Chapter 4632
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Hearing this, the masked man looked at Fengjiu and did not say anything else. He just seemed to be scrutinizing something. After a long while, he said, "The little girl can only grow up safely with me. You can't take care of her now. Moreover, your husband, Xuanyuan Moze, is also missing. Do you think you'll be safe with her by your side? "
Speaking of this, the masked man's voice softened a little. He stood up and did not look at Fengjiu's slightly changed expression. Instead, he walked slowly in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the sky. He said to Fengjiu, "The matters of this world are not so simple. Why do you think you can't control life and death when your cultivation has reached such a high level?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jiu. Seeing her frowning slightly and staring at him, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that wasn't really a smile. "You've grown too fast, and you've become a threat to some powerful existences. Before you grow strong enough to shake the world, they will find a way to kill you, and even your children won't be spared."
Fengjiu's expression was normal, but her heart was not calm. There was a lot of information in his words, and she could not help but think deeply.
Including Tian Jizi, who was no longer here, this should be the second person to say such words to her. However, these words were too vague, and she had never touched on them.
"You're saying that our existence threatens some powerful existence? What kind of existence is this so-called powerful existence that you speak of? " Fengjiu looked at him and asked. Her voice paused, and then she said, "We've lived in this world for a long time, but we've never met the so-called powerful existence that you speak of. They are not here."
"Of course they're not here." The masked man looked at her, "Those who have ascended cannot come here. If they were here, you wouldn't be alive now."
Hearing this, Fengjiu frowned. Her gaze fell on him, and her voice carried a trace of vigilance. She asked again, "Then who are you? How do you know these things? Why do I have to be the only one to accept my daughter as your disciple? What's your purpose? "
The masked man looked at her and suddenly reached out to take off the mask on his face, revealing the face behind the mask.
It was a face that had been burned. His original face could no longer be seen. It could even be said that it was very frightening. However, after taking off the mask, the man looked at Fengjiu with a calm and indifferent gaze, as if that face was not his. His next words confirmed this guess.
"This face is a little ugly, so I wear a mask to prevent it from scaring people, especially the little girl that I fancy." Holding the mask in his hand, he walked slowly to Feng Jiu and sat down across from her. He placed the mask on the table and waved his hand. The courtyard was immediately enveloped by a gust of air, as if it was isolated from the outside world.
Fengjiu's eyes Fengjiu, Fengjiu, Fengjiu.
"To prevent those old fellows from eavesdropping."
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