The Legend of Futian

Ye Ye Futian once again stayed in a flower-filled courtyard. He practiced the piano and was accompanied by beauty. Time seemed to pass fast, and he had been unknowingly closed in recent years.

On this day, there was a huge monster breaking into the Qingzhou Xuegong Palace, which was a black big eagle. The people in Qingzhou Xuegong wanted to intercept it.

There are several figures sitting on the **** vulture.

"There." The old man pointed somewhere in the Qingzhou Xuegong Palace, and suddenly the **** vulture spread his wings. On the way, Shi Zhonggong, the master of the Tuxinggong Palace, appeared and screamed angrily.

However, as soon as his words fell, a hurricane came directly, and the violent power flung on him, shaking him directly. The figure on the monster did not even look at him, but went straight to the place where a certain courtyard was located.

In the direction of the Tongbei Courtyard, a white figure stepped out, and walked out in the air, without much movement, and came to the **** sculpture.

"Flower romantic." When the old man appeared in white, he sneered: "Three years have come, what about Miss Xie Yu?"

"Three years have not yet elapsed. You promised not to disturb her." Hua Fengliu responded indifferently.

"The year is coming, and you don't want to let go these days? Miss Xie Yu's talent is outstanding. It is not enough to waste three years with you?" The old man said coldly.

"If you haven't arrived, you haven't." Hua Fengliu responded indifferently.

"Zhou Mu meets the senior of Qin Demon." At this time, the teenager next to the old man was slightly embarrassed towards the flower style, although he was polite, but the smile on the corner of his lips was a little young and faint.

Yan Hua glanced at him and said, "Who are you?"

"At that time, Master revoked Qin Mo's predecessor's soul. I have been disturbed in these years. He deliberately ordered me to come and see if Qin Mo's predecessor is okay." Zhou Mu said with a smile, Hua Fengliu's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, straight He looked at Zhou Mu, but he did not care about a young man, and looked at the old man beside him, "Why do you bring his disciples?"

"This is not what I meant, but the idea of ​​painting Saint himself, Zhou Mu, sixteen years old, the realm of glory, profession, and summoner." The old man said lightly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he immediately understood the intention of the other party, and then he Suddenly laughed, black hair fluttered, and said, "He had lost that year, but now wants his disciples to win it back? Do you want to dream?"

"My teacher abolished the soul of Qin Mo's predecessor, so that his predecessor could not enter Donghai City for the rest of his life. Where did he lose?" Zhou Mu said indifferently.

"Whether you can win or lose," said Hua Fengliu with a smile: "Go back, forgive me for not having time."

"Well, so, then I will pick you up again in the future. If you dare to stop it, the family will not let it go." The old man sneered, and suddenly the black vulture shook up and went away. Hua Fengliu looked at the disappearing black dot and smiled. "You lost that year. If you want to put hope on your disciples, you will lose even more."

Uh ...

In the other house, Ye Futian opened his eyes and felt only endless. These days, the teacher did not teach him any other tunes, only a moonlit heart-washing tune. In addition to practicing martial arts, Ye Futian played the sound of the song. In less than a month, the martial arts realm entered the eighth-level awakening of awakening, while the mage realm broke through two realms and entered the ninth awakening and returned to one realm. Ye Futian naturally understood that it was because the moonlight washes his heart. Qu's sake.

At this moment, Huajieyu is engraving, Ye Futian came forward, walked to the girl, and whispered, "Fairy, do you want me to continue playing the piano?"

"Don't." Huajie said nothing.

"Don't listen to playing the piano? Then say love?" Ye Futian said again, and Hua Jieyu put down the carved pen in his hand, Mei Mei looked at Ye Futian with a smile and sorrow, flying around his body, Ye Futian took a few steps back, saying: The gentleman doesn't move. "

"I'm not a gentleman." Hua Jieyu smiled, the wind spells converged, and they struck Ye Futian in the air.

"Murder's husband has been murdered." Ye Futian turned away and fled. The fairy was already the mage of glory.

"Xie Yu, don't make a noise." Hua Fengliu came from outside to see the farce of the two people opening, then Hua Xie Yu closed it, staring at Ye Futian, this shameless guy takes advantage of himself every day.

"You follow me." At this time, Hua Fengliu said again. Ye Futian saw that the teacher was very serious, so he was a little serious. He nodded and went along with the teacher's footsteps. Instead of taking them to the study, they went to Hua Fengliu's own study.

Ye Huatian's study has bookshelves, and there are dark grids behind the bookshelves. Ye Futian was a little surprised. The teacher opened the dark grids, and there must be very important things.

There seemed to be a few books in the dark grid, which were taken by flowers, and then passed to Ye Futian: "Fu Tian, ​​these will be passed on to you later."

Xie Ye Futian looked dignified for a few moments, took the book, put the lettering on it, Cangshan Longyin, Tian Mo Nu Wu, the costume of the fairy costume ... These are not scrolls, but scores.

"Teacher, these tunes are all phonics." Ye Futian said.

"It seems that you already know that these are indeed phonics spells. I am good at piano, have the title of piano demon, my soul is the piano, and then was abandoned by others. I am reluctant to advance and retreat. It's all passed to you. "Hua Fengliu sighed, Ye Futian's eyes flashed sharply, the teacher was a destiny mage. He had already guessed it, but it was actually abolished.

"Don't ask anything, I don't expect you to take revenge on me, just hope that you practice well, do not live up to your talent." Hua Fengliu looked at Ye Futian's eyes and said: "Qingzhou City is too small for you, not It is suitable for you to practice for a long time. After you enter the realm of glory next year, would you like to cross the East China Sea to the inland? "

"The righteous father already said that I would leave when I was an adult, but when exactly, I still need to discuss with my father and righteous father." Ye Futian said.

"Well, the age is near, you should go home, I will let him go back after the rest of my life." Hua Fengliu said.

Ye Ye Futian nodded slightly, a little bit reluctant, and his eyes turned to Huajie again, saying: "Fairy, take care of the teacher and yourself without me."

Hua Jieyu was speechless. Who cares for whom? This guy looks like she does all the chores except for her practice? Do you still have a face?

"Finally leaving." Hua Jieyu seemed very happy.

"Hey, what expression." Ye Futian was slightly injured.

"What do you say." Hua Jieyu smiled proudly.

"Then I'm gone," Ye Futian said.

"Huh." Hua Jieyu nodded with a smile.

Xie Ye Futian walked towards the door, walked back to the door and said, "I'm really gone."

"Okay." Hua Jieyu still smiled and groaned, Ye Futian sighed, so hurt, he waved, "Teacher, come to see you next year."

I finished talking and left here.

After Fu Yetian left, the study room became quiet in an instant.

Xun Hua smiled with a bitter smile and shook her head: "This kid is not here, but I'm not used to it."

"Dad, you are too poisoned." Hua Jieyu said silently.

"How about you?" Hua Fengliu smiled at her daughter.

"I?" Hua Jieyu's eyes flickered and she said, "I'm naturally very happy."

"The three-year agreement has come. Donghai City is here. Once this year is over, you are afraid to leave." Suddenly Hua Xieyu looked outwards, looking a little bit lost.

Yanhua Jieyu beauty trembled, and there was a strong reluctance in her heart, watching her father's lonely figure saying, "I stay with my father."

"Stupid girl, your mother must also miss you, not to mention, how can you let go of your family and be with me for three years, I'm very satisfied." Hua Fengliu caressed Hua Xieyu's head softly Chant: "It's just that you may never see Futian when you go. In the scene just now, UU reading www.uukanshu.com may be farewell. You should still be angry with him."

Qi Hua Jieyu trembled in her heart, as if she was touched by something. The scene where the teenager left with a smile just now would be farewell?

解 "Xie Yu, do you like Futian?" Hua Fengliu suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Hua Xieyu's beautiful eyes were still condensed, looking up at his father, and then a shy expression appeared on his face, busy: "Dad, what do you say, how can I like that guy."

"Really?" Hua Fengliu smiled at Hua Jieyu and said, "After this year, you will be sixteen years old and have the right to decide your own life. You have experienced too few things and don't understand that some people have missed something. It may be a lifetime. I like Fu Tian ’s kid very much. He is smart, easy to learn, and talented, but hard-working. It seems to be romantic, but passionate. Like me, I am confident that I will not look away. If you do n’t like it, you ’re a father. If you don't want to miss it, then remember to give each other a chance. In the past few days, you should think about it in a hurry. Don't make yourself regret it. "

Yan Huajieyu looked at his father blankly, some people missed it, could it be a lifetime!

"Don't look at the guy who is surrounded by you every day and think that it will always be so. If you suddenly disappear from his life, there will naturally be other outstanding women. You are not even sure about your relationship. Do n’t expect this. How strong the relationship is. "Hua Fengliu left with a smile, leaving Hua Jieyu still in a daze, the girl's mind was touched for the first time, thinking what kind of feeling in that dim feeling?

Ye Futian always felt a little annoyed when he was around. When he was suddenly absent, she was just like her father. Some, she was not used to it. When she thought of her father, she might never meet again in the future. A touch of panic, like a little scared, will lose forever.