Black Robbery

Feng Twelve stared at his fingers.

I only felt a burning sensation on the fingertips, and the red color gradually appeared, and a red line appeared between the two fingertips.

"That's it, Twelve, I have to go now, I have to find Chang Fei, see you later." Feng Chen put on his shoes and left quickly.

How silly, Feng Twelve thought, then fell down on the bed, thinking of Feng Qi last night, thinking silently.

Have the ability, how to have the ability?

The person she wanted to see was never there, but the person she didn't want to see was always swaying blindly in front of her eyes. Things never went as planned in this world.

Feng Twelve spent a few days quietly.

A few days later, Feng Qi appeared in front of Feng Twelve again, "I'll take you to a place."

The two went up the mountain road, and after a while, the clouds surrounded their feet, and Feng Qi brought Feng Twelve to the edge of a cliff.

"Jump down..."

Feng Twelve hesitated, thinking that this man couldn't bear to kill her?

"Heh." Feng Qi sneered and jumped down.Borrowing the power of the broken wood and vines on the cliff, he came to a rock at the bottom of the cliff, jumped lightly, and came to the shore.

"Feng Twelve! Come down!" Feng Qi shouted from the bottom of the valley.

Hearing the sound of the wind blowing, Feng Twelve also jumped up, borrowing the power of the vines, and landed on the shore.

I saw the peaks on both sides of the strait soaring into the clouds, and the waterfall cascading down, making a thunderous sound. Once it fell into the deep water, splashes splashed at the edge, and then there was a deathly silence.

Feng Twelve didn't know how deep the water was, but when he saw the water stretching to both sides, Feng Twelve knew that the seemingly still water was actually flowing.

"Twelve, you have a mission. Until I find a suitable person, guard this place for me, and don't let anyone pass by."

"Yes." Feng Twelve is indeed not tired of such a desperate and fairyland.

"I'll be away from you for a few days, practice hard and don't be lazy." Feng Qi left after speaking.

Feng Twelve used the power of vines to explore the cliff carefully, and finally found a cave that was spacious and sheltered from the rain. With the help of the water from the waterfall, it weeded and insects were removed, and it was cleaned up.

After the cave dried up, Twelve went up, lit a fire to drive away the moisture, and went back to the wooden house to get the night pearl and bedding.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Feng Twelve cut down a few bamboos along the coast and spread them on the cave, and then spread out the bedding to make a bed.

Without Feng Qi's interruptions, Feng Twelve calmed down a lot, practicing kung fu and meditating, sword fighting Fei Liu, and even exploring and creating new moves by himself.

At night, Feng Twelve lay blankly on the mattress, looking at the faint blue bead above his head.

If there is no moonlight, everything outside is invisible, and Feng Twelve feels that he is a lonely soul.

When he was in a daze, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his fingertips, a red line came out, and a lot could be seen outside the cave.

In the sound of running water, Feng Twelve heard Feng Chen's scolding after his fingers were cut by the vines while he was hanging on the vines.

"Twelve, why are you here? It's easy for me to find."

Feng Chen was wet all over, rubbing against the mud on the cliff, and there were some rotten leaves on his head.

dirty……

Feng Twelve thought, borrowing the luminous pearl pinned to Feng Chen's waist, went out to get Feng Chen a basin of water, and lit a fire at the same time, the cave was brighter again.

"I thought my father sent you out to do a mission, but after waiting for several days, I was worried to death."

Feng Chen took off his mud-stained coat and threw it directly into the fire, then washed his hair with water, dried it with internal energy, and sat by the fire to keep warm.

"Twelve, are you hungry here?"

Feng Twelve shook his head.

"I have something to eat." Seeing Feng Chen take off a bag from his coat, she was slightly surprised.

Qiankun bag, there is Qiankun in the bag. According to legend, it is an item commonly stored by immortal cultivators when the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is not exhausted. There are not many in the world.

"Aunt, I'll give it all to you." Feng Chen took off the Qiankun bag, "There are a lot of things in it."

Feng Twelve shook her head, and if Feng Qi saw her, her life would be gone.

Feng Chen frowned, thought for a while, and understood.

"I was reckless, Twelve is not to blame." As he said, Feng Chen pulled out one by one.

Food, clothing, bedding, directly filled half of the cave.

A good Qiankun bag, the young master under one person, does not store some secret books and treasures, but carries these things on his back every day, as if fleeing from a disaster.

silly...

Feng Twelve didn't realize that there was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Twelve, are you... laughing?" Feng Chen was taken aback, leaning forward with his loose hair, observing carefully.

Feng Twelve's expression sharpened suddenly, he drew his sword, and quickly swung it towards the strand of hair that had swept across the fire.

Feng Chen was stunned, and moved a little further away from the fire, closer to Feng Twelve.

……

Maybe he went out again to look for herbs and meet his lover again. For several days in a row, Feng Twelve did not see Feng Chen, but instead welcomed an unexpected guest on a clear January night.

Hong Changfei originally wanted to drink some wine at noon and take a nap before going up the mountain, but he accidentally drank too much and fell asleep until evening.

Shigu has a clear access control, Hong Changfei filled a pot of wine again, circled and circled, trying to find the omissions in Shigu's defense, but did not report much hope of success, and finally let him find it by following the current. A dangerous road.

Feeling happy, Hong Changfei gulped down another big pot of wine, and Hong Changfei collapsed on the road, dazedly, thinking that the night is quite beautiful tonight, and it would be good to be drunk here for the rest of his life.

When he opened his eyes again, a black shadow appeared in front of him. In the moonlight reflected by the sword that the man pulled out, Hong Changfei saw an ordinary face, but his demeanor was inexplicably familiar to him.

"Are you here to kill me?" Hong Changfei drew out his sword, his body still a little shaky, but Feng Twelve's unexpected proficiency when he drew out the sword, the majesty seemed to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Under the moonlight, the two swords collided and wiped out a little spark.

Feng Twelve knows Hong Changfei, the son of Hong Yu, and intends to let him go, but this man is trying to put her to death, killing and killing, both of them are red-eyed.

Feng Twelve had received Ah Zi's endless training in the secret kiln, and he had already developed physical strength and endurance, which was naturally stronger than the drunk Hong Changfei.

After a hundred moves with the sword, Feng Twelve grasped his weak spot, swung his backhand, and the tip of the sword barely scratched Hong Changfei's face.Then, Feng Twelve kicked Hong Changfei to the ground.

Hong Changfei couldn't move, he looked at her with hatred, saw Feng Twelve playing with his sword, then hung it on his waist, and looked at him.

"If you want to kill, hurry up, what kind of eyes do you have?" Hong Changfei saw that he was overwhelmed, and wanted to give her a good time.

His martial arts are not bad, and his temper is also great.

"I want your sword." Feng Twelve said.

Hong Changfei was stunned for a while, then poured himself another drink, the wine mixed with the blood on his face and flowed into his mouth.

"Hahaha, I see." Hong Changfei stood up with difficulty, raised the wine gourd with one hand, and pointed at Feng Twelve with the other.

"You are... Feng Chen...the one who can't see the light."