Black Robbery

She is a little envious.

With the mask on his face, Feng Twelve felt no discomfort at all.

"Remember, you can't take off this face casually, especially when there are people around." Feng Qi said while stroking Feng Twelve's face.

"Yes……"

Feng Twelve escaped from a secret room and was locked in another yard.

For the next three years, Feng Twelve had to guide Feng Qi during the day, practicing martial arts non-stop, occasionally looking up, through the window, he would see Feng Qi in white clothes leaning against the table to clean up trivial matters, cigarettes curling up, Feng Qi occasionally yawned, watching It looks harmless.

There was a basket of small stones in front of Fengqi's table, and whenever Feng Twelve lost his mind, Feng Qi hit a few stones on Feng Twelve's vital acupuncture points, causing Feng Twelve to fall to the ground.

"What are you looking at, is this how you killed Ah Zi!" Feng Qi threw the book on the table, got up, picked up the sword and walked out.

"Compete with me, kill me, the position of Valley Master is yours." Feng smiled, took advantage of Feng Twelve's guard and swung his sword, and within a few strokes, he drew a sword on Feng Twelve's left shoulder .

Feng Twelve suffered from pain, and swung his sword to slash at Feng Qi.

"Small tricks." Feng Qi dodged lightly, dodging Feng Twelve's killing move, and drew another sword on Twelve's right shoulder.

That's perfect.Feng Qi thought, but what happened next surprised him a little, Feng Twelve didn't take advantage of the situation to dodge, but aggravated his own scars, just to turn around and slash him.

Feng Qi dodged, the two swords struck each other, Feng Twelve's sword was shaken away, and Feng Qi's sword crossed Feng Twelve's neck, leaving a shallow trace, with blood oozing out.

"If you want to kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred?" Feng Qi picked up Feng Luo's sword and inserted it into her scabbard.

"It's a pity that the enemy is not injured at all, Twelve, you are still bad." Feng Qi grabbed Feng Twelve's collar and said, "Go to Hongyu to get the medicine, but remember, you can't see the light, don't Let others discover you."

"Yes, master." Feng Twelve looked at the man who said he was her brother in front of him, as if falling into an ice cave, she always felt that this should not be the case, but why is it like this?She couldn't figure it out.

After killing him, no one would be free to slash her a few times, but if there is no wind, where will she go?

Later, Feng Twelve became numb after being hacked and hacked. He dragged his bloody wound and asked Hong Yu for medicine.If her leg is injured, Feng Qi will frown in trouble, and invite Hong Yu for her.

The door creaked open.

"Thank you." Feng Twelve imitated Feng Qi's tone, said a polite word to the visitor, then closed his eyes, falling into a state where everything was empty.

Feng Qi said that the sword will see blood when it is drawn out of the sheath, and it is waiting to be determined when the sword is put into the sheath, so she doesn't have to think about anything.

"Ah, why is it so serious?" It was a young man's voice that caught Feng Luo's ears, Feng Luo opened his eyes, and saw Feng Chen clumsily put Hong Yu's medical kit on the table, and the tools were laid out in an orderly manner.

"Sister, Uncle Hong is not here, can you let me come? I promise to do as well as Uncle Hong."

The young man in front of him smiled like a bud just unearthed, Feng Twelve seemed to see a harmless master who was a little smaller.

"Sister, why don't you speak?"

Why should I speak?

"Sister, it's not polite for you to do this. When Dust asks you, should you answer yes or no."

"Okay." You are the young master, you can do whatever you want, even if my master is put to death, he won't say anything about you.Twelve thoughts about the wind.

Feng Chen carefully cleaned her wound and applied medicine.

"Is my sister hurting? I have sugar."

Feng Twelve shook his head.

"Oh." Fengchen lowered his head and continued to clean Twelve's wounds, his eyelids drooping slightly.

"Okay, sister!" After the tying was done, Fengchen slapped his hands, unceremoniously cleaned the utensils and his hands with the water in the house, and took out the handkerchief to wipe.

"I'm leaving. If my father finds out that I came here without his permission, he will be angry. Dust will give my sister a bag of candy. My sister should not tell him."

Feng Chen blinked at Feng Twelve, took out the candy he had been carrying in his arms and stuffed it into Feng Twelve's hand, his face flushed with excitement, and when he ran out with the medicine box in his arms, he even tripped.

Feng Twelve held the candy in his mouth, stared at the half-grown boy who was running around with the medicine box in his arms, and was stunned.

Feng Twelve's wound had just healed, Feng Qi continued to forge his sword, the sun rose and the moon set, except for healing his wounds, he never let his sword idle for a day.

Day after day, he saw that Feng Twelve had taken more and more moves from his hands, with fewer and fewer injuries, and he became more and more satisfied. When Feng Twelve drew a sword on his left arm, he was in a very good mood Swipe towards Feng Twelve's left arm, with the same force and shape.

"Stop it." Feng Qi put the sword into its sheath and sat on the wooden seat in the courtyard. "Don't hide, come out."

Feng Twelve looked out of the door, within three years, Feng Chen tended to be taller than Feng Twelve.

"Father." Feng Chen skillfully laid out the medical equipment, kneeled before Feng Qi, and bandaged him.

"Ah Chen, how is it with Hongyu studying medicine?"

"I haven't been scolded in recent years. Uncle once praised that the blue is better than the blue."

"Hmph, as expected of the young master of my Feng family." Feng Qi looked haughty, "Ah Chen comes to see Twelve every day?"

"No...no..."

"Oh, I'm not ashamed to admit it." Feng Qi stroked Feng Chen's head as if to comfort him, "You are young...your aunt is also injured, let her clean it up."

"aunt?"

"That's right." Feng Qi felt more refreshed when he saw that there seemed to be yellow sand rolling in Feng Chen's eyes, and the waves were turbulent.

"No wonder, I was negligent. I never told Ah Chen that Twelve is my own sister, that is, your aunt."

Feng Qi saw the young man was stunned for a while, lowered his eyes, "Yes..."

That night, Feng Chen tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he ran to Feng Twelve's room in the middle of the night, the two fought a few tricks, and Feng Twelve almost killed him.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that she had captured Fengchen, Feng Twelve immediately sheathed his sword and pushed him aside.

"We were fighting just now, did I touch Twelve's wound?"

"Never."

"Twelve." Feng Chen's voice was crying.

By the moonlight, Feng Twelve saw that his eye sockets were red, and there was a strange emotion in it that she had never seen before. The emotion was very attractive, and he wanted to make people plunge into it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Twelve's heart moved and he became defensive.

"Then can I see Twelve's face?"

"No."

With a wave of Feng Chen's sleeve, the room was filled with a burst of misty fragrance, Feng Twelve passed out not long after, Feng Chen moved forward and leaned against his arms.

Feng Chen placed Feng Twelve on the bed, stretched out his hand and carefully peeled off Feng Twelve's face.

The 19-year-old girl has a charming appearance, her eyebrows and eyes have a slight resemblance to Feng Qi's, perhaps because of Feng Qi's upbringing, her gloomy temperament is very similar to Feng Qi's in private.

Feng Chen carefully strapped Feng Twelve's dough, followed by Moonlight, and stared at her carefully for a while.

"Dear, aunt." Feng Chen's mouth curled up with an insincere arc, and he left.