Jiang Wu got up and opened the distance between him and Feng Luotian, left the cave to her, and turned around and walked out of the cave.

Halfway up the mountainside, a man in a moonlight brocade robe stood with his hands in his hands. The moonlight was bright and dim, and the man's eyes shone like a wolf waiting for an opportunity at night, and he was planning what to do next.

"Presumably now in Phoenix City, the news that the eldest princess of Mu Yu, Feng Luotian, is dead, is already known to everyone, hum!"

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On the outskirts of the city, there is a wine shop

A man dressed in a dark robe walked over in a dejected manner, put the sword in his hand heavily on the table, and the man slowly sat down.

The shopkeeper looked at this strange man, although he was a little decadent and embarrassed, he did not hide the kingly aura exuded from the man. Afraid of some outlaw, the shopkeeper carefully put the tea on the table, and hid far away, hoping that the man would drink the water and leave quickly, and never cause any trouble.

Picking up the teapot and pouring a glass of water, the man only felt that his throat was about to breathe fire, and he couldn't remember how many days he hadn't eaten or drunk.

Feng Luo was gone, he looked for her like crazy, this man was Mo Beiqi, who had not shown up for many days.

That day, he followed the horse's hoof prints when Qiu left to find the place where she was held, looking at the blood all over the ground, he was a little frightened, he controlled himself not to think about the worst outcome, he looked for one inside and out, and he didn't find Feng Luotian.

Inexplicable fear ran up from the center of his feet, he had never been so frightened as he was then, even in the face of Nie Qiancheng. It feels like the things you cherish the most have been snatched away by someone else.

He found the chain in the attic, and a hairpin stuck in the keyhole, which showed that it was not her captors who had taken her, because they had the key and would not use the hairpin to open the lock, and the joy of his regain had lifted him from hell back to heaven.

Maybe she was rescued by Su Qi.

Maybe she escaped on her own.

Anyway, at least it proves that she's still alive.

He'd have to find her sooner. As soon as he walked out of the cell, a crowd surrounded him.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a perfect arc.

Hold the sword in your hand, this time, he will wipe them out!

That battle lasted for a long time, and Mo Beiqi defeated everyone with one enemy and one hundred.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, wolf smoke was everywhere, blood was pouring into rivers, and the man turned everything to ashes with a fire.

The fire was soaring, the man was holding the long sword, and slowly walked away, and drop by drop of blood dripped down the man's long sword, green silk, the corners of his clothes, and his jaw.

This hell on earth is over.

Later, when the dark guard told him that Su Qi was gone, and the princess had not returned, he began to panic again, and he put all his plans on hold. Chao Zinu told him that the top priority now was to find His Majesty, and he didn't care. Liang Shu warned him, don't forget the purpose of his coming to Beiyuan, he is not afraid!

After more than half a month, he still hasn't found her.

"Feng Luotian, where the hell are you?!"

"Little Er, come to a pot of tea!" With a call, three more passers-by came to the small wine shop.

Mo Beiqi didn't pay attention to it, and after drinking tea, he still had to hurry.

The three of them sat down around the table and began to talk.

Passerby A: "Have you heard?" When the eldest princess of the dynasty, Princess Muyu, Feng Luo, died! ”

Passerby B: "Who doesn't know this, it's already spread throughout the city." ”

Passerby C: "Hey, really? I thought it was fake? Why did you die all of a sudden? ”

Passerby A: "Who knows, it seems that someone is watching the princess fall off the cliff on the top of the mountain in Qingyungang." ”

Passerby C: "This is so good, how could the princess go to Qingyungang and fall off the cliff." ”

Passerby A: "It seems to say that the princess went out to Qingyungang to play, but accidentally fell down, who knows the reason, eighty percent of the princess offended someone and was killed, if you want to know, you also jump off the cliff, go ask the princess." Hahaha! ”

Passerby C: "Go, it's really unlucky!" ”

Passerby B: "But it's a pity to say this, I heard that Her Royal Highness the princess is a good woman, witty and smart, when Beiyuan and Zhongzhou fought, it was the princess who offered a good strategy to defeat the 200,000 army of Zhongzhou by herself, at that time, but everyone was praising the wisdom of the princess, calling Princess Muyu as the female Zhuge , who knows now, hey, what a pity." Passerby B said, picking up the tea and drinking it all to relieve the depression in his heart.

Passerby A: "When the princess got married, it was ten miles of red makeup, and I am fortunate to see the princess in the crowd now, that face is really beautiful, and the thin waist and hips are really strong." Passerby A was so vividly depicted that his breath was about to flow out.

Passerby C: "Cut, I said big brother, you just have a thief's heart and no thief's guts, that's a princess, do you dare to worry about it?" ”

Passerby A: "What's that, you haven't seen your eldest brother's ability to tame women, what about the princess, as long as it's a woman, I can tame her into a little slut, and let her moan under me every night!" Thinking that Princess Muyu, who is high above, is going to bow down under me, I feel itchy, hehe! The man said, as if in order to show his majesty, he deliberately raised his voice.

Passerby B: "........."

Passerby C: "........."

The man's voice was amplified and reached Mo Beiqi's ears, and none of the three noticed that Mo Beiqi on the side had already crushed the teacup in his hand.

The palm wind attacked, and the passer-by who was still showing off his might just now had already spurted blood from his mouth and lay on the table.

Death in a fit of rage!

The two of them were shocked, and suddenly rose from their seats, and looked at the man walking towards them with wide eyes.

Mo Beiqi's clothes were full of stains, blood stained a large corner of his clothes, on his cold side face, the blood had dried up, a few strands of scattered green silk were spread on the sideburns on both sides of the man, the dark cyan stubble showed the man's arrogance and unruliness, the man seemed to be a little haggard, and a pair of phoenix eyes jumped out of a terrifying light, and the anger shook the whole body.

Both of them were shocked by the anger emanating from the man's body, and their legs froze in place and did not dare to move.

"What were you talking about? Who died? Mo Beiqi's voice was not loud, but it was terrifying.

"Hero, spare your life! The hero spares his life, we have no grievances with the hero. The two of them hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, thinking that the person who was talking to them just now died in front of them all of a sudden, and they were afraid to think about it.

The shopkeeper who was busy on the side had long been far away, and what he was most afraid of had happened.

"Who died?" Mo Beiqi started again.

"Back to Daxia, yes...... It's Princess Muyu. The passer-by opened his mouth stupidly, but before he could speak, there was a burst of sword light, and the man snorted to the end, and the blood flowed.

Passerby B looked at his brother's tragic death in front of him, and his legs trembled with fright.

The man's sword is not unsheathed, but the sword light can easily slash people to death, he doesn't know that Mo Beiqi's sword has stabbed hundreds of people not long ago!

"Hero, spare your life! Heroes spare their lives! ”

"Rumors? Well? Mo Beiqi's voice was cold, and he slowly raised his sword.

"Hero, even if you give the little one a thousand guts, the little one doesn't dare to make a rumor about the princess, His Majesty sent someone to find Qingyungang, and found the princess's bones under the cliff, the princess has now been sent back to the princess's mansion, this matter has long spread in the city, and please spare the hero!"

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"She fell off a cliff? She's dead? The horror in Mo Beiqi's eyes couldn't be hidden.

"What the little one said is true, please spare the hero's life!"

"No, she's not going to die." Mo Beiqi took two steps back, stumbling a little.

"Princess's Mansion? Princess's House! Mo Bei turned his head in panic and ran out.

"Hero, spare your life! Heroes spare their lives! The man on his knees kept kowtowing and did not see that the man had gone away.

………

The Princess's Mansion is solemn

The white cloth is hung high, the same as the red makeup of the day, but now it is different from the past, the red silk cloth was warm, and the reed sheng pipe music was so lively. Now the sound of mourning music, the green pine clutch, a bleak cold.

Mo Beiqi has not returned for half a month, but he has long been a person, and the mountains and rivers are long.

The footsteps were stunned, and the impatience just now was completely lost.

With a clang, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the sound of metal rubbing against the ground was piercing.

"Pony?" The guard at the door recognized Mo Beiqi and stepped forward to greet him.

Mo Beiqi didn't look at him, stared at the mansion tightly, and stepped forward step by step.

Feng Yueyan, who was dressed in plain clothes, wiped her tears, but happened to see a man walking slowly in the distance.

Anger, hatred

Feng Yueyan ignored the princess's etiquette, ran to the man, raised her bare hand, and slapped the man's yellowish face with a heavy slap, and the voice resounded in the mourning hall.

Mo Beiqi's face was as usual, and he didn't look at Feng Yueyan, his phoenix eyes stared tightly at the black wooden coffin held in the center of the hall.

"Where have you been? Where have you been these days? Is this how you protect the royal sister?! It didn't seem to be out of breath yet, Feng Yueyan pushed the man heavily.

"You go! There you go! Sister Huang doesn't want to see you! Let's go! Feng Yueyan was almost out of control.

"Princess, princess." Xingmei's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and she stretched out her hand to appease Feng Yueyan.

Feng Yueyan didn't have much strength in his hands, but Mo Beiqi still shook his body slightly, and waved his big hand towards Feng Yueyan, and the woman was pushed far away, but fortunately Xingmei didn't fall down.

There are a lot of people who come to mourn, whether it is sincere or fake, Mo Beiqi doesn't care at all, his eye disease seems to have flare-up again, he wants to see the words on the tablet in the Lingtang, he wants to see who is dead? He wanted to find Feng Luotian and ask her if it was a trick she set up when she said she was dead.

But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't read the words on the tablet clearly, and he couldn't find Feng Luotian.

With a fit of anger in his heart, his expression was a little colder, his whole body was surrounded by anger, and the people around him looked at the man's murderous expression, unconsciously pursed his lips, retreated to both sides, and left the middle road to Mo Beiqi.

Slowly approaching, Mo Beiqi stopped in front of the tablet, and picked up the tablet with a calloused hand.

"The eldest princess of Mu Yu, Feng Luo's spiritual position." Mo Beiqi's voice was not loud, and he said slowly, as if he was saying something that was not painful.

The rest of the hall looked at the man's actions, he was the princess's husband, and it was his wife who died, and he must have been grief-stricken in his heart!

"Hehe, hehehe! Hahaha! The corners of Mo Beiqi's mouth were hooked, and his laughter was a little infiltrating.

The phoenix's eyes were stunned, and the man slammed the tablet in his hand on the ground.

There was a sharp loud bang, and the wooden spiritual position was smashed.