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The sun is good!

The air smells of sunshine!

Feng Wushuang looked at the constantly changing scenery outside the car, but his thoughts had already drifted into the distance!

Ye Buluo's face was expressionless, like an old monk sitting there, not knowing what he was thinking!

The carriage gradually slowed down, the wind Wushuang saw a lush bamboo forest in the distance through the car window, the breeze blows, it is as beautiful as the green waves, and the air has a trace of bamboo's unique fresh fragrance, which makes people feel shocked!

The carriage stopped, Mo Changkong opened the door and smiled slightly: "Mr. Ye and Miss Feng are not far from the Tingzhu Pavilion in front of them, because there is a small road in front of them, the carriage and horses can no longer run, please move with you!"

Feng Wushuang and Ye Bu got off the carriage, Feng Wushuang raised his eyes and saw a path winding up, and a majestic pavilion could be seen looming in the dense bamboo forest on the mountainside, and the scenery was picturesque, making people forget to return!

Listen to the bamboo pavilion!

According to legend, it was built in the Wei and Jin dynasties, the famous "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest" in history is said to be wanton and happy here every day, but the age is long, I don't know whether it is true or false, but later many literati and writers like it here, maybe it is the beauty of the place, maybe it is the vassal elegance, no one knows what it is!

The wind has no double leaves and does not fall, followed Mo Changkong along the path to the bamboo pavilion, the pavilion suddenly came a melodious sound of the piano, the sound of the piano is beautiful, an elegant and gentle voice remembered: "There are friends from afar, don't say it! Today I have the honor to listen to the bamboo pavilion with Mr. Ye and Miss Feng for a while, it is really ecstatic!"

As soon as the words fell, a man in white about thirty years old had walked out of the bamboo pavilion, his dark hair was loosely tied with a golden ribbon on the back of his head, and a jade pendant was hung around his waist that was greener than bamboo leaves.

Before Ye Buluo and Feng Wushuang could speak, Mo Changkong knelt down on one knee and said, "Lord Wang, the villain is fortunate not to be dishonored, and Mr. Ye and Miss Feng have been invited!"

Park Hae-jin waved his hand to make Mo Changkong empty and asked, "Can someone trouble Mr. Ye and Miss Feng!"

Mo Changkong stood up and replied, "There are only a few small characters who don't open their eyes, and their subordinates have already sent them away!"

Park Hae-jin said: "These Central Plains martial artists have no interest, they don't go to Long Feiyun, they only think about doing something to Miss Feng, it's really shameless!"

Ye Buluo said at this time: "The prince doesn't know what is the matter with us?"

Feng Wushuang wanted to ask this sentence for a long time, but there are leaves that don't fall, and it's not easy for him to speak, if he followed Feng Wushuang's temper, I'm afraid he would have already asked!

Park Hae-jin laughed and said, "Mr. Ye is in a hurry enough, come on, let's talk in the pavilion!"

Listen to the only stone table in the bamboo pavilion has already been set up with wine and food, a stone bench put a guqin, look at the wood texture of the qin for some years!

Park Hae-jin sat down next to Qin, Mo Changkong stood behind Pak Hae-jin, and Ye Buluo and Feng Wushuang sat down opposite Pak Hae-jin!

The wine is a good wine, exudes an attractive aroma, although the dish is not expensive, but it is delicate and fragrant, the breeze blows, listen to the bamboo pavilion full of the fragrance of bamboo leaves, so that people are in it with more leisure and elegant tranquility!

Park Haizhen smiled slightly, raised his wine glass and said: "When I see it today, Mr. Ye's heroic spirit is indeed worthy of his reputation, and Miss Feng's demeanor is even more moving.

After that, Park Hae-jin raised his neck and dried the wine in his hand!

Feng Wushuang was praised in person, and he couldn't help blushing, picked up the wine on the table and tasted it, but a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the smiling Park Hae-jin like a knife!

Ye Buluo picked up the wine on the table and drank it all, coughed lightly and said, "The wine has also been drunk, what is the matter with the prince looking for us?"

Park Hae-jin smiled and did not speak, but clapped his hands!

In the bamboo forest outside the Tingzhu Pavilion, two black-clothed men walked into the Tingzhu Pavilion with a box, and after putting it down, they bowed to Park Hae-jin, then withdrew from the pavilion and returned to the bamboo forest!

Ye Buluo and Feng Wushuang didn't know what they meant, and they didn't know why Park Hae-jin would come out with a box!

After a while, Feng Wushuang said: "I don't know what the prince means?"

Park Hae-jin smiled and said, "This is a gift for the girl, why don't the girl open it and take a look?"

Feng Wushuang stepped forward, opened the box and looked inside, and couldn't help but let out an "ah" scream!

What's in the box?

It will surprise Feng Wushuang so much!

Ye Buluo was still sitting there quietly, his face did not change, no one knew what Ye Buluo was thinking?

Ye Buluo was also curious about what was in the box, what could it be that would surprise Feng Wushuang so much?

There was neither gold and silver jewelry, nor antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but a box of human hands!

And it's all left-handed, bloody wrist folding, and the deep white wrist bones are really chilling!

Feng Wushuang calmed down his fluctuating emotions for a while, looked at Park Hae-jin and asked, "I don't know what it means that the prince gave me so many left hands?"

Park Hae-jin said with a smile on his face: "Miss Feng doesn't have to make a fuss, the more than eighty human hands here could have been kept, but the owners of these hands actually want to be entangled together, which is not good for Miss Feng and Mr. Ye, so I have to cut off their hands!"

Park Hae-jin said it lightly, as if he had done a trivial thing, and he still had a faint smile on his face!

Feng Wushuang looked at Park Hae-jin, and only felt that the smiling person in white in front of him was as disgusting as a hellish ghost!

More than 80 left hands are the hands of more than 80 people in the rivers and lakes, and without these 80 people in the left hand, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future!

Ye Buluo sighed and didn't speak, maybe it was for these eighty or so people, maybe it was for this ruthless rivers and lakes!

Feng Wushuang's face was already a little ugly, and he looked at Park Hae-jin and said slowly: "It's a little cruel for the prince to do this, right? Your Excellency's hospitality is really unacceptable, the prince still tells us what you are looking for us, you might as well say it directly!"

Park Hae-jin was not moved by Feng Wushuang's cold words in the slightest, and said with a smile on his face: "Does Miss Feng think I am cruel? Let me tell you a story about when I was a child! I was only a teenager that year, and I saw my parents killed by traitors, so from then on I secretly swore that in the future, as long as someone touches what I want, I will pay it back!"

Ye Buluo said at this time: "So at that time, all the traitors were killed by you, and even their nine clans did not leave a single living mouth, it is said that many of them were still babies at that time, right?"

Park Hae-jin smiled and said, "Yes, these people deserve to die, they just hate me Even if I kill them all, my parents won't be able to live!"

Feng Wushuang said leisurely: "Actually, you have killed more people than them, aren't you tired of carrying hatred like this all day long?"

Ye Buluo said: "Let me guess the purpose of the prince inviting us here, right?

Park Hae-jin poured another glass of wine for himself, and after taking a sip, he looked at Ye Buluo and said, "Mr. Ye, please speak, listen to me!"

Ye Buluo pointed at Feng Wushuang: "The prince has done so much, I'm afraid it's just for Shuang'er!"

Park Hae-jin smiled again, his eyes were as annoying as a cunning fox, and he said unhurriedly: "What does Mr. Ye mean by this?"

Ye Buluo said: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the prince gave 100,000 taels of silver to ask for Long Feiyun's life, and Long Feiyun is so difficult to deal with, and the prince has to keep Shuang'er like others, so he is not afraid that Long Feiyun will not appear, so that the prince will even save 100,000 taels of silver, right?"

Feng Wushuang thought that Park Hae-jin would deny it, but he didn't expect Park Hae-jin to nod and say: "Yes, that's exactly what I meant, I didn't expect Mr. Ye to see it so thoroughly!

Feng Wushuang opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of hatred does Long Feiyun have with you, you must have to kill him!"

Park Hae-jin said: "I have a concubine I like very much, and I was raped and then killed by Long Feiyun, shouldn't I take revenge?"

Feng Wushuang was speechless for a while, and asked slightly, "What evidence do you have that Long Feiyun killed?"

Park Haizhen pointed to Mo Changkong behind him and said: "It was he and a few guards who did the guards that day, several guards were killed by Long Feiyun, and he also suffered a heavy blow from Long Feiyun, before fainting, I heard Long Feiyun say to my concubine that he was the famous Long Feiyun in the Central Plains, and afterwards he recuperated in bed for three months, maybe Long Feiyun was too confident in his martial arts, thinking that the heavy blow had killed him, otherwise wouldn't I even know who the enemy was?"

Feng Wushuang said: "In that case, it seems that we won't be able to leave today, right?" But there is one thing I still have to say, that is, I never believe that Long Feiyun did this!"

Park Hae-jin's face was hideous, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Okay... Good... Speaking of which, I hope that Mr. Ye and Miss Feng will not resist, you can rest assured, we will definitely treat each other with courtesy!"

Ye Buluo opened his mouth at this time: "The old blind man doesn't believe in evil, if you want to do it, please hurry up, it just so happens that Lao Tzu's hands are a little itchy!"

Feng Wushuang stood outside the Tingzhu Pavilion in red, his sword was already in his hand, reflecting the beauty of the green bamboo forest behind him!

Ye Buluo stood proudly beside Feng Wushuang, his expression was very solemn!

Park Hae-jin was still sitting in the listening bamboo pavilion, with an extra piano in his hand, and he played it by himself, the melody was sad and implied with a burst of murderous energy!

Mo Changkong and the six black-clothed people had already surrounded Ye Buluo and Feng Wushuang in the middle!

The Great War is imminent!

The air seems to be full of murderous aura!

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