Fast Time Traveling Fairy in Power

Chapter 41 I am a character in this play, I enter the mortal world for you (End)
Feng Guiyun was in a good mood these days, and Xiang Shaoyao could feel his relaxation and joy.

He had eaten dinner that day, but said he wanted to go back to the theater.

He asked Xiang Shaoyao to rest earlier and went out.

Feng Guiyun's expression sank after leaving the door, only he knew how scared he was.

He was afraid that if his plan failed, he would die.

In the past, he never worried about it, he even put life and death aside, but... now he has something to worry about...

He couldn't, he didn't dare, and he wasn't willing to die.

But... tonight is so dangerous, he is really afraid that he won't be able to come back...

If he dies like this, if he fails Xiang Shaoyao, then he is willing not to have it in the next life.

When he thought that Xiang Shaoyao would hate him in the future, his heart ached unbearably.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen to Xiang Shaoyao if he was gone.

Will she forget him, will she have a new love?

You see, he is so selfish...

However, she was the one who pulled him into this sinking situation?
His figure was gradually submerged in the dark night towards the dark street.

Xiang Shaoyao didn't insist on going with Feng Guiyun, because she knew that Feng Guiyun was going to start closing the net.

However, she was still worried in her heart.

Xu Zhong is insidious and cunning, how can he take revenge so easily?

The lights in the room were very dim, and Xiang Shaoyao only turned on the small bedside lamp.

The dim yellow light shone in the room, making Xiang Shaoyao's face look a little heavy.

She took out a suitcase from under the bed, which was given to her by Ye Lu.

She especially remembered what he said to her at that time.

She thought it was time for her to make a decision.

There was no one in the theater for some reason, and it was especially quiet.

In the middle of the night, it seemed that someone walked in.

Mr. Xu's face was still a bit pale, his eyes were dark green, and he seemed to be more than ten years older.

In just a few days, his figure was actually close to that of a stooped old man.

"Feng Xiaoyin, is it you? Come out!"

His voice echoed throughout the theater, as if he came out in a hurry.

Clothes are also just thrown around.

He kept calling that name, but after receiving no response, his confidence became stronger and stronger.

His eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he became bolder after not hearing the voice he wanted to hear.

He was laughing towards the stage, looking crazy.

"Feng Xiaoyin, you are dead, you should rest in peace! Why did you come back! You can't beat me!"

The master of the Xu family smiled, but tripped over something, fell to the ground, and the table fell down, making a loud noise.

Suddenly there were some faint voices on the stage.

The indistinct sound of the play made Master Xu's movements stop.

He trembled, but didn't dare to move at all.

A few babbling words made his body stiffen.

"Long Qing and short Qing, it doesn't matter how much you hate..."

The sound of the play is getting closer and closer, as if the characters are about to appear.

He is most familiar with this opera, but he has not dared to listen to it for more than ten years...

A piece of "The Jade Hairpin" reminded him of the events of more than ten years that he was least willing to recall, but made him fearful.

"Cloud heart and water heart, what's the time to worry..."

The opera reverberated in the empty theater, coupled with the cool night breeze, the weird atmosphere made people cough to the extreme.

"Feng Xiaoyin, is it you? You came to me for revenge? No... I didn't kill you! It was because you couldn't think of it! It was you who wanted to die! Don't blame me... don't blame me..."

The master of the Xu family sat on the ground and backed away in horror, and his words began to become incoherent.

He didn't dare to look up, he heard footsteps...

"Xu Zhong! You must die!"

In his ears, he seemed to hear what Feng Xiaoyin said to him before he died, and he saw the fire...

A big fire... burned that house...

Feng Xiaoyin was standing inside, his voice pierced through the fire.

He saw, saw Feng Xiaoyin smiling at him, cursing him through the sea of ​​fire.

The beam fell on him and the fire spread...

He's dead, he set the fire himself, it's not his fault...it's his own death...

He now earns both money and fame, lives a happy life, and has a lot of wives and concubines. Who would believe that he used to be a man who can eat both men and women?

He just couldn't hold back for a while, and drugged Feng Xiaoyin.

But why did he commit suicide?Did he give money?

"Once spring comes, and the flowers fade, how can I have brow marks?"

On the stage, a person wearing a costume, Chen Miaochang's back was facing him. He knew that outfit...

Feng Xiaoyin modified the pattern on it, he recognized it...

He staggered up from the ground and headed for the gate.

But the door was locked from the outside by someone unknown.

The master of the Xu family burst into tears and slammed on the door of the theater frantically.

The opera did not stop, it continued, but the sound became more and more sad!
Makes people feel creepy.

"Clouds cover Chaimen, Zhonger Qinger listens on the pillow..."

The door was tightly locked, and the master of the Xu family couldn't open it, but his clothes were soaked in sweat.

He slid down to the ground slumpedly, only to see the man turn around, with the tear stains at the corners of his eyes as red as blood.

"Feng Xiaoyin, I gave the money, I gave the money, it's because you can't think about it...it's because you can't think about it..."

He fell to the ground and touched the knife that fell out of his sleeve.

His eyes were wide open, and he stared fiercely at the people on the stage. He watched without moving his eyes, and murmured in his mouth.

"Why do you blame me? Why do you blame me? I'll kill you, kill you! If I kill you, you won't show up, and you will never be able to take revenge!"

Holding the knife tightly, he climbed up from the ground and staggered towards the stage.

He has gone crazy...

"Burning in the cypress seat, the plum blossom tent is absolutely dusty..."

The people on the stage watched the master of the Xu family approaching step by step, and did not flinch, but shook their sleeves and continued the drama.

At the end of the last sentence, he walked lightly and met the eyes of the master of the Xu family.

Master Xu's footsteps paused, his mouth moved but he didn't make a sound.

He fiercely stabbed "Feng Xiaoyin" with the knife.

His movements were very fast, when he was a few centimeters away from that person...

"boom"

A gunshot hit the temple of Master Xu's family...

He didn't even have time to react, so he fell to the ground, his eyes widened, as if he saw something terrible.

Blood flowed out, and a pool of bright red flowed out on the stage...

After Feng Guiyun was startled by the gunshot, she recovered.

He looked at the dead Mr. Xu on the ground, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

The feeling that a great revenge had been avenged made him feel not only happy, but also filled with a heavy sense of relief.

The sound of neat leather boots sounded in the theatre, and he looked up at the person coming.

I saw Xiang Shaoyao wearing a military uniform standing not far from him, playing with the gun in her hand, and skillfully fired a few more shots at Xu Zhong's body...

Her hair is coiled, she wears a women's military cap, a military uniform, and military boots on her feet, and she looks heroic.

Her eyebrows no longer looked coquettish, but turned into sharpness and arrogance.

"Feng Guiyun, I will protect you from now on!"

Xiang Shaoyao's voice was firm but softened for him.

The way she looked at Feng Guiyun was the same as before, unchanged.

Only then did Feng Guiyun see the familiar look of his beloved in Xiang Shaoyao.

He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, and his hand was held by Xiang Shaoyao.

From an angle that no one else could see, she scratched Feng Guiyun's palm, and winked mischievously at him.

Feng Guiyun suddenly smiled, with infinite spring breeze and infinite tenderness in his eyes.

Recipe, Shining.

The son is home, it is suitable for his family.

Fortunately, no matter what the fragrant peony looks like, it is the fragrant peony he loves.

As bad as he is, he is still Feng Guiyun who Xiang Shaoyao loves.

In this life, it's great to know and fall in love with her.

Thanks to her for breaking into his life despite all his resistance.

Peony, do you know?
How much do I love you and how afraid of losing you?

(End of this chapter)