[Mo Feng Tongren] Bai Ling touches ink

The setting sun was like blood, Bai Feng sat on the roof of the eaves where he often stayed recently, looking at the Sparrow Pavilion from a distance, the cage was still beautiful and indestructible.Mo Crow quietly landed beside him and said, "Let's go, there's a new mission."

Bai Feng stood up and followed Mo Ya and flew away. Seeing him parked on a treetop not far away, he stopped too. When the two of them stood on the treetop, Mo Ya looked at Que Pavilion: "No wonder the people all regard Que Pavilion It’s called a golden silk cage, and it looks like an exquisite cage from here.”

Bai Feng frowned, and said: "I don't know the original intention of the construction at that time."

"Maybe it was a cage from the beginning, a cage that can eat people. Isn't that what a cage is?" Mo Ya sighed with emotion as those fresh lives turned into dry bones in a blink of an eye.

Bai Feng snorted coldly: "You know what I hate about it the most?"

"What is it?"

There was an unconcealable disgust in Bai Feng's voice: "A prison should not be decorated so beautifully."

On the other hand, Mo Crow hugged his chest indifferently, with a calm expression, "Actually, there are cages everywhere, some are beautiful, some are ugly, some are visible, and some are invisible."

"Birds should belong to the sky, not to cages."

Mo Ya's pupils shrank. This child is free after all. He sighed in his heart and said calmly: "There is no bird in the world that can fly forever and never need to land."

"At such a height, even the General's Mansion is insignificant." Bai Feng looked down at the capital, and the people coming and going were as fragile as ants struggling to survive. There were countless carved buildings and painted buildings scattered all over the place. But it is also small.

Mo Crow looked at the General's Mansion, repeating the plan in his mind, but did not reveal anything: "Only when you are in it, will you feel that it is big."

Seeing that the continuation of the topic was nothing more than the usual debate, Bai Feng returned to the topic and asked, "What is today's task?"

Hearing this, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Mo Crow's mouth. He slashed at the unsuspecting young man, watching him fall forward and fall to the ground with eyes full of shock.Mo Ya hid the unbearable feeling in his heart, and warned the thin boy lying on the ground under the tree: "When your eyes are always looking at the sky, never forget that your feet are always covered with dust."

"Why?" Bai Feng asked in disbelief, with slight sadness in his voice, he never thought that this young man who had been by his side since childhood, taught him, and defended him would betray him.His heart twitched slightly, and he couldn't even tell what kind of complicated emotions the heartache was at the moment.

The black crow jumped down from the treetop, walked past the young man, turned his back to him, was slightly startled when he heard the words, endured the intense pain in his heart, and replied with a normal expression: "You forgot my name, Mr. Crow It follows death."

"So, the target of today's mission is me." The end of the question turned into determination at the end, and Bai Feng smiled wryly.

Mo Ya gritted his teeth, as if saying every word was extremely difficult, but he still had to continue to answer, and couldn't even make Bai Feng feel strange: "That's right."

"Is it Ji Wuye's order?"

"The training we have received since childhood is to only accept orders from one person."

"You want to kill me?" The young man raised his head, unable to hide the sadness in his heart, his usually proud and bright eyes now looked gloomy and resentful.

"Another training we have received is that orders must be carried out." Mo Crow lowered his head, met those beautiful but dull eyes, bent down, and continued to the boy seriously and even slightly ruthlessly: "In some places, we An invisible line that cannot be crossed. I warned you, but you are too headstrong."

Bai Feng stood up, and the sadness in his heart gradually turned into a kind of rebellion. He said coldly, "If you say this, you won't feel too guilty after killing me. Hmph, I'm willing to accept this reason."

The young man's cold voice rang in his ears, and Mo Ya suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in his heart. He was always so stubborn, always so willful, no matter how many times he reminded him, he didn't take it to heart, how could he rest assured that he could fly by himself?Those who died, those pitiful voices begging for mercy, all came to mind.Mo Ya rushed up and grabbed Bai Feng's slender neck, and couldn't help but ruthlessly said: "Idiot! Seven people have already lost their lives because of the inexplicably extra piano on the Sparrow Pavilion. Why did they die? Who would know their deaths?" Feeling guilty? You've never listened to advice, you've always been so capricious."

"The person who should be responsible for their death is the person who ordered their execution." Bai Feng recalled Mo Ya's words last night, recalling the orders he had carried out these years, stared at Mo Ya dissatisfied, and said word by word with difficulty.

Mo Crow's pupils shrank, and he pinched the young man's hand slightly. He remembered the young man's blushing face last night, and remembered that he was wandering around the bird pavilion every day. For that woman, he was really so persistent, even clearly disregarding his own life. to resist.The anger in his heart became more and more intense, and he trembled with anger, and he slapped the boy on the shoulder.

It wasn't until the boy's body flew out and slammed into the tree with a palm, that Mo Crow reacted. The remorse and annoyance in his heart made his expression hard to control, so he had to turn around. His hanging right hand was still trembling slightly. His anger had subsided, but what came to his heart was unspeakable pain and sorrow.

Bai Feng supported the ground, panting, he looked at the figure with his back turned to him, he had never seen a young man so angry, and the tangled emotions in his heart suddenly dissipated.He said clearly: "I know why you are so angry."

Mo Crow smiled wryly in his heart, and replied with a sigh: "You won't understand." He wouldn't understand what kind of mood he had in watching him wander around the Bird Pavilion all day; he wouldn't understand how he carefully guarded his willfulness; Will understand what kind of decision he made to let him be free.