On a moonlit night, the cool breeze blows a corner of the tulle on the dew. The woman's gaze did not leave Feng Wuji's hand holding the knife for a moment, and the glow in her starry eyes flashed, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Feng Wuji's knife was unsheathed without warning, and the knife was fast, so fast that it was silent. There are no more than five people in the world who can dodge this knife, and the woman is not one of them. Originally, she had a hard time dodging it, but she did.

A cold light flew like a meteor catching the moon, and stopped in front of her just as the blade reached her. "Ding-" The long, dull sound of the exchange pierced the silence of the night.

Feng Wuji retracted his knife and turned his razor-sharp eyes behind him. A not tall figure walked slowly, and under the moonlight, the person who came was an old man about fifty years old, with a Chinese face, lying silkworm eyebrows, and a blazing eye.

"Elder Gao—" The woman's face was happy, and she couldn't suppress the excitement in her voice.

"Looks like I'm not late." The old man smiled slightly, and looked at the woman with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"What a quick knife." Feng Wuji said lightly, without the slightest expression on his face.

"Your knife is not slow," the old man smiled, his steps did not speed up, and he threw a quiet glance at the woman, "Miss, you hurry up, I will block it here." ”

"But ......"

"No," said the old man, in a calm and firm tone, and without any argument, "don't forget, what is on your shoulders?" The people can't do without me, but they can't do without you. With that, his eyes were fixed on Feng Wuji, and he didn't look at the woman anymore.

The woman's flawless face trembled, Bei Fang bit her cherry lip lightly, turned and floated into the car, a loud whip resounded through the night sky, the horse raised its hooves, and the squeaking sound of the wheels disappeared into the boundless black curtain.

Feng Wuji watched the carriage go away, his body standing still, he knew that if he wanted to stop the carriage, he would first send the people in front of him.

His blade-like eyes stared at the old man tightly, and his lips that crossed the blade moved, "Liuyun Zhuang's owner Gao Yuntian? ”

"Exactly," the fine wrinkles on the old man's face moved slightly, "I didn't expect you to recognize the old man." ”

"I don't know your people," Feng Wuji said coldly, "but I know your knife." ”

"So, my knife should be honored." The old man's voice was still flat.

"A small country in the west that has disappeared for more than two hundred years, do you think that a jade seal of the country can bring it back to life?" The corners of Feng Wuji's mouth showed a hint of ridicule.

"What about you?" Gao Yuntian's expression remained unchanged, "A deposed emperor who was ousted from the Jinluan Palace, thinks that with the jade seal of the country in hand, can he command the world again?" ”

"Shut up!" The scar on Feng Wuji's face became hideous, "You are not allowed to insult the emperor." ”

"Your Majesty?" Gao Yuntian sneered, "Who has ever seen an emperor who has been hunted down in fear throughout the ages?" Wait for him to enter the palace of the Jingshi with dignity, and then call him a lonely widow! ”

"This day will come, don't worry about it." Feng Wuji calmed down his somewhat fluctuating emotions for a moment, and the hand holding the knife tightened, "Let's shoot!" ”

Gao Yuntian smiled faintly, and leisurely put his hands behind his back, without any intention of making a move.

"You're not going to do it yet?" Feng Wuji's brows furrowed slightly.

"I've done it!" Gao Yuntian had a smile on his face, and he said it very seriously, not like a joke at all.

Feng Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted! The immovable figure moved, the black light flashed, the knife was unsheathed, "When—" A long and clear voice sounded, and a little like a cold star from the sky behind him was knocked away from the distance.

"Feng Wuji deserves to be Feng Wuji." Gao Yuntian said lightly, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

"Gao Yuntian, why is it not Gao Yuntian?" There was a hint of admiration in Feng Wuji's eyes, "Your flying knife stunt has been perfected, admire, admire!" He said two words of admiration in succession.

"Are you scared?" Gao Yuntian looked at him, his gaze gradually sharpened.

"The knife is good," Feng Wuji said, "but unfortunately it may not be able to help me." ”

"Why does the old man have to help you," Gao Yuntian's eyes curled slightly, "As long as I stop you, it's enough." ”

Feng Wuji's hand holding the knife tightened.

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Jingshi, Baoxiang Hutong.

Dai Yu sat at the table, her elbows supporting her head, her long eyelashes drooping, and the fragrant food on the table had dissipated its heat. Suddenly, with a flick of her elbow, she woke up suddenly, looking at the empty room with beautiful eyes, and sighed leisurely.

Yang Muyun hadn't come back for several nights, but she was still cooking as before, waiting for him to return. The curtain hung quietly, how she wished that the curtain would be lifted suddenly, and that familiar person was really standing in front of her. Will he ever come back? Her eyes darkened. In the past few days, she would go to the Yamen of the Ministry of War every day to inquire about him, but there has been no news. She didn't give up, she stood at the gate of the military department like a wangfu stone, waiting for him to appear, but she was disappointed again and again.

She was not his wife, nor did she have any name, but that did not prevent her from caring for this man like a wife.

"Tuk Tuk—" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Is that him?" Dai Yu was overjoyed and stood up. Then she hesitated slightly, "No, this is in case someone else ......" She clearly remembered that when she went out, she had met several obscene men in the alley pointing at her, if it was a villain....

She cautiously approached the door, "Tuk Tuk-" The sound of the door became more urgent.

"Who is it?" She reached out and picked up a stick by the door, and if it was a bad man, she would knock it down.

"Miss Daiyu, don't be afraid, we're not bad people." A girl's voice said outside the door.

Dai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, gently pulled the door latch open, and the door squeaked open, and there were three women standing at the door.

"Is that you?" Dai Yuqiao's face showed a look of surprise, the woman in the middle was the graceful and beautiful young woman who came last time, and she remembered that she left a silver ticket issued by 12,000 yuan money when she left. She changed into a light crimson skirt tonight, and her temperament is still so graceful and luxurious. Beside her were two very beautiful girls, one in green clothes and the other in yellow clothes, and the crows and crows had their hair combed in the hairstyle of young women.

"Miss Daiyu, we're meeting again." The young woman smiled at her.

"Madame, why did you come late at night?" Dai Yu said.

"Why don't you invite us into the house to talk?" The young woman laughed.

"Dai Yu is rude," Dai Yu gave a blessing to her waist and invited them in.

As the young woman stepped into the house, she saw a table of untouched food and asked, "He hasn't come back yet, has he?" ”

"My lord...... There has been no news for several days," Dai Yu came to the table and made a gesture of invitation, "Madame, please take a seat!" ”

The young woman did not shirk and sat down happily.

"Two sisters," said Dai Yu to the two maidens who had come with the young woman, "please sit down too!" ”

"Sister Daiyu doesn't need to be polite," the girl in Tsing Yi smiled lightly, "Let's just stand." ”

"This ......" Dai Yu looked at the young woman, the young woman's eyes rolled, and she pointed to a seat next to her, "Miss Dai Yu, please take a seat!" ”

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"He's looking for a woman here, isn't he?" Shiso teeth bit Sakura's lip lightly.

"Ning Gongzi, did you say that he really came back?" Zi Su walked in the dark alley, and asked Ning Zuer beside him.

"Sister, don't worry," Ning Zuer comforted her: "There was a big battle that night, the situation was very chaotic, and it was not strange that he got lost with Brother Yang, this is his residence in the capital, there is no reason why he should not come back." ”

"You've been to where he lives, haven't you?" Shiso asked again.

"No," Ning Zu'er shook his head slightly, "I just heard him say that he lived in this place, but I haven't been here once." ”