Four hundred and fortieth chapters, she didn't come back overnight
As the sky was getting brighter, Lu Feng fell drowsily under a big tree. When his consciousness was blurred, he suddenly felt a warmth on his face. He wanted to open his eyes to check, but he couldn't muster the slightest strength.
The golden horse carried Lu Feng and ran all night. Finally, when passing through a high mountain, Lu Feng was bumped and fell down. The well-trained horse did not leave alone. He lowered his head and licked Lu Feng in an attempt to wake him up, but the latter
But there was no response.
Lu Feng had numerous injuries all over his body at this moment, but the most dangerous and fatal thing was the toxin quenched on the leaf blade, which made his whole body numb and sore and unable to move. Although his consciousness regained consciousness, he could only act like a living dead.
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Lixin Town, Tongli Inn.
In the early morning, Jiang Ruoyun walked out of the room and saw Feng Yan looking anxiously outside the inn. She couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked, "Aunt Feng, what's wrong? But someone from the spiritual prison came to the door?"
He looked around again, "Where's Aunt Fan?"
Feng Yan looked a little uneasy. After hesitating for a while, she finally said: "Miss, Xiaochun had an appointment with the man named Lu Feng last night..."
"What?" Jiang Ruoyun's delicate body trembled, and she was inexplicably worried in her heart. This made her puzzled that she would be so worried about a strange man?
"Where is Aunt Fan now?" Jiang Ruoyun had a trace of anger on her eyebrows. Even she herself didn't know exactly why she was angry. Was it because Fan Yuchun acted without reporting? Or was it because she was worried about Lu Feng?
Feng Yan looked worried: "Xiaochun didn't come back all night. Miss, I want to... go to the tea room yesterday."
Hearing this, Jiang Ruoyun began to look a little worried, "Aunt Fan is not unpunctual. She must have encountered some trouble on the road."
"Maybe it has something to do with the investigation order of the Soul Prison," Jiang Ruoyun said as he walked towards the stables and left the inn with Feng Yan.
The two of them rode quickly. The closer they got to the tea house, the more obvious Feng Yan's uneasiness became.
Jiang Ruoyun noticed that Feng Yan's face was a little ugly, and comforted her: "Aunt Feng, don't worry too much. With Aunt Fan's strength in the surrounding spiritual prisons, unless the prison owner takes action, there should be no problem in self-protection and escape."
Feng Yan nodded helplessly, but the uneasiness in her heart did not diminish by half. She knew that Fan Yuchun secretly went out to do something last night. Before completing it, if she met a master of the spiritual prison, Fan Yuchun might not escape because of his temperament.
The sky was already bright, but there were still only twos and threes of pedestrians on the official road. When Jiang Ruoyun and Feng Yan rushed to the teahouse, the teahouse had not yet opened for business.
Feng Yan rode a golden horse and searched around the tea house, hoping that Fan Yuchun would be here, but also worried that Fan Yuchun would be here.
A whole night has passed, and if Fan Yuchun was still here, it would probably be very bad, otherwise he wouldn't be here.
"Quaaaaaaah~"
Several annoying and unpleasant sounds of bone-eating birds were heard. Bone-eating birds feed on corpses, bones and flesh, and are often accompanied by corpses when they appear.
Feng Yan and Jiang Ruoyun glanced at each other, with a hint of uneasiness in their eyes, and hurriedly followed the sound of birds.
More than 300 meters away from the tea house, Feng Yan looked at the figure lying on the ground in the distance. She suddenly stopped the horse and neighed. She seemed to be crazy. She abandoned the horse and stumbled away.
Jiang Ruoyun's expression was shocked and he was stunned for a long time. The figure on the ground was undoubtedly Fan Yuchun in terms of height and clothing, but at this moment he had turned into a cold corpse.
"No~"
Feng Yan screamed in pain and drove away the blind bone-eating birds like crazy.
Fan Yuchun had more than a hundred sword wounds, large and small, on her body, and the blood hole on her chest was even more horrifying. It still revealed the terrifying sword intent. Around her where she fell, there was a trace of the sword's power stained by her blood.
It spread more than ten meters.
With tears in her eyes, Feng Yan sobbed and arranged Fan Yuchun's body. She took off her neat and clean coat and covered it up. Seeing that Fan Yuchun still had the instrument in her hand, Feng Yan reached out to take it off, broke the seal and inspected it.
After checking it again, all kinds of precious things are there, which can rule out robbery...
Feng Yan suddenly trembled. She found her sword in Fan Yuchun's ring. She had left a thin hair in the scabbard when she entrusted it to her. Now the hair is still there and the sword has never been released.
sheath……
"Xiaochun didn't listen to himself after all, and chose to use his own weapon to kill the man..."
Feng Yan's inner self-blame became much deeper. She couldn't bear the reality of her best friend's death. Her eyes were red from crying as if she was possessed by a demon. After covering Fan Yuchun's body, she began to frantically search for traces of the surrounding battles.
One, one, and another flying blade of willow leaves...
Every time Feng Yan picked up a dart, the pain in her heart deepened. Thinking about the scene before Fan Yuchun left yesterday, she felt even more guilty and regretful, regretting that she did not go with him.
"This is..." Feng Yan's hand trembled, she picked up an iron piece on the ground and looked at it blankly.
Jiang Ruoyun took a closer look and said in panic: "This is Aunt Fan's Xinyue Scimitar! It was broken into pieces like this? What kind of terrible enemy Aunt Fan has encountered..."
Feng Yan carefully picked up the broken knife fragments on the ground as if picking up rare treasures.
Suddenly, a piece of cloth with blood stains was pressed under a dart. Feng Yan crawled forward in a panic, holding the piece of cloth tightly in her hands, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"That kid killed Xiaochun!" Feng Yan roared angrily. She recognized that the bloody rag was the clothes Lu Feng was wearing when they met yesterday.
Jiang Ruoyun frowned, with a hint of suspicion and a hint of embarrassment in her heart, and asked softly: "Is it the person named Lu Feng whom I met yesterday?"
"That's right," Feng Yan said categorically: "Xiaochun met here yesterday when we made an appointment with his son. That man must have killed Xiaochun in a sneak attack."
Jiang Ruoyun couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart. Looking at the traces of the sword movement left in the distance, he argued: "The strength of the man yesterday was not even as good as mine. How could he kill Aunt Feng? Looking at that terrifying sword movement, even Tianhun
Not many realm soul masters can..."
"Miss!" Feng Yan gritted her teeth and shouted, "The thief must have used some despicable means. Even if the sword power was not left by him, Xiaochun's death must be related to him."
Feng Yan took out the creature bag in her arms, which contained the mission target of their trip.
"Miss, please go back and recover first. I will stay to avenge Xiaochun!"
"Aunt Feng~" Jiang Ruoyun resisted a little, "The identity and strength of a person who can leave behind such sword power must be of great importance. That person can kill Aunt Fan easily, and I'm afraid he can also deal with us easily."
Feng Yan suddenly knelt down in front of Jiang Ruoyun and begged again: "Miss, please go back and recover your life first. Even if you are bound to die on this trip, I still want to find out Xiaochun's death. Even if I can't kill the swordsman, I still want to get rid of the one named Lu Feng."
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Hearing that Feng Yan was going to kill Lu Feng, Jiang Ruoyun couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. She wanted to stop him but there was no reason at all. When she came to her senses, the life bag had been stuffed into her hand.
"Aunt Feng, I'll stay with you!" Jiang Ruoyun threw the bag of life in his hand into the air, and struck it with a palm, smashing the bag to pieces. The man imprisoned inside suddenly appeared in the air, and was shaken by the shattering of the space.
Hemorrhage, cut off the vitality.
"Miss," Aunt Feng picked up a fragment and threatened her with death: "Miss, with her rich body, she must not be in danger. Aunt Feng has never begged anyone in her life, so please accept Aunt Feng's request this time."
Seeing this, Jiang Ruoyun was reluctant in every way, but faced with the resolute Feng Yan, she had no choice but to nod in agreement. After Feng Yan calmed down, Jiang Ruoyun said: "Aunt Feng, we will send Fan
My aunt is buried."
Feng Yan shook her head, approached and put away Fan Yuchun's body, her murderous intent faded away, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she said: "This place is too desolate, there are not even a few wild flowers. Xiaochun always liked flowers when he was alive. After the great revenge is avenged, I will
Bring her back and let her live in her favorite sea of flowers."
After leaving the tea house, under Feng Yan's watch, Jiang Ruoyun gradually walked away. However, after riding for a certain distance, he stopped again, turned around and looked behind, muttering to himself: "Aunt Fan's death... I will definitely do it."
Go and find out for yourself, who is that person named Lu Feng... and why do you think he always appears in your mind after you only met him once?"
Jiang Ruoyun would not have cared so much about a man originally, but the abnormality of Fan Yuchun and Feng Yan made her full of curiosity. If it was just an ordinary strange man, how could Feng and Fan keep hiding it?
He held it as if he had something to hide.
Jiang Ruoyun also asked Feng Yan, but the latter didn't say a word. Even why Fan Yuchun behaved so strangely when meeting Lu Fengzi, he just tried to explain it away with a few words.
The more Feng and Fan behave like this, the more worried Jiang Ruoyun becomes.
After finding a hidden place and disguising himself, Jiang Ruoyun put on men's clothes and quietly returned to the tea house. At this time, his appearance and physical characteristics were completely different from those in the Xie Cha Ling.
Jiang Ruoyun quietly searched in the dark, and when he saw that Feng Yan had disappeared, he showed up and walked into the tea room to ask about Lu Feng.
If he were to inquire about other passers-by, the owner of the tea house would definitely not have much impression. However, Lu Feng spent a whole day in his shop yesterday. He was not only generous but also kind-hearted. It would be difficult for the boss to remember him.
As a businessman, the owner of the tea house quickly told everything he knew under Jiang Ruoyun's money offensive. Today he has made two large sums of money by selling information. He couldn't help but regret in his heart. He had known that Lu Feng's information was so valuable.
, I should have inquired more yesterday.
Jiang Ruoyun listened to what the teahouse boss said for a long time, and all of them praised Lu Feng's kindness, elegance and other positive words. She couldn't help but become more curious in her heart. She also firmly believed that there must be a reason for Fan Yuchun's death, and now she had much less desire for revenge.
After finding out from the store that Lu Feng was from Tianyuan City, Jiang Ruoyun rushed towards Tianyuan City without saying a word.