Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

【native land】

The Chen family's wishful thinking had just started, but they were pulled from the bottom of the pot.

Facing the concerted efforts of the Lou family and the Duan family, they didn't get any news.After clearly checking Feng Ao's identity, the Zheng family and the Yinshi family had no connection at all, but he never thought that the boy was hiding everything, even two of the top two families of the ancient martial arts family could invite him to be his lobbyist.Not to mention how Elder Chen was depressed, but Chen Zhizhang was shocked by Feng Ao's energy and at the same time rejoiced that he hadn't really done it yet, denying their motives for Feng Ao, saying that it was because of fate and wanted to invite the Chen family as a VIP Treat each other and apologize again and again for the offense.

As a patriarch, the young Chen Zhizhang really couldn't hold the scene in front of the head disciples of Lou Duan's family.

Lou Chang'an and Duan Heng, the two first disciples, are the most popular figures for the next Patriarch of the top Guwu family.In the past two years, the two of them have also appeared in various houses on behalf of the Lou family and the Duan family, which seems to be a signal of some kind of decentralization.

The side-talking didn't get the desired result, so Chen Zhizhang could only treat the two noble envoys with delicious food and drink, and then sent them off sadly.

In the back room, Elder Chen dropped the teacup and said angrily, "Damn the Lou family, the Duan family!" He looked like he wanted to eat the blood and flesh of the two families. Said: "Martial nephew, Zheng Jinfeng must not take advantage of those two families."

Chen Zhizhang was gone at this time, so he was cautious and cautious in the face of the two families in the building section. He was silent for a while, as if he had made the most difficult decision, and sighed helplessly: "If there is really no other way, then we can only... "

Looking at his expression, Elder Chen knew that Chen Zhizhang was planning to kill.His eyes changed. After all, he was still reluctant to follow the ancient martial arts for so many years. Feng Ao's achievements were right in front of him. If a person with no foundation in the secular family could reach the sky in one step if he had the chance, he didn't believe that he would be worse than Feng Ao.As long as... the secret book or someone is in his hands.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he stopped and said, "No."

Resolutely rejecting Chen Zhizhang's idea that he would rather be broken than crumbled, Elder Chen suppressed the murderous intent that surged in his heart, Feng Ao, this person, when he has magical powers in his hands, he will never let him take another breath.Thinking of this, seeing Chen Zhizhang heaving a sigh of relief, as if he was relieved because he committed less crimes, he couldn't help but look down on him even more.

To be more serious, Elder Chen has a lot of opinions on this head.In particular, his kind-hearted and soft-hearted personality, in his opinion, is difficult to achieve, and he often disagrees with him because of this.Relying on the seniority of the elder, if he is dissatisfied, he always reprimands him on the spot, regardless of whether he is a nephew or the head of the sect.But at this time, their thoughts coincided with each other, so he didn't say much, but said: "Zheng Jinfeng's value is immeasurable, even if it is snatched from these two families, it will only be good for the Chen family. "

Chen Zhizhang was silent for a while, perhaps because he cared a little bit about Elder Chen's disregard for life and freedom, and said that people are like dogs, but in the end he agreed: "Yes, the old prescription of the Chen family has been used for too long, and if you don't It's really too late."

Lou Chang'an and Duan Heng completed the entrustment. As the first disciples, they also have many daily affairs and cannot stay outside, so they can only bid farewell to Feng Ao and the Bai family.In the end, he repeatedly invited Feng Ao to come to his house as a guest, and after getting the consent, he handed over the token and left happily.

Not long after the two left, a document was placed in front of Feng Ao.

Zheng Youting has become numb to Feng Ao's methods, so when he saw the high-definition image of the full picture of the blueprint and a piece of information on the epitaph that he hadn't seen the whole picture that day, he felt that it was no surprise that he was surprised.Even if this information should be closely guarded by the Chen family's children, even if there is an opportunity for the Lou family and the Duan family to touch the Chen family's eyebrows, the chance of successfully spying on such a secret is extremely slim. At least Zheng Youting himself dare not guarantee that he can deceive others. do this step.

The projection frame became longer and longer, and the 57-meter scroll finally showed the whole picture in front of the two.

Mountains, water, cities, people.

One step at a time, the scene is vivid.In such a huge city, even the weather of that day is shown, half of the city is windy and half of the city is sunny.The fine brushwork is exquisite, the whole city is majestic, the beautiful lakes and mountains, pavilions and pavilions, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't experience such a shock at all.As if, traveling through time and space, and entering it, the landscape and people come alive, condensing into a thick and solemn Yancheng.

Zheng Youting was absent-minded for a long time, so he didn't notice that Feng Ao's eyes were uncontrollably hot when he faced the picture scroll.

too familiar.

This is the city he and his brothers built with their own hands.

At that time, who could have imagined that the magic palace, which everyone in the rivers and lakes have heard of, turned out to be such a prosperous and exquisite city?Who would have imagined that in the land of gathering dragons near mountains and rivers lies the Valley of the Wicked, which is avoided by the world?

It was when he personally designed the cinema, he was in the memory of restoring Yancheng to the tip of the iceberg. His state of mind at that time was peaceful, far from the shock and pain at this moment.He still remembered that the bustling and peaceful city was burned by raging fire, and his brothers, the followers of the magic palace that he regarded as his family, were besieged and killed by rockets.They fought bloody battles, but in the end they couldn't resist their frenzied fire and thunder throwing.

Those court people were really willing to spend their money.

The state affairs in northern Xinjiang were not peaceful, and the treasury of the imperial court was empty every year. Such precious fire and thunder were not sent to the frontier for emergency, and they were used on Yancheng one after another. The firepower was so great that the entire magic palace fell into the ground.

He also didn't know whether he should thank these people for their generosity. If it wasn't for these Huo Lei, he might not be able to kill these bastards.

Those blood and tears, the past that was useless to think about, but it turns out that I haven't forgotten a single bit.

"Feng Ao? Feng Ao?"

Feng Ao came back to his senses, just as Zheng Youting turned on the light and turned around, he quickly endured the sadness in his heart, and smiled, "What?"

Zheng Youting saw something wrong with him just now, because he stared at the video in the dark for too long, his eyes didn't slow down for a moment and he couldn't see his expression clearly. At this moment, he stood silently in front of him, carefully looked at his expression, puzzled And concern: "Are you okay?"

Feng Ao's face changed slightly, he hugged him tightly, and pressed his head on his shoulder, preventing him from seeing his fragility.

Zheng Youting was inexplicable, but keenly felt his gloomy mood, raised his hand and patted his back, calmly comforting him in this way.

Feng Ao laughed, and asked him softly: "What did you want to say just now?"

Zheng Youting looked up and saw that he had returned to normal, and didn't ask what made him emotionally unstable. He felt that it was a topic that Feng Ao didn't want to talk about, and after confirming that he was okay, Zheng Youting backed away, and said, "There is something weird about this scroll."

"Ok?"

"These people, they are practicing martial arts." He pointed to the person in the painting, "The city is full of martial arts, including these old and weak women and children."

Yes, the city is full of martial arts, and there are gatherings of wind and clouds, but in the end they are still buried under the fire and thunder.

"And the layout of these places is very special. It should be formations, right?" Zheng Youting learned the formations from Feng Ao for a few days. Of course, it is impossible to see anything, but he has consciously developed a consciousness, so when identifying You can see a little clue. "I can't see what kind of formation it is, but the mountain next to it and the river in the city seem to be a natural formation." He asked Feng Ao for confirmation, and the latter also gave him an affirmative answer.

"It's a large formation to protect the city. Yancheng is a treasured place of geomantic omen, where the water flows and the wind is hidden. Borrowing the momentum of the mountains and rivers and making slight changes, it is the best formation. It doesn't have much lethality, but it is a barrier. If it is not for the people in the city, the outside world What you can see with the naked eye may be mountains or water, but you can't see the city." He rested his head on Zheng Youting's shoulder and surrounded him from behind.Perhaps it was because his hand was too hard, and there was a little restlessness remaining, which made Zheng Youting, who had always been attentive, distracted to look at him, turned his head, and rarely took the initiative to kiss him on the forehead.

Feng Ao's voice paused, and a radiant brilliance bloomed on his face in an instant, and he dropped a loud kiss on the side of his face.

Zheng Youting raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, warning him to continue, then as if he forgot to take it back, he stroked the end of the hair attached to his neck one after another.

Feng Ao gave an intoxicating smile, and lazily leaned on his shoulder. This young and silent person had a gentleness that was not easily known by others.He drew strength from him, raised his eyes to look at the same or even more concrete homeland in his memory, and raised his finger: "There are two eyes in this large defensive formation."

One is a four-cornered pavilion on the river in the city, and the other is the city gate. On it is a word that looks like official script but is more complicated, carved with a sharp weapon. Feng Ao knows it is a "勤" character without Feng Ao's explanation.

"Other places are dead gates, there is no return, if you fall into it, if there is no order from the city to rescue you, you will not be able to get out of the formation for the rest of your life." Feng Ao said indifferently, "That river, named Yan, the city ends Water is the name, the main vitality. One river divides the city, the most famous scenery is the sun in the east, the rain in the west, and the two heavens in Huiting. The people there work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They love drinking and are very strong. I don’t like wine. There are men, women, young and old, everyone practices martial arts, and everyone is a master of one enemy against a hundred. They guard the car, happy, angry, sad, and happy. They are all in this city. A few teenagers will surely stir up troubles, it is the Shura field that those people talk about."

"There, a city is a lifetime, which is completely different from here."

"...Did you really live here?"

Zheng Youting's stroking movement stopped.Before hearing him talk about living in a certain ancient city, he didn't think much about it, but now facing this majestic city and a completely different life, listening to him explain his familiarity and nostalgia for this place in such a straightforward and indifferent way, It actually made his back feel cold, and he felt a little panic for no reason.

Feng Ao nodded.

"Disappeared?"

Zheng Youting asked again.

Feng Ao looked down at him, "Well, it disappeared."

Zheng Youting pursed his lips and looked straight into his eyes. There seemed to be a deep sea there, dangerous but addictive.He subconsciously relaxed, leaning on his chest, Feng Ao blinked, this movement was slow, as if to confirm his authenticity, then grinned, and leaned over to kiss him.Zheng Youting smiled and hid, "Don't make trouble."

He stretched out his hand to switch the video, and the densely packed epitaph was written in the complex characters on the city name, and he went on, it was the version deciphered by the Chen family.

Just as he was about to watch it, Feng Ao played it back and adjusted the screen. What was projected on the entire wall was clearly visible, like a work of art but complicated and mysterious without any recorded text.

Feng Ao read it word by word:

Lin Zhongchen in the Gengwu Year

The unworthy descendants set up a monument in the Feng family's son period

Yu traveled around the world and heard the bad news. When he returned to his hometown, the city was full of wind and willows, leaving only a piece of loess, a piece of broken tile, and a piece of rag, which was unavailable.Hurting my parents, benevolent to the leader, no bones left.Now stand in the empty tomb to pay homage to my thousands of people...

Concentrate the soul of the old land, use my soul, sacrifice my flesh and blood, collect my blood and return to the earth, seal it up for thousands of years, beg to continue the soul of my lord, and return to the world.

My lord, the most faithful and true lord, was born in the temple... My father, the leader of the five elements... My mother, one-armed supernatural power... My brother Zimo... My brother...

Respect the predestined people of my Feng clan, so that my lord can come back to the world...