Ah Rong waited until it was completely dark, and without waiting for his father and Feng Xiaochi, he got up and went to the counter to buy a cage of tiger skin buns and carried them back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The road was deadly quiet, there were no lights, no sounds, and the black knights were gone, and I don't know if they had gone far or gone back.

Half an hour later, Ah Rong arrived at the door of the house, and saw a white paper lantern hanging in front of the courtyard gate, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The dark night, the fishy wind, the white lanterns, and the ominous feeling made her heart clench all at once. She ran a few steps to push open the door, and the scene in front of her made her heart break:

On the drying rack in the yard, the mother was hanging high, with a sword deeply pierced in her heart, and blood was still dripping down the hilt. At her feet, her father was lying on the ground, holding a sword in his hand, and a large hole had been broken in his abdomen, and he was silent. Feng Xiaochi was lying on the stone bench, and there was also a sword on the vest. The blood of the three men merged into a small stream and spilled at her feet.

The tiger skin bun in Ah Rong's hand fell "popped", and the dark memories that had passed for ten years swept towards her again, coinciding with the scene in front of her. She let out a miserable cry that was not like a human voice: "Dad! Mother! ”

Her eyes were black, her legs and feet were weak, but she gritted her teeth and stood desperately, moved to her mother's body step by step, hugged her, and used all her strength to untie her and put her next to her father. He pulled out the sword on Feng Xiaochi's back on the stone bench, and hugged his small body to his mother's side.

At this moment, she was covered in blood, trembling violently, fear and despair made her mind blank, she didn't know anything, she didn't think about anything, only tears flowed out. She wiped the blood from her mother's face with her sleeve and smoothed her mother's hair, she knew that her mother had always loved beauty. Then he straightened his father's clothes and covered the terrible wound in his abdomen.

Feng Chaoshan still had a breath, and when he heard Ah Rong's sad whimper, he actually moaned slightly. Ah Rong's heart shook violently, and he rushed over: "Dad! ”

Feng Chaoshan opened his eyes slightly, and struggled to say to Ah Rong, "Don't take revenge. Come on! ”

"Dad, why the hell!"

Feng Chaoshan gasped and said, "Your mother and you are the last two people of the Xie Dynasty, and Zong Yue has been looking for you for ten years...... Ah Rong, live well and don't take revenge...... I can't stay here any longer, go find Feng ...... Feng ...... "He finally couldn't finish speaking, tilted his head, and stopped breathing.

Ah Rong understood, and cried heartbreakingly: "Dad! Father! I'm the one who hurt you! ”

Eleven years ago, Zong Yue, who was then the Marquis of Jingyuan of Yuezhao Kingdom, mutinied and killed her three elder brothers, and his father Xie Yiqin died in the **** of Yuezhao Palace. The mother fell into the cliff to pick wild fruits, and her helpless cry attracted Feng Chaoshan, who was on patrol, and he rescued them and brought them back to his family residence. Niang is Xie Yiqin's favorite concubine Yong, and since then she has been incognito, calling herself "Yanluo", and living in the mountains. Half a year later, he married Feng Chaoshan, so Ah Rong had a warm home again. Unexpectedly, after ten years, the nightmare struck again, and it turned out that Zong Yue had always refused to let them go, even if he had already won the country.

Ah Rong closed his eyes and lay on the cold corpses of his father and brother.

The night wind whined and blew the white wind lamps in front of and behind her, and the small courtyard was like a purgatory on earth.

After a while, she straightened her waist, picked up the sword on Feng Xiaochi's back from the ground, and raised it across her neck.

Father, mother, brother, the world is ruthless, there is no reason for you to leave me alone!

said that it was too late, and a "chirp" sound came from the air, Ah Rong's arm was numb, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Outside the door, a man in white walked in, followed by two waiters. It was the young man I had seen at Banyan Tree Pavilion just now.

The man in white looked at the three corpses in the courtyard, and then at Ah Rong, who had a miserable white face, and sighed: "Girl, if you die, the Xie family will be completely destroyed." ”

His voice was clear with a hint of lowness, just like his person, handsome, but steady.

If I don't die, is there hope for the Xie family? She was immersed in heart-wrenching sadness at the moment, her heart was broken, and she didn't even have the strength to speak.

The man sighed silently, and said, "It's not safe here, they haven't found you, and they will definitely come back." Let me go. ”

Ah Rong finally glanced at him intently, "Who are you?" ”

"Feng Yintian." He replied.

Ah Rong seems to have heard of this distant name, it should be a certain son of the Feng family. Ah Rong remembered her father's words before he died, and asked her to find someone in Feng. Since it is the Feng family in front of him, he can't be wrong when he thinks about it.

Since Zong Yue has been looking for them for ten years, now he has only killed his mother, and he is gone, so he naturally will not give up.

It's one thing to not want to live, but it's another thing to be assassinated. She had already lost three of her loved ones, and there was no reason to send them to the enemy's sword in vain.

She sat up and kowtowed nine times to the three men on the ground.

Then he got up, took out a large quilt from the house, covered the three of them carefully, and found all the oil lamps, and poured all the oil in them on the quilt.

Feng Yintian looked at her silently, with a hint of approval in his eyes. In the face of a sudden disaster, it is not easy to maintain a clear mind, with her age.

Ah Rong entered the room and hurriedly packed a package, and finally knelt down again, tearfully touching the quilt on the ground.

The raging flames immediately engulfed the three corpses on the ground, engulfing the entire courtyard.

In the dark night, I suddenly remembered the sound of horses' hooves.

Feng Yintian's face changed, and he said, "Hurry up, they're here!" With that, he jumped and rolled up Ah Rong on the ground, and he went to the small roof, and the two waiters were not weak, and they followed closely. Ah Rong turned his head and saw that there were many black-clothed cavalrymen on the road outside the small courtyard, perhaps the people who were watching nearby.

Feng Yintian's figure did not stop, and he jumped down from the ridge of the roof, passing through a small forest in the field behind the courtyard. The fire behind him was long gone. A boy put his finger in his mouth and whistled, and in a moment, three horses galloped in. Feng Yintian put Ah Rong in front of him and beckoned the two boys: "Taihua, Shuhua!" ”

The two waiters bowed to Feng Yintian together: "Childe! ”

Feng Yintian pondered for a while, leaned over into their ears, and said a few words.

Taihua and Shuhua respectfully agreed, then mounted their horses and ran towards Qingluo Town.

Feng Yintian stepped on his horse and led her to the northeast.

Before dawn, the two arrived at Fengjia Street in Qianzhao County, and Fengfu was in the middle of Fengjia Street. Feng Yintian didn't enter the house, and walked straight from the gate of the Fengfu compound for half a minute, and came to a house on the east side of Fengjia Street. Judging from the three words "Feng Seclusion" under the eaves, it should be Feng Yintian's private house.