"Xiao Man can stay with him. I won't leave."
Fang Caijing touched her daughter's forehead and said gently, "Xiaoman is so good. Your Uncle Yan loves you so much."
After Fang Caijing finished speaking, she glared at the goose warningly and went to cook.
The goose clucked twice innocently, but the goose's cry was so unpleasant that he immediately shut up.
Xiaoman hugged his neck and said happily, "Dabai, you can finally speak."
Chifeng said: "My name is not Dabai, my name is Chifeng."
"Tell your Uncle Yan to take Lin Yue back. They can cultivate together, have children, and become a perfect couple. That way, we can all leave here with him. How wonderful would that be?"
Xiaoman asked, "What about the prince?"
Chifeng: "What to do? He will die alone. Give him a longevity pill and let him live forever."
Xiaoman said, "You are so bad."
Chifeng smiled and said, "You know?"
Xiaoman said, "Uncle Yan taught me to read and learn etiquette, and to be kind. You can't force others to do things they don't want, you can't steal someone's love, and you can't bully them maliciously."
"You're going against the grain. Even if you achieve what you want, it will only be temporary. In the end, you'll still be left with nothing."
Chifeng scoffed, "Tsk, I don't believe it."
Xiaoman said: "Your fate has nothing to do with me. Believe it or not, it's up to you. I only care about Uncle Yan. He won't do what you said."
Chi Feng sneered, "People's hearts are dark, how do you know he won't?"
"He's feeling so frustrated right now, maybe he's wanted to do it for a long time, but just hasn't had the right opportunity or reason."
"Shut up!" Yan Shu suddenly appeared.
He pulled out Chifeng's soul and threw it onto the dead bird outside.
Then a burst of spiritual power hit him, and Chifeng woke up in pain, but his body was stiff and the pain made him unable to move.
Yan Shu said, "If cultivating immortals means taking along a sinister fool like you, I would rather give up this path of cultivating immortals right here."
After saying that, he cast a spell and threw Chifeng out of the space.
Just at this time, the warm sun rose and the ice and snow gradually melted.
The fragrance of plum blossoms blooming in the cold wind comes quietly.
Xiaoman shouted happily: "Uncle Yan, you are finally well."
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