No one knows why Bai Moyin rushed to the Western Regions two years ago and what he did there. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He only knew that it wasn't until a year later that that person reappeared in the Banjiang Tower in Luoyang. It was February, the winter snow was melting, early spring was approaching, the willow branches were beginning to draw, but the weather was warm and cold. He was invited by a friend to Luoyang to get together, at the door of Banjiang Tower, the moment he raised his head, he saw that familiar figure - white clothes like snow, standing by the railing, his face was extremely cold.

Banjianglou's top dancer Ji Jinyue sat quietly next to him, bowing her head and not saying a word, caressing the strings, her ten fingers were as white as green onions, and her beautiful face was with a quiet smile and a touch of sadness.

However, he never had the opportunity to hear him say even a few words about the Western Regions. This became a knot in his heart, and he stubbornly did not want to face it. Bai Jingfeng thought about it, and finally said to his father with some hesitation: "I once saw my second brother in Yuzhuyuan, and he ......" He pondered his words: "He came out of that side, and he seemed to be in a very bad mood." ”

He probably knew that Yuzhuyuan was a forbidden place in the family, so as soon as he finished speaking, he looked at his father a little nervously, lest his words anger him, after all, when he mentioned these things when he was young, his father would always be angry. However, this time, when he looked at his father, he had already cast his eyes out of the window, quietly looking at the willows like a wave of smoke, and did not make the slightest sound for a long time, as if he had not heard his words.

Bai Jingfeng didn't understand his father's thoughts, so when he said this, he shut up at the right time. He faintly felt a kind of depression that spread and expanded in his home, but he didn't know where it came from. The second brother has always been cold and indifferent, the eldest brother tried his best to please his father, and his mother still ate and recited Buddha every day, but his father was suddenly bedridden. Everyone thought it was a temporary illness, and even the doctor diagnosed it as such. Unexpectedly, the disease dragged on for only two years, and it cost my father's life.

It was a big event that caused a sensation in the martial arts. At that time, Bai Jingfeng was inviting a few friends to the village to drink and have fun, and when the singing and dancing were peaceful, the bad news came so suddenly, his friends were still holding wine glasses, they were not drunk, and the dancers were half-dressed, and their cheeks were crimson. After hearing the news, everyone looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what to do.

Overnight, the entire Yujing Villa, and even the entire martial arts, became panicked. The topics they discussed were nothing more than two, the cause of death of Bai Liancheng, the owner of Yujing Villa, and the choice of the next owner. According to the rules, since the father did not have time to leave a will, it must be understandable for the eldest son to inherit the family business. But in fact, everyone has already acquiesced to Bai Moyin's heir status a long time ago.

This made Bai Yufeng, as the eldest son, extremely uneasy, and the major forces within Yujing Villa were ready to move, secretly competing, and for a time there were many contradictions, the situation was complicated, and it was difficult to control. This is also one of the reasons why Bai Yufeng hurriedly married to Ziyun Palace after he ascended the throne in order to seek support.

However, Bai Moyin, who was the central figure of the topic, did not hear about it, and after the funeral, he disappeared for a day and a night. Bai Jingfeng found him on the edge of a cliff in the back mountain. At that time, he was standing alone on the edge of the cliff, his white robe was blown by the wind, and the whole person was immersed in a strong emptiness and loneliness, even if he just saw his back, Bai Jingfeng could feel that this empty atmosphere gradually spread around, and even affected himself.

This was the first time he clearly felt Bai Moyin's emotions, very strong and deep, as if he wanted to bury himself here. His heart shook, but he couldn't tell what it was like, like loss, like sadness, like it wasn't at all. He suddenly felt that the speculation and discussion of everyone on the rivers and lakes, the impatience of everyone in Yujing Villa, and even the anxiety of the eldest brother, these many emotions and changes seemed to be insignificant in the eyes of the second brother. They were uneasily speculating about the second brother's attitude towards the change of power in Zhuangzhong, and tried their best to stabilize their power in this change, but what the second brother cared about seemed to be none of this at all.

Bai Jingfeng hesitated for a long time, but still stepped forward, stood side by side with him, turned his face sideways to look at his face, hesitated for a moment, and called in a low voice: "Second brother." Bai Moyin looked at the mountains in the distance with an indifferent expression. Hearing Bai Jingfeng's voice, he turned his head to look at him, but he didn't speak. There are many things and emotions hidden in his eyes, but when Bai Jingfeng looks into his eyes, it is like falling into the abyss, and he will never see the bottom. A sudden panic rose in him.

He suddenly felt that this brother who was connected to him by blood was actually far, far away from him, so far away that he would never be able to reach him.

That day, he didn't say anything after all.

His thoughts were like an invisible thin line, gradually pulling Bai Jingfeng back to reality from the depths of distant memory, he slowly stopped and looked at Mingxiao thoughtfully—he may not be as good as the person in front of him about his brother. Mingxiao's expression was calm, and he replied in a low voice: "I just obey orders, and what can I guess about the master's thoughts." Third son, you are too high-spirited to hold up tomorrow night. ”

Bai Jingfeng sneered: "Don't you even know what you've done?" ”

Mingxiao suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, Bai Jingfeng's face was slightly moved, thinking that he would say something, but he didn't expect Mingxiao's expression to be the same, and he said in a faint voice: "This forgiveness Mingxiao has nothing to say." Maybe the third prince can go directly and ask the master. Bai Jingfeng was so suffocated that he couldn't speak, and he knew that he was bored, so he snorted lightly and flicked his sleeves and went into the house.

The lights in the house were quickly turned on, but in an instant, they went out again. Mingxiao hadn't left yet, and he was a little strange, but he saw that Bai Jingfeng had already changed his clothes and stepped out of the door again gracefully, and he crossed Mingxiao as if no one was around, and was about to go out through the back door through the path. Seeing that he seemed to be going out tomorrow, he couldn't help but stop and asked, "Third son, it's already late at this time, ...... you?"

"Long-winded." Bai Jingfeng turned around and interrupted him, "It's still early, Young Master Ben wants to go out for a walk." Then he disappeared into the night.

The night was quiet and the wind was clear, and Cen Kexuan, who was dressed in a thin shirt, happened to be walking back to the room slowly at this time, and his thoughts were continuous.

When I was a child, I heard Shulan say the most one sentence was "What's so difficult about this", coupled with his self-righteous and smug expression, she only felt that he was talking crazy all day long, self-righteous, and always ignored it, but now that I think about it, such a mentality is extremely useful when encountering difficulties. After talking with Bai Moyin, Cen Kexuan's originally chaotic and complicated heart finally calmed down, and then she found that her previous panic and overwhelm were too much of a fuss.

Leaving the Purple Cloud Palace this time is already dangerous, even if she finds her brother in the future, what she will face is by no means the worry-free life of the Purple Cloud Palace. In your heart, you must learn to become strong.

It's just that...... She still felt strange about the masked man. That person's background is obviously not small, he should have planned to rob her at first, but the man's actions and words later seemed to not want to hurt her. Who could he be? What is his purpose?

And that Fan Yuqing, is he sober or is he drunk and crazy? If he was awake, he would naturally know how to escape, but if he was already drunk, but he still had such skills, it showed that he was strong in martial arts, and there should be no danger. If you meet him next time, you still have to solemnly thank you. Although he may not remember.

While thinking about these things, I slowly paced back into the house, and the night had fallen, and with my head down, the sound of small footsteps was extremely clear in the night. As soon as he arrived at the door, he stretched out his hand to touch the vermilion door, but suddenly stopped at that moment. She seemed to hear something—

The dry wind blew across her cheeks, ruffling a few strands of hair, and she had no time to pay attention to it, only to feel a tightness in her heart, and turned her head away in confusion. Hold your mind, glance around, and prick up your ears to listen.

Click. Click. The sound was not loud, but it was very abrupt because of the silence around it, coming from some hidden place.

After Cen Kexuan carefully distinguished, her heart immediately trembled, and cold sweat broke out—if she heard it correctly, this voice actually came from the well in the corner of the backyard wall.