Three days later, Feng Xiaowu woke up, he looked left and right before breathing a sigh of relief, the memories of that day had not faded, and the palpitations were still lingering in his heart.

Before I knew it, beads of sweat flowed from my forehead again.

"Whew...... Whose eyes are they? It's really scary. He muttered under his breath.

At this time, Yan Qiu pushed the door in, "You're awake." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yan Qiu turned around, looked at Feng Xiaowu's pale face and cold sweat, and asked, "Those eyes gave you a big impact?"

"No!" Feng Xiaowu said categorically, it was not an impact, but a destruction! The fear of that day appeared in his eyes, and his body trembled involuntarily, "There is a soul hidden in that eye! It is trying to devour me!"

This is a fear that Feng Xiaowu has never experienced, far more desperate than death!

A strange soul entered his body and walked the world in his likeness, and his soul was forever trapped in that painting.

Yan Qiu showed a strange look, she watched Feng Xiaowu gradually calm down, and said, "The sword master has already found out who those eyes are in the painting." ”

"Who is it?" Feng Xiaowu asked in surprise.

Yan Qiu shook his head, "The sword master said that if you wake up, you can go to the main hall to find him." ”

After Yan Qiu finished speaking, he left.

Feng Xiaowu calmed down for a moment, and was about to get up to find the sword master when another person rushed in.

"Peacock?" Feng Xiaowu half-got up, looking puzzled, "What's the matter?"

The peacock gasped, grabbed Feng Xiaowu's and pulled it out, "Don't ask, you hurry up!"

Feng Xiaowu was even more puzzled, he followed the peacock and took a few steps forward, and at the same time asked, "What's wrong? Where do you want me to go?"

"Leave Sword Mountain, the sooner the better!" the peacock kept dragging Feng Xiaowu with an eager face.

"What the hell is going on, what is going on?" Feng Xiaowu simply stood in place and stopped moving, frowning and looking at the peacock, "Don't worry, let's make things clear first." ”

The peacock looked out of the door from time to time, stepped on his feet and said hurriedly, "Did you tell Senior Sister Yanqiu that there is a soul in that painting?"

"Hmm. Feng Xiaowu nodded.

"The sword master found out, those eyes are Feng Wu, the ancestor of the Feng family!" The peacock glared at Feng Xiaowu, "If the sword master knows, will he choose you or Feng Wu?"

"How is it possible!" Feng Xiaowu was shocked.

"How is it impossible!" Peacock said hurriedly, "Think about why your name is Feng Xiaowu? Think about why the Feng family was willing to be exterminated in order to send you away? Think about why only you can't look at a simple painting?"

A series of questions smashed at Feng Xiaowu, and he was suddenly startled, like waking up from a big dream, and the fear of that day resurfaced in his heart.

"I ......" Feng Xiaowu wanted to explain, but he couldn't even find an excuse to convince himself, his face turned pale, and his eyes became helpless. At this moment, he felt as if his life had been written into time, everything was already predestined, and he was just a puppet moving along it.

Some irrelevant things were strung up by peacocks, like a big mountain falling into Feng Xiaowu's heart lake, and the turbid waves were surging around, and he was directly stunned there.

"Don't be in a daze! Hurry up!" the peacock urged again.

"Good!good!good!" Feng Xiaowu gasped for breath and stumbled out.

"By the way, if you find out that I'm gone, how do you explain?" Feng Xiaowu suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the peacock.

"Why are you worried about me? I'm a disciple of Sword Mountain, and they love me like this. Hurry up and go!" The peacock pushed Feng Xiaowu's back and urged again.

But this time, Feng Xiaowu stood still.

"Why are you still stunned!" the peacock chirped.

Yan Qiu's voice sounded from the front, "Senior Sister Peacock, what are you doing?"

"Senior Sister Yan Qiu!" The peacock was startled, and when he saw Yan Qiu, he had already rushed forward and hugged her arms, "Xiao Wu!

Where did Feng Xiaowu dare to stop, he hurriedly staggered his position and ran out.

"If you go, the peacock will be imprisoned in a cold cave for eternity, and he will not be allowed to come out for half a step. Yan Qiu didn't struggle, just spoke indifferently.

Feng Xiaowu immediately stopped walking and stopped moving.

"Hey, stupid! there are no cold caves on Sword Mountain, she lied to you, you should leave quickly!" Peacock looked at Feng Xiaowu speechlessly, with a sentence written on his face: Are you an idiot?

Feng Xiaowu walked towards the two, "Peacock, if you let go, she won't be able to catch me." ”

"Leave you alone!" Peacock snorted, flicked his arms to the side, turned his back to the two of them and made up his mind not to care about Feng Xiaowu's life or death.

"Now everything has nothing to do with peacocks, if you can catch me, I'm willing to go with you. Feng Xiaowu said.

"You can leave the peacock alone. Yan Qiu said, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in her calm and indifferent voice.

"There's not much more to say. Feng Xiaowu looked at Yan Qiu, "If you don't do it, I'll leave." ”

And then. Yan Qiu suddenly threw over a bottle.

"What?" Xiao Wu instinctively catched.

It was a jade bottle, slightly cool to the hand, and there were more than ten pills inside, which were stuffed to the brim.

"The peacock's body has not fully recovered, one pill a day, and more than ten days of recuperation can be fully recovered. Yan Qiu said calmly.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaowu looked puzzled, his gaze kept wandering between the jade bottle, Yan Qiu, and the peacock, "What does this mean?"

"Take the peacock with you and take care of her. Yan Qiu's face was indifferent, and his tone was calm.

"What?" Feng Xiaowu and Peacock said in unison.

Peacock snorted at Feng Xiaowu and continued, "I don't want to go with him." ”

"Senior Sister Peacock, you really don't want to go down the mountain with him?" Yan Qiu confirmed again.

"Of course I want to go down the mountain. The peacock looked in the other direction and nodded on tiptoe, "Senior sister, didn't you come here to catch him?"

Yan Qiu didn't answer, just touched the peacock's head, "Don't make trouble when you're outside, if you meet someone who can't be beaten, run to Sword Mountain." ”

"Alright, you two go quickly. Yan Qiu leaned aside and watched the two leave.

"No, I haven't reached the Heavenly Realm yet, so I can't leave here. Peacock suddenly looked at Feng Xiaowu, "You can go by yourself." ”

Feng Xiaowu was already stunned, and he didn't know what these two people were going to do.

Yan Qiu looked at the peacock and said, "When you recover from your injury, stepping into the heavenly realm is a matter of course, don't care about this." ”

"Is that so?" Peacock thought for a moment, stepped forward and hugged Yanqiu, "Senior sister, when I miss you, I'll come back." ”

After saying that, the peacock turned around and left.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaowu hurriedly chased after him.

After the two disappeared, three more people walked out, and the person in the front was the sword master, and Yu Qiu stood there with a calm face, as if he knew that there was someone there from the beginning.

"This girl is gone after all. Lu Qingchi sighed.

"Among the disciples, Peacock has the best talent, and coming back may bring us some surprises. The sword master looked at the direction where the two were leaving.

"But Sword Master, you let the peacock girl go through the training, why don't you want a few old guys to follow?" Elder Jian Yi frowned, "Do you really think Feng Xiaowu can protect the peacock girl?"

"If you really want to follow, what kind of experience are you talking about?" the sword master smiled, "Not to mention that there is an inexplicable relationship between Feng Xiaowu and Feng Wu, just Dao Zong has forgotten that he is still doing well, this son is definitely not a short-lived ghost." He is willing to do his best to protect the peacock, and the peacock will naturally not be in any danger. ”

"I hope so. Lu Qingchi sighed.

......

In a cell in the old capital of Yunguo, the sound of iron cables continued.

"It's tough. The executioner smirked as he flung an iron rope and whipped a man in the air, Cai Wou-Ki.

The jailer's eyes showed joy, and what he liked most was not to listen to the prisoner's wail, but to watch the prisoner's will break down little by little.

Before meeting Cai Wou-ki, no one could hold up a stick of incense in his hands, and Cai Wou-Ki had held on for a day and night, and he hadn't even hummed.

At first, he thought that the torture device that sealed Cai Wuji's body was malfunctioning, but after several inspections, he found that it was because his will was too tenacious.

Chess meets opponents, drinks meet confidants, and jailers meet criminals.

"Huh. Cai Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood, sneered and didn't say a word more. He was already covered in bruises, whip marks, knife marks, and brand marks...... The leg bones were broken in many places, and his hair was scattered, compared with his arrogant posture back then, it was really a heaven and a place.

"Hopefully you'll last a little longer. The jailer sneered as he took a small knife from the rack of torture instruments and put it into the fire to roast it slowly.

The knife is slender and can easily penetrate the fat of the skin to the internal organs, and the red-hot blade will quickly burn the wound, so there is no need to think about bleeding to death. He had only used this method once, and the man who was as hard as steel had only held up a cup of tea and began to beg for mercy.

At this time, the door of the dungeon was opened.

The jailer turned around and immediately knelt down trembling, "I've seen my lord." ”

"No courtesy. A cold female voice came from under the veil.

The jailer stood up, but did not dare to move, and watched nervously as the man walked towards him, and then towards the prisoner.

"Who are you?" Cai Wou-Ki held his head high and stared at those eyes.

Although it has been a long time, some things seem to be engraved in the bones and will not be forgotten at all.

Those gentle eyes used to be, could it really be her?

The woman didn't respond, but slowly scanned Cai Wuji's injuries, looking at every inch very carefully.

The woman walked slowly around for a quarter of an hour before she looked away and began to look around, when the burning, red-hot knife caught her attention.

"What is this?" she asked curiously.

The jailer hurried forward and gave a general explanation of the use of the torture instrument.

The woman laughed, "It's quite interesting." ”

With that, she picked up the hot knife, looked at it slightly, and then stabbed the jailer in the lower abdomen with a backhand.

"Ahh

The next moment, the jailer fell limply to the ground.

Cai Wuji's pupils, who were hanging his head down, contracted involuntarily, and he noticed a trace of abnormal aura.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Cai Wuji without looking up, lowering his head.

"You already know the answer, don't you?" the woman walked slowly towards Cai Wuji, "My dear little junior brother. ”

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