Chapter 1550 The Blue Shirt
In the next few days,
Yi Feng traveled across the vast galaxy and came to a dazzling array of stars.
These planets were either barren and barren, or full of vitality, or flourishing civilizations, or wild and wild.
Yi Feng passed through mountains and rivers, through dense primeval forests, and even drilled into the magma seabed.
His footprints were all over dozens of planets, passing through hundreds of towns and thousands of mountain villages.
Along the way, he met many old friends and heard many of their past stories.
To the south of the galaxy, on an inconspicuous star,
Yi Feng met the master of alchemy who had studied poisons for the war.
For the war, this master of alchemy did his best, even at the cost of testing the poison himself.
This made him experience countless pains and tortures.
In the end, because of the excessive accumulation of toxicity in his body, his cultivation could not suppress it, and he turned into a poisonous body.
The poisonous body is recognized as a disaster star.
He will continuously release strong toxins to the surroundings, causing the death of all living things around him.
The poisonous gas emitted by the poisonous body will become more and more intense, and the scope of influence will become wider and wider.
This kind of disaster star physique can undoubtedly cause the destruction of a planet.
He thought about committing suicide.
But even if he committed suicide, the toxicity in his body will still spread.
The poisonous body will even control his body and spread poisonous gas everywhere, which will cause an even more terrifying poison disaster.
In order not to affect the lives on this planet.
The master of alchemy could only endure the endless torture and seal himself in the deepest part of the sea.
This was a helpless act, and it was the only thing he could do.
Even if the harm had been minimized, there was still no living creature surviving within the thousands of miles of that sea.
On another planet, Yi Feng met the boxing saint of that year.
This was a madman obsessed with boxing.
He had practiced boxing since he was a child and was proficient in all kinds of boxing.
He never used weapons and relied on a pair of fists to fight the enemy.
The reason why he didn't use weapons was because his fists could rival the toughest magic weapons.
The punches he struck could even destroy everything and shatter mountains and rivers.
Such a powerful existence, however, lost his most proud arms and fists in the original battle, and even if Hua Gu was reborn, it would still be useless.
From then on.
He lived in seclusion in a deserted mountain village, and was unable to recover.
On another planet that was originally full of vitality, Yi Feng saw endless desolation.
Not only was it desolate, but it was also gloomy and full of bones.
In the black and red soil, broken limbs and bones, as well as various weapons, could be seen everywhere.
There was no life here, and compared with the previous prosperity, Yi Feng felt extremely sad.
He remembered that the black soil under his feet was originally bluestone slabs, and this was originally a huge and prosperous city.
The long street was crowded with people of all kinds, and the dazzling array of goods was dazzling.
But now, there is only desolation and death here.
I have been to many places and seen many scenes.
Yi Feng has been constantly ending tragedies, bringing new life to the planets. He
has also given his former comrades a new life.
This is a journey of redemption.
The objects of redemption are not only the people and planets in distress, but also Yi Feng's heart.
Yi Feng's originally heavy mood gradually became cheerful after reunions.
The past cannot be changed, but the future can still be pursued.
Let the past and regrets go with the wind, and cherish the brighter days in the future.
This is what Yi Feng told these old friends, and it is also what Yi Feng exhorted himself.
As the invitations in his hand were sent out, the heavy regret in Yi Feng's heart also fell to the ground.
At this moment.
He felt that the breeze blowing against his face seemed to be gentler, and the afterglow seemed to be warmer.
Yi Feng couldn't remember how long it had been...
The last time he enjoyed peace and tranquility was in Pingjiang City.
"Huh..."
Yi Feng took a long breath and let out the depression in his heart.
At this moment, he felt refreshed and relaxed.
He stepped forward and quickly disappeared into the galaxy.
Huacheng.
The Situ Mansion decorated with lights and colors.
The big red lanterns showed joy, and the bright flags flew against the wind.
The Situ Mansion was full of laughter.
Everyone's eyebrows were filled with smiles that were difficult to conceal, full of joy and peace.
Yi Feng walked over the gate and came to the mansion leisurely.
The day after tomorrow would be Cang Sheng's wedding, and he wanted the wedding to be perfect.
So as soon as he came back, he began to check around to see if there was anything else that needed to be adjusted.
The servants of the Situ family were extremely busy.
They had never seen the head of the Situ family attach so much importance to anything, so they dared not neglect it in the slightest.
During the days when Yi Feng was away, Mrs. Situ took care
of all the ceremonies personally. It was clear how much he valued the wedding of the young couple.
Yi Feng had a warm smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and walked through the corridor and the courtyard.
Although everyone had put a lot of thought into the arrangements, everyone had their own ideas of perfection.
Yi Feng was no exception. He felt that there were too few "囍" characters in the mansion.
So he asked the housekeeper to bring him pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he personally picked up the pen and wrote the word "囍" with cinnabar.
He wrote furiously, while several maids beside him kept cutting with golden scissors.
This attracted many onlookers from the Situ clan, who all thought Yi Feng's handwriting was very beautiful.
After writing the word "囍", Yi Feng took the maids to post it everywhere.
"It's a little crooked, move it a little to the right."
"Stick one on the window too."
After finishing, Yi Feng felt that his previous writing was not enough.
So he went to the backyard again to grind ink and prepared to write a couplet for the young couple.
Everyone gathered again.
They watched attentively, and they were all looking forward to seeing Yi Feng's writing and his literary talent.
Yi Feng wrote a couplet with his pen as smooth as flowing water and as fast as a dragon.
The first line: No need for a jade pestle and a thousand gold betrothal gift.
Lower couplet: There is already a red rope tied at both ends.
Horizontal banner: A happy marriage.
Yi Feng's handwriting was powerful and vigorous, like iron painting and silver hooks, and everyone present applauded and praised it.
"Manager, please take this couplet to the wedding room and post it. Also, call Cang Sheng over and tell him that I'm back and waiting for him in the yard."
"Okay, Mr. Yi." The manager said respectfully, and then stepped back.
Yi Feng then had some leisure to drink a sip of tea and watch the clouds roll by.
After a while.
Cang Sheng, dressed in a blue shirt, came excitedly.
The closer the wedding date was, the more uneasy Cang Sheng felt.
He was worried that Yi Feng would not be able to come back in time to attend his wedding and be his witness.
Hearing the news of Yi Feng's return, Cang Sheng felt happy and relieved from the bottom of his heart.
"Brother Yi Feng, you are finally back!"
Cang Sheng came running over with a beaming face, looking very energetic.
Yi Feng looked at Cang Sheng and was absent-minded for a moment.
Then he kept smiling and nodding.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Cang Sheng's temperament and clothes have improved a lot.
It seems that Situ Qingyi is a good wife and mother.
The reason for the absent-mindedness was because Cang Sheng's blue shirt reminded Yi Feng of Cang Sheng's ancestor.
Once upon a time, when they met, the man in the blue shirt was carrying a long sword on his back, and he traveled the world with the sword.