Chen Feng's heart became more complicated. Is this really a sound? How did she become like this?

Seeing each other again, she was too far from what he imagined. There is no overlap in the slightest, and it is completely the appearance of a stranger!

What has she learned from following that senior over the years?

"Forget it, spare him today." When the guests came, Shaoyin's interest in interrogation was interrupted, and he instructed the young man behind him, "Take him down."

The boy walked out and replied, "Yes, Master."

When he came to the man, he bent down and grabbed the man's collar, dragging him to go out.

When passing by Chen Feng, he tilted his head and glanced at him.

Chen Feng was inexplicably looked at by the slightly hostile eyes of the young man.

Thinking of the hidden and burning eyes of this young man when he just looked at Yinyin, and thinking of him calling Yinyin as his master, Chen Feng's brain throbbed abruptly. It seems that the world has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few years. The people he knows and the things he knows have become unfamiliar and strange.

"Long time no see." Shao Yin picked up a cup of tea and greeted him with a smile.

Chen Feng pursed his lips and didn't answer for a while.

His left hand was rubbing the scabbard, but his eyes did not see the joy of reunion. At this moment, there was a bit of spying hidden in the sharpness.

They were separated for many years. We have only been together for fifteen years, but we have not been together for decades. Between them, it should be more unfamiliar than familiar.

She acted as if they had never been apart, and there was nothing strange between them.

Chen Feng's heart was instantly alert.

"Long time no see." After a long time, he didn't notice anything unusual in her expression, and he spoke slowly.

Shaoyin drank half a cup of tea, put the teacup on the table, and leaned against the back of the chair lazily and casually: "What are you looking for?"

"I..." Chen Feng clenched his fingers, his face gradually complicated.

He had fulfilled his promise and looked for her again, wanting to confirm his heart with her. Worried that her life span was short, he even delayed going to Xuan Tianzong for revenge, and came to her as soon as possible.

However, what he saw at this time made him uncertain.

She has changed a lot.

Her demeanor, her way of doing things, and the aura she exudes all over her body are unfamiliar everywhere, and she can't see the shadow of the past.

She had completely turned into a stranger, and apart from a face that looked alike, she could no longer see the familiar.

"Where's the senior?" Not knowing how to speak, Chen Feng simply changed the subject.

Shaoyin said: "She is not at home."

After a pause, "Now the suzerain of the Mortal Sect is me."

Chen Feng was stunned, and subconsciously said: "No! This is too dangerous, you are not a monk-"

Sensing the pulsating spiritual power in her body, her voice stopped abruptly.

His eyes gradually widened, and he straightened up in disbelief: "You are a monk now?!"

Shaoyin smiled, as if showing off her pride, nodded and said: "Yes! Senior likes me, develops my muscles and helps me to cultivate!"

Chen Feng's expression became complicated.

That senior... got ahead of him again!

He came in a hurry this time, and one more thing was to plant spiritual roots for her early and guide her on the path of cultivation.

He was dug out of the golden core in that secret realm, but he also gained a lot, and he took the spiritual object prepared for her.

It's just, why didn't she wait for him?

It's always like this, the last time she was bullied, it was the senior who saved her. This time he wanted to plant spiritual roots for her and guide her to practice, but he was also preempted!

It seems that all the things he did behind his back were all in vain and worthless!

"Master, what do you use at noon?" The boy walked in again and asked before Shaoyin.

Shaoyin glanced at Chen Feng, and then said: "You just look at the remediation table, just add two more dishes than usual."

"Yes, Master." The boy responded.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chen Feng coldly again.

Chen Feng frowned, looked at Shao Yin and asked, "Your disciple?"

"Yes, the third child of my family." Shaoyin replied with a smile, "I saw that he was good at cooking, so I kept him by my side."

Saying that, he said a little embarrassedly: "I can't change the habit of mortals, and I still maintain three meals a day."

"It's nothing." Chen Feng shook his head, wanting to say that the boy looked at her in the wrong way, so she should pay more attention.

But this kind of thing, unfounded, is not easy to talk about. After all, she and the boy were masters and apprentices, and in terms of relationship, they were much more intimate than him.

This made his already complicated mood even more disappointing.

He thought that as long as he worked hard, the distance between them would be narrowed again, just like before.

But the fact is that although she became a monk, the monk he dreamed of, the distance between them was even further.

Even a furry child who ran out of nowhere was closer to her than he was.

Chen Feng didn't mention the matter of getting married, and Shaoyin certainly didn't mention it.

Quan Dang didn't have such a thing, and chatted with him.

Talk about the development of Mortal Sect, talk about what she usually does, ask him if he has been doing well these years, and so on.

"Master, the food is ready, when will the banquet be held?" The handsome young man walked in again, different from just now. At this time, his sleeves were rolled up, revealing his delicate forearms.

Chen Feng always felt that this young man was targeting him.

Intuition as a male.

He was a little displeased, but he didn't show it, so he walked around the hall behind Shaoyin and entered a small and exquisite courtyard.

There is a stone table and stone bench in the courtyard, and a table full of food is placed.

"Sit down and have a taste. My disciple's craftsmanship is excellent." Shaoyin took the lead, picked up his chopsticks, and said with a smile.

The boy's name was He Yu, and Shaoyin didn't know what his original surname was. In short, he insisted on taking her surname after he became a teacher.

Shaoyin gave him the surname "He".

"Don't be restrained, Xiaoyu, it's the same as usual." Seeing that the third disciple didn't move his chopsticks, Shaoyin warned him.