Chaotic times Shura way

Sighing slightly, he pulled out the Jiuxuan in the center of the rune from its sheath.Bai Lingfei vaguely heard the movement, and blurted out:

"Put it down...Jiu Xuan...you are not worthy."

The man immediately raised his eyebrows, the sword light flashed, and the six-foot blue blade pierced straight into the master's left shoulder, nailing Bai Lingfei to the stone ground without deviation or deviation.

"I know that being a teacher is your greatest pride. A despicable person like me is naturally not worthy of holding your portable blade."

The hilt of the sword was still buzzing and trembling in the air, Bai Lingfei's neck was bent to the extreme, his mouth was half opened, but he couldn't call out any name.

Yilou Pu bent down and put his wrist together.

When Bai Lingfei woke up suddenly, murderous aura like snow light gathered in his eyes, and he bit down on the wrist next to his lips!

"What's the hurry, it was originally reserved for you to drink."

His pupils constricted, his eyes gradually lost focus, his lips and teeth slowly let go of Yiloupu's wrist, and he just stared blankly at the midair, tears silently slid down the corners of his eyes.

Jiu Xuan was still quietly stuck in his body.

——No amount of physical suffering can compare to the pain at this moment.

The spiritual seal on the blood curse has been completely lifted, and the real phoenix will fully wake up with the blood curse.

Yilou Pu leaned over his cheek, kissing away the tears that kept pouring out of him.

"Have you remembered yourself and me, Fenghuang?"

The author has something to say: Your Highness's wish is very simple, but also very extravagant - Luoyang is the prelude to the tragedy in their lives.

It seems that the plot is really about to take a turn for the worse, Your Highness, hurry up and save Xiaofei T_T

☆, dream

It was an endless grassland, the sky was wild and wild, it seemed that if you kept walking like this, you could reach the end of the world.

He rode his horse with a single sword, waved goodbye to the group of camps, and then turned around and ran away from this territory.

There was a smiling face in the camp that never retracted. Many times he turned around to look, but still saw that friendly smile.

As soon as the wind blows, the grassland is covered by the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River, and all the familiar sword moves are coming at you——

Breaking the light, quenching the fire, cutting the wind, cutting off the water, asking love, the world of mortals... and then nothing.

He walked the entire south of the Yangtze River, and the sword began to turn shockingly red, until the night when he was besieged from all directions, he was wounded and fled to Luoshui, but was rescued by a passing boat.

The sun and the stars alternated, painting his road with a lot of light gold or blue, and another figure began to appear beside him. They watched the reincarnation of many flowers blooming and fading side by side, and experienced many bloody fights.

The scenery gradually shifted from the water town to the mountains, and then to the desolate northern desert. It wasn't until he returned to the foot of the Great Wall that he realized that the grassland at the other end was more beautiful than his memory.

But there was a cold gap between him and his hometown.

He glanced at the grassland for the last time, and walked away on the wasteland side by side with that figure.

They have finally reached the pinnacle of glory in life——

All the people worshiped, and the gods watched. They stood hand in hand on the top of Yiluo, and even the heaven and the earth bowed their heads in front of them.

However, it didn't take long before the wavy red flooded the golden light, and he seemed to see many people in a pool of blood. Those flowers bloomed and fell, and finally all withered in the blood.

He looked at his hometown again.

The verdant green of the entire grassland has withered away. He crossed that gap, but the tent and smile of that year were all gone.

I vaguely remember that that smile was soaked in blood.

Turning around and looking back, at that time, the time lasted more than a lifetime, but he had already abandoned the entire grassland.

He returned to the Great Wall of Horses, and from now on he was no longer the god of Yiluo, but on a higher peak, looking at the direction where the eight rivers converged all his life.

Such a familiar scene, he has dreamed of this scene countless times - it is the plank road of Wangyou Valley. He has been watching the capital on the other side of the setting sun through the sea of ​​clouds, spring and autumn and tides.

Sorrow flooded into a river, and the turbulence flooded the entire Yangguan snow and Jiangnan dream for a lifetime.

That kind of sadness is extremely familiar. When Jing Yan took him to the Pingtian Festival for the first time, when the whole city was singing the praises of Marshal Zhaoguo, he felt this kind of grief in his heart, as if he knew that glory should not exist, and the marshal was not willing to watch To the glorified self of his life...and he didn't understand how he would know.

"Fenghuang, after I ascend the throne, only your light will be with me forever—the two of us will be with the heaven and the earth forever."

The eternity at that moment is as bright as a shooting star, and it is the most vivid time in memory.

The soft golden light melted him piece by piece, and finally his heart was completely peaceful, and there was no more pain buried in his blood——

He was standing on Beiman Mountain, overlooking the mountains and rivers with one person.

The whole memory is very hazy, only this scene is treasured and sealed away.On that day, the Mang Mountain and Green Hill, the colorful clouds and the evening wind were all very clear, without being stained, distorted, scratched, or traced by the years.

The man's appearance was quickly blurred, leaving only the sunset clouds in his eyes, and a gentle and clear smile in the twilight.

This time he saw clearly.

That reflection is himself.

That was his memory.

The love and hate in that reincarnation is so deep that it seems to have been recorded in the bones.

Who the hell is he... and who is that person?

"We once ruled the world here, and when I become emperor, you and I will be alone forever... the two of us will live forever with the world." Yilou Pu whispered softly, kissing his blood-stained face lightly superior.

The phoenix pattern on the vines radiated amazing light, Yilou Pu's eyes reflected the streamer, but his smile gradually froze——

The red glow was firmly locked between the curse patterns, but it never spread out.

"Phoenix!"

He has obviously used blood to summon the wraith, why hasn't he broken the last seal of the blood curse?

The burning of Bai Lingfei's right neck seemed to melt, and even the blood vessels under the skin were throbbing violently.

He stared at the blood-stained face of the young man, suddenly felt ashamed, and could only sigh desolately:

"...You would rather sleep forever than be awakened by me."

"scene--"

That call contained such complicated and painful feelings, but Bai Lingfei was seriously injured and finally passed out.

In the evening, every household in Luoyang lit firecrackers, and the celebration of the emperor's ascension to the throne would continue into the evening until the fireworks at the end of the state banquet in the imperial city were seen.

In a peaceful and festive atmosphere, there was a store in the East City that was completely unlit. Dozens of attendants walked out of the store, and the regimental guards were beside the carriage parked outside the store.Not long after, a well-dressed man came out, holding a comatose young man in his arms.

In order not to touch the wounds around his body, the man was careful in every move, and ordered his followers to spread the tapestry in the carriage before putting him in the carriage.

——At the moment when the man stepped onto the car, a sword light suddenly struck from the tiled roof.

The man's strike was so fast that even the samurai disguised as an attendant couldn't react. Before he could pull out his saber, the man fell on the horse!

A group of Mobei's top masters turned into decorations, watching helplessly as the sword of the incoming man rested on the lord's neck.

The attackers neither covered their faces nor disguised them. As soon as they saw this face, the weapons they wanted to attack did not move.

"Order that!"

On the prairie, this title is only given to the number one warrior recognized by all ethnic groups - it's not that they dare not attack, but that they are no match for this man at all!

Yiloupu stood in front of the curtain of the carriage, and smiled rather indifferently.

"China, don't you also come to kill the king?"

The man was condescending, looked around the audience, and said coldly:

"Hold the knife and step back fifty steps."

The samurai seemed to be cursed, and reflexively put the saber back into the sheath, and then came to his senses again, aiming the blade at the comer again.

Yilou Pu waved slightly.

"Go back."

The man glanced at the audience again, and the group of warriors couldn't help feeling afraid, and they were all ordered to back away.

There were only two people left facing each other in front of the horse and the car on the long street, and the night was filled with the smell of swords being drawn.

The man said coldly, "Anahuan, let him go."

"China knows him?" Anahuan smiled indifferently, "I remember you said that you have never heard of his name."

The man turned his wrist slightly, and the sword energy was as violent as a storm, completely enveloping the Ana ring!

Anahuan still stood in front of the car curtain, lowered his eyes to the sword in his throat, and said lightly:

"For so many years, I have been looking forward to Chi Na's all-out attack... It's a pity that you shouldn't touch my Phoenix."

"He's not a phoenix." The man sneered again: "He's just a major general of the Southern Chu Army, a child who grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, and definitely not the one you want wholeheartedly!"

"Whoever prevents me from bringing Phoenix back to Shuangying, I will kill them all—" Anahuan narrowed his eyes immediately, "Including you, the former master of Yujianmen."

Huo Qifeng suddenly calmed down, nodded and said coldly:

"No one can take my apprentice away unless he can defeat my sword."

——He tapped his toes on the horse's butt, and the carriage rushed out of the alley like an arrow!

A group of warriors chased after him immediately, and at the same time, the tip of the sword left Anahuan's throat, and attacked him in the face!

That move was aimed at forcing people to get off the carriage, but Anahuan's reaction was extremely quick, his waist sank, and he just clamped the blade with just two palms!

Looking around the world, no one can be confident enough to catch the Seventh Form of Yujian with bare hands, but this "Breaking Light" was blocked by the opponent.Huo Qifeng's expression changed, he returned his sword and attacked again, but Anahuan said in a low voice:

"The whole family of Tuoba Xianbei is still in Shuangying City, did Chi Na forget?"

Huo Qifeng was suddenly furious: "Anahuan!"

The two of them had no time to ride the horses, and only relying on him to control the horses secretly with his true energy, the carriage was still able to pass through the Lifang safely.Seeing that he was running to the corner of the alley, he was still standing on his horseback, and Anahuan was still standing firmly in front of the curtain. Dozens of warriors came from both sides and behind.

"China, don't you know?" Ana Huan said lightly, "Phoenix already has my blood essence on him, even if you stop him, he will never be able to escape my control."

Huo Qifeng's face was like a thunderbolt, and he glared at Anahuan angrily, obviously knowing that his apprentice had suffered a great humiliation at his hands.

"How do you treat Xiao Fei!?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get back what belongs to me."

——One of them refused to jump off the horse, and one of them refused to escape from the edge of the sword. They clearly let the carriage rush out of the street until one of them gave up!

The alley was exhausted, and the two turned into the last straight road before leaving the workshop.

The smile in Ana's eyes became thicker——

He has always mastered this man's weakness, no one on the grassland can abandon his own clan, even the commander of the God of War of the Black Xuanbing is no exception.

The noise of people outside the square gradually became clearer, and the carriage was getting closer and closer to the gate.

Ten feet——

Anahuan asked calmly: "Do you want to choose your own hundred thousand people, or the most precious apprentice in this life?"

six feet -

Huo Qifeng fell into a violent struggle, but Anahuan continued to smile calmly:

"China, you are willing to dedicate your life to the Northern Han Dynasty to preserve Xianbei, why don't you offer the Phoenix to me?"

three feet -

Huo Qifeng was furious to the extreme, his murderous aura was accompanied by his sword moves, and he rushed out violently like flood water!

This pose contains his whole life's skills and is as strong as the peak. Not to mention the Anahuan, even the master of the Ming religion cannot parry it empty-handed.

Sure enough, King Changming was injured and spurted blood on the spot, and was forced to fly to Lifang.

Huo Qifeng pushed Anahuan back, and immediately landed in front of the carriage, driving away the crowd and leaving the workshop.

The street was in chaos, and he led his beloved disciple against the current, leaving the city directly from the main street.

——None of the warriors in the prairie can abandon their own clansmen, but China of the Black Xuanbing did so.

After all, he still lived according to his own heart and chose disciples in front of his own clan.

"hiss--"

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Huo Qifeng's heart trembled, and a burst of cold air suddenly rose from behind him!

——When he was confronting Ana Huanchang Street, Bai Lingfei was accumulating energy in the car, waiting for the opportunity to break out and escape!

The carriage was shattered inch by inch, and a white shadow turned into light smoke and swept out above his head.

"Little Fei!"

Bai Lingfei passed him by, lost in the crowd of people on the street, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Luoyang under the bright moon is ushering in another winter snow at this moment.

The little apprentice's breath, just so faintly melted into the light frost chill, lingered in his heart.

He sighed sadly, and the snow fell on his cheeks, piece by piece, as if he had the pure smile of his disciples in the past.

Luoyang was full of bustling streets, and the snowflakes fell one by one, from sparse to dense, and finally completely separated the white shadow from his gaze.

The state banquet in the imperial city is over, and the magnificent fireworks finally draw an end to this grand ceremony.

The snow is falling, and Luoyang is still filled with the smell of fireworks, which makes people feel like they are trapped in the battlefield for a moment.

Since Southern Chu had beaten the Xia army to the ground in the past year, Sun Kai, the head of the banquet, had no communication with King Anqing, and representatives of various ethnic groups outside the Great Wall had been ridiculed by King Anqing in Dingluo, so their attitudes during the banquet were not natural.On the contrary, the protagonist Ming Huaiyu had a good chat with all the envoys, and even left the representatives of Nanchu until the end to let them go.

The convoy of envoys from various countries drove away from the palace slowly. Finally, King Anqing was sent off by the civil and military officials of Zheng Fang and escorted by the envoys of Southern Chu.

The carriage left the palace gate behind, King Anqing sighed softly, and slowly lowered the curtains.

"What did An Ruoran whisper in your ear just now?"

The person who sat in the same car with King Anqing was Jing Yan, who was disguised as a foreign envoy.

"Half an hour ago, Yan Lan and Yi Lou Pu, who were absent from the state banquet, left Luoyang respectively. The guards at the city gate searched the convoy thoroughly and found nothing." The crown prince explained to him in essence: "But at the same time, The patrol saw a wounded man in white at Shilifang, and according to the appearance described by the soldiers, that man should be Ling Fei."

"Did he really escape?"

Jing Yan nodded.

"Very likely, otherwise Anahuan would not have left the city empty-handed. An Ruoran has ordered the army to guard the entire area for security reasons. Before we return to the foreign embassy, ​​no suspicious person will be allowed to enter or leave Shilifang."

King Anqing was slightly surprised—the use of the army to seal the workshop and other battles showed how much An Ruoran valued his junior brother.

Bai Lingfei's martial arts are unquestionable. Since there are soldiers to testify, it means that he is safe and sound. The Mingjiao and the Northern Han two enemies have gone away. The envoys will leave the city tomorrow morning, so the killing situation in the city against Jing Yan will be resolved. invisible.

Seeing that Jing Yan was still worried, he couldn't help being surprised: "Everyone is fine, why are you worried?"

"Yanlan clearly wanted to kill Lingfei, but Anahuan rescued him at a critical moment. They at least disagreed on this point. Why did they leave the city at the same time as if they had agreed?" Jing Yan held his chin and pointed. "If Anahuan took Lingfei away to target me and An Ruoran, then he gave up too easily? Lingfei was seriously injured, and even the soldiers could spot him. Naturally, Anahuan can also do it."

"Do you want Ana Huan to take him back again?" King Anqing was dizzy from Jing Yan's words, so he had no choice but to say: "I don't have the experience of being hunted down every day, so you should just say it."

Jing Yan's face suddenly became serious.

"We may have thought wrong. Anahuan took Lingfei captive, not necessarily to kill me, and he and Yan Lan left the city at the same time because the purpose has been achieved, and there is no need to stay in Luoyang."

King Anqing frowned, Jing Yan was still in deep thought, unconsciously holding his sword tightly.

The whole of Luobei was disturbed by the restricted access, and the patrolling soldiers guarding the square gate saw the Southern Chu convoy approaching, of course they let them go.

Jing Yan heaved a sigh of relief as the convoy entered Lifang, and immediately flew to the foreign embassy——

No matter how dangerous the city was, it was not as important as seeing Bai Lingfei come back.

Just because of this distraction, the slight movement in Liushuang was ignored by him.

The snow fell more and more densely, and at the moment when the snow was the heaviest in Luoyang tonight, King Anqing's carriage stopped outside the embassy first.

The author has something to say: the third volume enters the countdown of the last six chapters, and the remaining six chapters, each chapter is a large sum of abuse... and the ability to bear it Seeing the little angels now, take it well This snake gall T_T

☆, collapse

The heavy snow blocked everyone's sight, and at the moment when the horse's hooves hit the ground, a sudden change occurred outside the embassy——

The silver wires shot from all angles in the alley and on the roof. The roof of King Anqing's carriage was cut off, then the upper half of the carriage, and finally the whole carriage was smashed into powder by the silver wires——

This is just a short moment between the snowflakes falling to the ground and melting.

There was no severed head, stump, or blood in the carriage.

With a "bang", the bottom of the car was forcibly broken by the inner force, Jing Yan hugged King Anqing and fell into the snow, desperately rolling away.

Many people who were unfortunately affected have fallen to the ground, and passers-by are scrambling to avoid it, panic and screams spread like a tide.

"Protect the prince—!"

Most of the envoys were civil servants, not familiar with martial arts, so they could only shout loudly, calling for city patrol soldiers to come and rescue them.

Lifang became a boiling pot in an instant, Zheng Jun saw that the carriage had suffered in a blink of an eye, and knew that the Prince of Nanchu must not be chopped into eight pieces in Luoyang, so he rushed out of the embassy at full speed:

"Protect King Anqing!"

Those who were listed as protection objects by Quanlifang were unable to close their eyes, and kept roaring in their hearts:

What the hell is King Anqing!It is to protect the crown prince! ! !

Jing Yan protected King Anqing, but ate a mouthful of snow on the ground. Just as he got up in embarrassment, he saw King Anqing looking at him anxiously——

Only the two of them know the real target of this assassination.Yan Lan left the city in a hurry, because she had already arranged the layout in the foreign embassy, ​​she was not worried at all that he would get out of Lifang alive.

The crown prince shook his head slightly, signaling to King Anqing not to reveal his identity in public.

King Anqing spent most of his life on a pommel horse. Seeing this situation, he was unflappable. He nodded in agreement, and drew out his sword without hesitation——

At the critical moment, he was actually firmly behind Jing Yan!

Jing Yan was grateful in his heart, and immediately raised his sword to meet the enemy——

Bai Lingfei never hides his secrets, he once taught him the most powerful "Break the water" in the seven moves, and it was this move of cutting iron like mud that engraved him.

Most of the silver wire was cut off by him, but the steel wire formation is so tricky, even if he could avoid being beheaded and amputated, his right leg was nailed through more than ten places from top to bottom, and he was trapped in the formation in an instant.

"Go to the embassy!"

King Anqing shouted after him.

——This prince, who had fought against him for several years, knew that his flesh and blood would be smashed into mud by this formation, but he never retreated half a step!

Jing Yan gritted his teeth suddenly, at this moment, there was a cry of pain from behind, and the silver thread holding his leg bones was cut off suddenly.

He made up his mind not to look back, relying on the pulling force on the silver wire, he soared into the air alone like a roc.

——However, he still caught a glimpse of King Anqing's severed palm that was still holding the sword on the snowy ground. This was the palm that he had lost.

"Chi Chi!"

As soon as he moved, the entire steel line array moved quickly with him as the center, interweaving into a horizontal net under his feet.

The snowflakes outside the embassy were violent, like a blizzard suddenly breaking out in the middle of the street.The silver thread chased him, crossing and shooting without stopping.

Tengsheng's momentum became slower and slower, and in the blink of an eye, he figured out the purpose of all the layouts——

Yan Lan and Ana Huan left the city at the same time, just to make him relax his guard.Since she sent someone to send a message to Bai Lingfei on the street that day, it meant that she knew that she was pretending to be an envoy, and that he would definitely enter the palace to attend the state banquet.

He waited for a long time before, but the enemy did not move at all, because after the banquet, he followed the envoys back to the embassy, ​​which was the most sure opportunity to ambush him.She calculated that she didn't want to affect the envoys and civilians, so she chose to launch it outside the embassy. If he left the convoy to lure the killer away, it would be the same as facing a sniper in the wilderness.Such scheming can be summed up by more than one sentence, "All organs are exhausted"!

The uptrend has stopped.

Steel wires were still shooting fiercely from all directions.

He smiled mid-air.

——When he fell, his ankle would be cut off first, and then his whole body, from feet to head, would be cut into hundreds of meat strips.

"Protect the Crown Prince—!" King Anqing, who had lost his palm, regained consciousness for a moment, and shouted out his lungs: "That's Crown Prince Jingyan!!"

That sentence exploded in Lifang.

Everyone in Zheng Bing's face was pale, and the Southern Chu envoy's face was even more pale:

The tragic death of an envoy in Luoyang is only a major diplomatic event; but the tragic death of the crown prince is a major national event, and no one in the entire Central Plains can take responsibility!

"Protect the Crown Prince!!!!"

"His Royal Highness!"

"Protect Your Highness—"

If Manfang's miserable howling could save the crown prince, then Jing Yan would still be alive even if he was cut ten or eight times more; but the fact is that no one, including King Anqing, can turn the situation around!

He didn't know how many steel wires could be cut by "Breaking the Water", but he only knew that the more he cut, the less he would break, at least he would die better, saving Bai Lingfei the effort to pick up one for him to bury.

The long sword slashed down, setting off snow all over the street, and in the vortex of the snow dance, a silver thread shot silently to——

"pay close attention!"

The steel wire shoots straight towards his palm, if he catches it, his fingers will be snapped off, only ghosts will believe this sentence.

But Jing Yan believed it without even thinking about it, and immediately stretched out his hand, letting the silver thread cut through the flesh of the palm and get embedded in the middle of the palm bone.

His toes had already touched the silver wire on the top layer of the net, at this moment, a soft force came from the steel wire, pulling him back from the middle of the street suddenly!

Everyone saw that the crown prince had already stopped in mid-air, but suddenly floated to the top of the foreign embassy——

That scene is not only weird, it is absolutely impossible, unless their screams call out ghosts and gods.

——In fact, they did call out a ghostly sword.

There was a flash of light on the tiled roof of the foreign embassy, ​​and all six killers were killed.

Jing Yan grabbed Yinsi with one hand and quickly retreated to the roof.

The tiled roof was covered with thick snow and was extremely smooth. The person holding the silver thread on it lost all his strength and rolled down immediately after exerting all his strength.

"Lingfei!"

Jing Yan desperately stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

At this time, Lifang had ambushed at least a hundred killers, and the silver thread array locked them deadlocked again.

The palms of the two were torn apart, blood was wiped on each other's clothes, and there were a few pools of bright red marks.Jing Yan glanced at the chaotic scene in Lifang, looked down, saw that the person in his arms was lifeless, and his face was paler than the snow, he immediately cried out in shock:

"Your injury—"

"Leave the streets quickly..." Bai Lingfei just shook his head, "...we can't encircle them again."

Jing Yan knew that he was only trying to hold on, if he delayed here, even if it was only for a moment, his injury would never last.Thinking about this, Hengji sword cut down decisively, splitting the tiled roof and snow of the foreign embassy together!

The glazed blue tiles "click" shattered, and thick snow fell in the hall of the museum.

——The entire Shilifang has hidden murderous intentions, and the only safe place is the foreign embassy. As long as it is delayed here for a while, until Zheng Bing takes control of the situation again, the Mingjiao killers will surely retreat, and they can escape the catastrophe.

He hugged Bai Lingfei, and fell down with flying ash debris, stumbling to the center of the hall.

Bai Lingfei suffered severe wounds, and suddenly vomited blood.

Jing Yan's heart was suffocated, he didn't care about the sniping outside the door, so he immediately infused him with true energy.

Bai Lingfei shook his head slightly, but blocked him with his palm.

"Don't pretend to be true essence..."

"What's going on here?" Jing Yan caressed his bloodless face, and his words choked up: "What did Yilou Pu do to you?!"

Bai Lingfei smiled faintly, and vomited a small mouthful of blood again.

"I'm fine." Jiuxuan was about to fall to the ground, but he clenched his five fingers tightly again, "Lifang has been ambushed by the Ming Cult... Leave me alone, leave immediately, I will solve this place——"

"No! If you stay by yourself, you will die!"

Jing Yan shouted anxiously, but at this moment, a fierce sword energy burst out from behind, and hit him like a storm!

The killings are intertwined, until now, he knows that he is really doomed——

This assassin has been lurking in the foreign embassy, ​​and even the two of them have never noticed a strange aura, such a unique killing intent and sword aura, so clever that it is chilling, it is clearly the person who ambushed him with a stick in Jianzhong City that day!

The long street outside the embassy was snowing, but he would never be able to step through this gate.

Bai Lingfei happened to be facing the attacker head-on at this time, and Jing Yan saw his face full of grief, and called out in a low voice:

"Master..."

In the blink of an eye, before he had time to think about what was going on, Bai Lingfei had already pushed him away abruptly.

For the first time in history, he was actually faster than Bai Lingfei. Before his lover wanted to block the sword for him, he had already pushed Bai Lingfei away with his palm.

Yujianmen's sword moves are fast, no one in the world can match it.

Jing Yan's only chance to escape was gone, the sharp blade went straight in from the back and pierced through the chest, so sharp that even the exposed blade was not stained with blood.

——Bai Lingfei watched this scene clearly, as if he was the one who was hit by the sword.

He murmured again: "Master..."

The long sword was drawn out quickly, Jing Yan lost his support and immediately fell to the ground with a bang.

"Xiao Fei, do you know why I don't let you stay in Luoyang?"

In front of him was the face of the master, looking at him silently through the pool of blood in a trance with slight coldness.

"I know you will hold grudges for the rest of your life, but the Crown Prince of Southern Chu is a thorn in the side of the Northern Han Dynasty that has to be removed."

His mind went blank, he just shook his head blankly.

"No, Jing Yan is a disciple of Master Taiqing, why would you..."

"You have always been smart, and you know some things in your heart." Huo Qifeng sighed sadly, "You heard all the conversation between me and Anahuan in the carriage, right?"

Bai Lingfei bit his lower lip tightly.

"Based on just a few conversations, you guessed that I am the one who ambushed Jing Yan in Jianzhong City, and even guessed that something big will happen in Shilifang tonight, so you hurried back to the foreign embassy. You also felt me ​​just now. breath, that's why I asked him to leave first, and didn't want to give me a chance to attack him."

Bai Lingfei felt sad, his eyes were red, and he tried to hold back, but finally he vomited blood sadly.

"Ilopu is the Changming King Anahuan. He called me 'China' and respected me as the Xianbei God of War. I have been away from the valley all these years. Even you and Ruoran are children I brought back from the Gobi. How can there be so many coincidences in this world?"

The blood red began to spread, Bai Lingfei knelt beside Jing Yan, tremblingly pressed his wound, swallowed the blood and said in a low voice:

"No... You went to travel around the world, brother and I, and it was you who happened to pass by the desert before adopting him back to the valley..."

Huo Qifeng smiled bitterly.

"You are not from the Northern Han Dynasty, you taught the two of us. The people at the bottom of the mountain are dangerous...you can't get involved in the world's struggle..."

"I wanted to hide it from you for the rest of my life. When the world is settled, I will retreat to Wangyou Valley again and spend the rest of my life taking good care of you and Ruoran." He sighed, "But paper can't cover up the flames. You are the Southern Chu Army. The major general will face the truth one day."

"No!" Bai Lingfei roared suddenly, his face almost crying, "Master! How could you lie to us? The truth is obviously not like this, how could you lie to us!?"

He has endured various tortures from Anahuan, but he has never survived the deception and betrayal of his relatives——

The humiliation failed to wear away his vigor, and the only thing that could break him down was the word "love".

"The days when I was not in the Central Plains were when Hei Xuanbing was fighting in Mobei. Both of you were orphans I met in the Gobi War."

Huo Qifeng expressed emotion in every possible way, and frankly told the truth that was unknown to his disciples back then:

"After you set up a grave for your clansmen, you were willing to spend half a day burying the Black Xuanbing, so that my soldiers would not have to expose their corpses in the wilderness. I have never seen such a stupid child like you, so I brought you back to the teacher where I lived. Menli, and later let you inherit the Nine Profound Sword."

"There is no Huo Qifeng in this world, only Tuoba Miefeng." He whispered to his disciple, "You want to fight the Hei Xuanbing decisively on the battlefield, and I am the commander of the Hei Xuanbing."

"Impossible..." Bai Lingfei raised his head and cried, "My master's name is Huo Qifeng! He is an upright swordsman! He won't lead black soldiers to burn, kill, loot, and mutilate living beings in northern Xinjiang!"

Huo Qifeng's chest tightened suddenly.

He understood the boy's hysteria very well—

The encounter between myself and the two of them began when their entire clan was wiped out by the black soldiers and became orphans of the war.In his pure world, how could the most respected and beloved master and the enemy who exterminated the whole family be the same person?

"Don't be afraid, it will pass soon." He whispered softly to his apprentice: "After I killed the Crown Prince of Nanchu, I brought you back to Wangyou Valley, sealed these memories for you, and never let you Get caught up in these fights again."

He came back to the Central Plains from Northern Xinjiang, originally to ambush Jing Yan, but the last time he was building Zhongcheng, Bai Lingfei happened to arrive in time, in order to avoid revealing his identity, and he didn't want to make any moves after Taiqing Daoist entered the city. Abandon the plan.But if Jing Yan does not die, it will become the biggest obstacle for the Hei Xuan soldiers to go south, he has made up his mind, he raised his sword again, and said to Bai Lingfei in a deep voice:

"Xiao Fei, get out of the way."

As soon as the sword edge fell, it was firmly blocked by a dark sheath——

"Master..."

Bai Lingfei drew the sword with one hand, and Jiuxuan came out of the sheath, the red pupils reflected in mourning, like a red prison.

"If you really want to kill him, just step over the disciple's body."

☆、Yangguan Snow

"Xiao Fei, even if you succeed in the seven styles in the future, remember not to leave the valley and go down the mountain."

"Why? I really want to see the yellow sand in the desert that Master mentioned."

It was a sunny afternoon, he was stroking the guqin in the master's study, and suddenly heard such a sentence——

He yearned for the scenery down the mountain.The vast deserts and bright water towns in the annals of history should be really beautiful, right?Why can't I make a trip to the next life, but not travel around the world properly?

When he was a child, he was puzzled, only to see the master staring at him with deep eyes.

"...Because, Master loves you very much, no matter who you are, you can't hurt my Xiaofei."

Autumn is in full bloom, and he smiles sweetly amidst the fragrance of chrysanthemums in the valley.

The afternoon sun that day was warm and quiet, and the light would not burn people.

The sword light drama flourished, filling the hall with coldness.

Huo Qifeng's sword rested on Jiuxuan, and his fierce energy surged forward, killing Jing Yan again.

That type of "mortal world" is burning in Bai Lingfei's eyes——

The world of mortals has turned into smoke, and they will never stay, severely cutting off all the fetters between them.

It turned out that the master never let him go down the mountain against his promise, just because he didn't want to make this move "mortal".Wangyou Valley, Jianzhong City, Bieyuan Luoshui, Lifang streets and alleys, every time, it was the master who kept him.

But he doesn't know.Every time, he turned around and left paranoidly, playing the elegy between their master and apprentice with his own hands.

Finally, the years are no longer quiet.

Sword shadows, pools of blood, wailing... At this moment in Luoyang, the cruelest Yangguanxue in their lives was roaring.

"Clang!"

Jiuxuan didn't retreat half a step, and forcibly endured this heavy move.

"Pull the sword!" Huo Qifeng shouted coldly: "He is not worthy of your protection!"

Bai Lingfei half-kneeled on the ground, the blood all over his body mixed with Jing Yan, and slowly flowed under the bluestone.

"Master, this disciple has never begged you for anything, it's just... just now... I beg you to let him go..."

"I told the teacher, he is not worth it."

Jiuxuan is still stubborn.

——In terms of swordsmanship and martial arts, this disciple is almost out of blue, if Bai Lingfei is unwilling to retreat, it will be difficult for him to finish Jing Yan today.

"Xiao Fei, it's not only me, but also him who has been lying to you all this time." Huo Qifeng hardened his heart, and said coldly to Bai Lingfei: "Shaoyaoju's whole village was slaughtered, Daniel and Qingqing died tragically under the sword of Mingjiao, and it was he who It was planned behind the scenes."

Bai Lingfei took a step back suddenly, but his figure was still standing in front of Jing Yan.

Huo Qifeng glanced at the fainting crown prince, and then said in a low voice: "I don't need to say how good the crown prince of Nanchu is in the city. The whole world already knows it. He was the only one who walked with you that day. If he hadn't played tricks and lured Mingjiao led the crowd to break into Shaoyaoju, how could Mingjiao deploy the Tuzhuang so quickly?"

"I know your plan... But between us, no one can separate from it."

Huo Qifeng sneered suddenly.

"In order to get Jiuxuan and get you to follow him to the death, how many methods did you secretly do? How did you ever know? Since you entered the capital, he has dominated the government and overwhelmed the eight armies. You won every battle for him, and for him Blocking the court and killing, don't you yourself see the truth, who is the winner of all this?"

Bai Lingfei pursed his lips resolutely.

"Since I am a minister, I naturally want to help him win to the end. That is what I am willing to do for him."

"You are addicted to him and fall in love with him, but he only sees you as a pawn! Why do you still protect him?!"

"If I don't protect him, who will protect him