Chapter 112: The Story of the Wind Passing Fireflies

For some reason, looking at Lan Duoer's angry face, I felt a slight bitterness in my heart. It's not for Fengqiao Yexue's infatuation, but it can't be reciprocated, and it feels unfair, nor is it for the woman's ruthlessness, and I feel resentment and injustice.

"Did the second master believe what the woman said?"

"Nope." Landuo's anger grew heavier, and he said loudly: "Fengqiao Yexue refuses to believe what the woman said, he doesn't believe that slut will lie to him." So, on the day of the woman's wedding to another man, he ran to the man's house to rob someone. Listening to the three lost senior brothers, that incident caused a sensation in the Six Realms at that time, Fengqiao Yexue demonically killed the man's entire family, and then, the mortal woman was sad and remorseful, and died in front of him with a sword on her neck, completely forcing Fengqiao Yexue into a demon. ”

"It's pitiful, it's pitiful."

"Who is pitiful?" Randol suddenly screamed.

I winked at her and whispered, "That woman is pitiful, the second master is also pitiful, and the man who is about to become husband and wife with the woman, and the man's family is also pitiful." ”

Originally, it was some unrelated people, but they were involved because of a resurrection of this woman, and then some people died because of her, and some people went crazy because of her.

"Humph!"

Lan Duoer sneered, and there was a touch of coldness in her eyes, "The reason why that slut has fallen to this end is also because he deserves it." Knowing that Fengqiao Yexue is an immortal, he also tried to seduce him. It's just a matter of seducing him and making him move his heart, he is sick, and he instigates Fengqiao Yexue to help her ask for medicine, causing people to become demons, even if Zuihou is dead, she is to blame for her own death. ”

"Uh-huh, what Senior Sister said is very right."

I replied again and again. Seeing her gritting her teeth and looking vicious, I was scared for a while, and my steps quietly retreated a little, and I was a little farther away from her, keeping such a safe distance and continuing to walk forward.

Around the corner, I couldn't help but glance back at the passing fireflies. The emaciated body was wearing only a white and old palace robe, and the wind howled and danced her bare hair, like a thick ink landscape painting carefully traced by a literati on rice paper.

Since, Fengqiao Night Snow Becoming a Demon has left Lingyun Mountain, what about her, weishenme She is still here now, and she has not chosen to leave?

I was very puzzled by this, and after walking around the corner, I was just about to open my mouth to ask this Lan Duoer again, but I saw several disciples in blue cloth clothes walking towards this side.

"Hello, Senior Sister Duo'er."

"Hello Uncle Junior."

"Good, good."

Seeing that they were leaning over me to salute, I quickly saluted them, smiled kindly, waved at them, and sent the two disturbing disciples away.

"Little junior brother, you are really innocent." Lan Duoer covered her mouth and smiled, "The disciples in this mountain gate are not as simple as you seem on the surface, so it's better for you to be careful." ”

"Huh? No way! I looked at her in disbelief, "I've been on Lingyun Mountain for a few days, and the disciples of the various palace gates seem to be very polite to me!" ”

Lan Duoer said disdainfully: "That's just for the sake of the head uncle!" Have you ever heard the saying that watching a dog depends on the owner? In their eyes, the master is your master, and you are just the ...... raised by the head of the family."

"What are you raising?" I asked her.

"A dog."

With that, she laughed out loud first.

"Damn!"

"Yes, it's hateful."

I was scolding her, but I didn't expect that Lan Duoer smiled and continued to say this.

She continued: "Don't look at how miserable the situation is now. More than 3,000 years ago, when Fengqiao Yexue was the head of Lingyun, she didn't know how popular she was on Lingyun Mountain. However, it is very different now. ”

As she spoke, she sneered a few more times and said, "Because of the night snow on the wind bridge, this wind has always been crowded out by the senior brothers and sisters in Lingyun Mountain, and because of her cowardly personality and usually not much talk, few people on this mountain will notice her existence."

After the night snow on the wind bridge left the Lingyun, she was the only one left in the Louvre, she was timid and afraid of death, those who were a little brave and a little bit of a disciple, if Ping'er was fine, they would love to go to the Louvre to bully her, so most of the time, she was a partial body bruise.