Things go back to the era when Feng Duanya lived, there were Wuzhuang Nangong Xing, Shangguan Lu'er, Yueyong, and Yinxue.

At that time, they were some of the most powerful members of the Wuzhuang Junior Reserve Team.

The willow trees of Wuzhuang are shaking, and the apricot blossoms are flying snow.

Layer upon layer, stacked on top of each other.

Yin Xue held the flying sword, the flying sword pierced, and the sword light flew like mercury.

Passers-by were blinded by Jianliang.

"It's good to have a young owner." Yinxue stopped her sword and bowed to the young owner of the Wind Broken Mansion.

The two people who stopped at the door paused, and then entered the martial arts village one after another.

In the courtyard, in front of the Juyi Hall, Shangguan Lu'er and Yueyong were engaged in a martial arts competition.

The willow leaves floated, and Yue Yong caught a glimpse of the young owner who had reached the age of nineteen at this time, Feng Xuanya, who was in the hour of his blood and youth.

Graceful and dashing, and suave.

Not only is there talent and appearance, but the important thing is that the comprehension is super strong, and the martial arts rank first in Wuzhuang, and there is no second.

"Young farmer, okay."

"Okay." Feng Xuanya answered, and walked towards the Juyi Hall.

"So handsome!" Shangguan Lu'er didn't look back for a long time, lingering on his back.

Dancing with butterflies, the flowers are in turmoil at this time.

"Nymphomaniac, let's go!" Yueyong interrupted.

Shangguan Lu'er then rolled his eyes and said, "By the way, what about Nangong Xing?"

"Oh, he, hasn't he always been in the market?" The silver hair between the forehead of the moon is shining, and the eyes are dazzling.

"That's right, last time the leader of Wuzhuang gave him a task." Shangguan Lu'er said.

At this time, Nangong Xingzheng was patrolling the market alone, and he had always had the best reconnaissance ability and latent ability, which required the most observant, patient, and energetic members of the Wuzhuang Junior Reserve Team to complete.

In this way, the ability of each of them is tested and trained.

And for everyone, the Wuzhuang leader tested them in different ways and means.

So, the completely unknown and mysterious adventures that await them.

Although Yinxue is a head shorter than the young owner walking in front, it is almost the same in momentum, I don't know if it is because of this innate indifference temperament or a natural sense of mystery.

After the Juyi Hall, we went up a staircase to the top of the enclosed library, and beyond that, there was an open-air rooftop.

Yinxue followed the young owner into the Juyi Hall, but when the young owner entered the inner hall of the Juyi Hall, he went to the library pavilion.

Standing at the staircase, the young owner said to Yinxue, "Do you have a key?"

At this time, Feng Duanya sat idly on a tiger chair on the left, drinking hot tea, the hot steam, hitting his angular face, and the thin lips were exceptionally clear and enchanting.

The slender and slender fingers reflected the snowy gaze.

Dressed in snow brocade, very decent and slim.

"Yes." Yinxue replied hesitantly, "Then I'll go up." ”

"Let's go up!" The wind broke off and immediately put down the jade wine glass.

Yinxue made a tendency to leave, and the stairs were step by step, and the dull and depressed footsteps of "Da Da Da" sounded.

Entering the library pavilion, there is really a different world, which is a reflection of the sentence "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book".

All day, Yinxue stayed in that world, indulging in a one-person world.

Sometimes, when Feng Duanya sees that others haven't come down for a long time, he will be worried, and naturally go up to check it out.

He handed over a little refreshment, for he had been in for a long time, and he had not eaten a penny until the meal.

Everything must have a degree!

Feng Xuanya is bigger than them, so he naturally has to take on this responsibility and bear this patience.

"Come down and have some food." The wind broke and said to him.

A ray of sunlight deflected, slanting into the window.

It was a short but long, dull and warm time.

Even Yin Xue, who was a man, was stunned for a moment, and did not leave his mind for a moment, the god who came to the mortal world in front of him was really beautiful and moving.

The most impressive and unforgettable thing is the shallow water and moon at the end of the wind, and the light brown butterfly feathers that sparkle in the sun.

and his whole body, which is also quite romantic, makes people feel refreshed, happy, and full of liver and brain.

He is the wind, the clear stream, I don't know when it hits everyone's heart, whether it is male or female, whether old or young.

His eyes were deep and thorough, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and all things in heaven and earth were moved and left by him.

"Can I eat?" The wind breaks the road.

"I'll put it here first, you can enjoy it whenever you want."

Even the style is so affinity, no suspicions.

Gentle son, no matter how unequaled, that's what he said.

Yin Xue didn't talk, completely overwhelmed, hesitant and flustered.

Could it be that Feng Xuanya was possessed by someone?

In normal times, he doesn't like to deal with people, and he is completely untouchable, okay!

Besides, he didn't need to say a word, just standing there, or taking a step or two, a glance, was enough to startle people.

Who is he?

It is the young owner of Wuzhuang. Hassle-free

"How did I send someone to ask you to investigate?" Feng Duanya said with a straight face.

"You mean...... It's the girl named Ye Meng. His subordinate said.

"That's right." The wind broke the road, and shot directly at the vague gaze of the person in front of him.

"A few days ago, I sent someone to follow her all the way, and she went to the Lantern Festival."

"There are also markets, pawnshops, these are her favorite places to go."

"Secondly, there is the inn where she could return at any time."

"So what do you mean...... "Feng Duanya said with a look of surprise, "you mean, she doesn't usually stay in inns?" ”

"Yes, she used to sleep on her head, resting in the stables, or perched on the branches of the tall locust trees."

"Sometimes, someone even watched her go into the boat on the shore and stay there all night."

"Hehehe, interesting." Feng Duanya laughed shallowly, "This girl is really unique, unrestrained and bold, and she is not afraid of dew wetting her clothes, suffering from the wind and cold, and contracting the cold." ”

"She's not afraid, she's bold! I'm afraid that I have experienced ups and downs before, and I often sleep in the open air, and I don't have a meal. ”

"How about asking her to come to Wuzhuang to do things?" Feng Xuanya suddenly spoke.

And from this tone, it can be seen that he is not joking, and it is very likely that this is an order that he gave suddenly.

"Do you mean...... Young owner, do you know this girl's ability? The subordinate said in black robes.

"I don't know." Feng Xuanya said in a faint tone.

"Anyway, you go and invite her, she has already dealt with me before, you just need to tell her that I am the young master of Wuzhuang."

"Okay, I'll do it." The black robe said.

The black robe, called the black robe, is actually wearing a black robe that shines brightly, like a black feather pouring down, like a waterfall of ink in the sky.

The outfit was in line with his burly figure, tall and magnificent.

"I'm going to go myself." The black robe let go, and it was really his subordinates, who did not drag the mud and water at all, decisive and resolute.

pestered him many times, and Ye Meng finally looked forward to this day.

At least Feng Duanya gave her a chance and right to get close to her.

Ye Meng always thought that he was Qiao Nan who fell into the Wind Cliff, and the reason why he took this name was precisely because he was picked up by someone at the Wind Cliff!

couldn't help but feel a series of thrilling twists and turns and bizarre encounters that surfaced in the depths of Ye Meng's mind.

However, Feng Duanya temporarily changed his mind and stopped the black robe.

Just because he discovered another fact - it turned out that he was just a substitute.

This woman named Ye Meng has been looking for that companion named Qiao Nan all the way.

Originally...... This person who looks exactly like him is the person Ye Meng loves, Qiao Nan, the second son of the Qiao family.

She recognized the wrong person and mistakenly thought that the master of Wuzhuang Shaozhuang, Feng Xuanya, was Qiao Nan himself.

He was unwilling to bear this funny implication.

couldn't help but find that Feng Duanya, who was leaning on the tiger chair, found that his heart had a little ripple for this woman.

He didn't want to be involved for no reason.

Until one day, Qiao Nan possessed his soul.

……

Feng Xuanya supported half of his body, propping himself up from the black lacquered plum blossom pattern table.

A bunch of craftsmen are renovating the house, painting gold and glue, and suddenly decorating the house to be extraordinarily magnificent, as if from an ordinary woman to a rich woman, from the previous simplicity to radiance.

"Stop!" Feng Xuanya shouted.

"Young farmer, didn't you call someone over?"

"Recently, Wuzhuang has a lot of gold, so naturally I want to bring some of it to repair it."

"Otherwise, it seems that this martial arts village is too cold!"

"That's it......" a group of craftsmen chimed in.

"Ahh Feng Duanya couldn't help but sneeze, smoked by the paint, and waved his hand, "You guys go down first!" ”

"Okay, young farmer."

"If you have an order, you will inform us again."

"We're waiting on the west side of the city."

On the west side of the city, there are all the craftsmen's shops on the street, some striking iron, some gilding bronze utensils, and some lifting tiles and repairing tiles on the beams.

Feng Xuanya was silent, as if he had been reborn, and he really seemed to have a wisp of remnant soul attached to something.

In my heart, there was a faint pain.

In his mind, a series of coherent pictures came to mind, all of which he had never experienced in this life.

After that, he had nightmares for two or three days in a row, nothing more than about the moment of falling from a cliff.

He involuntarily wrote several journals on a blank piece of paper, and the ink reflected on them was not his handwriting at all......

He's really a ghost, and it's terrifying......

And these diaries are all things he has never heard of.

About Qiao Nan, and about Ye Meng.

Could it be that the soul of the dead who came to him was Qiao Nan's person?

These fragmentary fragments, bit by bit of what happened between Qiao Nan, a young man, and Ye Meng, scene after scene, gradually became clearer and clearer in Yu Feng's mind as the days passed, as if the past was vivid.

Did he experience it himself, or was he dreaming?

It completely tortured him into an illness and couldn't sleep.