Black Robbery

In the blink of an eye, more than half of a month has passed, but nothing happened, Feng Twelve was enjoying himself but was feeling uneasy.

One day, while wiping the sword in the cave, I saw the wind and dust blowing herbs, picked it up and sniffed it.

"Ah Chen..."

"Well, what's the matter, aunt?" Feng Chen turned his eyes sideways, a little curious.

"What happened recently?" Feng Twelve asked.

"Twelve is still curious about this?"

Fengchen smiled as if he had seen something new, and nodded his head with the middle finger.

"A month ago, the owner of the valley held a ceremony."

"At the same time, a school was also set up to invite the children of various sects to come and study."

"The outer sect has been recruiting new disciples in the past few days, and there are many dead bodies in front of the Shigu gate, and..."

Feng Chen then tapped his head, as if he could shake out the memory.

"Father asked me to check the terrain, route and defense of Xia Yunhe, and more... I can't remember it for the time being. How about, auntie, please take care of my affairs!"

"What's the matter with you?" You know how to play drums all day long, and you are more leisurely than anyone else.

Feng Twelve gave him a disgusted look, lowered his eyes, and blew his sword.

"It's been smooth sailing for me recently. I've developed an antidote for the dust-cleaning water. Try it yourself. It's a success haha!"

"The research on Wangyou has also made quite some progress. After a while, I will go out to hang the pot to help the world!"

Feng Twelve's relationship was not in his ideal, with the sword hanging on his waist, frowning slightly, looking at him seriously.

"Have you ever drank dust washing water?"

"Yeah, don't worry, Changfei is watching over me. As long as I don't remember anything, I'll give me the antidote immediately, and it's quite effective. Look, I'm standing in front of you right now."

"What nonsense." Feng Twelve scolded him.

"I cherish my life very much, I'm [-]% sure, Feng Chen explained, "It's Chang Fei who is messing around. "

"What's up with him?"

"He took advantage of me not remembering anything, said he was my father, and asked me to kneel down for him."

"You kneel?"

"He is so young, of course I don't believe it. Besides, the father made him kneel when he saw the sick child just woke up..." Fengchen put the word "tss" on his face, and continued, "If he can't see it, what else?" Say it's my Taoist partner, untie my belt. I didn't let him succeed, it's shameless."

"After he gave me the antidote and remembered everything, I gave him a good beating."

"Have you fought?"

"Uh, that's not true, but I poisoned him until his whole body was purple, and he died suddenly after twelve o'clock. He could only beg me to shake off all his romantic debts." Come out. After that, until now, he hasn't appeared in front of me, hahaha."

"In a few days, I'm going to Ji Yue Pavilion."

"what?"

Feng Twelve remained silent.

"Well, at the grand ceremony, Ji Yuege didn't come, and the young master of Ji Yuege didn't come to the school either."

Feng Chen rubbed his chin, "Yun He didn't come either...Father seems to have a big heart, it's not good."

"It's not that it's bad to have a big heart, it's that Shigu's strength is really not as strong as he thought. If things go on like this, maybe...he won't end well."

Suddenly, Feng Chen's tone became serious.

"Are you persuading him?" Feng Twelve said.

"Do you think I can figure out the truth clearly, but can he not understand?" Feng Chen asked back.

"Besides, I don't dare, he will really peel me alive, with one thing on the outside and another on the back, but it's not as good as it looks." Feng Chen frowned.

"Twelve, I think you know him better than I do."

"Uh……"

"If you are poor, you are alone. For me, I will take care of my own life first. When I become the owner of the valley in a certain year, I will never let Twelve Tibetans do these things behind others.

Twelve must stand in front of people in a beautiful manner, without any fear, like other women, enjoying the flowers and sun, and doing whatever you want. "

Feng Chen pressed Feng Twelve's shoulders with both hands, "Twelve, you too...be patient?"

He knows everything.

Only then did Feng Twelve truly realize this point.

Kind words are sweet to the ears, but how can they be easily realized without blood and sweat?

Feng Twelve was silent for a while, seeing that Fengchen's eyes were so hot that he couldn't bear to be shocked, he nodded copingly.

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In the middle of the night, Feng Twelve changed into night clothes, put on a bamboo hat, covered his face with an iron mask, took the token given by Feng Qi, went down to the secret cave, and summoned the black clothes.

This group of black clothes and Feng Twelve wore the same clothes, standing in front of Feng Twelve neatly, without moving at all, really like ghosts without souls.

Feng Twelve looked at this group of people, felt a little pity, and at the same time was glad that Feng Qi really took her out, and didn't make her completely like these people.

Thinking back to the past, Feng Twelve still remembers that Feng Qi said to him, "I am your brother."

At that time, in the secret cave, she firmly believed that as long as she killed Ah Zi, her brother would come to pick her up.

Feng Twelve used to regard Feng Qi as a lighting lamp, until Feng Qi appeared in front of her again, and the sword that struck her extinguished most of the lamp in her heart.

The remaining sparks were also dusted little by little in the subsequent relationship.

before?

Feng Twelve tried hard to recall.

before?

What was the world like before?

A sense of fear suddenly hit my heart.

Until the bell rang in the distance, Feng Twelve came back to his senses and immediately led people to set off.

In the moonlight, a black cloud pressed towards Ji Yue Pavilion.

The rain is about to come...

never before...

Feng Twelve finally thought that in the blink of an eye, there was no emotion.

Without paying attention to the despair and grief of Ji Yuege, a group of girls started killing amidst the sound of lashing whips.

Numb, I don't know how much blood was on my hands.

"Chengxi!"

Suddenly, Feng Twelve heard a familiar voice, she woke up suddenly, and was knocked down to the ground by the barbed whip behind her.

Feng Twelve got up and turned around to hit the whip, which was cut in half.

Feng Twelve took this opportunity to move forward and take the whipman's life.

When the tip of the sword was about to hit the man's neck, Feng Twelve's sword met another sword, and the two were in a stalemate.

When Hong Changfei saw the familiar sword in front of him, and Feng Twelve saw the familiar person in front of him, he paused for a moment, and no one stopped attacking.

Still at night, still under the moon, the moods of both of them have changed.

Feng Twelve suddenly felt distraught and didn't want to fight anymore.

I don't want to do it anymore...

love kill kill...

The fighting spirit disappeared, and many flaws were exposed in her moves, and her survival instinct kept her dodging Hong Changfei.

However, Hong Changfei acted as if he hadn't seen those flaws, and hit her sword with every move, preventing her from directly killing Yu Chengxi who was behind him.

"Qikai, I won't kill you." Hong Changfei looked at Feng Twelve with a bit of ruthlessness.

Feng Twelve didn't say a word to him, he calmed down and concentrated on fighting.

At the end of the fight, there were not many people left in Ji Yue Pavilion.

Feng Twelve withdrew his hands and stared blankly, seeing the girls in Ji Yuege still holding whips in their hands until they died, seeing the men in black continuing to slaughter and besiege, seeing Hong Changfei and the young master holding swords and whips, desperately trying to break through but failed.

Feng Twelve joined the siege and became the weakest breakthrough point in the circle.

Hong Changfei noticed the familiar sword, inexplicably, he understood Feng Twelve's intentions.

So a sword landed on Feng Twelve's shoulder, Feng Twelve suffered pain, and the sword was deflected.

Hit the neck of the man in black next to him.

"Chengxi, let's go!" Hong Changfei directly grabbed the remaining half of the whip of the red-eyed man behind him with his hand, and bright red blood gushed out one after another.

Hong Changfei dragged him to his side, and tightened his arms around his waist.

The two escaped from the wall of Ji Yue Pavilion with lightness kung fu. On the wall, the young master turned his head and hit the whip hard, temporarily blocking the way of a group of people who wanted to kill;

"Retreat!" Feng Twelve gave the order in time and closed his eyes.

A sword penetrated deep into the bone marrow, piercing pain.

A group of ghosts left.

Ji Yue Pavilion was as quiet as usual, and the lights were as bright as before.