Chapter 106: Fate is Cruel

At this time, the cold wind was blowing outside the temple, snowflakes were flying, and the strong wind blew the snowflakes against the broken window frames of the temple.

Cheng Ying just left without leaving any information for Feng Yi to find. With such heavy snow, the footprints would be covered quickly.

Of course, Feng Yi would not go looking for it.

Strictly speaking, he and Cheng Ying were not even friends. At most, they were just acquaintances of moral obligation. There was no such thing as a necessary relationship, and he had no intention of looking for one.

But Feng Yi was also a little disappointed, but he just sighed and continued to perform the Shenzhaogong method for Li Mochou.

After about a cup of tea, Li Mochou was sweating profusely, and her fair and elastic face became rosy.

Feng Yi suddenly felt a faint fragrance entering his nostrils, which seemed to be the unique fragrance of a virgin. Looking at the recovered Li Mochou, she became even more charming, with a rosy face as beautiful as a flower. He wished he could forget everything and just do what he wanted.

But he knew that at this moment, not only was there a statue watching him, but there might also be an old guy gnawing on a chicken leg, watching silently.

Even if I can ignore everything, I don't have the courage to be watched for free.

Li Mochou came back to life, screamed, opened her eyes and called out: "Zhan Yuan, Zhan Yuan..." She was dizzy and could not tell the difference. She vaguely saw a young man beside her, who was Lu Zhanyuan, whom she had been thinking about for twenty years. She opened her arms and hugged Feng Yi in her arms, shouting: "Zhan Yuan, Zhan Yuan..."

Feng Yi was hugged by her, feeling angry and regretful. He thought that no matter how powerful his system was or how many adventures he had, he could not compare to Yang Guo in front of Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, nor was he as good as Lu Zhanyuan in Li Mochou's heart. He was thinking of getting two for one, but he didn't get any of them. He felt mixed emotions for a moment.

Li Mochou cried out, and felt a warm current flowing through her body. Her mind became clear and transparent. She immediately realized that the person in her arms was not Lu Zhanyuan, but Feng Yi.

He quickly let go, only to see Feng Yi's face flushed and sweaty, obviously he had put in a lot of effort. Thinking of what he had just done, he blushed and murmured, "I...I..."

But when I looked more closely, I saw that the boy's hands were pressing on his chest again, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

At this time, Feng Yi had finished his practice, exhaled a breath of turbid air, took his palm away, and said: "Okay, next time you hug someone, be sure to watch carefully."

Suddenly Li Mochou shouted, "You are shameless!" She grabbed Feng Yi's hand and bit down hard on the back of his hand.

Feng Yi knew that using someone else's life to pick up girls was indeed shameless, and he owed her this. He had no intention of resisting and let her vent her anger.

But the Shenzhao Gong protected her body and immediately caused Li Mochou's teeth to loosen and the corners of her mouth to bleed, but she did not let go.

Feng Yi had no choice but to gather his internal strength and let it go. Even though the pain was excruciating, he did not struggle to break free.

Li Mochou's eyes were fixed on Feng Yi, and she noticed every subtle expression on his face. Seeing that he looked pale and disheartened, she felt a strange feeling in her heart, and her face felt hot, so she let go of his hand.

Li Mochou saw two rows of bloody teeth marks on the back of Feng Yi's hand, and she didn't know how deep they were. She shuddered and looked away again. Seeing that there was no one around, she said leisurely, "That Miss Cheng left just like that, and you didn't try to keep her?"

Feng Yi said: "Now that things have come to this, what's the point of trying to hold me back? Being bitten by your Red Snake Fairy is also an unforgettable memory. Same thing."

Li Mochou raised her head and said with a sweet smile: "You are really a heartless man! That Miss Cheng should leave."

She smiled like a blooming spring flower, but Feng Yi felt melancholy in his heart and said, "She left because of you, and you are gloating over her misfortune. Do you think this is a good thing?"

Li Mochou snorted and said coldly, "Is this really because of me? You stinky men are always fickle and always want more.

That Miss Cheng is quite pitiful. Her parents died when she was young, and she became an orphan, living under someone else's roof. I killed Lu Liding and his wife, and she finally became Huang Yaoshi's disciple and learned martial arts. But she met a playboy like you, so it was inevitable that she would end up with a failed love life. Alas, women have a hard life, especially beautiful women."

Feng Yi's heart trembled, and he didn't answer, which was considered as his agreement.

He had to admit that Li Mochou saw it clearly, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

The two were silent for a long time, as if they had nothing to say. The silence in the room was suffocating.

"Aren't you heartbroken that Miss Cheng is gone?" Li Mochou asked tentatively, as if intending to break the silence.

"Heartbroken?" Why should I be heartbroken?" Feng Yi looked as if it had nothing to do with him and he didn't care.

Li Mochou stared at Feng Yi in a daze, then suddenly jumped up from the ground and sneered, "You are really heartless!"

She made no secret of her dissatisfaction with Feng Yi's words.

Feng Yi was also angry. Hearing her say that, he became even angrier. He said in a muffled voice, "It's a matter between men and women, and we both agree. Besides, I'm just expressing my love for her. If she doesn't like me, it's her freedom. What's the point of me feeling sad? Who am I doing this for?"

Li Mochou glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and snorted, "So what you said just now about being particularly heartbroken was all a lie?"

Her eyes sparkled, and she inadvertently revealed an expression of anticipation.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

To be honest, Feng Yi finds it difficult to control himself when it comes to emotional matters, so he doesn't believe in love.

Hong Lingbo had only met him once, and he was moved only because he felt unprecedented loneliness and emptiness.

From the heart, there is no such thing as love.

The reason why he couldn't let go of Cheng Ying was because of her unique temperament. After looking at her appearance, he just felt that she looked too much like Liu Yifei. So Feng Yi's liking for her was more like a dream come true, or it was just the possessive desire.

What heartache and what's special, they're all lies.

The woman he is currently dating,

Hong Lingbo gave him his virginity, which he could never forget. But Cheng Ying seemed to give him the feeling of first love, which he could never forget. As for Li Mochou, he touched her and saw her body. If she was supposed to belong to a man, it should be him. She wanted Lu Zhanyuan, but it was not okay.

But none of the three can be called love.

Therefore, Feng Yi's mood was extremely complicated.

After a moment of silence, Feng Yi said, "It's not a lie. I like Miss Cheng, and I was just saying it for the sake of conversation."

Li Mochou felt sad, a trace of resentment welled up in her heart, and she said, "It's a pity that you will never understand a truth.

If you want to get true love, giving your heart is the most basic. But even this may not bring you any reward, and it will never be possible if you are so fickle-minded like you!"

Feng Yi sneered: "I know you know a lot. After all, there was Lu Zhanyuan, but you don't need to teach me."

Li Mochou could tell from his unfriendly tone that he was angry. However, being angry was not a big deal. She might have been holding a grudge against her for calling out Lu Zhanyuan just now, so she could not let it go.

Li Mochou bit her lips hard, a salty taste flowed into her mouth, and suddenly a voice in her heart reminded her coldly: "This playboy is nothing, no matter how he loves, is it worth it for you to do this?"

In an instant, Li Mochou felt dizzy and it seemed as if she heard a voice laughing crazily, a laugh that was mournful, cold, and heartless.

Feng Yi was stunned by Li Mochou's sudden miserable laughter. It was the first time he heard such a heartbroken laugh.

There seemed to be countless resentments in this laughter. Feng Yi looked at Li Mochou and could not say a word.

After a long while, Feng Yi shouted, "If you want to go crazy, get out!"

Li Mochou's heart sank, and then she realized that the laughter was actually her own.

She restrained her smile, and returned to her previous calmness and composure, saying lightly: "You think you have done a lot, and you really like women, but in fact you only take advantage of your powerful martial arts skills and meticulous scheming, but there is not a trace of sincerity.

You think you are good at martial arts, handsome and elegant, and there is no woman you cannot get as long as you want.

Little do you know that your actions are that of a charlatan. A charlatan who specializes in deceiving beautiful women, first using sweet words to win her heart, and then deceiving her body. Lingbo is too gullible to trust you, and she will be hurt in the future!"

Feng Yi stared into Li Mochou's eyes and said in disbelief, "Is this how I look in your eyes?"

Li Mochou bent down and said softly, "Yes!" This word was said with certainty. She bent down and kissed Feng Yi gently on the face. She felt the man's face was as cold as ice.

Feng Yi was stunned.

Li Mochou kissed him, stood up and walked towards the door. At this time, the snow reflected a silvery-white light and shone on her body. Every step she took seemed to break Feng Yi's heart into many pieces that could never be put back together.

"Is this kiss a farewell to the past? What did I do wrong?" Feng Yi's hazy voice was suffocating.

"hehe……"

Li Mochou laughed coldly, a laugh that made people feel chilled.

"Do you think that everything you have planned is for me and Miss Cheng, and we should be grateful? You are even more complacent about this perfect plan.

But Miss Cheng is not a fool. The moment you saved me, she had already seen through you.

Because she has already thought that you know you can save me, so they can't kill me, and you won't let me kill them.

So everything we women did was like actors on the stage performing for the master.

Let me ask you, which woman is willing to be fooled by a man? And which man would fool the woman he loves?

And the moment you strangled me to death, I saw you clearly. You never considered other people's feelings for your own purposes! Because you only loved yourself from beginning to end.

If you don’t love others, how can others love you? However, you don’t love anyone, yet you care about everyone. Is there such a beautiful thing in this world? "

"I don't love anyone, but I care about everyone." These eight words made Feng Yi's heart beat uncontrollably. His mind was churning and he kept thinking, "Yes, I never believed in love, and I have never felt loved, and I don't know how to love someone.

Am I not planning something for Cheng Ying and the others?

While the three of them were fighting, I held a stone in my hand, ready to save her if Li Mochou attacked.

If Li Mochou doesn't kill me, I will prepare to kill her and then save her, so as to resolve the hatred between the two sides and achieve my own ulterior motive.

The hatred was resolved, but wasn't I just fooling a few people?

How can a person like me deserve the love of infatuated women like Li Mochou and Cheng Ying? Is there any true love that comes from a plan in this world? "

Feng Yi thought about this and said sadly: "Yes, I was wrong. I deserve this consequence. But facing your situation, what can I do?"

"Simple!" Li Mochou said coldly: "Either help Cheng Ying and the others kill me directly, or help me kill them.

In that case, you will still be a man who dares to love and hate, without losing your masculinity, but you want to please both sides, not knowing that you will hurt both sides.

Hey, to be honest, you have a sweet mouth and strong martial arts skills. No one loves you, but everyone cares about you.

In this case, if you want to get a woman, you might as well be a flower thief, haha..."

After saying this, Li Mochou ignored Feng Yi's stunned look and floated away. But she clenched her teeth tightly, holding back a tear and not letting it fall.

Because she knew that she had developed feelings for Feng Yi, but she couldn't love someone like Feng Yi.

Any woman who falls in love with her will be heartbroken.

And her heart could no longer bear to be hurt again.

Feng Yi knew that Li Mochou was indeed a scary woman because her thoughts had reached extremes. So in her eyes, the only choice was life or death.

But he didn't want anyone to die!

However, Feng Yi had nothing to say about Li Mochou's criticism of his behavior.

Indeed, how can a scumbag have true love?

And after this incident, he understood.

For someone who doesn't believe in love, wanting to get love is just a pipe dream.

Not to mention these famous beauties, each of them is famous for being infatuated and having an extremely strong personality.

Cheng Ying liked Yang Guo so much because he already had a lover and never confessed his feelings to her, let alone sharing a husband with Xiaolongnu!

Li Mochou never forgot Lu Zhanyuan because he had a lover. Even though she turned love into hate, blamed everyone and hated everything, she never thought of sharing him with another woman.

Why should I do that? Feng Yi thought for a while before he knew the reason.

It is because he has a system that he is so arrogant and thinks that he is the protagonist of the world and that everything in the world should be subject to his will.

Little do people know that the reason why people are people is because everyone has different ideas. It is wrong to judge others by one’s own standards, and it is even more wrong to think that one’s own standards are God’s will!

I neither believe in love nor seek love, but I still want a good and respectable girl. Isn't this the most ridiculous idea?

Moreover, since he was able to travel through the heavens, the feudal studies and the way to immortality that he had sneered at in his previous life might not be aimless.

Then the cycle of life and death is constant, and it has been predetermined. But I don't know how many people's fates I have changed, and how many secrets of heaven I have disturbed. Those who seek immortality, cultivate Taoism, and tell fortunes all have five disadvantages and three shortcomings. With such good fortune, how can I not have shortcomings?

Thinking about having all the good things every day is simply falling into a dream without realizing it!

This is the true meaning of the unpredictable way of heaven and the ruthless nature of fate!

When Feng Yi figured out this truth, he felt as if he had been reborn. He felt so happy in his heart that he laughed out loud.

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His laughter was so loud that it could be heard from miles away. The snow in front of the temple gate was stirred up and even the owls in the forest flew away in fright.

Feng Yi laughed, stood up, wrapped the bloody knife around his waist, and walked out of the door with big strides.

It snowed heavily all night, covering the ground in a thick layer. The entire mountain and field was covered in white. The snow was so deep on the road that it would be difficult for an ordinary person to walk. However, Feng Yi walked on the snow lightly, as if he was not touching the ground at all, as if he was not making any effort at all.

In order to check the level of his Qinggong, Feng Yi turned around and saw that each of his steps was more than four feet long, and his footprints only sank a few inches into the snow, leaving only a shallow mark.

This level of lightness skill was actually astonishing, but Feng Yi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

In the study of Qinggong, everyone strives to be without a shadow, disappear without a trace, be as fast as lightning, and move like a ghost. This is speed.

The second is to float on the water like duckweed, to step on the snow without leaving any trace, to be able to sink and float freely in the air, to rise and fall freely, this is to act with qi. But if Qinggong really wants to reach this level, no one has this skill.

Even the number of people who have reached the level of "fast" can be counted on one's fingers.

Feng Yi practiced the Ancient Tomb School's light skills and had extremely deep internal strength as a foundation, but he was unable to truly walk on water or tread on snow without leaving any traces.

Obviously, the so-called "iron palm floating on water" is just bragging.

Feng Yi had fought with the Five Supremes, and he couldn't do it, let alone Qiu Qianren. It was just that he had a system, so he was naturally not satisfied with the current situation.

If I could travel through time to a world full of spiritual energy next time, perhaps I could become stronger.

Feng Yi was thinking, when he suddenly heard a voice saying "Aunt, Aunt."

The cry came from afar with the wind. Before the second cry died down, the echo of the first cry came. The sound came one after another. It was powerful, but also full of panic and crying.

Feng Yi was slightly surprised when he recognized it was Yang Guo, and thought: "Could it be that Xiao Long Nu was raped again, so she ran away again?"

Following the sound, after walking two or three miles, they saw Yang Guo walking in the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow, sometimes shouting at the top of his lungs, sometimes muttering to himself: "Aunt, where are you? What on earth did Guo Er do wrong?"

As Yang Guo was talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from behind him. Yang Guo felt the sound of the wind and took a step forward before he could react. This was exactly the body movement in the Nine Yin Manual.

Feng Yi didn't hit him, but he felt that Yang Guo's martial arts had improved a lot. Yang Guo turned around and saw that it was Feng Yi. He was very frustrated and said, "It's you, Brother Feng."

Feng Yi smiled slightly and said, "Brother Yang, your martial arts have improved greatly."

Yang Guo was in a state of confusion, and said casually, "Even if I am the best martial artist in the world, what's the point! If I can't do it, I still can't do it."

Feng Yi was slightly stunned. Knowing that Xiaolongnu was missing, the boy began to lose heart. This was the disadvantage of liking women. Unlike him, he worked in vain, and even though two women ran away, he was still the same.

Feng Yi was quite proud and said with a smile: "Have you offended Miss Long?"

Yang Guo sighed, found a stone, wiped off the snow, and said, "I don't know if it counts as an offense. Brother Feng, you are knowledgeable, listen to it."

"Okay, you go ahead!"

Yang Guo then told her everything about him and Xiao Longnu.

It turned out that after Feng Yi broke up with them, Yang Guo finally took Feng Yi's advice and did not live in Zhongnan Mountain.

After all, he knew his father's past, and had some understanding of why the Quanzhen Sect treated him that way. He was not so extreme and no longer wanted to go against the Quanzhen Sect.

However, Yang Guo was young at heart and wanted to go out and play, but Xiao Long Nu had never seen the prosperous world, and for some reason, she was very scared and said, "No, I have to heal my wounds first, and then we must practice the Jade Girl Heart Sutra."

So the master and his disciple found another valley and built two small huts to shelter from wind and rain.

Sleep during the day and study hard at night.

A few months passed, Xiao Long Nu first mastered the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, and a month later, Yang Guo also completed the practice. The two repeatedly practiced and had no problems, so Yang Guo proposed to enter the secular world.

Xiao Long Nu felt that there was nothing better than living such a peaceful life, but she thought that he longed for the secular world and it would be difficult to keep him in the deserted mountains for long. She said, "Guo Er, although our martial arts skills are much better than before, how can we compare with your Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo?"

Yang Guo said: “Of course I am still far from being as good as them, but you probably have your own strengths.”

Xiao Long Nu said, "Your uncle Guo passed on his kung fu to his daughter, and then to the Wu brothers. If we meet again in the future, we will still be bullied by them."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo jumped up and said angrily, "If they bully me again, how can I let them go?"

Xiao Long Nu said coldly: "If you can't beat them, it's all in vain."

Yang Guo said, "Then help me." Xiao Long Nu said, "I can't beat your Aunt Guo, it's still useless."

Yang Guo lowered his head and remained silent, thinking about countermeasures. After a while, he said, "For Uncle Guo's sake, I won't argue with them."

Xiao Long Nu thought, "He has lived in the tomb for more than two years and practiced the internal skills of the Tomb School. His fiery nature has been greatly reduced. This is rare."

Actually, Yang Guo was just older and more sensible. Thinking of how Guo Jing treated him with true love, he felt grateful and was willing to make concessions for him. Moreover, he had no deep hatred with Guo Fu and the Wu brothers. They just quarreled and fought over a cricket when they were children. Thinking back now, he had already let it go.

Xiao Long Nu said, "It would be great if you are willing not to compete with others. But I heard you say that outside, even if you are willing to give in, others will still bully you. If we don't practice the martial arts left by Wang Chongyang, we will still be defeated if we meet someone with martial arts skills."

Yang Guo knew that she didn’t want to leave this quiet place, and couldn’t bear to go against her will, so he said: “Aunt, I will listen to you. Starting from tomorrow, we will start practicing the Nine Yin Manual.”

Because of this conversation, the two began to practice again, and Yang Guo no longer thought about going out for fun.

But after a few months, the two of them had improved their internal and external skills. Yang Guo was jumping up and down with great joy, but Xiao Long Nu was unhappy. Yang Guo kept telling jokes to cheer her up, but Xiao Long Nu just kept silent.

Yang Guo knew that he had already learned the skills engraved on Chongyang's remains. As for how long it would take to fully grasp them, he didn't know. However, he already knew most of the secrets and mysteries. As long as he continued to practice in the future, the deeper his skills became, the more powerful they would become.

He thought that Xiao Long Nu didn't want to go down the mountain, but he had no excuse to keep her, so he was worried and said, "Aunt, if you don't want to go down the mountain, we can stay here forever."

Xiao Long Nu said happily, "That's great..." She only said three words and then stopped talking. She knew that even if Yang Guo stayed for her reluctantly, he would not be truly happy in his heart. She said quietly, "Let's talk about it tomorrow." She did not even eat dinner and went back to her little hut to sleep.

Yang Guo sat on the grass in a daze for a while, until the moon rose from behind the mountain, then he went back to the house to sleep. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, Xiaolongnu was gone.

Yang Guo could not help but feel grief-stricken and cried. Thinking over and over, he really did not know how he had offended his master and why she left without saying goodbye.

He had been inseparable from Xiao Long Nu for several years, and they were like mother and son, and also like brothers and sisters. Wouldn't that make him feel heartbroken? He was so sad that he almost wanted to hit his head against the rocks and die. But he still had hope in his heart that if his master left suddenly, he might come back suddenly.

But no matter how long I waited, he didn't come, so I had to go out and look for him.

Feng Yi felt somewhat relieved when he heard this. It seemed that not all his efforts were in vain. He still managed to preserve Xiao Longnu's innocence. However, no one could change this girl's character.

Yang Guo kept clamoring to go down the mountain, but she didn't want to. This was a contradiction, and the woman was extremely selfish. She thought that she left without saying goodbye and made Yang Guo unable to find her, which was for his good and a manifestation of her love for him, so this was reasonable.

Thinking of this, and combining it with his own experience, he said with a sigh: "Brother Yang, women are the most unpredictable in the world.

Miss Long probably feels that she has restrained your desire for freedom, so she chose to leave. When she thinks things through, maybe you can meet again. "

"Really? Isn't Auntie mad at me?"

Yang Guo was very excited.

Feng Yi said: "You two have been through life and death together, your love is stronger than gold, why should I be angry with you, it's just that a woman is inconvenient for a few days and has a bad temper. In my opinion, the Heroes Conference will be held soon, and all the heroes in the world will gather at Dasheng Pass, and I think we can find her there."

Then he stood up and said, "Let's go, I'm hungry, let's go eat something first."

Yang Guo had also not eaten or drunk anything, so the two of them set out together, walking quickly for a few miles. Feng Yi looked back from time to time with a serious expression.

Yang Guo asked curiously: "Brother Feng, what are you looking at? Do you have other friends?"

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "No. It seems someone is really following us!"

Yang Guo laughed and said, “No way. If someone could follow Brother Feng without being discovered, he must be a top expert.

How could such a master do such a trivial thing? "

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of strange things!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped and said in a loud voice: "Senior, how long are you going to follow me?" The voice could be heard from far away.

"Ha ha……"

There was a loud laugh, and the snowflakes on the surrounding branches flew away.

Yang Guo was startled and turned around to see an old man with white hair and beard standing on the branch of a pine tree, looking down at the two of them.

At this time, a strong wind blew, and the pine tree swayed as if it was about to break, but the man's body was firmly stuck to the trunk, rising and falling with the pine waves, showing his extraordinary lightness skills.

The man put one hand on his waist and said, "You stole my prey and looked down on me, so why shouldn't I follow you?"

Feng Yi saw that his clothes were tattered, his face was flushed, and he looked energetic. The mountains behind him seemed to shroud him in clouds and mist, and his sleeves were fluttering, making him look like a fairy.

Yang Guo was filled with awe.

Feng Yi already knew that he must be Hong Qigong, and smiled slightly and said: "I understand that you stole the prey from the senior. But how can you say that I look down on you?"

The two men were more than ten feet apart, facing each other from a distance. The mountain wind was blowing hard, but their voices were still clearly audible, which showed how profound their internal strength was.

The old beggar said, "The five ugly men in Tibet have committed many evil deeds. It doesn't matter who we kill. But you said I won't kill Ouyang Ke, so I have to have a fight with you."

As he spoke, his body trembled and he landed lightly under the tree. In a flash of grey shadow, he appeared in front of Feng Yi. His movements were incredibly fast. He drew a semicircle with his left hand and pushed out with his right hand. Before his palm arrived, a gust of wind rushed straight towards Feng Yi's chest.

Yang Guo was surprised and admired. Who is this old man?

Feng Yi felt a subtle gust of wind and suddenly had difficulty breathing. It was obvious that great power was contained in the subtleness. He was frightened and took a step back, then punched out with his right fist like lightning.

The two men's fists collided, and only a slight sound of "bo" was heard.

Yang Guo knew Feng Yi's abilities very well, and thought that based on the strength of their fists and palms, although they did not have the power to shake the earth and mountains, they were enough to crush everything in their path. Howling winds, flying sand and rocks were expected, so he quickly flew away.

However, when the two of them posed a pair of palms, all the strong wind was condensed in their fists, without leaking out in the slightest, and the snow around their feet did not even tremble.

The two separated as soon as they touched each other, their bodies swayed for a moment, and then they stabilized.

(End of this chapter)