Fengyunyi

To express to Jiangjing.

"don't want--"

Qin Feng's roar pierced through the wind and frost of Peeping Yunfeng, and instantly knocked down the silver needle with a palm wind.

Even after hearing Qin Feng's voice, Jiang Jingshu still didn't turn around, he just raised a calm and gentle smile, and slowly let go of his palm, the glowing jade pendant fell down the cliff like a stone...

"Farewell...Zixu..."

Su Umbrella fluttered in the cold wind, fell to the snow, splashed snow and scattered, thin body fell from the edge of the cliff with the wind, hair on the temples was soaked with tears, like a kite with a broken thread, it went away with the wind, and could no longer be grasped A trace of breath.

"Father... I'm sorry..."

Qin Feng's eyes were red, and he rushed to the edge of the cliff like a madman. He exhausted all his strength but failed to grab Jiang Jingshu's clothes. He clenched his fist and hammered hard into the icy snow. In the wind and frost, he roared hysterically and crazily, piercing his heart, and crying desperately.

——"Promise me that you will never leave me."

--"of course not."

"Pour ink!!!"

"Ahhhhhh!!! Jiang Qingmo!!!"

"Ahhh-"

No matter how he yelled hoarsely, the steep cliff was empty, and his ink never came back, as if it had never appeared before.

——"Qing Mo, no matter what happens in the future, I will never fail you."

—— "Even if I deceive you, use you?"

—— "As long as you are always by my side, nothing else matters."

Qin Feng finally watched Jiang Jingshu disappear in front of his eyes, disappeared in his life, like a broken bubble, and the nightmare came true, which was a thousand times more painful.

"Jiang Qingmo!! You said you would never leave me!! You are lying to me again!!"

Qin Feng knelt in the snow and wept hoarsely. Now he is like an iron wall that has been captured and defeated. Everything is collapsing into a ruin with only undead wandering. .

At this moment, he hated so much why he didn't hold Jiang Jingshu in his arms that night, and hated himself so much for not letting Jiang Jingshu see the last side.

And Qin Zhi became even more angry when he saw Qin Feng like that, angrily grabbed Qin Feng's skirt and pulled him up, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Qin Feng!! Please wake me up!! Don't be so useless!!"

After being yelled at, Qin Feng suddenly stopped crying, his scarlet and frenzied eyes were full of hatred, like poisonous juice splashing, he looked at Qin Zhi strangely and laughed sinisterly: "Hahahahaha... Qin Zhi! !!"

"Bastard!" Qin Zhi slapped Qin Feng's face with his backhand.

Qin Feng stumbled and fell into the snow, looking at the cliff in a daze, he raised his head and laughed like crazy: "Hahahahaha..."

The miserable laughter echoed on the cliff, bitter and desperate, suddenly Qin Feng rushed towards the cliff, realizing that Qin Feng was going to jump off the cliff, Qin Zhi's face turned pale, and he grabbed Qin Feng first.

"Qin Feng!!! Do you know what you're doing!!" Qin Zhi yelled in disbelief, his veins bulging.

"It was you who killed Qingmo!!! It was you who killed Qingmo!!!" Qin Feng roared hysterically at the top of his voice, and raised his hand to strike Qin Zhi with a murderous palm.

"Unfilial son!!" Qin Zhi shouted angrily, counterattacked vigorously and slapped Qin Feng's neck directly.

With a sound of "dong", Qin Feng fell down in the snow, his face wet with tears pressed against the snow, but he didn't feel cold at all, and the feeling of dizziness covered the meridians all over his body.

He tried his best to look at the cliff with his eyes open, and let the icy cold tears fall down his face, as if he saw his Qing Mo walking towards him, and the white snow fell between him and Qing Mo's hair, dyeing the hair as white as ink.

No, it can be regarded as a white-collar relationship.

"Silly Qingmo, I need an umbrella when it snows..."

Peeping at Yunya's poem goes: Live a thousand times and turn back to the road of the soul, wishing to forget the rain of reincarnation.The soul passes through the ninety-nine days of Chongyang, holding a plain umbrella for Qing Qianqian.

into the night.

【Qin Zhuang】

Qin Feng lay on the bed with dull eyes, like a body without soul, his martial arts were sealed by Qin Zhi, so he could only stay in the room obediently and be manipulated by others.

"Master, it's late, just close your eyes and go to sleep." Gong Ling covered Qin Feng with the quilt distressedly.

Qin Feng seemed to be unable to hear Gong Ling's voice at all, and his eyes were empty, as if he was stupid.

"Hey..." Gong Ling sighed, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the door opened, and it was Mama Lin who came in.

"Mother Lin." Gong Ling greeted her with a salute.

"Gong Ling, go and rest, I'll accompany the young master." Lin Ma looked at Qin Feng on the bed with distress, "After all, I am his nanny, so I will persuade him."

"Okay, Mama Lin has worked hard." Gong Ling was not suspicious, nodded and went out.

The smile on Mama Lin's lips disappeared. She vigilantly made sure that Gong Ling had left completely, then locked the doors and windows of the room, and then hurried to Qin Feng's bedside.

"Master..." Mama Lin called out in a low voice, took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Qin Feng, "This is a letter left for you by Mr. before he left."

Like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, Qin Feng snatched the letter from Mama Lin's hand like crazy, opened the letter with trembling hands, a bundle of red rope knotted hair slipped out of the envelope, and Qin Feng My whole body stiffened.

Jiang Jingshu's hair color is darker than Qin Feng's, so he can clearly see that the bundle of knotted hair has melted into the hair of the two of them. Qin Feng trembled all over, and quickly held the knotted hair in his hand, like crazy Open that note.

The familiar handwriting is so powerless and desperate, "First, I wish you Chang'an, second, I wish you no tears, and third, I wish you to grow up and stay together. I will never write."

After reading it, Qin Feng's face was terribly pale, and he laughed lowly in grief. In the empty room, only the hysterical wry smile was heard, sour and helpless, and a few lines of ink stained with painful tears.

"How can you make me Chang'an...how to be without tears hahahahaha..."

"Master, you can't give up on yourself." Lin Ma frowned and said bitterly.

"Yes... I can't accompany Qingmo..." Qin Feng gradually stopped laughing, clenched the knotted hair in his hands, curled the corners of his mouth coldly and bloodthirstyly, with hatred in his eyes, he looked at Mama Lin He asked, "Have you ever been to Jiangyuan? Is Old Master Jiang okay?"

"Old Master Jiang and Mrs. Lin are naturally not good." Lin Ma said helplessly, "Master Jiang is old, and the pain they suffer from a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is no less than that of the young master."

"You..." Qin Feng's eyes were cold, and he noticed something strange, "You are not Mama Lin."

"The young master doesn't need to know who the old woman is for the time being." Lin Ma nodded and said bluntly, "The young master only needs to know, and he can completely trust the old woman."

"Okay, I'm going to Jiangyuan." Qin Feng wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves, and said coldly, "Do you know martial arts? Unblock me."

"Okay." Lin Ma looked serious, and unlocked the acupoints for Qin Feng.

Qin Feng tidied up immediately, then turned to look at Mama Lin: "I have wronged you."

"Understood." Mama Lin nodded, and fell to the ground when her eyes darkened.

There was no trace of emotion in Qin Feng's eyes, and no movement could be seen on his ice sculpture-like face. He moved quickly and went out through the window.

The cold wind penetrated into the room, whistling and fluttering the curtains, and the snow fell heavily outside the house, and the chill engulfed this miserable world like a wolf like a tiger.

【Jiangyuan】

White snow covered this dead house. I once recalled the past. When I was a child, I read loudly and chatted happily. When I was young, I talked about books and tea, danced with swords and played piano. In the past, the love between bamboo and horse deepened. ring.

The incense in the mourning hall kept burning, and Jiang Litong stood silently in the mourning hall with his hunched old body, his vicissitudes of face were full of painful hatred, he held the crutch tightly as if the nanmu crutch was his enemy.

And Qin Feng stood tremblingly outside the mourning hall, which was as cold as snow. He looked at the fluttering white silk in fear, but finally couldn't bear the terrible fact, he took a few steps back and turned to escape.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and take a look at Qingmo?"

Jiang Litong's hoarse and bleak voice made Qin Feng stop.

"No..." Qin Feng uttered a word hoarsely with trembling lips, his face was blue, his eyes were slack, and he staggered away from this terrible mourning hall.

With a single step, he stumbled out of the courtyard and fell to the ground in a sea of ​​fragrant snow, flowing like blood.

Jiang Litong followed Qin Feng on crutches, held Qin Feng's hand tremblingly, and sighed, "Zixu, it's cold outside."

Qin Feng looked up at Jiang Litong's obviously much older face, and immediately turned his gaze to the other side, but his eyes were full of fluttering white silk, reminding him of the cruel fact that Qingmo had left.

"How did Qin Zhi tell you?" Qin Feng said unnaturally.

Jiang Li swayed with that old body, he was powerless but seemed to be mocking: "Slipped and fell off the cliff."

"Stumbled and fell off the cliff...heh..." Qin Feng laughed softly, his eyes turned red.

"It's not your fault, it's Qin Zhi." Jiang Litong said fiercely, the hidden grief poured out, his old eyes gradually became moist, he pulled Qin Feng to Liuyue Xiaozhu and said, "Come with me, you You should know what happened."

Qin Feng nodded dully and followed Jiang Litong.

Entering Liuyue Xiaozhu, Qin Feng was finally freed from the sight of white silk. He looked at Jiang Litong and twitched his lips, but he was still in a daze.

"What Qingmo couldn't finish, you have to help him finish it." Jiang Litong said without emotion, and opened the secret passageway.

Qin Feng looked at the secret door leading to the secret room, he knew who he could see when he went in, the mother he just met not long ago, thinking of that night, he couldn't stop feeling sad.

Jiang Litong grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder and pressed it hard, feeling helpless after vicissitudes of life: "Slaying an enemy with one hand is an explanation to Qingmo and the Lin family."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Feng would never be able to imagine the scene in front of him—Luo Yi, Yun Cong, and Yu Bin were sitting at the stone table secretly discussing countermeasures, and the atmosphere was dull and sad.

"Old Master." When Luo Yiyun saw Jiang Litong, he stood up and saluted, and stepped forward to help the old man to the table and sit down.

Yun Cong stepped forward and patted Qin Feng's shoulder, sighed but said nothing to comfort him.

"Brother Ayi, Yuncong..." Qin Feng laughed at himself and said, "So, I was the only one who was kept secret from the beginning to the end?"

Luo Yi explained in a deep voice: "Brother Jiang was worried that you would be angry if you knew the truth, and planned to tell you the truth after everything was arranged."

"We were also very surprised when you came suddenly that night." Jiang Litong said helplessly, "Although it's inappropriate, I can only tell you the truth."

"Then I sent Qingmo to a dead end, are you satisfied?" The bitterness and sarcasm in Qin Feng's eyes was chilling.

"Zixu, listen to me." Jiang Litong frowned, pushed Qin Feng onto the chair and sat down.

"Finally, I'll listen." Qin Feng seemed numb.

Jiang Litong let out a long sigh, and began to tell the sad and sad old story: "Your mother escaped from that catastrophe with you in her arms, and was rescued by Luo Xiao and returned to the Luo family, and she survived."

"Knowing that Qin Zhi's wife, Rong Rui, was conceived in Shilan Temple, your mother, who was about to give birth, planned a revenge plan with Luo Xiao in exchange for 20 years of dormancy." Jiang Litong continued.

"That is to change me to Qin Zhi as his son, keep me safe for 20 years, and kill my enemies in the end." Qin Feng said expressionlessly.

"The only son I have raised for 20 years is the son of the soul who died under my sword, and it is the sin of Qin Zhi in this life." Yu Bin took a sip of tea and said coldly.

"Qingmo was weak and sick since he was a child. When he was three years old, he was sent to Xuanji Villa by Lin Tingzhi. He worshiped Xuanjizi as his teacher. After a few years of rest, he survived." Jiang Litong said pitifully, "But he was destined to bear this blood feud since he was a child." , I took him to Jiangyuan when I was five years old, and I have been with you since then, teaching you how to behave in the world, I am really worried about letting a scum like Qin Zhi teach you."

"Until you all grow up and have been dormant for 20 years, it's time for revenge." Jiang Litong sighed, and he glanced at Yuncong and continued, "Let Yuncong contact Qingmo, and the Luo family will be with us one by one. After making the Qin and Yue families suspect each other and break up, on the one hand, the Luo family will be friendly with the Qin family, and on the other hand, they will cooperate with us internally and externally."

Yun Cong nodded and took the words: "Now that the Yue family intends to blame Qin Zhi for everything that happened to the Lin family back then, we plan to let them fight with each other, and we will benefit from it."

"Zixu, you must never tell Gong Ling about all this, do you understand?" Jiang Litong said seriously.

"I know, he belongs to Qin Zhi." Qin Feng smiled indifferently.

"He's not from Qin Zhi, but from Yue Yiqi."

Accompanying him since he was a child, he turned out to be a spy.

"I see."

Qin Feng responded lightly, and he couldn't see any expression. He was sure that if the past 20 years hadn't been too comfortable, how could the past few days be so hopeless?

It was as if all the suffering that should have been in the past 20 years was poured on him at the same moment, without mercy.

Luo Yi coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Gong Ling has a special status. If you can make good use of it, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Xiaofeng, do you understand?"

Qin Feng's eyes calmly swept over Jiang Litong, Luo Yi and Yun Cong one by one: "Finally, what do you want me to do."

Jiang Litong nodded, and he told Qin Feng every step of the next countermeasure in detail. Finally, he was decisive, and the hatred in his eyes poured out: "On the fifth day of next month, take action."

"It's a pity that Qingmo has been planning for so many years, but he has not been able to see Qin Zhi and Yue Yiqi's death without a burial place." Qin Feng smiled wearily, his eyes were full of pain and sorrow.

"Fengfeng, Brother Jiang only hopes that you are safe." Yun Cong comforted gently.

"I'm fine... I haven't avenged my revenge, I won't let myself collapse." Qin Feng said lightly, and he looked around unnaturally, "What about her..."

"Who?" Yun Cong asked suspiciously.

Only Jiang Litong came back to his senses, and he sighed softly: "Mrs. Lin was overly sad because of Qing Mo's death, and fell asleep after drinking the medicine."

Qin Feng was stunned for a while, his eyes avoided, and he said intentionally or unintentionally: "Can I... can I go and see her?"

"Madam Lin has already fallen asleep, so don't bother me, Fengfeng, you'd better come back another day." Yun Cong said in embarrassment.

"Oh." Qin Feng didn't seem to care, "Then I'll go back."

"Zixu." Jiang Litong stopped Qin Feng.

"Ok?"

"Can you really kill Qin Zhi?" Jiang Litong's gaze was like a sword.

"Yes." Qin Feng simply said a word and left the secret room.

"Yun Cong." Jiang Litong shook his head.

Yun Cong understood, and said helplessly: "Master, don't worry, if Feng Feng can't be cruel at that time, I know what to do."

"it is good."

"There are still these letters." Jiang Litong took out a few letters from one place and handed them to Yuncong, "Take them back to Patriarch Luo."

Yun Cong nodded and took it, casually glanced at it and couldn't help but marvel: "Is this Yue Yiqi's handwriting?"

"Mr. Yun can't see that Mr. Jiang is really powerful." Yu Bin praised.

"Ok?"

"Master Jiang imitated Yue Yiqi's handwriting." Yu Bin said meaningfully.

"I see."

【Qin Zhuang】

Qin Feng drank at the winery until it closed, and walked all the way back to Qinzhuang drunkenly against the wind and frost. The streets and alleys were empty and cold in the dark night, and he was the only one holding the wine jar and walking on the road alone. Su, still expressionless, his former smile has been submerged by the miserable wind and frost.

"Where did you go?" Qin Zhi stood at the gate of Qin Zhuang, looking seriously at the drunken son in front of him.

Qin Feng didn't seem to be able to hear Qin Zhi's words, he looked up at the word "Qin Zhuang", and suddenly sneered, that smile was cold and piercing, ridiculing and sarcastic.

In the quiet night, the cold wind howled the cloaks of the "father and son", making a sound of hunting.

"I'm asking you something, Qin Feng!" Qin Zhi raised his voice angrily.

"Go to Jiangyuan." Qin Feng replied and raised his head to take a few sips, reeking of alcohol, walked in the door without looking at Qin Zhi.

"Nizi!" Qin Zhi roared angrily, grabbing Qin Feng's skirt and dragging him to the front, his scarlet eyes revealing traces of exhaustion and sadness.

"Bang" the wine jar smashed to the ground.

The four eyes met, one of them was furious, but the other half smiled.

"Why...won't you let me put incense on him?" Qin Feng looked at Qin Zhi indifferently, and shrugged indifferently, "I'm doing this for you, father."

"Bastard!" Qin Zhi roared, he was a little afraid of Qin Feng's cold eyes, he threw the drunk Qin Feng aside and turned his back unnaturally.

The tall and straight back of the middle-aged man has become so vicissitudes.

Qin Feng didn't care, he got up from the snow precariously, patted the hem of his clothes, and said drunkenly: "That's right... It's useless to accumulate virtue."

"What do you mean!" Qin Zhi turned around angrily, pointed at Qin Feng's nose and reprimanded him, "You think I'm going to kill Jiang Jingshu because I'm full? If it's not because of you..."

"Hahahaha... I know, Qing Mo died because of me hahaha..." Qin Feng laughed brilliantly, hiccupping and said, "He died because of me! You don't need to remind me... "

After saying that, he turned around and walked away. Qin Feng's hysterical laughter could still be heard in the wind and snow, and it was even harsher in the snowy night: "Hahahaha... died because of me hahahaha..."

Qin Zhi stood on the spot and looked angrily at Qin Feng who had completely changed his temperament, his fists were clenched "creaking", but his eyes gradually became vicissitudes and sadness.

Qin Feng stumbled all the way back to the room, and felt a strange atmosphere as soon as he entered the courtyard. He woke up and quickly walked to the window, took away his breath, and quietly looked into the room through the window.

I saw Gong Ling rummaging through the room with his hands and feet, and Qin Feng's eyes were complicated and hurt. Although he had no feelings for Gong Ling that crossed the line, he regarded the other party as his close friend, but now he has been with him for more than ten years. Accompanying is a game.

Qin Feng naturally knew what Gong Ling was looking for, he took out the jade pendant that could open the seal of Yaowangchi from his sleeve, held it in his hand, and then slammed into the door with a drunken face.

The sound of "bang" made Gong Ling tremble all over, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Feng falling to the ground as if drunk and muddy, with a piece of jade pendant falling beside him.

"Master!" Gong Ling hurriedly helped Qin Feng up, and took the jade pendant away.

"Little Bell... come and have a drink with me..." Qin Feng laughed drunkenly, bitter and helpless.

"Master, let's rest and stop drinking." Gong Ling frowned and helped Qin Feng onto the bed with great effort.

Qin Feng lay limp on the bed, looked at Gong Ling with drunken eyes and smiled, "Little Bell... if one day... this young master is gone..."

"Young master, don't talk nonsense." Gong Ling covered Qin Feng's mouth and said anxiously.

"They're all lying to me..." Qin Feng said something casually with a half-smile and then closed his eyes.

Gong Ling hesitated to speak, and stared blankly at Qin Feng.

In the dead of night, the last ray of light from the candlelight in the room was extinguished, and the darkness shrouded in darkness for a moment, only Qin Feng's steady breathing and Gong Ling's soft voice: "I'm sorry..."

【Luo Mansion Linxuan】

The air in the hall seemed stagnant, so serious that those who walked in couldn't help but hold their breath.When the joss sticks were on, the smoke curled up in a haze, engulfing the two men sitting in front of the window who were playing chess.

"At this point, the chess game is coming to an end." Yun Cong gently stepped down a black chess piece, his expression was full of exhaustion, and he did not look relaxed at all.

Luo Xiao on the opposite side also looked stern, and pressed down the white chess with his fingers: "It's been smooth so far, and there is no big difference in Xiaofeng's side." After a pause, he frowned: "But I always feel something is wrong."

"You said you were afraid that Fengfeng would make a mistake?" Yun Cong raised his eyes sensitively, staring closely at his eyes.

"It's not Xiaofeng, I mean dad," Luo Yi couldn't help laughing softly seeing him so vigilant: "Maybe it's because of too much pressure, dad has a bad temper these days, he got angry with me for no reason last night, next night I will not be allowed to go out of the city for business."

"Wh...why wouldn't the Patriarch not let you go?" Yun Cong was stunned.Since Luo Yi became an adult, he would go out of the city every year on behalf of Luo Xiao to contact merchants in order to consolidate the prestige and business of the Luo family. This task is extremely important to the Luo family, and it should be placed on the shoulders of the eldest son. "What's wrong with you?"

"It's not a mistake, it's just that the agreement with the Western Regions hasn't been properly handled, and Dad lost his temper." Luo Yi smiled slightly, and he, who has always been calm, didn't care about such small things at all: "It's just right, this time let He took Ashin out to train that kid."

Yun Cong was startled, his thoughts became vague, stirring in the intricate memories, worries and doubts floated on his brows.

"What are you thinking?" Luo Yi woke up and said, "You are going to lose."

"...It's nothing." Yun Cong came to his senses, but the worry on his expression still remained.

Luo Yi sighed, put down the chess game, and pulled Yun Cong into his arms.

"Since you don't want to play chess, let's do something else."

"Ayi, you... um... hello!"

Red candles warm the tent, and the desire for love is sluggish.

Two days later.

【Yuemen】

"Master Yue invited Yu Mou to the mansion, why?"

Holding the gourd, Yu Bin raised his head to take a sip of fine wine, and let out a high-pitched sound as he walked into the courtyard.

"Amitabha, Master of Yuemen, I haven't seen you for a long time." Wu'an, the headmaster of Puhua Temple, walked over holding his cassock.

"Sect Leader Yu, Master Wu'an, if it wasn't for the urgency, I wouldn't be in such a hurry." Yue Yiqi shook his head and went forward, waving his hands to push back the servants around him.

"Huh? Big deal?" Yu Bin wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and looked at Yue Yiqi suspiciously.

"Master Yu, Master Wu'an, this way please." Yue Yiqi lowered his voice, as if it was something mysterious.

Yu Bin and Wu An didn't know why, so they followed Yue Yiqi.

It was a small courtyard in the deepest part of Yuemen, so plain and inconspicuous, but people with deep inner strength could feel that the surrounding area was covered with eyeliner of dark guards, protecting it airtight.

"What kind of medicine does the owner sell in this gourd?" Yu Bin glanced at Yue Yiqi leisurely.

"Master Yu, you will know when you come in." Yue Yiqi led Yu Bin and Wu'an into the room mysteriously.

I saw a woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and two or three maids were waiting for her to dress up.

"Mrs. Lin." Yue Yiqi clasped his fists in a dignified salute.

"Madam Lin?" Yu Bin frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the woman.

"Huh? Mrs. Lin?!" Wu Chen was also surprised.

The woman turned around slowly, looking graceful and generous, half of her face was unparalleled, and the other half was covered by a silver mask, but it was a different kind of charm.

"Mrs. Lin?!" Yu Bin and Wu An widened their eyes at the same time, in astonishment.

"Master Yu, Master Wu'an." Long Guyue bowed, with a vicissitudes of voice, "I never thought I would see you again."

"This..." Yu Bin looked at Long Guyue and then at Yue Yiqi, his face was full of puzzlement, but also cautious.

"I also ask Master Yue to clarify this matter." Wu Chen said seriously.

"It's a coincidence." Yue Yiqi sighed, "A few days ago, I happened to see Mrs. Lin who survived the catastrophe in a village. Maybe it was God's mercy, and I couldn't bear the Lin family being killed."

"I was lucky enough to survive the incident back then and was rescued by the farmers in the fishing village." Long Guyue said sadly, "I thought I could just endure the humiliation and steal my life like this, but I didn't expect that I would be able to serve the Lin family one day when I met the head of the Yue family." Justice."

"Yu Mou and the host are also thoroughly investigating the matter of the Lin family's extermination that year. I hope Madam Lin will explain the whole story. Yu Mou will definitely give the Lin family justice." Yu Bin said righteously.

"It's Qin Zhi!" Long Guyue roared sadly, as if the scene of the extermination of the family was right in front of him, "He coveted the Lin family's sword manual. That night, taking advantage of her husband's unpreparedness, he besieged the Lin family late at night and seized the sword manual."

"Is there any evidence?" Wu Chen asked eagerly.

"That day, Qin Zhi's assassins all walked with their faces masked, but when Yu Husband was fighting, he left this behind." Long Guyue said sadly, and took out a jade pendant from his sleeve.

Wu Chen took it and carefully identified it, he said: "I have seen Young Master Qin's jade pendant before, and the jade material and carving patterns of this jade pendant are very similar."

"It's exactly the same!" Yu Bin frowned, and his tone became cold.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you confront Master Qin face to face." Yue Yiqi said.

"That's right, let Madam Lin confront Master Qin face to face." Yu Bin said solemnly, "Madam Lin don't have to worry, since Mou and Master Wu'an will take the lead, you will definitely let you tell the truth about the past in front of your fellow martial artists, and return Lin The family is fair."

Long Guyue was so excited that she choked up and said, "Thank you, Master Yu...Thank you, Master Wu'an..."

"In that case, Master Yue, can you protect Madam Lin during this time?" Yu Bin said meaningfully.

"Definitely!" Yue Yiqi seemed righteous.

"Amitabha, if that's the case, let's go to the fifth day, the fifth day, at Duan Hun Peak." Wu Chen nodded and said.

"Okay." Yu Bin agreed.

"En." Yue Yiqi also nodded, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

into the night.

【Qin Zhuang】

The secret door of the stone cave opened, and a man walked out calmly in the dark night, followed by a woman wearing a veil. The two looked at the tall and straight Master Qin, and saluted respectfully: "Master Qin."

"Young Master Yun, you don't need to be too polite." Qin Zhi laughed a few times and helped Yun Congxu up.

"I've met Master Qin." The middle-aged woman who was wearing a veil pulled back the veil and knelt down, just like the "Long Guyue" that Yue Yiqi regarded as his trump card.

"What's the matter?" Qin Zhi asked.

"A jade pendant." The woman took off the jade pendant and handed it to Qin Zhi.

Qin Feng took a look at it, his lips turned white a little, he sneered: "Yue Yi Qi Xing, the key to the seal of Yaowangchi can also be obtained, dare to attack Feng'er."

"Did you see who gave this jade pendant to Yue Yiqi?" Yun Cong asked.

The woman kowtowed and said tremblingly, "It seems to be a boy in his early twenties..."

"Young man?" Qin Zhi's face darkened, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, what should we do next?" Yun Cong changed the subject.

"Tomorrow I'll give her a fake jade pendant, and on the fifth day of the lunar new year, we'll see how he, Yue Yiqi, frame me." Qin Zhi sneered, full of confidence.

"Junior understands." Yun Cong nodded.

"Send her back, don't make any mistakes." Qin Zhi said.

"Farewell, junior." After saluting with his hands clasped, Yun Cong led the woman away through the secret passage.

Qin Zhi stood motionless on the spot and thought deeply. He rubbed the jade pendant in his hand, his face was terribly gloomy: "A boy in his early twenties..."

【Luo Mansion】

Yun Cong hurried to Luo Xiao's room, stopped in front of the door for a moment, and then knocked lightly on the door.

"Homeowner."

"come in."

Half puzzled and half anxious, he pushed open the door, only to see Luo Xiao was facing him with his back facing him, and what was facing him was actually the spirit card of Luo Yi's biological mother. That generous and burly back gave off an invisible sense of oppression.

Today Luo Xiao suddenly asked him to come to this room, Yun Cong was very strange.Although he has stayed in Luo's residence for more than ten years, only the Luo family's own blood can enter the room where the hostess' spirit card is located.

"Patriarch, why are you looking for me? Why are you here..."

"Yun Cong, you entered my Luo family when you were six years old, how do you think the Luo family treats you all these years?"

"The patriarch's kindness to Yuncong in raising him, Yuncong will never forget it." Yuncong immediately knelt down and bowed, and replied frankly and sincerely, at the same time, he had a vague premonition in his heart: "If the patriarch wants Yuncong to do something for the Luo family , Yun Cong will not hesitate."

It is undeniable that if Luo Xiao hadn't adopted him for more than ten years.Maybe he is still a poor orphan, maybe he died because of his frailty and sickness.He still remembered that after entering Luo's mansion, he practiced martial arts every day, and shed countless blood and tears before breaking away from a weak body, and finally reached the strength to stand shoulder to shoulder with Luo Yi.

This is all thanks to Luo Xiao.

"Well, today I want to tell you something about my wife back then."

"... Madam?"

"Of course," Luo Xiao's eyes flashed with worry, "She died in childbirth."

"My condolences to Patriarch." Yun Cong felt his left eye twitch slightly.

Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly approached Yuncong, with a strange expression on his face: "Everyone in the whole house knows about this, but what they don't know is that there was one dead body and two lives back then."

Yun Cong was shaken all over, and slowly raised his eyes for a long time, his star pupils were full of shock: "Patriarch... what do you mean?"

"Didn't you understand?" Luo Xiao showed a seemingly kind smile, and then sighed: "The eldest son of the Luo family has long since returned to the West with my wife. The son of Rongrui who died of dystocia in Lansi."

"You mean that Ah Yi is Qin Zhi's real son!" Yun Cong stood up abruptly, Liu Mei frowned in great surprise, almost trembling.

"That's right, you also know that Qin Feng was changed to Qin Zhuang back then, and the real young master of the Qin family who was replaced was Luo Yi." Luo Xiao nodded, with resentment in his eyes: "At the beginning, Qin Zhi and Yue Yiqi defied the sky. This trip wiped out all the Lin family, and I have a deep friendship with Lao Lin, so you should understand how heartbroken I am!"

Yun Cong was stunned, and suddenly realized in his mind: "That's not right, Patriarch! Ah Yi is obviously three years older than that child..."

"It's only three years old, who can tell?" Luo Xiao sneered: "Back then, my wife and the child died. I was in so much pain that I didn't even have the face to tell the matter, so I only said that the child was still there. Then raise the mansion deeply. If you ask the old servants in the mansion, you should know that A Yi didn't have full moon wine back then."

Yun Cong's face was dull, and the recent fragmentary past filled his heart like wind and smoke. He thought of Luo Xiao's attitude towards Luo Yi and Luo Xin, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

"I didn't let Ah Yi go this time, but I wanted him to go to Duan Hun Peak with you."

"... Patriarch," Yun Cong tugged at the corners of his mouth, his eyes in disbelief: "You want him to kill Qin Zhi himself."

"That's right, being killed by Qin Feng, whom I have raised for 20 years, and my own son who has been separated for 20 years, that is his end." Luo Xiao squinted his eyes: "And among them, Yun Cong, your help is indispensable." few."

Yun Cong's heart suddenly became chaotic. Fortunately, he has amazing self-control, even at a young age, he already knows how to disguise well.He pursed his lips tightly, clenched his fists hidden in his long sleeves, and said calmly: "The Patriarch wants me to guide him to kill Qin Zhi with my own hands."

"You are ice-snow smart, I believe this is not a problem." Luo Xiao showed approval.

"Then, what do you plan to do next, Patriarch?"

"After this matter is over, I will find time to tell Ah Yi the truth." Luo Xiao read this with distant eyes: "Then quietly kill him, which can be regarded as an explanation for the Lin family."

"Patriarch...are you really willing?" Yun Cong tried not to show his emotions too obviously, and his voice was restrained not to tremble: "Although he is not a real flesh and blood, after all, he has been your son in the Luo Mansion for 20 years, and he has done a lot of things. There are so many things, and it’s also good for Ashin..."

"Are you not going to do it?" Luo Xiao's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Yun Cong's heart trembled, and he realized that Luo Xiao wanted to find someone else, so he immediately denied it: "Patriarch, don't get me wrong, what I mean is that in the eyes of outsiders, he is the eldest son of the Luo family who is well-known, how will you explain to the outside world after that... ..."

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own plan." Luo Xiao said in a deep voice; "Tomorrow I will go to Broken Soul Peak first, and you and Luo Yi will leave later."

"...Yes." Yun Cong replied, got up and left.

He was expressionless, but his hands were shaking when he closed the door, and his face was as pale as paper when he turned around.

【Linxuan】

Luo Yi was sitting in the pavilion practicing calligraphy, just when the ink was gone, he couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.Just when he was about to take the inkstone, he suddenly saw a thin figure coming from outside the curtain. He had a handsome face, graceful eyebrows, and starry eyes. It wasn't Yun Cong.

"Are you back? Help me sharpen the ink." Luo Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Yun Cong's expression was a little dazed, and he seemed to come back to his senses after seeing him laughing, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Are you practicing calligraphy again?" Then he walked to the table and realized that he wanted to grind ink for Luo Yi when he saw the inkstone was dry. .

"Why, what did Dad tell you?" Luo Yi glanced at him and asked seriously.

"Tell me about tomorrow's break