The villain is always flirting with me

Chapter 12

Just an hour ago, Fang Qingyu finally woke up faintly. He found that his aura seemed to be able to seep into the ground, and as long as he moved his mind, he could hear movement within a radius of a hundred miles.

Fang Qingyu was pleasantly surprised by this ability. Now he has the powerful life-saving tactic of the system backpack, but he lacks the ability to detect. The additional effect brought by this spiritual root just fills in the gap.

Fang Qingyu carefully listened to the movement around him, but he couldn't find Fang Qinghong.Just as he was about to leave this place, he suddenly heard Feng Changping say that he would introduce Fangfu's disciples to the Zongmen. With a thought, he prepared to stay, hoping to gain Feng Changping's favor and be introduced into the Tianmu Sect.

Shen Baixiao also had this plan.He originally wanted to take away the Zhuo Lingzhu first, but the sudden change in Fangfu caused people to be suspicious, so he had to temporarily leave the Zhuo Lingzhu in the cliff.

When the two heard Feng Changping flying towards them, they immediately turned their faces away and knelt down in front of the pile of corpses.

"Qingyu, don't look for it anymore, that Fang Qinghong is nowhere to be found now, you follow me and leave this place and run for your life."

"No... just in case, what if someone is still alive."

"Qingyu, you have been searching for more than an hour. We have searched the entire Fangfu, but we haven't heard any sound. Come with me."

"No... I won't leave. Maybe someone is just seriously injured and unconscious. If someone still has a glimmer of breath, but can only wait to die here, how desperate he must be."

Feng Changping's heart skipped a beat, and his body settled down.

He looked up and saw a very young boy squatting next to a pile of bloody corpses, and a young man in white stood beside him.At this moment, the young man showed helplessness, and kept persuading the young man on the ground.Seeing that the young man was still unwilling to leave, the young man also squatted down and rummaged through the corpse.

Feng Changping stared at Fang Qingyu, seeing him waving his thin arms and carefully lifting a corpse missing arms and thighs.

The death condition of this corpse was so miserable that even Feng Changping felt a surge of nausea in his chest when he saw it.But this young man wiped off the blood on the corpse very carefully, and recognized the face of the corpse.

The next moment, the young man trembled and called the corpse's name in a low voice. Seeing that the corpse didn't respond, he lowered his head again and pressed it against the corpse's chest, as if he was listening for his heartbeat.

His hair was stained with blood, and his pale face was full of sadness.

Pity appeared in Feng Changping's eyes, he took a step forward, and the sound of his footsteps startled Qing Yu and Bai Xiao.

Fang Qingyu turned around, her eyes fell on Fang Ze, and her eyes suddenly burst into bright joy.

He ran over quickly and almost bumped into Feng Changping's body.

Looking up at Feng Changping, Fang Qingyu clenched his fists vigilantly and said, "You... who are you? Let Fang Ze go."

Feng Changping was not annoyed at being hit by him, but felt a little funny.

This young man probably doesn't know his own cultivation, yet he dares to threaten him with his fists.

Feng Changping shook his head, let go of Fang Ze, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I am Tianmu Zongfeng Changping."

There was a hint of surprise in Fang Ze's eyes.

This Fang Qingyu, with clear eyes and articulate speech, is no longer as stupid as before.On that day, Bai Yu made a bold statement, saying that he would cure Qing Yu's stupidity, but he didn't expect it to be true!

Feng Changping remembered something, and his complexion suddenly turned cold.

He turned his head to look at Fang Ze, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Fang Ze, didn't you just say that everyone was killed, and you were the only one who survived?"

Fang Ze's eyes wandered, and he was speechless for a moment: "I..."

But Fang Qingyu grabbed Feng Changping's sleeve and begged: "Immortal, there are more than a dozen people in Fangfu who have survived, you can find them for me."

Feng Chang calmed his face and nodded.

Fang Ze couldn't help shouting: "Immortal, don't you go after that demon?"

Seeing Fang Ze mentioning the devil, Feng Changping didn't believe his words at all. Instead, he grabbed Qingyu and asked about what happened last night in detail.

Fang Qingyu told the story slowly, from Fang Bailie's death, to Fang Qinghong's obsession, and to the time when everyone hid in the conference hall.

Feng Changping understood the whole story, and vaguely felt that it had something to do with Deng Xianling.But the Immortal Order was given by the Dongyang Sect, and the Dongyang Sect has always had a good relationship with the Tianmu Sect, so it is impossible to have anything to do with the Demonic Dao.

Pressing down the complicated thoughts in his heart, Feng Changping waved his hand and summoned a magic talisman, intending to report the matter of Fangfu to Master Yan Zizhen.

A moment later, a little stream of light flashed on the talisman again.

Feng Changping closed his eyes and listened, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The master actually asked him to go back to the sect first and not to interfere in this matter.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Feng Changping turned his head to look at Fang Qingyu and the others.He sighed, and said: "I have traveled all the way, but I have not noticed any changes in the devil's energy. I don't know where Fang Qinghong fled. Right now, it is more important to find the survivors."

Fang Qingyu nodded, immediately squatted down, and continued to rummage through the corpses.

Feng Changping also knelt down, completely ignoring the blood stains on the ground, and helped to search together.

A look of disgust flashed in Fang Ze's eyes, and he stood aside blankly, wishing he could stay away from the pile of corpses.

Seeing Fang Ze's performance like this, Feng Changping frowned slightly.He turned his head to look at Fang Qingyu, his face softened, and he asked, "These... aren't you afraid?"

Fang Qingyu shook her head: "Not afraid. They are my relatives..."

Feng Changping's heart moved, thinking that this young man had encountered such a disaster at such a young age, but still kept a pure heart, it was extremely rare.

As for Fang Ze, he has a vicious mind and only cares about his own self-interest. After going through this ordeal, he is very likely to fall into the devil's way.

Turning his gaze, Feng Changping looked at Shen Baixiao, but was momentarily stunned.

He didn't look carefully just now, but now seeing Shen Baixiao's eyes that were as bright as peach blossoms, Feng Changping's heart trembled.

A year ago, he went to the southern region to hunt monsters, but was accidentally discovered by members of the Blood Demon Sect and was seriously injured.

After waking up, I found that I was in a cloudy place, as if I had come to the illusion of heaven.

A veiled woman tended him tenderly for several days, healing not only his new wounds but old ones as well.

The woman seemed to be mute and never spoke.In his spare time, he plays the piano in the court.

Feng Changping closed his eyes, as if returning to that day.

His injury just recovered a bit, and he got up and wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard.The raindrops flew obliquely, weaving a curtain between the sky and the earth.Through this curtain, he saw a pair of Jianshui Qiutong at a glance.

The woman sat quietly playing the piano, a petal fell on her pale fingertips, and also fell on Feng Changping's heart.

Since then, the beauty has been unforgettable.

It was only later that he found out that this woman was none other than Shen Mengxian, the well-known medicine king in the Southern Region.

Feng Changping woke up like a dream, grabbed Shen Baixiao and asked, "Do you recognize... Shen Mengxian?"

Shen Baixiao nodded: "My mother once told me about you, you are Tianmu Zongfeng Changping."

Feng Changping: "..." Shen Mengxian remembered him, so he was very happy.But...my mother?

It took a long time for Feng Changping to take his eyes away from Shen Baixiao's face.A cultivator can't tell the age, he had guessed Shen Mengxian's age back then.

But unexpectedly Shen Mengxian's son is so old.

Sighing in his heart, putting away those inexplicable thoughts, Feng Changping asked again: "What's your name, how did you come here?"

Shen Baixiao then repeated the rhetoric that the Fangfu said, especially emphasizing the words Fang Huai's fragments.

Feng Changping frowned. He had practiced for a long time, so he had naturally heard about the old things about Fang Huai's remnants.At this moment, seeing Shen Baixiao saying that Shen Mengxian had read the fragmented scroll, he was worried for a moment, so he quickly pulled Shen Baixiao to ask in a low voice.

A look of worry also flashed across Shen Baixiao's eyes, and he said: "My mother knew about these things a long time ago, so she told me very early not to practice the Fang Huai fragments at home. But I was young and naughty, so I secretly took advantage of her to go out to see the doctor. Cultivate...to the point where you can reach the peak of entraining qi."

Feng Changping suddenly realized.He had some doubts in his heart just now, Shen Mengxian has outstanding aptitude, and his medical skills are famous in the southern region, but her child's cultivation level is so low.

It turned out that it was because of practicing Fang Huai's fragments.

After thinking about it, he also guessed why Shen Mengxian let his son come to Fangfu.Repaying the cause and effect is false, but looking for the remnants is true, but now the remnants are all in his pocket.

Feng Changping smiled at Shen Baixiao, and asked: "If you are willing to join the Tianmu Sect, I can recommend it for you. There are many Fanghuai fragments in the Tianmu Sect... Well, as for whether you can comprehend it, it all depends Your good luck."

Shen Baixiao quickly responded, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."

Feng Changping felt his face collapse a bit.

He cleared his throat and said, "Continue to look for any survivors."

I don't know how long it has passed, and the night falls.

Almost all of them rummaged through the huge Dafang Mansion, but no living person was found.

Fang Qingyu paralyzed and almost fell to the ground. He finally couldn't restrain himself and burst into tears.

Feng Changping's heart felt sore, this child is too attached to friendship, and today's matter, I don't know if it will become his demon. "

He stretched out his hand, rubbed the top of Fang Qingyu's head, and asked, "Would you like to follow me back to Tianmuzong?"

In Fang Qingyu's clear eyes, there was a firm look, and he replied: "Okay."

Only then did Feng Changping turn around and look at Fang Ze, his tone became much colder: "Follow me."

Fang Ze's body froze, and he quickly walked over to them.

As soon as Feng Changping raised his hand, a beam of sword light shot out suddenly, cutting through the layer of clouds.

A long sword with brilliant divine light was floating in mid-air.

Feng Changping jumped up and stood on the long sword.

Shen Baixiao circled Fang Qingyu, and also flew to land on the tail of the sword.

Fang Ze raised his hand, but he couldn't reach the long sword.Gritting his teeth, he stepped on the corpse of a Fangfu man and climbed onto the long sword.

Seeing this scene, the disgust in Feng Changping's eyes grew stronger.

The long sword trembled, and a surge of sword energy shot up into the sky, carrying four people, and galloped towards Tianmuzong.

Seeing that Fang's mansion was about to shrink into a small dot, Fang Qingyu's eyes flashed a look of struggle.

There is one thing that has been stuck in his heart, lingering.

The moment he condensed his spiritual roots, the voices from heaven and earth flooded into his ears almost at the same time. In the midst of the noise, he suddenly heard a very low call.

"elder brother."

The voice was extremely weak, as light as a sigh.

Fang Qingyu immediately recognized that it was Fang Qingheng's voice.

Soon, that voice dissipated in the howling mountain wind, and Fang Qingyu also passed out because of the condensed spiritual roots.

After waking up, while Fang Qingyu was looking for Fang Qinghong's trace, he was also quietly looking for Qingheng, but they found nothing.

Fang Qingyu thought, Fang Qingheng might have escaped.

But with this thought, Fang Qingyu's soft "brother" sounded again.

Mingming had already made up his mind to forget all the past experiences in Fangfu when he left Fangfu, but when the long sword really flew away from Fangfu, Fang Qingyu realized that he couldn't forget the call.

Fang Qingyu's eyes were fixed, and he stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Changping's sleeve: "Immortal, my brother was chased by Fang Qinghong yesterday and fled into the forest. Now he is dead or alive, can you find him for me?"

Seeing that Feng Changping didn't make a sound, Fang Qingyu immediately said: "My younger brother is very gifted, he only condensed his spiritual root last night, and the spiritual root almost reached into the sky..."

"It's him?" Feng Changping was overjoyed, and immediately nodded in agreement, raising his hand to let the long sword fly back to Fangfu.

Fang Ze frowned, and shouted loudly: "Immortal, Fang Qingheng was not chased and fled into the mountains. He relied on his own cultivation, left us, and escaped alone..."

"Oh?" A look of disappointment appeared in Feng Changping's eyes.The Tianmu Sect has always placed the most emphasis on character when selecting disciples. Fang Qingheng doesn't care about his relatives at all, and he may not necessarily protect the sect when he enters the path of cultivation in the future...

Looking past Qingyu, seeing the young man looking at him earnestly, Feng Changping reached out and patted his head, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, I will find him for you. Think carefully, but remember In what direction did he run?"

Fang Qingyu nodded: "It's the west." That voice came from the west...

Feng Changping immediately turned the flying sword and returned to the west side of Fangfu.

With the flying sword hovering in the air, Feng Changping carefully inspected every inch of the ground, and soon he discovered something unusual.

A row of footprints, hidden under the weeds.

"There are footprints there, let's go and have a look." Feng Changping raised his hand, retracted his long sword, and signaled Qing Yu and the others to follow him.

Walking to the front of the footprints, Feng Changping encountered difficulties.

He was not sure whether the footprints were left by Fang Qingheng, but there were no other clues right now, so he could only look for the footprints first to see if there were any other discoveries.

The moment Fang Qingyu saw the footprints, he confirmed that they were left by Fang Qingheng.

Because Fang Qingheng tricked him into the forest that day, he had carefully studied Qingheng's footprints in order to find Fang Qingheng's way down the mountain.

An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, Fang Qingyu and the others followed the footprints and walked towards the mountain.

After walking for a while, Fang Qingyu suddenly frowned.

These footprints... are too weird.

When a person flees for his life, he is often extremely panicked. He will carefully observe the movement around him, and then wait for the opportunity to leave.

Then the footsteps should be chaotic.

But this line of footprints is extremely regular, as if the owner of the footprints has long thought about where to go.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the footprints suddenly stopped in front of a pit. The footprints here were very deep, and it could be seen that Fang Qingheng had stayed here for a long time.

Feng Changping also noticed this. He squatted down and looked at the pit carefully, and found that there were still some plant roots left at the bottom of the pit.

He gently picked up a root and said in a low voice: "It seems that there was a plant growing in this pit, but the plant was pulled out. Right now, I can't guess what kind of plant it is just based on this root." .”

Fang Qingyu whispered: "Immortal, can you show me this root?"

Feng Changping handed the roots to Qingyu, and Qingyu quietly put one of them into the backpack.

[Item: Ghost Mushroom Roots.Efficacy: After taking it, the bones and flesh will rot, and it will turn into blood after death.Blood water, also known as ghost blood, has the effect of rotting bones and flesh when taken.Quality: good. 】

Fang Qingyu was taken aback, he didn't expect that Fang Qingheng came here to pick a poison-drug.

Could it be that he wanted to poison Fang Qinghong?

wrong.

After Fang Qinghong fell into a demon, anyone who approached him would be caught by him immediately, and his flesh and blood would be devoured. Fang Qingheng had no chance of poisoning him at all.

A vague idea came to mind faintly, but Fang Qingyu couldn't grasp it for a moment.

"The footprints are going that way..." Feng Changping stood up, and suddenly pointed in another direction and said.

Fang Qingyu looked along his fingers, but Fang Qingheng's footprints suddenly became messy.

Everyone followed the messy footprints and continued to move forward. Unfortunately, the ground was covered with gravel in the mountains and forests, and the footprints were soon broken.

Having lost the clue and the sky darkened, Fang Ze frowned impatiently, and said, "I think Fang Qingheng has escaped long ago. We have been walking for so long, but we haven't heard any unusual noises. Besides, if he If you are really dead, you should leave a corpse..."

He hadn't finished saying the word "corpse" when he suddenly felt an extremely cold gaze staring at him like a swimming snake.

Seeing the gloomy look in Fang Qingyu's eyes, Fang Ze swallowed, not daring to continue.

Fang Qingyu closed his eyes, and he began to recall everything he heard at that time.

The sound of wind, leaves, water...

correct!sound of water...

Fang Qingyu's eyes lit up, he remembered that there was a waterfall in the mountain.

Unable to explain the thoughts in his heart, Fang Qingyu simply walked towards the waterfall without saying anything.

Feng Changping and the others were puzzled, but they also walked over.

Soon, the sound of surging waves came from the front.

Fang Qingyu closed her eyes, adjusted her steps carefully, to catch the sound in the wind, and compared it with the sound of water in her memory.

Suddenly, his body stopped.

This is the location.

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes slightly, but his eyes suddenly froze.

Under his feet, the moonlight was shining, reflecting bloodstains.

With a bang in his head, Fang Qingyu froze on the ground.

Feng Changping looked down and was also stunned.He didn't know why Qingyu wanted to go in this direction, thinking about it now, maybe it was an inexplicable induction between their brothers.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Feng Changping felt uneasy. He stretched out his hand and patted Qingyu's shoulder: "Let's look for it again, maybe your brother is just injured."

Fang Qingyu acted as if he hadn't heard of it. He knelt down, stretched out a finger, and gently wiped the blood.

[Item: Eating ghost blood.Efficacy: Corrosion of bones and flesh after eating.Quality: good. 】

Fang Qingyu's body trembled slightly. He vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't believe it.

Unbelievable, this is Qing Heng's choice.

Perhaps, this bloodstain did not belong to Qing Heng.Perhaps Qing Heng has never been to this place...

The thoughts in his head stopped suddenly, and Fang Qingyu's eyes narrowed instantly, staring at a certain place on the ground.

He bent down and picked up what had fallen on the ground.

It was a straw rabbit with a dog's tail, yellowed and withered.

"Brother, here it is."

A corner of the memory was opened, and Fang Qingheng vaguely remembered the day when he went to the library, Fang Qingheng carefully held up the rabbit and handed it to him.

At this moment, he finally took over the rabbit.

The boy who stretched out his hand was never seen again.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Many years later, when Fang Qingyu learned that Shen Mengxian, the woman who fascinated thousands of sect disciples in the southern region was Shen Baixiao, she was shocked for a moment.

Fang Qingyu: I didn't expect you to be such an anti-(women's clothing) faction (big brother).