Feng Xingyao could clearly sense her indifference and alienation towards him, and this feeling made him feel uncomfortable.
Chen Yan slowly walked to the bedside and said without looking back: "If you want to rest, go to the compartment."
"What about you?" A look of confusion appeared on Feng Xingyao's charmingly handsome face, and he stared at Chen Yan's figure.
Chen Yan paused for a moment, then replied calmly, "I need to meditate and practice."
When Feng Xingyao heard this, he frowned slightly and then pursed his lips.
After a moment of silence, he stood up, glanced at Chen Yan, and walked to the compartment alone.
There was a soft couch in the compartment, so he sat on it.
At this moment, his heart seemed to be stirred by a restless force, making him feel a little irritated and uneasy.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke his heart, feeling the strange sensation coming from there.
Chen Yan meditated and practiced like this all night.
Feng Xingyao sat quietly all night.
When the sky was slightly bright, Chen Yan had already gotten out of bed.
Chen Yan looked towards the compartment and called out, "Feng Xingyao."
The silver-haired man who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes. His eyelashes were long and curled. He raised his eyes and looked through the screen at the figure standing on the other side.
He sat up and walked around the screen. When he saw Chen Yan, he paused slightly.
Chen Yan said to him, "Feng Xingyao, your current existence is very special, so you can't let outsiders know that you are still alive. So, you go to my space first, and when the time is right, I will let you out."
Feng Xingyao was silent and nodded.
He remembered the scene yesterday when Chen Yan sent him into the supernatural space. He seemed to have thought of something and reached out to her hesitantly.
Chen Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the hand he extended, somewhat confused.
But she didn't want to ask more questions, so she directly condensed her spiritual power and sent Feng Xingyao into the supernatural space.
Feng Xingyao's figure flashed and he appeared in the supernatural space. His hand was still hanging in the air and his expression was slightly hesitant.
He calmly put his hand away.
"Your Majesty, you still can't remember your master?" Jiu Zhuan trotted over and looked at Feng Xingyao with a hint of resentment.
He continued to complain, "My master has given so much to you, and you don't even remember her. You've even forgotten me. You're so unkind!"
Feng Xingyao heard this and said calmly, "Are you the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower?"
"Yes." Jiu Zhuan nodded.
Afterwards, Jiu Zhuan realized something and hurriedly introduced the members in the supernatural space to Feng Xingyao.
"This is Bai Ze, this is Chong Ming, this is Sun and Moon, this is the White King, and this is the sleeping green ball - the Nether Core!"
"Besides them, we have two companions. One is the Jiaolong Wuying, who claims to be the best beast in the world, and the other is the arrogant and sneering Guiji! They haven't returned yet, but they will come back sooner or later!"
As Jiu Zhuan spoke, under their gaze, he walked to the only soft couch in the supernatural space, and saw that the person lying on the couch was the ancient beast White Tiger - White King.
The White King has white hair that reaches his ears and a Tiger King pattern mark on his forehead. He looks like a cute and playful little girl.
Jiu Zhuan pointed at the soft couch and said to Feng Xingyao seriously, "Your Majesty, do you still remember? You were lying here sick, and the master took great pains to take care of you. You held the master's hand, looked at the master with affection, and said tenderly: I, Feng Xingyao, must have you in my life. Can you let me hug you and kiss you..."
Before Jiu Zhuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Xingyao.
"Shut up!"
Bai Wang was originally lying comfortably on the soft couch, but when she heard these words, she immediately turned over and sat up. She then stared at Feng Xingyao with disgust, "You demons are so disgusting!"
Upon seeing this, Zhulong Riyue coughed violently.
Feng Xingyao's originally rosy cheeks were now gradually tinged with coldness, and his eyes shot towards Jiu Zhuan like sharp arrows.
Jiu Zhuan was startled and immediately hid behind Bai Ze.
What a scary look.
"There's no need to talk about the past." Feng Xingyao said coldly.
…
At this time, Chen Yan could know what was happening in the supernatural space.
When she heard Feng Xingyao say, "There's no need to mention the past," she slowly lowered her eyes.
She owed Feng Xingyao a life, and she wanted to repay him.
Moreover, he is also needed to deal with the Black Water incident.
Chen Yan adjusted his mentality, opened the door, and left the Phoenix clan's main home with Dean Ning Zhen and others.
The person who came to see them off was the young master Feng Huaqing from the Phoenix Clan.
Feng Huaqing looked at Chen Yan again and again. He didn't expect that Chen Yan would leave the Feng family so soon. He had not yet found a suitable opportunity to attack her and take back what originally belonged to him.
Feng Huaqing had a faint smile on his face, but he was actually feeling very aggrieved inside.
In just two days, he lost 10,000 Honghuang Pearls and 10 high-level elixirs.
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.
What's more, Feng Huayan didn't die because of this.
Chen Yan suddenly asked, "Young Master Hua Qing, I wonder how your brother Feng Huayan is doing now?"
Feng Huaqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, “Everything is fine, Miss Shen, please don’t worry.”
"That's good." Chen Yan said softly.
Feng Huaqing watched them leave, his eyes gradually turning from calm to gloomy.
But when others looked at him, his expression returned to normal.
At the same time, in the Feng family dungeon.
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