng Wuji was that he couldn't sense this guy's cultivation and aura.

Under normal circumstances, this means that Feng Wuji's cultivation level is definitely higher than his.

But he couldn't see the real details of Feng Wuji. The old monk should be able to see it. After all, the old monk was also a person who had survived the disaster.

He can barely be regarded as a strong person in the first echelon of Tianyuan World, and to be precise, he should be between the first echelon and the second echelon.

No matter how evil this Feng Wuji is, he should not be able to escape the old monk's eyes.

As a result, what the old monk said next made Meng Fan's heart skip a beat.

"Benefactor Meng, I can't see Feng Wuji's cultivation. In my eyes, he is just an ordinary person with no cultivation at all.

But this must be false, or the treasure that masks this kid's aura cannot even be seen through.

Or, this kid is extremely terrifying, the level of terror is far beyond your imagination! "

Meng Fan was an extremely stable person, and he subconsciously thought it was the latter.

This Feng Wuji is definitely someone who is not easy to mess with. I felt before that I might not be Feng Wuji's opponent. This was not an illusion.

That’s outrageous!

Since this Feng Wuji is the prince of the Gale Dynasty, his real age must not be much older than himself, even ten years older.

From Meng Fan's perspective, he can already be regarded as one of the most evil beings in this world.

If he was not mistaken and the old monk was not mistaken, then this Feng Wuji was simply much more evil than himself.

This is someone who shouldn't exist at all!

At least they are people who should not exist in Tianyuan World.

"That's all." Just when Meng Fan was feeling a little confused, Feng Wuji's words brought him back to reality.

"Since you have made this choice, I will not stop you. Just as from the first day you came to Prince Yuan's Mansion to now, I have never felt sorry for you in any way.

If you want to leave, I will not stay.

But if you want to come back in the future, I won’t stay either! "

After Feng Wuji said these words to Yang Yuqi, he left alone without any further entanglement, but his back looked a little lonely when he left.

Yang Yuqi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

She was really afraid of a conflict between Feng Wuji and Senior Brother Meng. To be honest, Feng Wuji was really okay with her. If he was beaten to death by Meng Fan, maybe she would really feel a little guilty in her heart.

"Senior Brother Meng, he's gone, let's go too." Yang Yuqi said to Meng Fan with a smile.

Meng Fan looked at Feng Wuji's back, hesitated for a moment, and then said with some hesitation: "Junior sister Yang, are you sure you want to leave? This Feng Wuji seems to be really not simple. Maybe you and he are really a person." Good choice.”

From Meng Fan's point of view, Feng Wuji was so obsessed with Yang Yuqi, and it was considered a good choice for Yang Yuqi.

"Senior Brother Meng, what are you talking about? I am now a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect. What does it mean to stay here? I was willing to stay here before because of my mother."

When Yang Yuqi said this, he paused and asked with some worry: "Senior Brother Meng, do you also think that my mother's affairs are more difficult to deal with? If you find it difficult, then I will continue to stay here and not cause any trouble to you. Trouble."

The last sentence contains a bit of uncomfortable emotion.

After all, Meng Fan just categorically said that he could help her and gave her hope. If this hope was shattered now, it would be uncomfortable for anyone else.

"That's not true. Your mother's matter can be easily solved." Meng Fan smiled.

"Now that you've decided, let's leave here now."

The next second, Meng Fan took Yang Yuqi away from Prince Yuan's Mansion, and then quickly left the Gale Dynasty.

An hour later, he and Yang Yuqi appeared outside the imperial city of Dalong Dynasty.

If Meng Fan came alone, it would only take at most one stick of incense, but with the burden of Yang Yuqi, it would naturally be much slower.

"Senior Brother Meng, what are you going to do?" Yang Yuqi asked nervously.

She is somewhat shy about being close to home.

Meng Fan looked at Yang Yuqi with a smile on his face.

"How to do it? Why do you have to worry about this? You do it too. A disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, who is a dignified disciple, is actually bullied by the secular dynasty. It is really embarrassing to Shushan.

Watch out, see how your senior brother does it, and learn from it! "

Dalong Dynasty.

royal palace.

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