86_86259 Back in the room, Mu Feng leaned on the wooden window to look out the window at the beautiful fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist and suffering from gains and losses, but his mind was not as full of thoughts as he imagined, but was unusually calm and could almost be described as blank.

Is there anything more powerful than nothing? Mu Feng felt strong for the first time, this is the so-called mental growth, right? When you have nothing, you are the most powerful!

I don't know how long it has been, watching the sea of clouds rolling in front of him at sunset, Mu Feng came back to his senses, looked at the empty house, and sighed deeply.

Qianyi is now practicing in the secret room, and Mu Feng is the only one left in the room, and there is no one to talk to. However, Mu Feng is used to being lonely, because he is not a person who likes to talk, especially nonsense.

This kind of quietness is what he has always longed for, he took off the jade pendant from his neck, and frowned slightly when he looked at the simple but intriguing carved pattern on it.

After two battles of life and death, Mu Feng seemed to believe the opinion of Siyin and the others, that is, this piece of jade peri had been blessed with some kind of powerful magic circle, but this magic circle seemed to be able to be used only once.

Otherwise, why didn't it react at all when facing the three-headed wolf?

I think it must have been a talisman given to the royal family by a certain enlightened master a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be used on my body.

But Mu Feng was a thoughtful person, and he soon realized that this piece of jade was definitely not that simple.

If the magic circle infused with the jade pendant inside can only be used once, then why is Zhao Chong so persistent?

Thinking of these Mu Feng's heart is also heavy, he has no value to Zhao Chong now, and the only value he can think of is probably as Siyin and others said, that is, the simple and unpretentious jade pendant in his hand.

"Is it decided?"

The sky gradually dimmed as the sun set, and Mu Feng and Siyin fought side by side on Santai Mountain, illuminated by stars, looking at the ethereal sea of clouds rolling under the moonlight.

"If it were you, what would you choose?" Mu Feng asked in a calm voice.

Siyin changed his previous coquettishness, looked at the mountains in the distance in the sea of clouds, waited for a while, and then smiled bitterly: "Once I was like you, there was a person I cared about and cared about dying in front of me. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Mu Feng also turned his head in surprise, and looked at the little face in the moonlight whose eyes were slightly red at the moment, but who were smiling and stubborn.

"She's my senior sister. That day, I watched her disappear into the distance, but there was nothing I could do. The only thing I can do is to live well and work hard with her. There is no such thing as an absolute in this world, so let's live well for them."

Siyin smiled bitterly, but turned around to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm sorry"

Although Siyin tried his best to hide it, the helpless sourness still made Mu Feng feel it deeply.

It was hard for Mu Feng to imagine what kind of changes the senior sister in Siyin's mouth had encountered, but he could understand it from Siyin's sense of sadness.

"That's why I'm willing to stay and help you, because it's really hard. And I know that your heart hurts a lot more than I did at the beginning, but Mu Feng, you have to understand that there are many things that we can't control, and it's destined in the dark, isn't it? ”

Siyin smiled and smiled slightly, her eyes were slightly reddened, and her charming face turned to Mu Feng, which was irresistible in such an environment, and she had a strong desire to protect.

"Who's going to do?" Mu Feng slowly closed his eyes and smiled contemptuously.

"Fate," Siyin sighed softly.

"And what is fate? How does it doom my past, and my present and future? I am destined to have the first half of my life and the second half of my life, and I will hold it in my hands."

Mu Feng's eyes converged, a trace of cold chill flashed in his eyes, and there was a "gurgling" sound in his fists.

"Only when there is attachment can we let go of attachment, and only when we have concern can we give up attachment. Why can't you learn to forget jì? It's actually very easy to forget jì, as long as you don't look at it, don't think about it, don't remember it, you forget it. It's like ~ the sky after the fireworks."

Siyin suddenly looked up at the stars in the night sky, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a poignant smile, which made Mu Feng feel in a trance for a moment.

"If you don't work hard, how can you get results? How easy is it to let go? ”

This conversation made Mu Feng deeply realize that Siyin is really not simple, the way of thinking, speech and demeanor seem to be so mature and sophisticated after vicissitudes, Siyin has refreshed the influence in Mu Feng's heart again and again, is it wise and foolish?

"There are some things that don't necessarily end up being good after you work hard, or even going to have results. All you need now is restraint, restraint, and restraint. Because you don't have the capacity for revenge yet. You are not qualified to publicize it, and what I mean by giving up is to put yourself in an inconspicuous position for the time being, and in the future you will be like the moon to illuminate the darkness of the past."

Siyin shook his head and didn't agree with Mu Feng's words, and the jade finger was gently raised, pointing at Mingyue above the heads of the two and said seriously.

Mu Feng also followed her fingers yearning, the single chair was empty, and the bright moon was gone. It is the best portrayal of Mu Feng at this moment, Mu Feng doesn't know why Siyin said this to him, and he doesn't know when he has an inexplicable sense of trust in Siyin, this feeling has never been seen in anyone before.

Where Siyin is there, I feel very down-to-earth.

"Thank you," after being silent for a long time, the corners of Mu Feng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

"There's nothing thankful for, I just don't want to see you continue to sink like this, and I'm really looking forward to what it will be like for you to return to Moon City one day," Siyin sneered.

"New hatred and old hatred together," Mu Feng's eyes converged, and he said these words in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Siyin also trembled, and then smiled coquettishly, "Hehe, it seems that I also have the old man's preaching skills, that is to say, you have already made your own choice?" ”

Mu Feng nodded, he felt that such a choice was too difficult and difficult before, but now that he thinks about it, it seems to be the same thing, but one thing is certain, he and Zhao Chong must have one fall in the near future!

"This choice is extremely correct, okay, while the moonlight is beautiful tonight, the injuries on your body are almost healed, and the Sanqing Sword Style will show me?" Siyin smiled lightly.

In the past two days, Mu Feng has barely closed his eyes, especially when the deadline for the last day has arrived, Mu Feng is even more restless pacing back and forth in front of the main hall.

Shi Shan and a few disciples stood quietly in front of the stone steps, all anxiously waiting, and even Si Yin put away the Xi and the smile that had been hanging on his face all day long became stern.

In the past two days, Mu Feng has been restless, and can only rely on sword practice to vent and forget about this matter for the time being. But once he stopped, his heart would become extremely depressed, making him breathless, just two days was more uncomfortable for Mu Feng than after two years, and he felt tormented.

Everyone waited from morning to sunset, and finally saw several white-clothed people at the edge of the square below hurriedly running out from the direction of the downhill, without stopping at all, and went straight to the tall stone steps.

"How's it going?" Chu Zhen's face was gloomy, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he went straight to the point and asked them.

Qian Yi, who was standing beside Mu Feng, also looked at Mu Feng's calm appearance with a solemn expression, and after letting out a light sigh, he reached out and patted Mu Feng lightly on the shoulder twice.

"More than 100 people, men and women, young and old, were killed. The bodies were burned on the spot"

After several disciples glanced at each other, one of them said in a deep voice to everyone.

"Bastard!" "Damn! This brute, "Qianyi" and Siyin expressed their anger almost at the same time.

Chu Zhen's brows furrowed instantly, his face became extremely ugly, and even Shi Shan, who wanted to be gentle and elegant, frowned slightly and glanced at Mu Feng.

However, Mu Feng's mind suddenly became blank, and then it was dark in front of him, if it wasn't for Qianyi supporting him in time, and calling loudly, I was afraid that Mu Feng would have fainted at this moment.

"Damn~ Zhao Chong, Zhao Chong, I must kill you!!"

Mu Feng's tears came out of his eyes, he half-knelt on the ground, clenched his fist with his right hand, punched one punch after another on the floor of the white marble, and he didn't care about the pain, and after a few punches, the skin of the fist was worn out, and the blood continued to drip down the fingernails.

Compared with the pain in the right hand, everyone knew in their hearts that Mu Feng's heart was much more painful at this moment.

Although Mu Feng rarely has too much contact with the royal clan, especially some royal relatives on the periphery, he is a stubborn child in the eyes of those elders, but he is the most capable and indifferent one among his peers, so almost no one in the royal family is willing to take the initiative to chat with him except for his dead brother Muchen.

But even so, blood is thicker than water after all, and these are their relatives.

"Zhao Chong~!! I'm going to kill you!! I must break your body into thousands of pieces, and cut you with a thousand knives!! ”

Mu Feng knelt on the ground, suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The angry voice resounded in the sky and echoed between the mountains and forests, and many disciples in the square below also stopped to look in the direction of the main hall.

Everyone in front of the main hall was silent, and it was useless for anyone to say anything at this time, it was better to let Mu Feng himself slowly accept this reality that was difficult for outsiders to accept.

A few days later, in the dense forest under Santai Mountain, the woman in the hat quietly felt the birds and insects in the surrounding woods, and soon two men in black wearing masks appeared in front of her.

"The Lord was very angry, but he didn't expect that even if he had done this, he would not go down the mountain," a man in black said in a deep voice.

"Anger? I think it's sad that this kind of inhuman thing can be done. Didn't he say just to scare and scare him? The woman said coldly