When he was about to leave the palace gate, a figure quickly jumped into the carriage of the Fengchen bandits.

"I thought I was really going to collect your body this time?"

Feng Xibai patted Feng Chen's shoulder and said with a smile,

"I thought I was doomed." When Feng Chen Bandit spoke, he also stopped his hairy hands and feet in time.

"As soon as I got the news, I went to my father's palace, but my fists are hard to beat the Royal Forest Army, if you don't come out again, I'm afraid I'm really going to force the palace."

"Will His Royal Highness really do it?"

"What about you? After all, King Yi still has the military power of 200,000 defenders in the border city of Jingzhou, and now that you have retreated, does it mean that you and your father have reached some kind of agreement? ”

"Does Your Highness believe me?"

Feng Chen's bandit's eyes were open, and the two looked at each other straight for a long time before Feng Xibai laughed,

"Okay, I won't ask again."

In the courtyard on the outskirts of the city, Zichong touched his chin and stood outside the door of Aman's room for an hour, Aman and Zi both secretly went out for two hours, wrapped in a black cloth and entered the house mysteriously with something I don't know, and then they rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, crackling, all kinds of voices, the two of them must have done something behind his back, but why did they hide it from him alone, it was too suspicious.

Just when Zichong made up his mind to rush in and take a look, Zi opened the door and came out, and then closed the door again with a "bang", "Hehe, brother, what are you doing here?" Let me go in and see. ”

Zichong's deliberate flattery did not let Zi Du open up to him, he stretched out his arm and put it in front of Zichong.

"Brother, I'm your own brother, why do you always help Aman?"

"What can you do to me?"

Zidu looked like I was reasonable, you couldn't beat me, and let Zichong jump straight to his feet.

"Brother, it's okay if I don't go in, just tell me what you guys are doing."

"Aman said he wanted to keep it a secret from you."

"Brother, you will ride Aman's habitual lawlessness on your head sooner or later."

"I've been riding by her for three hundred years, not this time."

Zidu's seriousness makes Zichong unable to refute,

"Brother, it's good if you're happy."

Yiwang Mansion, the old butler waited at the door for two hours, this sudden decree made his heart rise to his throat, if it wasn't for the prince's repeated instructions not to act rashly, he would have already contacted the people of the next three gates.

Seeing the carriage of the Fengchen bandit coming slowly from a distance, he put down his hanging heart, he hurriedly caught up, and saw the Fengchen bandit walking off the carriage unharmed, the old housekeeper burst into tears, and only muttered in his mouth, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

Feng Chen Bandit smiled and patted the old butler on the back, "You still let you worry about me so much, if my father knows, he will blame me, although Jingzhou is a border city that is not rich, but it is a place under the jurisdiction of my father... ”

"Shizi, I'm not old enough to say goodbye to my hometown, and I can still take care of you... The old housekeeper said that seeing the solemnity on Feng Chen's face, he knew that this day was still coming, "Okay, I'll take the prince over tomorrow." ”

The old butler watched Feng Chen's body go up the steps with a little heaviness, his back was a little bent, and his eyes were red again, "Shizi, you must take care." ”

Feng Chen just waved his hand, "I'll let someone from the upper three doors pick you up." ”

The moon still hung high in the evening, and for it, it was just an ordinary day. It is rare for Feng Chen Bandit to warm a pot of wine, his body is not suitable for drinking, but tonight he really wants to try the feeling of being drunk, even if there is one night he can not think about anything, and it is good to calculate without calculation.

It turns out that a person drinks alcohol, the wine is astringent, not good at all, the world is so quiet, he also wonders how there is not even a cicada and frog cry in this summer, it turns out that people sometimes like to be noisy, he suddenly remembered Aman's little girl, she made a lot of trouble, but she has rejected his invitation today, I am afraid that it will not appear, he still prepared two wine glasses, he himself wants to laugh at himself, maybe he is too lonely.

"Fengchen bandits, Fengchen bandits."

Hearing the voice, Feng Chen squeezed his eyes three times to make sure that he was not mistaken, the person who ran towards him with a smile was not Aman.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to do it today, but I asked the big fish to help me, and it's still quite fast, for you."

Aman held a dark red flute in both hands and came to the front of the Fengchen bandit, I don't know if it was because of the three glasses of wine, his reaction was a little sluggish,

"This is for me?"

"Hmm."

"Don't, ugly."

Aman couldn't help but roll his eyes, "What's the use of being pretty, this is the Demon Flute." ”

"Demon Flute?"

Feng Chen Bandit remembered, this is the little girl's demon control technique, he took the flute, looked at it over and over, it was very ordinary, and the shape was really ugly.

Seeing that he himself took it, Aman's little pride came up again, "Don't underestimate it, this is the branch of Ruomu that I have worked so hard to cut down, polished it, and the utility can be increased many times, you don't know that Zichong has been clamoring for me to make this for him for a hundred years, and I don't bother to get it for him." ”

"How does it work?" Feng Chen bandits also raised their interest,

"Actually, there's still one last step left before this Demon Flute is complete."

"The last step?"

Aman said and grabbed the hand of the Fengchen bandit, opened his mouth and bit it, the Fengchen bandit was startled, and later found that it was just a finger.

Aman squeezed out three drops of blood and squeezed them out of the flute, and it seemed to be alive, sucking them dry in an instant.

"Then it will be finished, and your blood will make it confess the Lord."

"Is that okay?" Feng Chen bandit expressed suspicion,

"Well, you can play a tune and try it."

Seeing that the Fengchen bandit was still confused, Aman could only demonstrate it himself, and with the sound of the flute, the vine on a willow tree next to the pavilion slowly reacted, and its branches and leaves extended to the Fengchen bandit's feet, and soon tied him up.

"How? Isn't it amazing? ”

"Well, it's amazing, but your flute is a little unbearable."

Feng Chen bandit smiled and told the truth,

"You people are like this, what's the use of being pretty, what's the use of being nice, it's good to make them obedient."

"What Miss Aman said is reasonable, but if it can be good to listen to and easy to use, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds."

The Fengchen bandit said and took the flute from Aman's hand, and the flute sound that came out tactfully complemented the movement of the vines, Aman opened his mouth wide, looking at the Fengchen bandit in the middle of the flying vines, the white clothes were fluttering, and the red hairband on the black hair seemed to be alive, she reached out and wiped the saliva that flowed from her mouth.

"What's the song you're playing?"

"Whatever you want."

Sure enough, people are more casual than people, and Aman's casualness is too casual.

"You name it."

"Me?" Aman blinked and was a little stunned, the only ink in her stomach was probably the self-reflection book that she was punished for writing or something.

"Zero vine, how's that?" Feng Chen bandits couldn't bear to look at Aman's facial features that were twisted together because of his hard thinking,

"Zero vine? Aman's vine? ”

Aman asked excitedly, Fengchen Bandit nodded, she suddenly hugged Fengchen Bandit's waist, and before he could feel the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, Aman suddenly jumped away,

"Great, I've decided that this Demon Flute will also be named after this song."

Aman happily kept spinning in circles, circling around the pillar, around the Fengchen bandits, around the table...

It turns out that this is the feeling of being drunk, dizzy, and there is still a smile on the corner of his mouth, Feng Chen Bandit thinks that when the moon is as bright as tonight in the future, maybe he can indulge himself.