Seeing some heart-shaped object flying towards her, Misty Fog was so startled she got goosebumps all over... She shrieked three times and quickly transformed into a rabbit to slip away.

Her flustered appearance made Zi Yu laugh so hard...

"Why are you running?"

Feng Yi lifted the rabbit by one ear with one hand.

"Oh my, Feng Yi! How did you get here?" Misty Fog instantly turned back into human form and asked with a bewildered face.

"I flew in."

"No, no, no, I'm asking why you're here?"

"Of course, I need to inspect Zi Yu's cultivation progress. Several months have passed quickly."

"That girl, I don't know what to say..."

Misty Fog sighed softly, "It's not because of her talent, nor is she not making an effort, but…"

"But she's taken the wrong path?"

"Huh, how did you know?"

"Just as I thought!"

Feng Yi, as if he had anticipated it, showed no surprise at her words.

However, he also fell silent...

Choosing a unique approach is not necessarily bad, since everyone has different personalities, but...

Feng Yi found himself at a loss for words too.

"Cough! Forget it, forget it, just pretend I don't know anything."

His purpose here was twofold, not solely to see Zi Yu.

Soon, the escaped Misty Fog hurried back.

Seeing this, Zi Yu wanted to repeat her usual trick, but was suddenly interrupted by Misty Fog's voice. She made a gesture to stop and said, "Your Brother Feng is here."

"Brother Feng?" Zi Yu was visibly flustered, a rare sight, "Where is he?"

"He came, said a few words, and left again."

"Really?"

"Really," Misty Fog affirmed seriously.

"So what did he say?"

Say what?

Remembering Feng Yi's recent advice to pretend she knew nothing, Misty Fog suddenly played dumb, "I really don't know..."

"Heehee, sister, do you really think your poor acting skills can fool me?"

"Oh, Zi Yu, let's not talk about that now. Tomorrow I'll give you a nice piece of jewelry."

Seeing Zi Yu's eyes light up instantly, Misty Fog knew she had successfully switched the topic halfway, and she exaggerated, "You're so beautiful and speak so nicely, how come you don't have any good jewelry on you."

"How come I don't, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Zi Yu looked at Misty Fog pitifully and sighed, "It's not as if my Brother Feng conned them from me, my earrings, hairpins, even the money I saved with great effort, all got taken by that big liar, boohoo..."

"Truly pitiful, during your cultivation period?"

"Yes."

"I think your Brother Feng was probably training you at that time."

"I knew that too."

After a brief moment of disappointment, Zi Yu quickly regained her spirit and returned to her usual self: "Wherever you fall, you just have to get back up, and I'll just get it back from men in the future."

"Hey, Zi Yu, you're going the wrong way, what kind of logic is that?"

"Heehee, doesn't matter, I'll go meditate first, don't forget the promised jewelry, sister."

——

At the peak of Immortal Mountain, gazing intensely, surrounded by purple clouds, with birds competing to sing...

Feng Yi took a step forward, coming straight to the woman's side, "It's been a while."

"Mm."

Mengdie responded softly.

Seeing the child about to start elementary school, it's hard for Feng Yi to understand why being a mother, she doesn't worry a bit.

Given his personality, although he hopes the children can grow through hardship, times have changed. Compared to cultivation, he hopes Feng Luo and Feng Wu can graduate and pass in a better environment.

"Let's go for a walk."

With an implicit nod, Mengdie followed him slowly down the mountain path.

They walked at a not very fast pace, but their steps were surprisingly in harmony. Neither of them spoke, yet there were many unspeakable emotions buried in their hearts.

After walking for a while, Feng Yi suddenly paused, staring at her motionlessly, this captivating little admirer...

Noticing Feng Yi's change, Mengdie naturally stopped too, exchanging a quick glance.

...

...

...

After a dozen seconds or so, seeing Feng Yi feeling a bit awkward, he was the first to look away: "Do you miss the kids? I can take you to see them, at any time."

Mengdie hesitated slightly, neither agreeing nor denying, and continued walking slowly with him.

"You are quite strange, sometimes I really don't get you."

Truthfully, hearing someone call her strange, Mengdie did have a reaction this time. She playfully blinked her expressive almond eyes as if she wanted to smile but seemed to hold it back, giving a sense of alluring ambiguity.

A gentle breeze blew through, lifting a few strands of Mengdie's hair.

The light fragrance easily reached Feng Yi's nose.

Mild, not overwhelming, yet refreshing with hidden depth, a scent of green grass-type fragrance.

"You truly are the little admirer who loves fruit!" he sighed, "Remember, when you came back here, you wrote a poem, which puzzled Eggy and me for quite a while."

Upon hearing this, Mengdie couldn't help but lower her eyes slightly, falling into a brief reminiscence...

Having a photographic memory since childhood, her heart like crystal, especially for something she penned herself, which was of considerable significance, after a moment's thought, she recalled that serene sentiment of the time...

The words are silent, the thoughts are voiceless, the heart unknowingly ponders, and the contemplation takes form, from dawn to dusk, the person is hard to care for, the fleeting petals turn into wind flowers. The flourishing times intoxicate with surplus joy, as this autumn approaches and the geese return southward, the years sing songs of farewell, four years unify into a grand assembly.

With her thoughts turning over, Mengdie's willow brows, like autumn water, suddenly relaxed, and she bestowed a graceful smile upon him.

"I still vividly remember the days from death to rebirth, another four years have passed in a flash, we haven't had a proper chat all this while, shall we talk?"

Mengdie nodded emmm...

"About the kids?"

She nodded emmm...

"About ideals?"

She nodded emmm...

About the future?

She nodded emmm...

"You're a bit cute and also a bit strange, um, why don't we..."

Saying so, Feng Yi instantly shifted away from his usual neighborly brother style, using a Rafael-like rebellious gesture, snaked his arm around Mengdie's slender waist, "Or maybe we could talk about us like this?"

The action was too sudden, and Mengdie was obviously caught off guard, letting out a soft gasp...

But she didn't show any struggle, instead executing a sort of literary reverse maneuver, she turned her charming face calmly off to the side and extended a small pink fist, rhythmically tapping on his chest to signify a playful protest.

After several rounds of gentle protests, Mengdie decided not to resist anymore, her delicate body completely nestled against him, as if allowing him to pick as he pleased.

Feng Yi hadn't imagined the little admirer would have such a bold side, feeling somewhat taken aback... so daring, yet considering she was also at champion rank, he felt relieved about it.

As Third Rhythm was cast, the two instantly appeared at the foot of Immortal Mountain, in a discreet spot, saving a lot of time this way.

At this moment, heavy snowflakes were falling at the mountain's foot, and the pedestrian street was still bustling, even more lively than usual, with children building snowmen.

"Let's take a walk over there."

Mengdie nodded emmm...

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