[Sword Three] Mountain Ghost Ballad

"He remembers everyone, but he forgets you alone."

After Feng Yi said these words, Rao Shimiao had made enough mental preparations, but he still couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were sharp like a sword, which made people intimidated, as if they could pierce people's hearts, but under the gaze of Feng Yi, he remained calm, and his expression did not change at all.

Miao raised her eyes and glanced outside the hall. The Spike soldiers outside the door were still standing there unmoved. She gently knelt down behind the table and sat down. This kind of illusion can captivate the mind and make people forget everything about the past, but as far as I know, this kind of magic can only erase the memory in people's brains, and cannot make people completely forget a person. Unless it is a long-lost document recorded in the literature The Seal of the Sleeping Curse..."

In the pre-Qin period, although the sealing spell was listed as a forbidden technique by the sages of the Yinyang family, there were no shortage of records about the method of practicing this kind of spell in the Lishan Palace at that time, and the great witch Moon God of the Yinyang family was very good at it. surgery.

But in Datang thousands of years later, even if she doesn't care about the Yin-Yang Palace anymore, she still clearly knows that the scroll recording the seal of the sleeping curse has been lost as early as the end of the Han Dynasty. There are not many people who are skilled in the art.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Why is the girl so sure that Jiang Huaixu won't seal the Sleeping Curse?"

Miao said: "Even if she will, so what. The process of applying the Sleeping Curse Seal is very complicated, and it needs to break the heart of the person and weaken the will of the person to achieve the best effect."

Outsiders always think that Mo Yu's mind is impermanent, but how many people understand that his firm will is rare in the world, and how can he be confused by one or two illusions.

Feng Yi heard what she meant, and immediately asked, "Then how about pretending to be you and approaching Mo Yu?"

He didn't wait for Miao, whose face changed slightly, to open his mouth, and continued: "Everyone in the rivers and lakes is evil, and the 'little lunatic' in the Valley of the Evil is wild and fierce. Except for his teacher Wang Yifeng, even if he is the same as the ten evils... He doesn't necessarily care about the others."

"So your appearance, no matter how low-key you are, has already entered the sight of all forces because of Mo Yu, and has become a weakness in the eyes of the world to overcome him."

Feng Yi sighed: "You are cautious and strong in martial arts, so they can't attack you directly, but if they take advantage of Mo Yu's trust in you and pretend to be you to attack him, in this case, you still have to attack him." Do you think it won't work?"

People in the world often say "the land of gentleness, the tomb of heroes". They seem to be more willing to believe in the ability of a flowery beauty than to send an assassin with high martial arts skills.

Mo Yu has always been vigilant and never gets too close to others. If he wants to attack him, what better way to let him off his guard than pretending to be his confidante?

Miao was noncommittal, but gently stroked the dark lines on her left sleeve with her right hand, thought for a moment and said, "But Jiang Huaixu has no reason to attack Mo Yu."

"She has, and that reason is you!"

Feng Yi said without the slightest hesitation: "She has always hated you for leaving Lishan Mountain because of Mo Yu. She can't deal with you, but she can start with Mo Yu. Once she finds a chance to do so, she will never do it." Let it go easily."

"Then according to what you're saying, it's really as simple as losing his memory?" Miao's voice turned cold: "Feng Yi, you didn't lie to me, but you concealed many things, so you might as well tell them all, instead of beating around the bush like this. "

Feng Yi's expression didn't change, he just smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still treat people so coldly. Could it be that you are also so impatient with that Mr. Mo on weekdays?"

Miao said without hesitation, "You're not Mo Yu, so what's the use of my patience."

"It's really discriminatory. Mo Yu's killing god is worthy of your liking?"

Feng Yi shook his head helplessly, and said: "What will the girl have to do to believe it, I really have no malice towards the girl."

"But you have nothing to do to be courteous..."

"Either rape or steal!"

As soon as Miao finished his last sentence, Feng Yi took over the next sentence. He sighed softly, opened the folding fan he took out from nowhere with a swish, and slapped it twice. He said helplessly: "That being said, But I am going to ask the girl for help with something, and the interests are intertwined, so it’s not like I came here for nothing, now the girl can always trust me, right?"

Miao was unmoved at all: "But why do I feel that your matter has probably been resolved long ago, and it is just an excuse to ask for something. We are smart people who don't talk dark words. What is the purpose of you helping me so thanklessly? ?”

Feng Yi's expression froze when he heard the words, he glanced at Miao inexplicably, and said with a speechless expression while sighing: "You usually don't care about everything, but sometimes you seem to know everything , which makes me really not sure how much you know about everything that happens around you."

How much do you know...

Miao might not even be able to give an accurate answer to this question.

If she doesn't know anything, it's just that many unspeakable things in fate are scattered in front of her eyes, which makes her unable to escape and has to face it.

But if she knows everything, she doesn't even understand her own origin, and the cause and effect that happened to her is like a fog, which makes her not know where to go next.

She can't guess the ins and outs of her own destiny, nor can she see the predestined cause and effect, just like a lone boat floating on the sea with the wind, when she is confused, she forgets where she came from and where she is going.

"Forgive me, Miss. Feng Yi did conceal something about Mr. Mo just now, but it was not intentional. It's just that all the things that happened in it were too coincidental, and I dare not judge lightly."

Feng Yi said slowly: "What you said just now is correct. Jiang Huaixu did not put the seal of the sleeping spell on Mo Yu, but I don't know exactly what it is. But one thing is for sure, she is right. When Mo Yu cast the spell, his luck was backlashed, the spell was obviously not successful, and Mo Yu himself was fine, but for some reason he forgot you."

Miao frowned and said, "But as far as I know, the Yin Yang family doesn't have this kind of technique. After being interrupted, it will make people forget a person."

Feng Yi was not surprised by her suspicion: "Sure enough, you also think this is strange? After I received the news, I felt that Mr. Mo's symptoms were really wrong. Jiang Huaixu, secondly, I can't gain Mr. Mo's trust to find out."

"Listening to you now, it seems that Mo Yu's amnesia was really not caused by Yin Yang techniques."

Miao asked, "Do you have a clue?"

Feng Yi sighed softly: "Mr. Mo's symptoms seem confusing at first glance, but when he thinks about him not forgetting anyone but you alone, and thinking about the girl's identity, he has a guess or two in his mind. .”

Miao asked puzzled, "My identity?"

Feng Yi closed his fan, nodded and said, "Yes, you are Mr. Mo's confidante, the love of my heart."

Miao didn't expect Feng Yi to say this suddenly, and she was a little stunned at the moment. After realizing it, she couldn't help staring at him for a long time, speechless.

Feng Yi is very serious, and he is not joking at all: "Mr. Mo's situation is roughly regarded as amnesia, but in detail, it is actually forgetting love. In today's world, the only people who can make people forget their loved ones, except Apart from the Heartless Pill of the Red Clothes Sect, there is only the Forgetfulness Gu of the Five Poison Sect."

Hearing the name of the Red Clothes Sect, Miao's heart shuddered, but his face remained calm: "You mean, it was the hands of the Red Clothes Sect?"

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "I thought so at first, after all, Jiang Huaixu had been in the Red Clothes Sect for several years, and refining the Unfeeling Pill was as easy as pie for her."

"But after I got a elixir from a disciple of the Red Clothes Sect, I realized that although the Unfeeling Pill was made by imitating the Wangqing Gu, it is far less effective than the Wangqing Gu. It can only confuse people for a while. , the faster the effect of the Unfeeling Pill dissipates, if Mo Yu was really poisoned by the Unfeeling Pill, then he should have thought of you by now."

Miao frowned and said puzzledly: "But if it is Wangqing Gu, I heard that only the leader of the Five Poisons, Qu Yun, and a few elders can refine it. Xiao Yu has never had any entanglements with them, so how could he be caught in Wangqing Gu?"

Feng Yi shrugged and said: "This is what I can't understand. If Mo Yu really provoked the Five Poison Sect, it should be to give him a life-killing Gu, not a forgetting love Gu that destroys people's marriage. .”

Miao heard the words and had nothing to say, and she couldn't figure out the cause and effect.

Seeing the woman in front of the table lost in thought, Feng Yi didn't make a sound to disturb her. He turned his wrist and put away the folding fan, and only looked up at her quietly.

The woman in front of me has a beautiful appearance, looking pure and flawless, her face should have been carved so meticulously that it is unforgettable at a glance, but it seems to be covered with a layer of mist all year round, the more you look closely, the more difficult it is to see clearly , so that people can't remember her appearance firmly, only feel that there seems to be such a person beside her.

When you look at her, you feel that she is so dazzling that you can hardly move your eyes away, but when you don't look at her, it is easy to ignore her existence.Outsiders may think this is miraculous, but Feng Yi clearly knows that this phenomenon is the result of the woman in front of him who has practiced yin and yang skills.

The world is divided into yin and yang, solitary yin does not grow, and only yang does not grow. When the powerful pursue the ultimate of heaven and man, they can freely transform yin and yang, shine with all things, and hide with all things, yin and yang The boundaries have also become blurred.

Therefore, the aura around them is unpredictable, often giving people a feeling of looking at flowers in a fog, making people feel deeply illusory and at the same time feel that they are everywhere.

Feng Yi felt a little emotional, feeling that this girl was only in her twenties, and her cultivation might be so deep that even many elders in Lishan could hardly match her.

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly became a little more inexplicable, and he broke the silence in the room: "Miss, you know, I have actually seen you when you were young."

"Really, where have you seen it?" Miao replied absent-mindedly.

"In the Taiyi Hall of the Yinyang Palace in Lishan."

Feng Yi didn't make a fool of himself, and went straight to the point: "Before Fu Wu committed suicide, he entrusted you to Tang Jian's care, but when you were four years old, Jiang Huaixu used tricks to take you away from Tang Jian, and confronted you in the Hall of Supreme Oneness. You cast a forbidden spell."

Miao asked, "What forbidden technique?" For some reason, she suddenly remembered the purple magic circle she saw in the Hall of Supreme One when she used the soul-changing method to spy on the deepest memory in her body.

"That's a soul-moving technique that can be performed under Yin-Yang retrograde."

Feng Yi's tone was very light: "Your mother's family from Fuwu was passed down from Ziluan, a great witch in the Yin and Shang Dynasties. According to legend, Ziluan was the youngest son of Cheng Tang, the founding monarch of the Shang Dynasty. With the imprint of the mysterious bird, he became even more powerful when he grew up, and helped Cheng Tang destroy the witches who guarded the Xia Dynasty, and provided great convenience for Shang to destroy Xia."

"After the establishment of the Shang Dynasty, Ziluan accepted the enfeoffment of the King of Shang and became a vassal, but at the same time he was also the great witch who protected the Shang Dynasty. Therefore, all his descendants who inherited the mark of the black bird must inherit his responsibility. The identity of the witch protects the royal family of Shang."

"However, no one expected that after Zi Luanxian passed away, none of his descendants inherited his supernatural powers. As a result, the power of this lineage became weaker and weaker, and gradually no longer received the attention of the Shang royal family. So at that time, some people in the clan thought that the imprint of the black bird was a medium for them to communicate with their ancestors. As long as the method is appropriate, the hidden power in the blood of the tribe can be awakened through this imprint, so they combined the Gu of the ancient Shu Kingdom On top of this, a very cruel witchcraft was created in an attempt to stimulate the potential of the tribe, and this witchcraft was the predecessor of the soul-moving technique used by Jiang Huaixu, and it was called "recalling the gods" by the Yin-Yang family '."

Miao's face was always calm, until she heard the back, her eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly.She was silent for a while, then said softly: "But I didn't realize that there was anything wrong with my body."

Feng Yi smiled lightly, and said, "Because you have nothing wrong, that is the biggest problem!"

His voice became serious: "Do you know that you were not the only one who was subjected to the soul-shifting technique by Jiang Huaixu back then, but those people who accepted the forbidden technique either died or went crazy, You are the only one who survived safely and showed excellent talent, even today, you are a great master of Yin-Yang, far surpassing many predecessors in Lishan."

Miao suddenly smiled, but without warmth: "So you think that the forbidden technique cast on me was successful?"

"Yes and no."

Feng Yi said ambiguously: "If it is said that the forbidden technique was not successful, it is really impossible to explain how a little girl who knew nothing about yin and yang skills when she was young can practice this superb yin and yang skills without being taught. I wouldn't be so foolish as to think that Jiang Huaixu taught her, although she has excellent aptitude, she is not a good master, and when it comes to understanding Yin Yang, she is probably far behind you."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with sternness, and he said slowly: "And if the forbidden technique is successful, but throughout the ages, although this soul-moving technique has been listed as a forbidden technique by the sages of the Yin-Yang family, But Jiang Huaixu is not the only one who tries, and the girl is not the only successful example, but most of the successful cases in the records, because of the memory of the ancestors, fell into a state of confusion, sometimes with the look of madness, and the appearance of the girl. It's very different."

Miao already had guesses in her heart, but she still said calmly: "So what do you mean, what exactly do you want to express?"

Feng Yidao: "I have heard my teacher mention that there are strange people in the world who, after reincarnation, don't have the voice and appearance of the past, but they can retain the memory and character before reincarnation. They are no different from the previous life, as if they have obtained eternal life."

He sighed and said: "Miss knows too much about the affairs of the Yin-Yang Family, and many lost Yin-Yang techniques have reappeared in the hands of the girl one by one. In addition, you can enter and exit the Palace of Stars freely, which makes me suspicious. It is exactly the kind of person who remembers the past after reincarnation, according to the predecessors of the Yin Yang family."

Miao was silent for a moment, and said: "I have never seen the strange person you mentioned, but I can be sure that I am not the person you said was reincarnated with memories."

Feng Yi said: "If that's the case, you won't be the evil spirit in the story book, right?" His words were full of jokes, which slightly broke the stiff atmosphere between the two, and made Miao shake her head and laugh. .

She said slowly: "Do you think I look like an evil spirit?"

Feng Yi shook his head and said: "Of course not. Not only does it not look like an evil spirit, but it looks a bit like the dragon girl who returns to her soul to repay her kindness in folklore. What is it for?"

Miao saw that the other party seemed to believe in something, so she had to explain: "Although I don't know what you are doubting, but listen carefully, I did not reincarnate with the memory of my previous life, and I am not the person you said to take back the soul. Don’t mention any random guesses.” Although the other party’s two guesses are related to her experience, if she guesses correctly, the reason for her coming to Datang may not be as simple as these two cases .

Feng Yi said strangely: "My guesses are wrong, so you have to tell me where you learned your Yin Yang technique. It can't really be that you are talented and self-taught?"

The patriarch of the Yin-Yang family originally came from Taoism, and later split from Taoism in order to pursue the ultimate of heaven and man. Together with some shamans near the mountains, they combined the ancient witchcraft of the ancient Shu Kingdom to establish a sect, and the Yin-Yang family came into being.

However, the unique yin and yang technique of the yin and yang school, although abandoning the method of refining qi of the Taoist school, is still based on the internal force of the Taoist school, combined with the laws of the five elements of yin and yang changes, and on this basis, with the help of natural forces, the moves are infinitely changeable , and this includes many ancient witchcraft methods. If there is no one to guide you in cultivation, no matter how talented you are, you will not be able to achieve great success by relying on your own understanding.

Therefore, no matter how high Miao's aptitude is, Feng Yi will not think that she is self-taught, someone must have taught her, and the person who taught her must have a higher level of cultivation than her, and will never He is an unknown person, but he has thought about all the seniors who have achieved extraordinary attainments in Yin Yang, and he really can't think of anyone who can teach such an apprentice, so he started to talk about the strange people and strange things that his master told him on contact.

Feng Yi thought that his question would be difficult for Miao to answer, but to his surprise, there was no trace of embarrassment on the other party's face, but he said simply: "The person who taught me Yin Yang art is one person. Qizi, you can consider him my master, as for the others, please forgive me for not commenting."

The name Qi actually belonged to Miao's father, but because it was his real name, the Yin-Yang family was hardly mentioned in the pre-Qin period, and the only person who could directly call him by his name in the entire Lishan Mountain was the head of the family, Donghuang Taiyi.

What Miao planned in her heart was that the next thing she had to do was to deal with Feng Yi. Instead of letting the other party guess and fear her origin, it would be better to push everything on the non-existent "Master". The name "Qi" is not recorded in the Yin Yang family, and there are so many people with the word "Qi" in their names in Datang. Feng Yi will have to guess who is her master.

But to Miao's surprise, after hearing what she said, Feng Yi not only did not show a dazed look and continued to question, but his expression changed drastically, and he said: "Sure enough, it makes sense, but since it's his Disciple, why didn't he come in person..."

"Why didn't you come here?" Seeing Feng Yi's expression changed, Miao couldn't help wondering, but because his voice was too low and his accent was a bit messy, even though she had good hearing, she still couldn't hear him clearly.

Feng Yi stopped suddenly, his expression returned to normal, but he didn't say another word no matter what.

He felt in his heart that the man and the girl in front of him were both masters and apprentices, but they didn't want to show up and instead spent a lot of time asking him to come. He thought there was something hard to hide, so he didn't dare to reveal the identity of the other party easily.

At this time, there was a burst of noisy footsteps from a distance outside the hall. The two people in the hall were not weak in hearing, so they could hear them clearly.

Feng Yi listened carefully for a moment, then couldn't help frowning, and cupped his hands at Miao and said, "Miss Mingjian, I was entrusted by someone to come here this time to help the girl out of trouble. The situation is urgent now, and I hope the girl will trust me once and follow me." Hurry up and leave Shangyang Palace."

Miao was not in a hurry, but asked softly, "Who entrusted you to come rescue me?"

Feng Yi said: "It's inconvenient for me to reveal the identity of that person, so I asked the girl for help on the pretense of something, but unexpectedly it was self-defeating, which aroused the girl's suspicion, but please believe that next time, I will never be malicious to the girl."

Before Feng Yi came to Shangyang Palace, he had promised that person that his identity must be kept secret, and Miao must not be allowed to know, otherwise the transaction between them would be completely void. Thinking of the pressure that person brought to people, he was gentle but unresistable, Feng Yi didn't dare to gamble with what he asked for, so he had to keep silent.

Fortunately, Miao didn't seem to have the intention to continue asking, she just nodded slightly to him, and then stood up from the table, Feng Yi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his back to Miao when he lifted the hem of his robe. Crouching down, Miao was confused.

She was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Feng Yi said as a matter of course: "Carry you out."

Miao refused, "I don't want you to carry it."

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, with a playful look on his face, and said, "Don't want me to carry you, maybe you want me to carry you out?"

Miao slowly said: "Why do I have to rely on you to go out?" As she spoke, she calmly stepped on the corner of Feng Yi's white robe that was hanging on the ground, and stepped on it fiercely.

Feng Yi didn't realize it: "You have no strength to restrain a chicken now. If I don't lead you to escape with light work, do you want me to fight all the way out? There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Shangyang Palace , If I am not killed by them, I will be exhausted by them."

As he said that, he still looked like "you are making trouble out of no reason", as if asking Miao if she really thought so.

Of course Miao didn't think so. In fact, she didn't pay attention to Feng Yi who was squatting on the ground at all. She lifted her foot over him and wanted to go out of the hall, but Feng Yi hurriedly stopped her.

Seeing this, she had no choice but to turn around and explain: "I can leave by myself without your help. If you want to join me, then hurry up and follow."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be trying to be brave, Feng Yi couldn't help being stunned: "Didn't your veins be blocked and you can't use Yin Yang?"

Miao turned her back to Feng Yi, and said in a low voice, "That's right at the beginning, but the person who sealed my veins didn't kill me, the meridians have already been opened, and I'm fine now."

Feng Yi was puzzled and said: "Then why didn't you leave before, but stayed in Shangyang Palace?"

Miao said: "Because I'm waiting for someone to come and give me an explanation." She paused, and there seemed to be some sighs in her voice, "It's a pity that he never showed up, so I'm not going to talk about it now." waited."

Feng Yi's intuition told him that Miao was not waiting for anyone close to her, including Mo Yu, but someone who made her feel quite entangled, otherwise her face would not look so complicated, so he was considerate. I didn't ask in detail.

Feng Yi didn't ask, but Miao didn't intend to end it. She said suddenly: "Feng Yi, I owe you this favor. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely pay it back."

Feng Yi smiled and said: "I don't know what I have done for the girl, and I was entrusted by others to return the kindness of others. I am ashamed of the girl's thanks."

Seeing that Feng Yi was still so polite, Miao Miao didn't say much, but mobilized her internal strength, and a little starlight flowed out from the fingertips between her raised hands, flying around the palm of her hand, beautiful and shining.

She looked at the golden light, but there was no warmth in her watery eyes.

In the Shangyang Palace in the evening, it was clear in late autumn, and many places in the palace were already lit with lights. Together with the sunset glow in the sky, this magnificent imperial city was coated with a golden-red halo, as if it would be an endless stretch of land. The palaces are all lighted up.

It's a pity that for some places, no amount of lights can dispel the haze in the dark.

I saw a palace located in a remote place, surrounded by heavy soldiers, the gate of the palace was closed, looking through the gorgeous window lattice, the inside of the palace gradually became dark.

Seeing this, a Spike Captain who was patrolling here couldn't help but summoned a guard and asked, "It's getting dark, why aren't the lights lit in the hall, but is there anything unusual about it?"

The Spike guard replied respectfully: "Nothing unusual, the girls living in this hall have always been like this, they never light up the lights at night, and besides, our own brothers are guarding the surrounding windows, there will be no problem, please rest assured, my lord. .”

Seeing this, Captain Spike nodded and was about to lead the people away, but saw that the Spike guarding on the other side seemed hesitant to speak, and felt strange at the moment, and shouted: "That one over there, yes, it's you, Look at your faltering face, what are you doing? Don't work hard, be careful of the head on your head!"

The Spike soldier was relatively timid, so scared by the captain of the Spike, he immediately replied: "My lord, there was a palace maid who went in to deliver food to the girl before, and she should have come out long ago, but she hasn't been seen yet. The villain feels that things are a little strange..."

Before Captain Wolf Fang could speak, the Wolf Fang soldier who had just reported that everything was going as usual had already panicked: "Didn't come out? How is this possible! Is that maid still in the palace?" The captain slapped angrily.

Captain Spike glared at the Spike soldiers who lowered their heads and dared not speak, waved his hands behind him, and ordered: "You, and a few of you, follow me in and have a look, and the rest of you guard the gate and the surrounding area. Do not let any suspicious people in through the window!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door of the palace, but when his hand touched the cold door knocker, a few starlights flashed before his eyes, and then a tiny golden light shot out from the crack of the door, just casting on him. His face made him narrow his eyes slightly.

Before Captain Spike Fang could react, almost instantly, a dazzling golden light radiated from the window lattice, followed by a shocking rumbling sound, accompanied by the dragon's chant that resounded through the sky Voices.

The surrounding Spike guards were shocked, and they all rushed to the gate of the main hall with weapons in their hands, guarding around Captain Spike, and several of them pushed the closed palace gate together, only to see a man in white in the darkness. The woman was standing quietly in the hall with her eyes closed.

Her black hair is like ink, her skin is as white as snow, and she exudes a subtle halo. At first glance, she doesn't look like a mortal person.

Afterwards, she gently opened her eyes, her eyes were like water, but they were also deep and cold, and the coldness in them made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave at first glance.

A muffled hum sounded, and the surroundings of the palace suddenly returned to silence.

There was only a stream of gurgling water left, which seemed to flow down the steps of the palace and flow to the ground, dyeing the stone bricks bright red.

Miao avoided the corpses of Spike soldiers scattered all over the ground, and her whole body was not stained with dust. Instead of going down the steps, she stayed at the stone railing beside her and quietly looked at the Shangyang covered by the sunset. palace.

Feng Yi followed her footsteps out of the hall, glanced at the Spike soldiers on the ground soaked in blood, couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, and said: "Young lady's water technique is used to stab people's flesh and blood, and she is really merciless."

He glanced at the expressionless Miao, and asked, "What are your plans for leaving this time, are you going to find your friends, or to find that Mr. Mo?"

Miao exhaled, she seemed a little tangled, she pondered for a moment, her eyes gradually became firmer, then she looked at Feng Yi seriously, and just about to say something, she was interrupted by shouts from a distance. broken.

The two raised their heads and saw that the palaces not far away had ignited soaring flames. The fire was so intense that it almost dyed half of the sky red. Everyone in the entire imperial city was alarmed. Fighting the fire, the originally quiet Shangyang Palace suddenly fell into chaos and chaos.

But Feng Yi and Miao, who were far away from the fire here, did not pay attention to the fire over there for too long, because they keenly felt that there was a series of small footsteps, mixed with the sound of trampling tiles coming from far and near, And getting closer to them.

As the footsteps stopped abruptly, they raised their heads, and they saw several black shadows appear out of nowhere on the roof, which looked even more mysterious against the backdrop of the night, only the silver masks on their faces shone with a cold light.

——Mask, mysterious clothes, thousand receivers.

The person who came was a disciple of the Tang Sect.

The author has something to say:

So, there is a small change in the plot from here, I am really sorry for causing you to read unchanged ==.

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