In the past few days, Jin Yan stayed in this unknown house, although he had seen many Black Feather Killers that night, including the woman who pretended to be injured, but after a few days, all of them were gone. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Only Qing Xuan came over from time to time, and he talked to her without a match, teaching her some martial arts and the analysis of the situation in the world, and finally found a way to relieve her boredom in the black feather.

At first, the two people who were cold and lonely couldn't speak a few words a day, but then they gradually became acquainted.

"Qingxuan, when did you enter the Black Feather?"

"Qingxuan, how many people have you killed?"

"Qing Xuan, who did you learn your martial arts from?"

"Qingxuan, did someone say that you have few words?"

"Green ......"

Qing Xuan turned around, the smiling woman in front of her was slim, long gone, the bow in her hand had been put down, and her complexion was becoming whiter and whiter with her lotus-colored dress.

He sighed in his heart, that is, he has been gentle to her in the past few days, and he will open a dyeing workshop if he gives some color, but then he thinks that this girl has no friends in the mansion or even in the whole of Pingjing, and he is the only one who is relatively close.

Thinking like this, Qing Xuan's iron-stiff face gradually stretched, and his voice became softer: "I thought you were as quiet as me, but who knows how many days we have been together - you are actually a talker." ”

"Do you say yes?"

He stepped forward, tore off the arrow on the target, which was far away from the heart, and replied, "I'll have to find you a weapon to take advantage of." ”

Over and over again, these days have been practicing martial arts. Because of Jinyan's special identity, in addition to martial arts, Qingxuan can't help much, the huge black feather can come out in large numbers, and I don't know why the envoy sent himself over, seeing that more than ten days have passed, Jinyan's kung fu has never improved.

Xu is saw the helplessness between Qing Xuan's eyebrows, and looked around, suddenly stared at the small pebbles under his feet, squatted down, picked up two, and threw them towards Qing Xuan.

Seven points of strength and three points of accuracy, and this time it hit Qing Xuan's eyebrows directly. Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, waved his long sword out of the sheath, only to hear the crisp sound between the gold and stone, and the stone bullet flew away.

Qing Xuan's long sword is called Streamer, which has the same name as the sword of Wu Wangsun Gaozhu, and was given by his teacher during the Chongshun Star Disaster. The sword body is long, resolute and strong, engraved with the word "streamer" on the small seal, and when it dances, it is all flowing - out of the cold light faintly blue, which is very commensurate with the cold appearance of Qingxuan.

Rao was like this, and when he was hit by the stone of the truth, he still made a crisp sound. She didn't think so, Qing Xuan was really shocked in her heart, and the hand she was holding obviously felt a lot of shaking from the sword body.

Qing Xuansan stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Jinyan's arm, and looked at her fingers with interest. The fingers like rootless white jade are soft and slender, and slight cocoon marks can be faintly seen.

"How's your finger power?"

Being caught by Qing Xuan like this, Jin Yan's brows furrowed, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he subconsciously wanted to retract, but he was powerless to resist, but seeing that he was just staring at his fingers, he relaxed slightly.

"When I was in the Li Mansion, although I was a personal maidservant, Miss was not like an ordinary daughter, she liked to make xylophone wooden swords with us, the sound of silk strings was small, and fine iron strings were often used.

Qing Xuan's face showed joy: "That's it." You don't need a special weapon, you can attack things like rocks on the side of the road, just increase your finger power a little and you'll be able to do it! ”

Hearing this, Jin Yan nodded thoughtfully, he didn't expect Qing Xuan to let him choose such a weapon. If you think about it, in the future missions, there will be frequent dangers, and it would be a good thing if the weapon could be readily available.

Thinking like this, Jin Yan quickly grabbed the remaining stones on the ground and smiled at Qing Xuan: "Then you have to take care of it!" ”

In the courtyard, the blue shadows moved rapidly, and the stones flew towards the black-clothed man standing in the center like sharp arrows that flew away. Qing Xuan lifted his qi and quickly flipped it, only to see bursts of light swaying in the atrium, and there was an endless sound of hitting in his ears.

Qing Xuan just closed his eyes and listened to the direction of the sound, and then sent all the stones from all directions flying, and his actions were always within one step.

After an hour, Jin Yan finally used up all his weapons and leaned on a camellia tree in the courtyard with all his might. At this time, it was already the wax moon, the branches and leaves were withered, and it was extremely cold.

Qing Xuan saw the loneliness in her eyes, so he put away his sword and walked over, leaning against the other end of the tree trunk with his hands crossed. This girl who often thinks about it probably started thinking about all kinds of things in the Li Mansion again.

"Qingxuan, what crime did the Li family commit?"

Qing Xuan's face did not change: "Rebellion." ”

Jin Yan's heart chuckled, she could fall into the sin of being beheaded all over the house, and she had also thought of rebellion. It's just that the Li family is extremely duty-bound, how can they rebel, who stabbed them in the back and caused the entire Li family to suffer this catastrophe?

Qing Xuan saw that her beautiful face sank again, and she couldn't bear it, and just wanted to say a few words, but saw her suddenly raise her head.

"Qingxuan, are you an orphan?"

Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect her to ask herself, raised her eyes to look at the gradually rising sunset in the sky, and her eyebrows were dyed with a layer of golden red: "Sort of." ”

When I think about it, the reason why I don't talk much is that no one has ever wanted to ask, so I don't talk about it.

"I know you've looked into my background, but what did you find?"

Qing Xuan was silent.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Jin Yan didn't have any disappointment in his heart, so it is a good thing. She raised her head and let the glow hit her flawless face, the blue clothes and her entire body were soaked in the golden red glow, and in a trance, Qing Xuan actually felt that she saw a colorful bird, flying towards the sky with its wings, and the layer of armor on her body that seemed to be there was gradually hardening.

"The phoenix, where is He? On the green tung, perched on the south branch. Why can't we see it now? In the king's land, there is no good wood. Don't cry for my son, my son and my son, Qimeng has its own phoenix to come......"

"What's this tune?"

"It's not a tune," Jin Yan smiled slightly, "it's just a nursery rhyme I learned from the children next door before the Star Disaster." ”

The soft singing echoed in the atrium, and Qing Xuan closed his eyes quietly.

The tactful tune ignites a heart of revenge behind it. The listener is unintentional, but the singer is intentional......

A few days later, Jin Yan received his first assignment - three days later, as the second daughter of Jing Taifu, he married the hussar general Wang Guang and his eldest son Wang Song, so as to spy on the government and the news in the army.

It was none other than Qing Xuan who delivered the news. This was a foreseeable future, but he always felt something strange in his heart. Things that he usually doesn't care about, but at the moment he is disturbed.

It wasn't until Jin Yan, who received the task, still had a calm face, that he breathed a sigh of relief: "Wang Guanghe's son is a little special, you ......"

"It doesn't matter," Jin Yan raised a faint smile and met Qing Xuan's dark eyes, "My mission is only to spy on the news, not to enjoy the past blessings, I don't care if he is a human or a ghost." ”

It seems that I am overthinking......

Qing Xuan shrugged his shoulders and handed her a bag, and then his face returned to his usual indifference: "I hope that next time I see it, it's not your corpse." ”