Fengmou in troubled times

Under the scorching hot sun, Duan Ziyi almost mechanically waved the ice blade fan in his hand, practicing the whole set of martial arts moves over and over again. His clothes were already soaked through, but his face did not show the slightest slack.

With a flash of light and shadow, a long whip struck from behind, and the sound of piercing through the air exploded like thunder.Duan Ziyi quickly turned around to block, but was still a step too late, the folding fan in his hand flew out, and a bloodstain was already on his arm.

"With your skill, how can you protect the future master of the Qixi Palace? The deadline I set with you has expired, and you can't take my sneak attack with your own practice, and you still refuse to learn how to bind Soul formula?"

Master Ning Xilou's cold reprimand came to his ears, Duan Ziyi, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and did not speak, allowing the whip in Ning Xilou's hand to hit him again and slapped him hard on his back. "What did I tell you when I adopted you back?"

"Duan Ziyi lives only to use his life to protect the lord of the Qixi Palace in the future." Gritting his teeth and saying this sentence that has been repeated thousands of times, Duan Ziyi's eyes showed hatred, but his face showed a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat. "If master wants to train slayers for future successors, any of the children with excellent bones who were trained with me at the beginning will do. Why did you choose me to learn the damn soul-binding art in the end?" Fearless Looking up at the expressionless Ning Xilou, Duan Ziyi's purple eyes were full of rebellious ridicule, "Isn't it because I look somewhat similar to Liu Yin?"

Ning Xilou's ice-like face finally moved a little. He was so angry that he didn't hold back his strength for a moment, and the whip tail slashed across Duan Ziyi's left cheek, leaving a shocking scar on his fair skin. "You can stand out from the children who are waiting to be selected, and finally become the future deputy palace lord of the Qixi Palace. You should be grateful, not complain!"

"The deputy lord of the palace? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to say that he is the lowly slave of the future lord?" Duan Ziyi, who repeatedly angered Ning Xilou, laughed a little wildly. Take care of all the affairs of the palace; after the official succession of the palace lord, you have to obey him for the rest of your life, life and death, honor and disgrace are all on his mind. Such a deputy palace lord, master, why don't you be yourself?"

Ning Xilou, who was in a rage, looked at Duan Ziyi, who vaguely resembled Liu Yin, and felt depressed for no reason. With a movement of his finger, he injected an internal force into the Xinshu point on Duan Ziyi's back, using the unique punishment for the dead The method, the pain is like a thousand arrows in the heart, life is better than death, just teach Duan Ziyi to faint. "If you really want to die, I have no choice but to fulfill you!" Ning Xilou said as soon as he retracted the long whip, he moved his palm like a knife and was about to strike at Duan Ziyi's Baihui.

"stop!"

"Master Ning!"

Just when Ning Xilou slashed at Duan Ziyi with a ruthless palm, Feng Yinran and Gu Qinghan, who happened to be out for a stroll, came in together with a few snacks. Seeing this posture, they both rushed over, and one stopped Ning Xi In front of Lou, one helped Duan Ziyi out of the way, and in a critical moment, they broke through the limit of their martial arts.Looking at Duan Ziyi who had already wandered around the ghost gate with lingering fear, Feng Yinran stood in front of Duan Ziyi, who was pale with pain, and Gu Qinghan, who was almost crying with fright, and said to Ning Xilou in a bad tone: "Ning Senior, I don't know what Ziyi did wrong, but I ask you to kill him."

If Duan Ziyi looks a little like Liu Yin, then Feng Yinran has almost the same expression and gaze as him, half alienated and half indifferent, like ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years, so cold that it makes people daunting.Ning Xilou looked at the pair of disciples who looked like Liu Yin in front of him, the bitterness in his heart was overwhelming, and the palms he held up could not be cruel anymore. "Duan Ziyi, don't forget your identity. If you really decide not to be the deputy palace master today, I will kill you immediately to fulfill your wish."

Shocked by the murderous intent in his tone, Feng Yinran turned her head to look at Duan Ziyi who was holding on to her teeth. Although he didn't know the cause and effect of this incident, he didn't want to watch Duan Ziyi suffer. He couldn't help frowning and contradicting Ning Xilou: "What is the reasoning of Senior Ning's words? Could it be that the position of the deputy palace lord of the Qixi Palace is not willing to accept, so he wants to kill someone?"

Before Ning Xilou could speak, Duan Ziyi, who was leaning on Gu Qinghan's shoulder and reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, sneered in a low voice: "This matter has changed to someone else, not to be the deputy palace master. It's okay to retreat into the world, but if I refuse, I have to die..." The pain in the lowered eyes revealed Duan Ziyi's true emotions, "Because I was born to be a monster who caused troubles in the world..."

"Brother Ziyi, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you be an evildoer? Is it because your eyes are purple? Then brother Yinran and I saw a very beautiful aunt with purple eyes just now on the street. Could it be that she has purple eyes? Is it some kind of goblin who is causing trouble in the world?" Gu Qinghan tried his best to prop up Duan Ziyi's body with his small shoulders, and said courageously.

Feng Yinran, who had long been displeased with the paralyzed Ning Xilou, now heard that Ning Xilou regarded Ziyi as a demon because of such a ridiculous reason. His refusal to succeed as the deputy palace lord of the Qixi Palace would kill him for such a trivial matter, his face couldn't help but turn a little colder. "Senior Ning has been wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years. He hasn't seen any big storms. Do you believe in ghosts and gods and nonsense?"

In fact, the pain on my body can't compare to the heartache like bleeding. Duan Ziyi, who has long been accustomed to the eyes and attitudes of the people around her, suddenly smiled softly. In her blurred purple eyes, she couldn't tell whether it was disgust for herself or hatred for the world. , "Yin Ran, to know you and Qinghan, I, Duan Ziyi, can die without regret..."

I don't know how hard it is to be the deputy palace lord, but Ziyi would rather die than accept it.Feng Yinran sighed secretly, and didn't care about the expression on Ning Xilou's face at the moment, she lay down next to Duan Ziyi's ear and said: "Ziyi, once a person dies, everything in this life will have nothing to do with it, you are really cruel. Those who care about you, Qinghan, and I have all abandoned you? Don’t say that you are so hard-hearted, you don’t deserve to be so useless... As long as you have a breath, why don’t you compete with that ridiculous destiny?!” Holding Duan Ziyi’s shoulder tightly Forcing him to look into his own eyes, Feng Yinran stared at his purple pupils non-stop, almost using her own tricks to confuse, "Zi Yi, do you still remember what was written on the fan I gave you?" ?"

The brilliance gradually reappeared in the lax and gloomy pupils, and Duan Ziyi, who seemed to have some insight, finally swept away his depression, and replied word by word: "My fate is up to me!" Ning Xilou stood behind Feng Yinran, her clear purple eyes flashed with pride and bright light, "Since Master believes that the Soul Binding Art can trap me for the rest of my life, I want to give it a try and let Master see it." look!"

Turning his head to avoid Duan Ziyi's bewitching burning purple eyes, Ning Xilou dropped the secret book of the Soul Binding Art, ignored the three apprentices, turned and left the yard.Seeing him walking away, the remaining three people relaxed, and broke out in a cold sweat as if they had been fished out of the water. "Hurry up and help Ziyi go back to rest." Feng Yinran nodded towards Qinghan, helped Duan Ziyi together, and couldn't help telling Duan Ziyi: "Ziyi, since you promised us today, we will compete with this damn fate Now, you can no longer not cherish your own life!"

Reaching out his hand to gently wipe the welt marks on his cheeks, and imprinting the blood-stained fingertips on his bloodless lips, Duan Ziyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes could not distinguish between joy and sorrow, "Yin Ran, don't worry, I'll take care of you again." I will not despise my own life..."

……Dividing line……

There used to be a long-abandoned mansion in the eastern suburbs of the capital, which was bought by a wealthy family named Mo a few years ago.Because the hostess liked it, acacia trees were transplanted everywhere in and outside the courtyard. When it blooms in midsummer, the fragrance overflows, the courtyard is crimson, the velvet flowers are flying, and the feathers and leaves are complicated. It is really beautiful.

It is now the first ten days of July, and the albizia julibrissin flowering period in other places in the city is too early, and most of them are withered.Only the dozen or so acacia trees in the courtyard of Mo's family are still full of flowers, delicate and pleasant, and everyone who sees them is amazed.At this time, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the cold and watery moonlight is reflected on the hibiscus tent set up in the Mo Mansion Garden, which complements the bright palace lanterns at the four corners of the tent, making it look like a fairyland.But in the spacious and bright hibiscus tent, there was a large bed covered with a vermilion brocade quilt, and a woman in a goose yellow tube top and bloomers was lying on her side, with a strip tied around her slender waist. Small leaves of pure gold are connected in series and accompanied by a waist chain decorated with many smooth and round opals and gold and silver tassels, reflecting her white and delicate skin more and more like jade.

Looking in the light of the candle, I saw a strange pattern tattooed on her delicate left collarbone, like a butterfly and a phoenix wing, cumbersome and mysterious, and seemed to be the same as the exquisitely carved ruby ​​chain on her white and tender chest. From one source, complement each other.Slowly stretching out her jade hand painted with Danko, she waved to the handsome male servant standing three feet away from the bed. Her purple pupils with all kinds of charms were slightly raised, and the waves of her eyes were charming, coquettish and charming. It was Mrs. Mo's that Feng Yinran and Gu Qinghan met on the street that day.

The servant named Lian Yun who was serving at the side was indeed as elegant as Lian, elegant and charming. After receiving Madam Mo's instructions, he immediately climbed onto the big bed respectfully, took off the few clothes on his body neatly, and leaned forward. , followed her tattoo all the way to print a series of small kisses on her neck.He slowly supported Mrs. Mo's fragrant shoulders, wrapped his other hand around Mrs. Mo's snake waist, turned her body to let her lie flat on the bed, and gently tapped her proud twin peaks with his fingers.Seeing that Mrs. Mo did not object, Lian Yun gently drew circles on her smooth and flat belly, and asked obediently amidst her coquettish laughter: "What does the leader want to play today?"

Turning over and pressing Lian Yun on her body, Mrs. Mo leaned on his chest, and said irrelevantly: "Do you know why I only love silk jubilation flowers?" Before Lian Yun could open her mouth, she murmured: "I love flowers the most. There are clusters of flowers on the branches among the leaves, swaying due to the wind. The strands follow the red sun, burning all the beauty..." Looking up at the doubtful Lian Yun, Mrs. Mo just smiled and didn't expect him to listen You have to understand what you're moaning about. "Among the many male favorites in this seat, only your eyebrows and eyes are three points similar to that person, but you can't learn the slightest charm from him..." She suddenly showed a little melancholy, got up and sat up, fiddled with him The ruby ​​in front of her chest waved her hand to Lian Yun, who was terrified when she heard the words, "Forget it, just step back."

Seeing Lian Yun, who was relieved from a heavy burden, immediately bowed her head and cautiously exited the hibiscus tent, Mrs. Mo smiled slightly, stepped off the big bed, pulled a golden gauze over her body, and waved to the servants outside the tent to roll up the tent door .As if she just noticed a young man in black standing outside the tent, Mrs. Mo greeted him with a bit of joy on her face, a bit like a little girl.As soon as she moved, the tassels on the waist chain bumped into each other, confusing and seductive, really beautiful. "Yuan'er, why didn't you call someone to notify you when you came, what are you doing just waiting outside the tent? It seems that your kung fu is getting better and better, and you even kept it from your mother's ears."

Taking a deep bow, the young man's black robe was embroidered with a pattern similar to Mrs. Mo's chest tattoo, and his brows and eyes were filled with a heroic look, but it was Fang Linyuan, the young master of the Demon Sect and the seventh prince of the Cangjue Kingdom.Letting Mrs. Mo pull his hand and walk towards the room, Fang Linyuan's face wearing a silver mask showed no expression, and his voice was indifferent and alienated, "Mother, you came all the way from Cangjue to Rongshao Imperial Capital , but is there anything important to tell your son?"

The youthful Mrs. Mo glanced at her son's expression, covered her mouth with a smile, and said in a doting tone, "Could it be that I, a mother, only see you for the affairs of the church? It can't be because I miss my son because of my mother." Do you just want to see you?" She said and pulled her son to sit down beside her, looked at him with a smile and said, "I was bored in Cangjue, so I came to Rongshao this time to see you, and because I learned from your biography that Liu Yin, who has been missing for a long time, has reappeared, and I want to catch up with this old friend." There was a distant memory in her eyes, Mrs. Mo did not know what happened in the past, and there was something in her eyes. There was a slight sadness, "It's a pity that he doesn't know where he is now, no wonder Amo always said that he is a fairy who eludes people."

Hearing the name Amo, Fang Linyuan's slightly drooping eyes flashed a little dark, but he finally said calmly: "My son didn't think carefully, he failed to pay attention to Liuyin's whereabouts, he couldn't share his mother's worries, and I hope mother will forgive me."

Mrs. Mo saw his behavior and demeanor, and couldn't help sighing secretly, but there was still a smile on her bright and charming face. "You child has always been so polite to me as a mother. It's also my fault that I shouldn't have kept you in the palace and beside your cruel father. It has made us mother and child a lot stranger. Since being After Cangjue's royal family was removed, I, Fang Rou, never cared about my former princess status, so the rise and fall of Cangjue Kingdom has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my Holy Cult. But sooner or later, the Holy Cult You, Yuan'er, will take over. No matter whether you help Cangjue or not, as a mother, I will never interfere, let alone blame you. I just want my son to be happy, otherwise I won't let you go Go make a fuss."

She reached out and touched Fang Linyuan's silver mask to hide her face. Fang Rou knew that she was not a qualified mother, but like any mother in the world, she wished to give everything in the world to her children. Just want him to smile happily. "I heard that you are quite interested in that child of Feng's family. My mother met him on the street today, and I think my son has a good eye."

Fang Linyuan was startled when he heard the words, "Mother was joking..." He was about to defend himself but was interrupted by Fang Rou indifferently: "Yuan Er, if you like him, remember to treat each other with sincerity. Don't behave like your mother It's a pity to lose it, but now I can only rely on the remaining memories for the rest of my life." Since she was a child, she has been a person who is sincere and free-spirited, and she is used to doing whatever she wants. She will not transform from a princess of a country to the leader of the Demon Cult who is now talked about by people in the martial arts world, and she doesn't feel embarrassed when talking about this to her son at this moment. "Emotions are not a game of chess, and what you care about is not winning or losing. You just follow your own will. With your temperament, you won't be as deviant as you were when you were a mother. If you are too cautious, you will be bound and be careful."

Fang Rou talked about her old past at this moment, not only did not take it seriously, but she was a bit smug. She raised her hand and squeezed Fang Linyuan's chin that was exposed outside the mask, and took off his mask when he was stunned. Pressed a kiss on his forehead. "The child from Feng's family is very suitable for my mother, so bring it to me some other day, don't forget."