Feng Guang and Fang Yue left Pear Blossom Town. She didn't know where Fang Yue was going, but she wouldn't ask. She just needed to follow him. After flying on her sword for half a day, even without Fang Yue saying anything, Feng Guang recognized where they were.
"Fang Yue, why did you come to the foot of Xuanmen Mountain?" The surrounding geographical environment was no different from that of Xuanmen, which was why she was able to recognize it at a glance.
Fang Yue took Feng Guang's hand and walked towards a tree-lined path. "The people of Xuanmen are definitely searching for me right now. They would never expect that I am not far from Xuanmen."
This is what is meant by the most dangerous place being the safest place.
Feng Guang exclaimed admiringly, "Fang Yue, you're so smart!"
Her tone clearly implied, "How come such an amazing man is mine?" This successfully pleased Fang Yue.
He smoothed her hair, which was slightly ruffled by the wind in the forest, and said, "Fengguang, I'll take you somewhere."
She nodded excitedly, "Okay."
After walking through the woods for about five minutes, a wooden cabin appeared. The cabin was neither too big nor too small, but it had a certain charm when viewed from the forest.
Fang Yue led her inside. “This is a quiet place I built when I came down the mountain. It was built by me in imitation of the bamboo house on Haomiao Peak. No one else knows about it except me and Fengguang.”
Feng Guang seized on the key point in his words, "You also used to live on Haomiao Peak?"
“Indeed, Vast Peak is quiet and secluded, and rich in spiritual energy, making it an excellent place for cultivation, Master…”
She said coldly, "Hmm?"
He immediately changed his tune, “It was Yimu. After he gave me that place to live, I built a bamboo house on Haomiao Peak. Didn’t Fengguang say that when we meet again, he would take you to see Haomiao Peak? I will take you there.”
"No rush, no rush. Whatever it is, let's deal with your problem first." Feng Guang threw herself into his arms, her face pressed against his chest. "Fang Yue, I want to protect you."
Fang Yue kissed the top of her head, "Shouldn't it be men protecting women?"
"You're too easily hurt, I wouldn't dare ask you to protect me."
He sighed. In her eyes, he was already deeply ingrained as someone who was easily hurt and easily deceived.
“Oh, right!” Feng Guang left his embrace, took out the Han Yuan Sword and handed it to him. “Your sword was taken by that old scoundrel. If you want to fight him, you will be at a disadvantage without a weapon. You can use my sword for now.”
“Fengguang, the Cold Abyss Sword is a divine weapon; it will recognize its master.”
"It's okay. I said I wanted it to be your weapon, so it has to be. Otherwise, I'll chop it up."
The Cold Abyss Sword trembled almost imperceptibly.
She came because of the Cold Abyss Sword, and she left because of the Cold Abyss Sword. If it weren't for the Cold Abyss Sword...
Suddenly remembering these things, Fang Yue, who was reluctant to take the Cold Abyss Sword, took it from her hand. As soon as he touched the hilt, he felt a sense of familiarity and connection. This feeling was something that only a master and a divine weapon that had been bound by blood would have.
A hint of doubt appeared in his eyes. Fang Yue turned the Cold Abyss Sword into nothingness, then sat on the edge of the bed with her in his arms, letting her sit on his lap. He asked as if suddenly intrigued, "Feng Guang, can you tell me what the Xuanmen is like in your world?"
"Hmm... It's similar to here. The Xuanmen is very large and has many disciples. However, I heard from the elders that a few hundred years ago, the Xuanmen suffered a great calamity, which killed many people and caused its status among the immortal sects to plummet. Later, my master... My master's name is Xuan Qingzi. He spent several hundred years restoring the Xuanmen's prestige to its former glory. How about that? Isn't my master amazing?"
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