: 1975, took great risks

Feng Lao took a look, obviously did not expect her to ask this question.
He coughed a little. "Most of the time, people and life are much more important than these things. You don't have a good rest, come to the Phoenix, is you looking for Feng Wei?"
Mingwu nodded. "I am a person who has a beginning and a end. I am looking for Fengwei to learn something, but Feng Wei wants to help Feng Lao to rebuild his place. I am thinking about it. If I can help, I will help you." I have time to teach me, Feng Lao, do you think this is the case?"
Feng Lao and Yan smiled. "Feng Lao only needs to rebuild the Haha Feng people. He doesn't have to stare in person, and there is me. Go find him!"
"Well, thank you Feng Lao." Ming Wuyan nodded and went directly to Feng Wei.
The Vatican originally wanted to follow, but after thinking about it, I took the initiative to help Feng Lao arrange the reconstruction.
On the other side, Feng Wei immediately took her to the refining room after she knew that Yan Biaotou had come.
As soon as he sat down, Feng Wei couldn't wait to say: "Yan Shutou, I have a lot of questions to ask you, but I don't know where to start from better, I... I want to know if my master is really like Van Gogh. He said, he killed me?"
He wants to know a definite answer too.
Last night, he didn't sleep well one night. When he closed his eyes, he would remember his master.
If your master is such a conspiracy, how many people in this world are really people who care for themselves!
Mingwuyan looked at the black and black eyes, and obviously did not sleep well. "Are you sure you want to know the answer?"
Feng Wei nodded hard, and he thought that this answer was said from Yan Yan’s head.
I don't know why, the person he believes most now is the little girl in front of him.
She has a natural and convincing power.
Mingwuyan glanced at him, then took out the teapot from the space, boiled it with the spirit of fire, and then took out a fragrant flower, and soaked a cup of fragrant tea for Fengwei.
"Drink!"
Feng Wei knew that Yan Shutou wanted to ease his emotions. He took a deep breath and took a sip of tea. The whole person relaxed his mind and body, and then he looked at Yan Shutou.
"You have been gone for so long, I am naturally unclear about such a long time. However, Yuanzuo people have witnessed your death in the hands of your master, but at that time, the distant people said, Your master may be ignoring the fire..." Ming Mist Yan will carefully talk to Feng Wei when he said what he said.
Feng Wei was directly silenced after listening...
It turns out that the master is only jealous of him?
No, he can see that the master has been watching his eyes for more than a few years, and he is more like an elder to a younger generation.
Because the master's teaching to him is not as harsh as the imagination of outsiders, nor is it as good as the outside world imagined.
He respected the master so much that it was because the master became a very important relative in his life after his father died...
More importantly, the master saved some of his life and saved him. He is grateful...
Mingwu Yan sighed a sigh. "The truth may be cruel, but this is true. Xue Yihan said that in his heart, you are different from Feng Lao. Because of his trust, I will These things tell you. Feng Wei, you know, telling these things to you, I took great risks."
Feng Wei looked up and looked at Yan Yantou, who was serious in expression. "Yan Shutou, you can rest assured. No matter what the truth of the matter is, I will not reveal what you said to me today. If my master is really guilty." I will not choose to be an enemy of you and the cold."
Pretty cold is the kind of person who is not interested in irrelevant things. If you have to intervene in a cold, it is definitely this person, or this thing harms his important people.
With so many years of friendship, he still understands this.
Mingwu Yan saw Feng Wei like this, she nodded gently.
"Since I have chosen to tell you, I may wish to tell you something else. Your master is not only a little problem, but also has a great relationship with the death of Xuan Tianzun. Also, the of your master. Already in the secret star river, the real identity is the old ghost with a secret color in the heart..."
Feng Wei heard this, the whole person was paralyzed...
Although he found that his master might have concealed many things, he really had problems, but when he knew so many truths at once, he still couldn't accept it.
Mingwuyan did not speak at this time. She knew that Fengwei also needed time to digest, and a cup of Lingxiang tea helped him to stabilize his mood.
She also made herself a cup of Lingxiang tea and added a little tea to Feng Wei.
Feng Wei unconsciously drank a whole cup of fragrant incense, and his mind drifted away from far and far...
After a long time, Feng Wei suddenly said: "On the day when the black scorpion was in trouble, I found that my master was very abnormal. There was a thing flying away from the residence of the master... Afterwards, I pondered it. It seemed like a light... ..."
Mingwuyan did not think that Feng Wei would have seen the night light in the hands of Feng Lao. She nodded. "Yes, your master was stealing the night light from the secret of the black scorpion, and the whole black scorpion is in chaos." people."
Some Feng Wei did not understand and asked: "Is this night light always in the hands of my master? How do I feel that my master has been looking for this night light for a while?"
Mingwu Yan shook his head. "No, after the night light was stolen, the old man sent someone to find it, and found the night light back. In order to prevent the night light from being stolen again, so the night is old, too It was the master of Night Clouds who lived in seclusion with the night light. Now I am not sure whether it is Feng Lao who has learned this matter, and the elders of the dark burning have traced the existence of the night old. Later, the old night is for safety. I hid the night light in the Valley of the Wilderness. But before I found the night light, someone had found it first, took away the night light, and left only the lamppost of the night light..."
Feng Wei was silent, and he was clear about Yan Mintou’s going to the Wild Elf Valley...
Master, he actually is...
If the death of Xuantian Zunren is related to the master, then, the cold side...
He suddenly felt that the cold was really very tolerant to him. He actually said that he believed in him under such circumstances.
He closed his eyes and thought about what happened to the recent master again. Suddenly, his face changed. "Yan Shutou, my master has been facing the temple of God before the ceremony of the Fengzu Patriarch. Directions, will this have a different purpose?"
He already believes in Yan’s words...
When Mingwu was trying to talk, he heard the sound of the door coming from outside...
Then someone shouted outside, "The patriarch, it's not good, it's a big deal!"