C245 Leaving Purple Bamboo Peak

Long Zixuan’s faint voice sounded in her ears. His eyes were scary, but she didn’t expect his voice to be so light.

Feng Yu raised her eyes and looked at him. Her heart shrunk. She moved her eyes away and said coldly, “So what? So what? Long Zixuan, I always thought you were a man of your word. I didn’t expect I was wrong about you.”

Didn’t he know why she left the sect? No one knew better than him, but he still blamed everything on others.

Bei Mingchen just happened to be here, so he blamed everything on him. When did this person become so irresponsible?

Long Zixuan’s pupils contracted. He pulled her hand and pulled her into his arms. He opened his red lips and said with a hoarse voice, “Little Feather, tell me clearly. Why did I dare to be irresponsible?”

Long Zixuan had never dared to be irresponsible. Anyone could say that to him, except for her. He was not good enough to her. How could she say that to him?

“You know it yourself. Let go of me.”

Feng Yu pulled her wrist. Long Zixuan suddenly pushed her to the door. He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. The fragrance on her lips was warm. His soft tongue swept across her lips like a feather. Feng Yu’s eyes instantly widened. A trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes.

When Bei Mingchen saw this scene, his chest suddenly started to burn with anger. This anger was so strong that he was stunned.

Was his desire for Yun Fengyu so strong?

He waved his hand and a thin blood-colored half-moon appeared. He waved his hand and the half-moon turned into a blood-red light that shot toward Long Zixuan.

Long Zixuan didn’t even raise his head. He waved his sleeve and a black flame flew toward the blood-red light. With a bang, the blood-red light retreated and turned into a half-moon that landed in Bei Mingchen’s hand.

Bei Mingchen took two steps back and felt his Qi and blood churning. He tilted his head and saw blood dripping from his wrist and falling to the ground.

He pursed his lips and looked at Long Zixuan with his dark eyes. This man’s cultivation had improved a lot. Now, he was no longer a threat to him.

“Little Feather, if you want to leave the sect, I will help you. However, you better not forget what I said. Don’t fall in love with Bei Mingchen. Otherwise, I don’t know what I will do.”

His lips were next to her ear. His voice was soft as he said, “Bei Mingchen hasn’t awakened yet. He’s no match for me. Of course, even if he has awakened, I won’t put him in my eyes. You probably don’t know that I am stronger when I’m stronger. I don’t have a limit.”

His fingers gently rubbed her red and swollen lips, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

Feng Yu squinted her eyes and suddenly slapped him on the face. Five red finger marks appeared on his face, which made people feel sorry for him.

“Long Zixuan, it is my own business who I like. From now on, you have no right to interfere with my business. That slap just now is a lesson for you for bullying me.”

He thought who she was?

She wanted to rape him and kiss him?

Even if she asked him for a reason, he would just say that he didn’t need a reason to do things. He didn’t need a reason to rape her and kiss her.

Feng Yu’s eyelashes shook a few times. She felt like her heart was broken. She had never felt so uncomfortable before.

Long Zixuan lowered his eyes and touched her face. He sneered and said, “So, Feather, you think that I am bullying you by kissing you?”

“Isn’t it true?” Feng Yu humphed and looked at him.

Long Zixuan’s eyes gradually shattered. It turned out that she thought so. He had been acting like he loved her. He looked at Chao Feng and his clothes lying on the floor. He closed his eyes and pursed his lips, not saying anything.

Feng Yu slapped her wrist again. It seemed that she had lost all her strength to grab her wrist. She easily pulled it out.

Feng Yu clenched her fists and looked at him. She quickly ran out of the yard and soon disappeared.

“Long Zixuan, since Yun Fengyu has already left the sect, then you two have nothing to do with each other. I hope you won’t disturb her anymore.”

Beiming Chen’s cold eyes swept over Long Zixuan. He then chased after Feng Yu. When he arrived, he heard Feng Yu say that she wanted to leave the sect.

He didn’t know what had happened between them, but it was a good thing that Feng Yu had left the sect.

Therefore, he didn’t seem to dislike Long Zixuan anymore.

After Feng Yu and Beiming Chen left, only Long Zixuan was left in the yard. He opened his eyes and bent down. His fingers were trembling as he picked up Chao Feng and the clothes on the ground and put them in his arms.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. Even the clothes in his arms were stained with blood. His beautiful face instantly turned pale as if he was ill.

He closed his eyes and the scene of Feng Yu leaving his mind.

Little Feather, I hope you won’t disappoint me…

Feng Yu ran to her room and pulled open the cabinet with a cold expression. She took out some things and organized them. She didn’t have much things on the Purple Bamboo Peak, so she was able to organize them very quickly.

When Beiming Chen arrived, she had already finished packing. There was only a small bag. Feng Yu carried the bag on her back and left without even looking at Beiming Chen.

Beiming Chen’s eyes moved and he chased after her.

When he arrived at the lake in the back mountain of the square, Feng Yu stopped and looked at the lake. It was over. It was finally over. However, she didn’t feel happy at all.

She didn’t want to become Long Zixuan’s disciple in the first place. Why did she feel so sad when she left the sect?

Wasn’t it the best choice for her to leave the sect?

In this way, she might not see Long Zixuan again in the future. So she didn’t need to worry that he would find the fragment of the Divine Seal in her body. She didn’t need to be worried all the time. What was she going to feel?

Feng Yu sat down by the lake. Her face was buried in her knees. Everything that happened that night was just a nightmare. She woke up from the dream and there was no trace of it. She didn’t need to think about it anymore. That was it. That was it…

Beiming Chen stood under the willow tree behind her and looked at her. She was as beautiful as jade. His eyes were dark and his thin red lips were pursed.

Was it because she left the sect that she felt so sad? What was good about that man, Long Zixuan? Why would she be so reluctant to leave him?

He clenched his fists. This woman was his. As long as he spent some time with her, he would make her only think of him. As for Long Zixuan, hmph, that man was not worthy to be his opponent.

The sky was getting darker and darker. After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yu moved her body. She raised her head and rubbed her eyes. She took the bag and stood up from the ground.

She turned around and saw Beiming Chen, who was standing there like a statue. Her eyes moved and she walked around Beiming Chen with the bag on her back.

Beiming Chen followed behind her and walked beside her.

Feng Yu stopped and looked at him coldly. She said, “Why are you following me? Is Prince Chen so free?”

“Feng Yu, you seem to have forgotten what you promised me.” He didn’t mind her attitude. He turned around and looked at her indifferently.

“I didn’t forget.” Feng Yu looked at him and said coldly, “I have a lot of things to do recently. When I finish my business, I will come and find you.”

“How long?” Beiming Chen raised his eyelids and said indifferently.

“I don’t know. Just don’t follow me anymore. Otherwise, I will think about whether I should help you remove the devil seed.”

Feng Yu turned around and left after she finished talking. Beiming Chen frowned and stopped. He didn’t chase after her anymore.

Sacred Peak, Orchid Pavilion.

Ye Jinglan was holding a book in her hand. She sat in the pavilion in the garden. Tang Ling, who was wearing a red dress, stood beside her and said in a light voice, “Master, I have been looking for a chance to follow Junior Sister Yun these days. However, her perception is too sharp. I can’t get close to her.”

Ye Jinglan frowned and a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. “Even you can’t get close to Yun-er?”

Tang Ling nodded and said guiltily, “Yes, Master. I failed Master’s task and I hope Master can punish me.”

Ye Jinglan put down the book in her hand and sighed. “Forget it, I’ll follow Yun-er myself. I have a feeling that she won’t let Yun-er go.”

As she spoke, she looked at Tang Ling and said, “Xing-er, you focus on cultivating. Master has a feeling that you are about to break through.”

“Yes, Master.”

Ye Jinglan picked up the book on the table and looked up. She suddenly saw a delicate figure carrying a small bag walking towards them.

“Yun-er.”

Ye Jinglan stood up and a trace of surprise flashed across her beautiful face.

She hadn’t seen Yun-er for more than a month since they parted last time. She didn’t know what she was busy with. She didn’t expect that she would come to see her today.

Feng Yu walked quickly to the pavilion and stood in front of Ye Jinglan. She said, “Aunt Jinglan, I want to stay here for a few days.”

Ye Jinglan’s eyes swept across Feng Yu’s bag and a trace of suspicion flashed across her eyes. Then, a trace of joy appeared on her beautiful face. She said, “Okay, Yun-er can stay for as long as she wants.”

She grabbed Feng Yu’s hand and looked at Tang Ling. “Xing-er, it’s getting late. Go and prepare dinner. Yun-er will eat with us.”

“Yes, Master.”

Tang Ling turned around and left. Only Ye Jinglan and Feng Yu were left in the pavilion. Ye Jinglan held Feng Yu’s hand and walked outside. She said, “Let’s go, Yun-er. Aunty will take you to your room.”

“Okay.”

Feng Yu’s room was on the right side of Ye Jinglan’s room. On the left side was Tang Ling’s room. The room was clean and tidy. Although it wasn’t very luxurious, it was very elegant. Feng Yu liked it.

Ye Jinglan pulled Feng Yu and sat down. She gently caressed her flawless face and said, “Yun-er, tell Aunty if something happened to you.”

Feng Yu’s nose was sour, but she forced herself to smile. However, she didn’t know that her smile was uglier than crying. “Aunty, I quit the sect.”

A flash of astonishment passed through Ye Jinglan’s eyes, but she soon calmed down and said, “It’s okay. I quit the sect. Yun-er has aunty, so he doesn’t need Master.”