Feng Qi once guessed that Shen Chi's identity might be unusual, and that he might really be someone close to Sheng Siye.
But I never thought that Shen Chi turned out to be Xuan Si.
After resting for a few days, Feng Qi and Shen Chi, or rather Xuan Si, decided to send Huaizhun back to Fanji Valley first.
Because the appearance of the man in gray robe last time was a warning that the underground city was not as safe as imagined.
The sky was clear and clear at night, and the bright moonlight stretched their silhouettes very long.
Huaizhun was still unconscious in the carriage. He had woken up during the day, but after a short rest, he fell asleep again.
Looking at the gradually illuminated road ahead, Xuan Si held the reins with one hand, while the other hand was still playing with the folding fan belonging to Shenchi.
The slender fingers kept fidgeting with the sapphire folding fan, like a flexible butterfly flying wildly.
Feng Qi glanced slightly at Xuan Si beside him. His mask shone brightly in the moonlight, and his whole person looked mysterious and sacred.
As if he noticed Feng Qi's gaze, Xuan Si did not look back, his voice was like the cold moon.
"We have already notified Fanji Valley. He will arrive to meet us at dawn tomorrow. You and I will complete the rest of the matter together."
Feng Qi had no objection to this and just nodded slightly.
The two fell into a long silence again, and the only sounds left in their ears were the sound of horse hooves and the struggling wheels of the carriage.
After a long time, Xuan Si suddenly threw something to Feng Qi, which was Feng Qi's previous mask.
"Although it's of no use, I still wear it."
Feng Qi's white and tender fingers gently touched the smooth mask, and he lowered his eyes slightly, suddenly filled with thoughts.
"Are you still worried about your pregnancy?"
Feng Qi put on the mask and was not willing to give Xuan Si a look.
"Elder brother, why are you Shenchi?"
Feng Qi's question came suddenly and strangely.
Xuan Si smiled, but the curvature of his mouth could not be seen, "I can be anyone. As long as it is the command of the Valley Master, I can also be anyone else."
"Does Gadget know?"
"A jack of all trades, of course he knows everything, and I have never thought of hiding anything."
He spoke frankly and frankly, and he didn't feel ashamed at all.
Finally turning his eyes to look at Xuan Si, Feng Qi felt increasingly irritable, and there was always an inexplicable anger that seemed to be gushing out.
At this moment, the tinkling sound of spring water came to his ears, and Feng Qi stopped his horse, turned over and dismounted.
She took off the water bottle tied to the horse and said in a cold and calm voice, "Let's take a rest first."
Without waiting for Xuan Si's reply, Feng Qi opened the car curtain and took a look at Huai Zhun's condition.
The carriage was specially arranged by Xuan Si. The space is relatively spacious and can accommodate a small bed.
Although he was a little aggrieved, Huaizhun could still lie on it relatively comfortably. He was wrapped in fur and slept peacefully.
Seeing that Huai Chun was fine, Feng Qi walked towards the forest where the spring sounded.
After looking at the cold moonlight, looking around, and then looking back at the silent carriage, Xuan Si also got off his horse and followed.
The spring water in the forest is not difficult to find, but if you walk a hundred steps, you will see the spring water sparkling under the moon.
The splashing water is beating against the rocks, making beautiful music. The dense pine trees on both sides screen out the mottled moon shadow.
Feng Qi knelt down and filled the kettle, but did not make a sound when he heard a noise behind him.
Xuan Si pursed his lips and kept opening and closing the folding fan, seeming a little restless and hasty.
"Fengqi, do you have many questions?"
Feng Qi did not look back, but looked at the reflection in the water in a daze.
"Without a doubt."
"I know it's my fault. If you have any questions, I will tell you everything."
Feng Qi still didn't move, "So, I really don't know something."
Hearing Feng Qi say this, Xuan Si finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even his tone became much gentler.
"Where is the bamboo fungus?"
Hearing this, Xuan Si frowned and looked at Feng Qi's figure with an angry expression, but in the end he just sighed helplessly.
"Zhusun has temporarily taken over Shura Hall. If we can follow the traces of Shura Hall, we should be able to find Yun Sheng."
Xuan Si nodded slightly, "Don't you have any questions about yourself?"
Feng Qi paused slightly and suddenly smiled, "I have too many questions, and I don't know how many of them my senior brother can answer."
"Just say it, if I don't know, I can find the answer with you."
What he said was true, and Feng Qi had no reason to doubt his Chicheng.
Feng Qi stood up and looked at Xuan Si in front of him, feeling very strange.
He is obviously Shen Chi and Xuan Si, but the two seem to be completely different and they are people that I can't connect with.
"What is the relationship between me and those people in the imperial court?"
Feng Qi and Xuan Si still didn't come back after a long time. The horses tied to the big trees were still gnawing the tender grass at their feet leisurely.
Someone opened Huaizhun's car curtain. Huaizhun woke up suddenly and immediately jumped up.
It's just that before the sick hand touches the sword at his side, it is firmly controlled by someone and cannot move at all.
In the panic, he didn't even have time to see the appearance of the person coming, but he was force-fed something, and his throat was so hard that he couldn't spit out even a single word.
He looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, fear gradually creeping into his heart.
Gui Xinzi looks like a ghost, and his smile is mysterious and twisted, like a dark demon touching in the dark night.
His voice was still hoarse and unpleasant. He moved closer to Huaizhun, and the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Oh my, you guys made it so hard for me to find you. That guy Shi Honglu didn't even kill you, which really pissed me off."
Seeing Huaizhun's helpless appearance, Gui Xinzi smiled even more happily.
He lowered his voice and said, "Your junior sister no longer wants you. She is now having a tryst with another man. You are really a failure."
Feng Qi didn't make any announcement about Shen Chi being Xuan Si, and naturally Huai Zhun didn't know either.
When he heard Gui Xinzi whispering in his ear like this, what flashed in his mind was Shen Chi's evil face, as if everything in the world was firmly in his hands. It really made him feel sad.
People hate it.
Huaizhun struggled to sit up and looked at Gui Xinzi angrily, but there was nothing he could do.
Gui Xinzi simply changed into a comfortable position, as if he wanted to have a good chat with Huai Zhun.
"Huaizhun, I can find out your story clearly."
He suddenly leaned down and looked at Huaizhun condescendingly, his voice full of temptation.
"You like Fengqi, right? What will happen if Fengqi knows your past? Will she not want you like everyone else?"
"Ah, I almost forgot, she doesn't want you anymore."
His voice was obviously gentle, but every sentence and every word was like a deadly blade, piercing Huai Zhun's heart fiercely.
Especially when he mentioned the past, Huai Zhun's eyes turned scarlet red, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him into pieces.
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry, I still admire you very much."
Like a trial, Gui Xinzi looked like a winner.
Sure enough, he still likes to see people helpless, struggling, and tortured.
Every piece of the past was dug out and exposed to the sun by Gui Xinzi, and all the unbearable things came out at once, as if they were about to drown people.
A sense of suffocation surrounded Huai Zhun, and the things he desperately wanted to forget became the joke of Nobuko Eki.
He hoarsely tried to scream, but it was all in vain.
The more he struggled, the happier Gui Xinzi smiled, as if he was admiring the most beautiful scene in the world.
Finally, he gently lifted Huaizhun's chin with his fingertips, with a smile on his lips.
But it was full of cold murderous intent.
"What's the use of people like you living? How about dying?"
After saying that, he took Huaizhun's limp palm and stuffed it with something hard and cold.
Huaizhun lowered his eyes slightly, and what caught his eye was a sharp dagger.
His hand couldn't help but tremble, and then he wanted to let go, but Gui Xinzi held Huaizhun's hand tightly.
He looked at Huaizhun and continued to smile, "Don't be afraid, it's just death. What could be more painful than your little junior sister not wanting you anymore? You have nothing in this world, you only have yourself..."
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There was a burning pain in the palm of my hand, and something hot flowed out.
I don't know why, Huaizhun seemed to have lost his consciousness in an instant, and everything was at the mercy of Gui Xinzi.
His careless life flashed through his mind, as if he had nothing in the first place.
He looked at the blood that was still flowing out of his palm, lowered his eyes slightly, and opened and closed his mouth, full of bitterness.
The hand holding Huaizhun's palm relaxed slightly, with some encouragement, "What are you waiting for?"
Gui Xinzi enjoyed his appearance very much. He seemed like a well-deserved savior who was about to give them a second life.
Huaizhun suddenly laughed silently. When he raised his eyes and looked at Gui Xinzi again, there was a sense of ridicule in his eyes.
He couldn't speak, but he made a mouth shape.
Although it is silent, it is so sonorous and powerful. [How dare an eunuch speak arrogant words?]
Gui Xinzi's face turned pale by the way, and Huaizhun immediately waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed Gui Xinzi in the chest.
This stab seemed to use up all the strength. Huaizhun couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, and the passing strength was like his own life.
Hearing the noise, Feng Qi immediately became alert, and he and Xuan Si rushed back immediately.
The area around the carriage was still quiet, with no sign of anyone.
But Feng Qi's sharp eyes saw blood seeping out from the base of the carriage, one drop after another, and it was so red that it was dazzling.
The kettle in Fengqi's hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
She quickly stepped forward and opened the car curtain, but what she saw in front of her made Feng Qi's expression change, and he couldn't help but step back.
A long, sharpened wooden stick was seen piercing Huaizhun's head, and blood was constantly pouring out of the wound, like gurgling spring water.
His eyes were wide open and full of hatred, staring at the person who opened the curtain.
His body was upright, one hand was tied around his neck with a rope, and he stretched out his fingers to make a silent sound.
Someone touched it intentionally.
A wave of coldness shot from the soles of his feet straight to his forehead, and the hairs all over his body stood up. Feng Qi felt that he was going crazy.
Her hands were shaking constantly, but her consciousness was completely blank. She didn't know what she was thinking, and her mind was filled with thoughts of her death.
The powerless coldness had swallowed up Feng Qi with lightning speed, swallowing up her last consciousness as well.
Xuan Si only glanced at the scenery inside the carriage and stood in front of Feng Qi without hesitation.
But it was too late, Feng Qi stood there like a stone carving.
"Feng Qi, Feng Qi!"
After calling several times, Feng Qi still didn't respond, as if he was really frightened.
Xuan Si frowned. A man who cut off other people's heads without blinking an eye was now frightened like this. Maybe he was really frightened to the extreme.
Xuan Si shook Fengqi's body, but Fengqi's body was straight and stiff, completely resembling a puppet.
Xuan Si immediately put Feng Qi into his arms, hoping that this would make Feng Qi feel better.
But at this time, Feng Qi completely lost all perception of the outside world. She couldn't hear Xuan Si's voice, couldn't feel Xuan Si's heartbeat, and couldn't even see Xuan Si's appearance.
Only the corpses of herself and Huaizhun were left in her world. The senior brother who had always been by her side was dead.
Still using this method and this posture, he died quietly in front of himself.
It turns out that people cannot scream when they are extremely frightened and sad. This chapter has been completed!
