Zhusun still looked frail, but Fengqi didn't dare to relax at all.
To this day, Feng Qi still remembers how Zhusun dodged his sword. Zhusun was definitely very human.
The Shura Hall is located deep in the mountains, and has the same characteristics as the Brahmaji Valley.
It's just that the place chosen for Shura Hall is steeper and surrounded by dark dense forests.
Just following the traces of bamboo fungus, Feng Qi was still able to travel freely in the dense forest.
But in the blink of an eye, Bamboo Sun led Feng Qi into a gloomy and desolate forest.
The two of them stood, and the first person to speak was Zhusun.
"Feng Qi, why are you chasing me so closely? Do you really want to kill me so much?"
Feng Qi approached step by step, "Of course I want to kill you, and I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives to pay homage to my brother's soul!"
"Brother? Hehehe."
As if he heard something funny, Zhusun suddenly laughed loudly and uncontrollably.
"Fengqi, Fengqi, do you really think of yourself as Yunzhuo? Do you still need me to remind you how Yunzhuo died? Yunzhuo died because of it! You, Fengqi, you are the owner of the Yun family
The source of trouble!"
He pointed at Feng Qi with his finger and smiled mysteriously.
"If it weren't for you serving Qi, Yun Zhuo wouldn't have died in an unknown way. We followed you to the Yun family. Why, if you think you want to avenge them, then kill yourself first..."
"Also, your senior brother was pregnant and died because of you. That senior brother only had eyes for you."
Feng Qi pursed his lips and said nothing, but kept getting closer.
The sword was pointed at Bamboo Sun, but before he could get close, many men in black emerged from behind him.
When the blades met, Bamboo Sun laughed more and more crazily.
"Feng Qi, see you next time."
Surrounded by men in black, his figure disappeared into the night, seemingly disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The man in black who appeared did not leave with Zhusun, but kept approaching Fengqi, as if to surround him.
Feng Qi was shocked and finally thought about something clearly.
Zhusun's goal has always been himself, and he just deliberately lured him away. He was afraid of Xuansi.
When Xuan Si finally followed the trail and arrived, the scene in front of him made him slightly stunned.
Feng Qi's body was covered in blood, with thick blood dripping down his fingers, hair, and blade.
The fishy smell was like the tide flooding the rocks, overwhelming and entering the nasal cavity, making people unable to help but feel nauseous.
Feng Qi seemed to have exhausted all his strength, kneeling on one knee and shaking his body.
Her loose black hair covered half of her face, like a Shura who had just crawled out of hell, full of murderous aura.
The corpses of men in black were everywhere around her, and she stood there, like a painting that could not be washed away.
"Feng Qi..."
When Feng Qi heard the sound, he gave Xuan Si a cold look.
She was still immersed in the killing just now, and the blood in her eyes had not had time to dissipate.
Step by step, Xuan Si crouched down and looked at Feng Qi at eye level, as if comforting Feng Qi who was being killed countless times.
"It's okay..."
Feng Qi finally couldn't bear the things she had accumulated for a long time, and she burst into tears. This was the closest she had ever been to Yun Zhuo.
Unbridled crying, unconcealed sadness.
Her senior brother is dead, just like what Zhusun said, the senior brother who has been protecting her is dead, because he died.
Everyone in the Yun family should not have ended up like this, but everything was different because of his appearance.
If he hadn't appeared, maybe Yunyang wouldn't have died, nothing would have happened to Yun Sheng, and Yun Qi wouldn't have died...
Fengqi...you are the sinner...
After bringing Feng Qi back, she was in a coma for three days. She had nightmares every day, sweating profusely all the time, and the words she uttered in her dreams were mostly crying and some kind of mourning.
Yun Sheng has returned to Yun Mansion safely, and Feng Qi has done what she promised Yun Qing.
She sent Yunqing's last sister, her last concern, back safely.
But it is a pity that Lu Youran died in the battle. Gu Nianqing tried his best to protect her, but the strong Lu Youran still died.
Gu Nianqing said that people like Lu Youran seemed to be born for the battlefield. If it were not for the unjust case and if it were not for her status, she was destined to be the best general in the capital.
When Feng Qi woke up, he had returned to Fanji Valley, and the people who had been guarding him were Xuan Si and Bai Feng.
Feng Qi slowly sat up with Xuan Si's help, feeling that everything in front of him was still a little blurry.
Bai Feng is not very old, but he has a maturity that is different from his peers.
Perhaps it was because Yao Lao Su Boling was too naughty, so Bai Feng, who was used to cleaning up Su Boling's messes, had such a sophisticated look.
Seeing Feng Qi waking up, Bai Feng just lazily raised his eyes.
"Awake? Do you still remember who you are?"
His voice was calm and calm, with a hint of childishness unique to him.
Feng Qi rubbed his temples and said, "Thank you."
Bai Feng withdrew his gaze and began to collect the bottles and jars scattered on the table.
If it weren't for that guy Su Boling who had to guard it by himself, Bai Feng wouldn't waste time on such a thing.
"I'll come see you again in three days. The owner of the valley told me not to go out for half a month."
After saying these words, Bai Feng carried his suitcase and left.
Xuan Si poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Feng Qi, with a gentle voice, "Just have a good rest these days. You don't have to worry about Master Qi. Someone will be sent to the underground city."
Feng Qi took a sip of hot water and felt that his throat felt much better.
"anything else?"
Xuan Si lowered his head and did not look at Feng Qi. He just lowered his eyes and tucked in Feng Qi's quilt.
"After such an experience, the imperial court has restrained its actions. It should not cause much trouble for a while, but..."
He didn't finish what he said, he stopped talking.
Feng Qi took over his words, "Are you just worried that they are planning a bigger plot?"
Xuan Si nodded slightly, acquiescing.
The two were silent for a long time, and Feng Qi lay back again, "Does master know your identity?"
Xuan Si's tone was calm, "I know, maybe I know."
Xuan Si still held the folding fan in his hand, but the edge was red, like blood.
Following Feng Qi's line of sight, Xuan Si also cast his gaze on the fan in his hand. He paused and smiled helplessly.
"I don't know why, I can't wash it off."
He simply closed the fan and handed the sharp blade at his waist to Feng Qi, "Let it follow you from now on."
Feng Qi did not raise his eyes. This sword was indeed a rare item. It cut iron like clay and was as powerful as breaking bamboo. He was also very comfortable in using it.
She raised her eyes and looked into Xuan Si's eyes, as if she wanted to see something, but in the end she just restrained all her thoughts.
"Who are you? What is your relationship with the dungeon?"
Xuan Si straightened his robe unhurriedly, "I also want to tell you, but it's not the time yet, but you will always know."
Feng Qi didn't ask further questions, he just closed his eyes, turned around and faced the wall, his voice was a little dull.
"I'm tired, I want to have a good sleep."
"I won't be in Fanji Valley these days. Please be good and don't cause trouble."
Feng Qi only heard a rustling sound, which seemed to be Xuan Si standing up and patting his clothes, and then the sound of footsteps getting further away.
Feng Qi felt that his eyelids were a little sore, but he couldn't sleep no matter what.
The person behind the Five Chiefs is the Emperor Sheng Siqing, but he is just a commoner. He is the Emperor, and no one dares to offend him among thousands of people.
Now that all the power in the world is in the hands of Sheng Siqing, he has nothing to fear.
So why does he target himself everywhere?
Did he want to kill himself? But he clearly had so many opportunities to do it, why didn't he just kill himself?
Or just as Sheng Siming said, he wanted to get something from himself.
Feng Qi frowned slightly. He didn't have anything that he had always treasured. Everything was given by Yin Li. What could he have?
Or is it your own origin?
But how do they know that they are looking for them? Because of their face?
Impossible, even if they saw themselves as a child, who could recognize him now that more than ten years have passed?
Countless hypotheses kept running through her mind, only to be rejected by her countless times.
The sky gradually dimmed, and the sun set over the west mountain, leaving behind a sky filled with sunset glow that dyed the sky red.
Bai Feng suddenly opened the door, walked to Feng Qi's bed with a calm gaze, looked at Feng Qi's motionless figure, and spoke indifferently.
"I know you haven't slept. My master wants you to move to our place. He has to watch you day and night to feel at ease."
Hearing this, Feng Qi sat up and asked, "Mr. Su?"
Bai Feng glanced at Feng Qi and responded dully, with no emotion at all.
"My master said that his little darling is delicate and frail and cannot bear the grievances. He suffered such a serious injury during this trip, which is really heart-breaking and uncomfortable. He really doesn't trust the old immortal owner of the valley.
I still want to take care of you, so I specially asked me to come and pick you up. From now on, I will always follow you and never leave you."
After Bai Feng finished speaking, he lazily raised his eyes. Although he called out his senior sister, Feng Qi really couldn't see the slightest respect from him.
Knowing Su Boling's temper, if he didn't agree, he would probably cause chaos in his yard.
It doesn't matter to me, I'm just afraid that Rong Siyan and Bai Feng will suffer some hardships at that time.
Feng Qi nodded slightly, "I'll go there later."
Unexpectedly, Bai Feng said directly: "Senior sister, you don't need to move, my master has already asked people to move everything here."
Fengqi:……
After saying that, Bai Feng was about to turn around and leave, but Feng Qi repeatedly called him to stop him.
Before Feng Qi could say anything, Bai Feng said to himself: "Senior sister, please wait patiently. I will prepare a medicinal bath for senior sister."
Feng Qi was stunned on the spot. Medicinal bath? Him? Bai Feng?
Her face turned blue and white, "I can do these things myself, how can I bother my junior brother?"
Bai Feng sighed helplessly, with a look of despair on his face, "Master said that now, Senior Sister, you are my God. If Senior Sister has any trouble, he will refine me into a medicine man. Junior Brother
I don’t want to die yet, senior sister, just rest.”
Although Bai Feng always had a cold face, his last few words were obviously gritted teeth.
If his master threatened him like this, who wouldn't be angry? He would be so angry that he would die.
Feng Qi had always known about Su Boling, but he had never thought that he would threaten his precious disciple like this.
How could he say it?
Feng Qi felt a little funny inexplicably, and most of the depression in his heart dissipated.
She stretched out comfortably, with a rare smile on her face.
Killing Guanyin, Gui Xinzi, and Sheng Siqing...
Underground city...
Feng Qi closed his eyes. Maybe there was something else he hadn't thought of, such as something he had been ignoring.
A person's name suddenly flashed through her mind. If this was really the case, everything seemed to make sense.
She bit her lip and said nothing.
In this troubled world, she must live well with Yunzhuo and Huaizhun's share.
I don’t care about those people’s disturbances… This chapter has been completed!
