When the crisp birdsong woke up the sleeping Mu Feng, he opened his eyes and looked at the misty mountains and forests in front of him, and a cold air swept in, and Mu Feng couldn't help but shiver.

Touching the cold body, Mu Feng smiled bitterly and let out a sigh.

After the weird and bewitching red-haired young man left, it didn't take long for Mu Feng to suddenly relax and fatigue hit because of his physical exhaustion, and he fell asleep in front of Qianyi's grave unconsciously, and he didn't know how long he slept this night, but his body still felt extremely weak.

If it weren't for the fact that the temperature in the valley was very low, and he **** his upper body would not be cold, Mu Feng really wanted to continue to sleep well.

After waking up, Mu Feng carefully recalled what the red-haired boy said, and now it seems that Mu Feng wondered if he was dreaming before, because everything he said was too shocking and had to make people suspicious.

After smiling bitterly, Mu Feng sat in front of Qianyi's grave, his eyes involuntarily began to redden, and he gently grabbed a handful of soil and sprinkled it on this small dirt bag.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down. Didn't you say that I like Siyin very much, and I also like the sword she gave me? Anyway, now that you've seen it, it won't help me anymore, so I'll leave it to you to think about it. I will do what I promised you! ”

Mu Feng chatted with Qian Yi buried in the loess as if he was chatting with an old man who had been reunited for a long time, and looked at the black broken sword in his hand with nostalgia, the lines on it had become blurred after the previous battle, and the blade of the sword was full of large and small gaps.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Feng inserted the sword, which had a special meaning to him and had been broken at the moment, in front of Qianyi's grave, "In the future, she and I will always be with you." Brothers! ”

At this moment, in the palace of Yuecheng, the capital of the Moon Worship Emperor, thousands of miles away from Qingxuanzong, in a quiet side hall, Zhao Chongzheng was standing quietly in front of a half-human wide ancient bronze mirror, his eyes closed and he didn't say a word.

He was the only one in the side hall, and after a while, the space beside him suddenly distorted, and the candles on the candlesticks next to him were bent and deformed and almost extinguished.

"He's thriving in Qingxuanzong now!" A gray phantom slowly appeared in front of Zhao Chong, even if it was close at hand, it was difficult to see his face clearly, and what was even more frightening was that the phantom was standing in front of the bronze mirror at this moment, but there was no image at all in the bronze mirror, only Zhao Chong, who had a solemn expression and said nothing, opened his eyes and looked at his sideways.

The atmosphere was weird and terrifying, as if Zhao Chong was chatting with a person who didn't exist at all, which was creepy.

"Come on, they won't let me down!" Zhao Zhong replied nonchalantly while turning the jade wrench of his thumb.

"They? Hehe, I'm afraid they've disappointed you! Phantom sneered.

"This can't be, what is Mu Feng?" Zhao Chong's face changed slightly, and then he smiled disdainfully, he didn't believe that Mu Feng could have any room for resistance under the pursuit of Shishan and Murong Xian, even if Mu Feng hid in the Qingxuan Sect, it just gave him some more time.

"I know that you won't believe it, Murong Xian has fled back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, you can send someone to take a look, and then you will know if what I said is true or false."

"Don't look at me like that, the time I'll give you will soon be up, and don't blame me for being unsympathetic when the time comes. That's it, I've been very busy lately and won't see you, and I hope you will give me good news the next time I see you! ”

Zhao Chong looked at the phantom in front of him suspiciously, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to ask one or two, but the phantom finished speaking first, and gradually dissipated under his complicated gaze.

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that your daughter has been killed, and the murderer is Mu Feng."

When the phantom disappeared and only half an arm remained, and it was about to completely dissipate, Zhao Chong was already frowning and thinking about his next plan, when he suddenly heard the phantom's last words like a bombshell exploding in his mind.

Zhao Chong's whole body trembled, his face turned pale, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his elderly body almost fell, and he stood up with difficulty on the candlestick on the side, his eyes were full of horror, and he hurriedly called out to the people outside the hall.

Sitting in front of Qianyi's grave and watching the sunset gradually set, Mu Feng, who was still reluctant to leave, slowly stood up, although the injuries on his body were still a little faintly painful, but they were much better than before, at least now he had a little strength to act.

Hungry, he urgently needs to replenish food now, but now he wants to catch some food in this vast mountain, but it is really not an easy task, although he knows that there is Qixia Peak behind him, but even if he is not injured, he will not be able to climb up from the straight cliff in the heyday of his body.

There is only one entrance to Qixia Peak, which is connected to Qingxuan Mountain, between the winding valleys, and wants to walk to the main entrance, it is really a feeling of crying and laughing for Mu Feng today, behind him is Qixia Peak, but the road up the mountain does not know where it is.

At this moment, Mu Feng was wearing a pair of trousers and a belt, and the robes and underwear on his body had long been missing, and after shaking his head and sighing with a wry smile, he was still a little unaccustomed to having nothing, and his brows suddenly wrinkled when he touched the belt.

When he took out a white silk scarf from his waist that was folded and still possessed of his blood, he also felt a lot in his heart, and after hesitating in front of Qianyi's grave for a long time, he slowly opened the silk scarf little by little.

When he saw the morning-like smile of the young girl on the silk scarf, Mu Feng felt a lot of emotion in his heart, a sour feeling welled up in his heart, and tears came out of his eyes without fighting.

The silk scarf depicts a girl's charming smiling face, which is none other than Siyin. And a small area stained red with his own blood seems to have tarnished this masterpiece, and there are a few lines of words next to Siyin's portrait, and after reading these words, Mu Feng couldn't let go of his heart for a long time.

The heart always recovers when it hurts the most, and love always comes to an end when it is the deepest.

Some people's encounters are like shooting stars, bursting out with enviable sparks in an instant, but they are destined to just pass by in a hurry.

There was a night of stars like rain when parting, like her twinkling tears.

After a long time, I looked at the stars that streaked across the sky, and it was as if I saw her as promised.

Stop at the end of the galaxy in a gorgeous dress, and wait for the midsummer night star to light my way home.

When the last epidemic rain passes, what will we have?

She once asked me that I would stay together for the rest of my life.

I said softly, softly and with a smile.

"I understand, don't worry, this thing will be handed over to Siyin." After half a ring, Mu Feng came back to his senses, exhaled softly, and then looked at the small dirt bag on the side with a smile.

Hey, if she sees Siyin again in the future, how should she feel when she learns of Qianyi's death?