Dots of starlight shine through the darkness, like eyes dormant in the darkness.
If you look carefully, you will see that these are not stars in the sky, but candles lit in the underground city.
The dungeon is like a fortress belonging to thieves hiding in the dark, hiding from the light.
Feng Qi lay in front of the window and looked indifferently at the underground river not far away, with several boats parked on it.
The restaurant opposite was still crowded, and the red lanterns were particularly dazzling.
"Squeak——"
As the door opened, there was a long roar that cut through the sky.
Feng Qi quickly dodged sideways. Through his long hair, Feng Qi saw a man in black stabbing him with a sharp blade.
When the person stabbed into the window coffin, he stopped abruptly. The sword suddenly turned and pointed at the heart.
Feng Qi subconsciously drew out Zhuyue and swung his sword to block it.
The two swords met in mid-air, making a harsh metallic buzzing sound.
The man in black's eyes flashed, and the strength in his hands increased in vain. Feng Qi was forced to retreat continuously.
Behind Feng Qi is the wall, and there is no way out.
But the man in black pressed forward step by step. Feng Qi frowned slightly and kicked the man in black in the abdomen.
The man in black took a step back, and Feng Qi was able to get away.
But after retreating, the man in black did not move forward. He just stood there and looked straight at Feng Qi.
Feng Qi has been in the underground city recently, and naturally no trace of the people in Fanji Valley has been found.
Looking at the person coming, the man in black suddenly took off the black cloth on his face, his features were picturesque.
"Senior brother."
Huaizhun looked at Fengqi, the things in his eyes were very complicated. Their eyes met for a long time, but he said nothing.
Huaizhun said feebly: "The Valley Master said, let me either take you back or carry your head back."
Feng Qi was not surprised at all when the Valley Master said such words. This was the temperament of that Valley Master.
Feng Qi slightly turned Zhu Yue in his hand, and then put Zhu Yue back into the scabbard.
"So, senior brother, are you here to arrest me today?"
Huaizhun shook his head, "As long as you don't leave the underground city, there is nothing you can do in Fanji Valley, and there is nothing I can do."
"But if the Valley Master knew about it, I'm afraid senior brother would be responsible for it."
Huaizhun smiled helplessly, and then took a few steps closer.
This time Feng Qi did not wear a white jade mask on his face, and his crystal clear face still looked familiar to him.
He raised his hand and touched Feng Qi's hair, his brows filled with warmth, "Silly girl, I am your senior brother."
Looking into Huaizhun's eyes, they were obviously full of tenderness, but Fengqi felt more and more guilty.
Growing up, Huaizhun really protected himself too much in a place like Fanji Valley.
When he was five years old, he accidentally broke the valley owner's favorite glass lamp, and his senior brother took the punishment for him.
He suffered a hundred whippings.
When he was thirteen years old, he impulsively killed the Valley Master's favorite woman, and it was his senior brother who shouldered the blame.
That time, his whole body martial arts was almost destroyed and he had to rest for three months.
When he was fourteen years old, he sneaked out of the valley and got into trouble. His senior brother fought for him to escape the siege, but he almost died.
All kinds of transactions came to mind in Fengqi's mind.
"Senior brother."
Feng Qi put Zhuyue in his hand on the table aside, and then knelt on one knee in front of Huai Zhun.
"It's Fengqi who feels sorry for senior brother."
Huaizhun let out a long sigh and sat down on the chair closest to Fengqi, then pulled Fengqi up slowly.
"Okay, are the injuries on your body getting better?"
Feng Qi nodded slightly, "It's much better."
"Has Gu Nianqing come to see you again recently?"
These words stopped Feng Qi, as if he hadn't seen him since the last fight.
Feng Qi shook his head.
Huaizhun frowned slightly and seemed to be saying to himself, "This is strange. I see Gu Nianqing waiting at your entrance to the dungeon every day."
"Then you have to thank me."
Shen Chi didn't know when he was standing at the door. At this time, he opened the door and walked in.
Huaizhun had also seen Chenchi. You could see Chenchi almost everywhere Fengqi was.
I don't know why, Huaizhun always looked at Shen Chi with a strange hostility, and felt inexplicably displeased.
He immediately stood up, pointed his sword at Shenchi, and said with a chill on his face, "Who on earth are you?!"
Shen Chi looked at the sword pointed at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled contemptuously.
He slowly used his fan to gently move the blade away, with a disdainful smile on his face.
"Why are you so excited? I'm not a heinous and evil person."
He moved his eyes to Feng Qi, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.
"Compared to her, I am a completely good person!"
Feng Qi was already used to Shen Chi's appearance, so he didn't take it to heart. He just asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"
Shen Chi was stunned for a moment, "Oh, you mean Gu Nianqing?"
Huaizhun frowned slightly and moved the removed sword blade back.
Shen Chi shrugged, "Gu Nianqing originally wanted to come to you, but there was an order from Master Wan Shitong in the dungeon, and Gu Nianqing was not allowed to enter."
Feng Qi looked at Huaizhun, "Senior brother, he is nothing..."
She wanted to say that Shen Chi was not a bad person, but she still held back the last two words.
If Shen Chi is not a bad person, are there still bad people in the world?
Huai Zhun, probably understanding what Feng Qi meant, slowly lowered his sword.
He looked up and down the sink, then handed it over and said, "Thank you for taking care of my junior sister."
Shen Chi tapped the tip of his nose with the tip of his fan, "If it's a thank you, why aren't you sincere at all?"
The two of them stood there without moving, but their eyes met in mid-air, as if they were brewing something.
Shen Chi suddenly moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab Feng Qi's hand.
However, Huaizhun took the lead and stood in front of Feng Qi, gently blocking Shen Chi's hand with his sword.
His voice was as cold as his face, "What do you want to do?"
Regarding Huaizhun's behavior, Shen Chi seemed to have a headache. He took back his hand and scratched his head, feeling a little irritated.
"It's really a trouble..."
Before he could figure out what happened, Huaizhun handed Zhuyue to Fengqi, still looking at Shen Chi defensively.
He said calmly: "Just leave with me now."
Shen Chi chuckled lightly, "If I leave the dungeon with you, either you will die or she will die."
Huaizhun naturally understands that the underground city is Fengqi's greatest protection now.
But he really didn't feel comfortable leaving Feng Qi in this place. If he could protect Feng Qi in the first half of his life, then he could also protect him in the second half of his life.
Before Feng Qi could say anything, Shen Chi suddenly kicked the table on one side.
Suddenly there was a strong impact, the table was kicked over, and the teacup on the table shattered to the ground.
Huaizhun protected Feng Qi and retreated. He just glanced at the open window and pushed Feng Qi.
"Walk!"
Feng Qi wants to say that there is no need for you to fight, and there is no misunderstanding.
But it was too late, Feng Qi had already been pushed out of the window by Huai Zhun.
However, there was an underground river outside the window, and Fengqi fell on the boat underneath.
This frightened the boatman. He was slightly surprised when he saw Feng Qi suddenly falling, but he quickly recovered his composure.
This is a dungeon, what is impossible to happen?
Even if a head falls off, I believe it is reasonable.
What I didn't expect was that Feng Qi jumped up and left as soon as he landed.
She didn't know why Shen Chi started fighting with Huaizhun, but she instinctively felt that she should stop it.
But before Feng Qi could run out a few steps, someone pressed his shoulders hard, making him unable to move for a moment.
Feng Qi immediately turned around, twisted the man's wrist with his backhand, and with one force, he violently threw the man in front of him.
The man just looked straight at Feng Qi with a smile on his lips.
Seeing that Feng Qi wanted to take action, the man quickly raised his hands and took a few steps back.
"It was your senior brother who asked me to come here to take you away."
"My senior brother?"
Under Feng Qi's doubtful eyes, the big man nodded, but when Feng Qi wasn't paying attention, he threw out a dart.
The distance between the two was very tight, and when he hesitated, the dart had already penetrated Feng Qi's shoulder.
After just groaning, Feng Qi collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.
Many people saw this scene, but no one stepped forward to stop it.
In their eyes, this is just an extremely ordinary trivial matter, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.
Seeing Huaizhun's actions, Shen Chi just raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Aren't you afraid that Feng Qi will be pushed down and fall to death?"
He seemed to have seen something extremely funny and laughed like a crazy person.
Huaizhun frowned, feeling that the person in front of him was really weird.
After laughing wildly, Shen Chi opened the folding fan in his hand with a wave of his hand and threw it towards Huaizhun.
A sharp blade suddenly appeared on the edge of the folding fan, flashing a cold light, and stabbed towards Huaizhun's heart.
Huaizhun frowned slightly, swung his sword to block it, and dodged.
But the folding fan turned its angle when it hit the sharp blade, and actually drew a circle around Huai Zhun.
Every protruding blade of the folding fan has a hook, which can be used to draw force and cause serious injuries.
Wherever the folding fan came into contact, Huai Zhun's clothes were scratched with wounds, and blood was constantly oozing out.
The folding fan returned to Shen Chi's hand once again. He turned sideways and fanned leisurely, with a faint smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"What you did just now made me very unhappy!"
Although Huaizhun was stunned for a moment, he quickly came to his senses and thrust his giant sword towards Shenchi.
However, the blade of the sword cut across the fan, and Shen Chi's hand holding the folding fan rested on Huaizhun's wrist holding the sword.
Huaizhun's steps turned slightly, he let go of the hand holding the sword and grabbed Chen Chi's hand. When he turned around, his other hand took the sword that had not fallen to the ground.
And Shen Chi's reaction was also extremely fast. When Huaizhun's hand touched his, his body stepped back and the folding fan turned in his hand.
It's like it suddenly came to life.
Huaizhun saw that the back of his hand was covered with bloodstains, and the murderous intent on his face became even worse.
However, Shen Chi had no intention of continuing and just said one sentence lightly.
"If I really want to kill you, you will already be dead in the first blow."
"If I had not been merciful just now, you would never be able to hold a sword in your life."
Huaizhun frowned, and the wounds on the back of his hands and body ached faintly, as if he had been poured with spicy oil.
Shen Chi looked at the empty underground river below the window and frowned slightly.
He didn't even look back, he lay on the window coffin and looked down, completely showing his back in front of Huaizhun's eyes.
Huaizhun ignored Shen Chi, but seeing that Shen Chi had no intention of continuing, he gave up.
He also knew in his heart that he would not be Shen Chi's opponent to a large extent.
Shen Chi clicked his tongue dissatisfied, "Where are the people?"
When he turned around, Huai Zhun behind him had already left, but Shen Chi didn't seem to take it to heart.
He sighed helplessly and shrugged helplessly as he looked at the mess on the ground.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken action here..."
He strode out, then clapped his hands, and the ghost soldiers walked out of the darkness.
Almost everyone in the dungeon is under the surveillance of the ghost soldiers, including Huaizhun, who came in just now, and Shen Chi is aware of his every move.
The folding fan in his hand has returned to its original appearance, and even the smell of blood has disappeared.
"Where are the people?"
There was a rare coldness in Shen Chi's eyes. He just slowly tapped his forehead with the tip of his fan. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking. This chapter has been completed!
