Until a lonely black dot expanded little by little along the direction of her sight, gradually becoming visible to the naked eye, breaking through the clouds that were already mixed with night, approaching the Shuxin Tower.
The black dot flew out from the direction of Jiangyu City. It was getting closer and closer, and it was seen more and more clearly. The black dot was a bird, to be precise, a carrier pigeon! Although it was not particularly clear, she knew the pigeon's appearance, even if it turned into ashes! It was the black-feathered carrier pigeon that had been spreading war reports to her several times. She was startled and took a breath. Seeing that the pigeon was swooping down not far from the Tower of Faixin, it was about to fall on her shoulders as before.
Hua Fan was shocked, and Yu Guang paid attention to Shangguan Jinnian behind him-fortunately, he didn't notice it for the time being.
"Gugu." The black-feathered dove screamed crisply, and it had already flew down the sky, wandering in front of the Lost Tower.
Hua Fei felt guilty and subconsciously stretched out her arm to sweep the pigeon away, but the black-feathered pigeon seemed to be familiar with something, stopped cooing and stopped on her fingers. Hua Fei gently held its red claws and hid her secretly in her arms.
As she expected, a small roll of paper was tightly tied to the claws of the black-feathered dove.
"What are you doing?" Shangguan Jinnian's voice sounded behind him.
Hua Feng's movements froze. "No, nothing," she explained.
"What are you hiding?" Shangguan Jinnian became even more suspicious.
"Nothing." Hua Feng pretended to be calm. She understood that the battle report made Shangguan Jinnian know what it meant. She could hear her bulging heartbeat. The twilight around her seemed to freeze for a moment, and the needles fell on the tower could be heard.
"Come around." Shangguan Jinnian's voice was filled with cold suspicion.
Flowers hesitate. Not turning around is guilty, and turning around is seeking death. Sweat comes out of palms, wetting the pigeon's black feathers.
She was dead at all times and she didn't want to choose a cowardly way. She turned around and held the black feathered pigeon in her arms blatantly.
Shangguan Jinnian walked over step by step, Hua Feng deliberately widened his eyes, not a moment, as if she had no idea that there was a creature called pigeon in the world.
Shangguan Jinnian looked at her. Although there was a black pigeon like a crow inexplicably in her hand, what was even more strange was that there was no trace of concealment or defense in her eyes.
Gradually, the question on Shangguan Jinnian's face dissolved little by little in her eyes without any mixed eyes, and turned into a doting cloud and calm wind.
"Catching on the railing?" Shangguan Jin said in a young voice.
Hua Feng quickly climbed along the pole and said with a smile: "I see that the birds are quite novel and want to catch them and keep them for fun."
Shangguan Jinnian felt a little happy when she saw that she seemed very happy. She looked at the black-feathered pigeon and blinked, "This pigeon is indeed rare, but it is actually black all over. Is it because of the feng shui of Jiangyucheng different?" As he said that, he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to gently touch the feathers of the black-feathered pigeon.
"Yes. It seems that the feng shui of Jiangyucheng is indeed a bit evil." Hua Feng quickly echoed. She pretended to be passing the pigeon's hair, and quietly hid the paper roll from the pigeon's feet in the palm of her hand. Her fingers intentionally or unintentionally blocked the red blood-colored eyes of the black-feathered pigeon. The other hand holding the pigeon's claws just loosened it...
With a "punch", the black-feathered pigeon seemed to have understood the meaning of flower-turning. It spread its wings and soon it flew into the ink-dyeing cloud.
Why did she receive the battle report again? She obviously got the battle report about Jiang Yucheng a long time ago. What is this?
The pigeon flew out of Jiangyu City. Could it be that mysterious guy who conveyed her war reports every time is in Jiangyu City now? The flowers are so full that they suddenly become nervous and worried. The city seems to be far from as simple as imagined. She has no chance of winning, and she lost in Yuncheng when she first started fighting.
She didn't know whether that mysterious guy was an enemy or a friend. Is this battle report that leaked the secrets of heaven helping her, or is it like sprinkling millet to catch birds, luring her into a terrible trap step by step?
In front of her, Jiangyu City's insignificant low wall was shrouded by the falling night sky. The originally beautiful city of Linjiang also had shadows and heavy in the twilight. The unknown world in the city made her frightened.
The guess of Huabian is correct, the smoke and tears are indeed in the river in the city.
The river is indeed evil, a city is actually surrounded by a river, like a forgotten island. Human feelings have always followed the customs.
It is precisely because of this evil terrain that people living in this city always feel that their misfortune was attracted by this strange terrain, and always want to dispel evil spirits and bring good luck. Therefore, witchcraft and witchcraft are also very popular in this city, and Feng Shui theory is popular.
In the middle of Jiangyu City, there is a star observatory with a total of 7749 floors. Standing on the star observatory, you can observe the celestial phenomena above and the terrain below. In today's wartime, this star observatory, which is ten times higher than the city wall, naturally has its clear military purpose.
Yan Honglei stood on the observatory platform, looking out of the city wall and across the river. He was not observing the enemy situation, but just waiting for a pigeon.
The black wings cut the night sky, and the dove landed on the shoulders of smoke and red tears, and "cooed" obediently.
He gently pulled up the dove and found that the paper roll on the dove's red claws had been taken away. The blue eyes flashed with the night, and he looked at the other side of the river again and sighed softly.
This time, the person who sits in Jiangyucheng is not someone else, but Yanhong Tears. He is the opponent of Shangguan Jinnian and Hua Fan. It is either you die or I live. He remembered the orders given to him by Shangguan Jiying before leaving.
The failure of the Battle of Yuncheng made her a little impatient, as if a boat that had a smooth journey suddenly hit the reef. Shangguan Chiying couldn't wait to send Yanhong Tears to Jiangyucheng.
Yanhonglei thought to himself that if Shangguan Chiying knew the real reason for Yuncheng's failure, she would definitely put the butcher knife on the neck of her biological son without hesitation. He didn't know who the true destiny master would be written in the legend on the Five Colors Edict, but the people who fought for that position were so ugly, like a bunch of wild wolves fighting for a pile of rotten meat, who didn't care to swallow it. It was more dirty than the deliciousness of power.
He laughed at himself. What was even more sad than his mother was himself. If the competition for his mother was still for a pool of rotten meat, then what was he trying to do?