Feng Yizhi picked up the note at the door, the font on the note was elegant and elegant, he looked at it for a while, stunned.

"Thank you Feng Gongzi for trying to save me many times, so I said goodbye, the mountains and rivers are far away, and we will never see each other again. May the wind boy have a smooth and safe life. ”

"The mountains are high and the waters are far away, and we will never ......see each other again," Feng Yizhi folded the note and sandwiched it in the book, muttering: "It's still ruthless......"

He stepped into the side hall where Cen Duxiao lived, sat in front of the desk, and found a scroll of paintings on the table, he spread out the scrolls, in which he walked in the mountains full of colorful aura, elegant and refined, and independent.

Feng Yizhi was puzzled and sad, why didn't she take this painting away, and was the "never seen again" so decisive?

In this life, she had a rough life, but fortunately she was adopted by Yi Han and entered Huashan, and her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not bad, and she had changed too much compared to the one he was familiar with.

For several days, Feng Yizhi stayed in the Mufeng Hall to recuperate, waiting for the opportunity to sneak into Hengshan.

Today he tried, and the spiritual power in his body was enough to support him to go back and forth, and that night he made a quick decision and went to Hengshan.

Hengshan at night is still brightly lit, and with the fire talisman given by the Hades King, he has been unimpeded along the way and has not been discovered.

At this time, Cen Duxiao and his party were on their way back to Huashan, if it was really Hengshan people who wanted to harm her, it was very likely that they would act again.

Feng Yizhi found a hidden place in the back mountain, cast a hidden enchantment, and planned to stay in Hengshan for a while to find out the secrets of Hengshan.

"Did you hear that? The boss vomited blood again today, and I felt like I couldn't stand it. A Hengshan disciple discussed with a few people walking beside him.

Another disciple motioned for him to speak up, "Don't be blind, the head of the sect is not sick for one or two, everyone thought it was bad several times before, but the result was not the same." ”

"What kind of disease is he? I haven't seen him out of the customs since I started. ”

"Who knows, now Hengshan is handled by the acting head of the house, and the head of the house will take care of it if he is sick, and he will be happy."

"It can't be like this, our head of Hengshan has always been hereditary, if the head of the house really passes away, then the new head should be Senior Brother Guo, the son of the head of the house, why can't it be the turn of the acting head of the house?"

"Senior Brother Guo is still young, and in terms of the prestige of the sect, where can he compare to his cousin. ”

"Hey, whatever, no matter who is in charge, it makes no difference to us outer disciples. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yizhi decided to visit Guo Jia, the head of the gate who had never been out of the customs.

He found the place where Guo Jia was retreating, which was a cave, and the sound of dripping water could be faintly heard.

He couldn't help but be surprised that the head of Hengshan was seriously ill and lived in such a damp and cold cave. The entrance to the cave was guarded by a few disciples, and it didn't look like a retreat, but like a prisoner.

Feng Yi is not good at breaking through, and only when the disciples change the guard and the guards are lax did they find an opportunity to get closer.

He lightly touched the barrier at the entrance of the cave, and the cave immediately became alert, and said, "Who is it?"

He instantly leaned against the corner of the stone wall and hid, only to realize that the person in the cave was not talking to him just now.

The lights in the cave were dim, and I saw a middle-aged man with a bloodless face and gray hair sitting on the edge of the bed, presumably Guo Jia.

"Who told you to do this? How many times have I told you, don't be anxious, why are you, why don't you listen?" Guo Jia reprimanded the young man kneeling in front of him, coughing incessantly between words, it seemed that he was terminally ill as those outer disciples said, and he looked like he had run out of oil.

The young man leaned over and kowtowed, hatefully: "Master, you know, I am burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, I can't forget how my parents died tragically every night, I can't practice like other disciples just to cultivate my self-cultivation, I just want to improve my cultivation to avenge my parents!"

Guo Jia sighed and shook his head, helped the young man up, and said: "Yun Zhao, you have been blinded by hatred, your movement this time is too big, Hengshan can't leave you anymore, you go down the mountain immediately, look back at you and do it yourself!"

Yun Zhao bowed his head and bowed slightly, "I know that the master is for my good, but even if I fight for my life, I will not give up, I will leave Hengshan, and I will never bring trouble to the master, your kindness, I can only repay it in the next life." I hope Master will take good care!"

"Go for it......"

Yun Zhao respectfully exited the cave, and then Edgeworth descended the mountain, and Feng Yizhi followed Yun Zhao, according to the conversation between Guo Jia and Yun Zhao, it seems that the previous Yao Beast was related to Yun Zhao.

If it was true that Yun Zhao was bent on killing Cen Duxiao, then he had to see what else he would do.

He wondered why Yun Zhao looked about the same age as Cen Duxiao, why did he have such a deep hatred for her?

Yun Zhao went away, and he didn't stop to rest along the way, and finally chose to settle down in Jin'an City.

When Cen Duxiao and his party return to Huashan, they will definitely pass through Jin'an City, and it seems that Yun Zhao will ambush Jin'an City again.

According to the day, Cen Duxiao should be about to go to Jin'an City to chat, but Yun Zhao didn't seem to be in a hurry, and walked around the market in the city, bought some wine and food, as if he was going to visit someone.

After shopping, Yun Zhao headed towards the outskirts of the city, and when he reached an open area, he stopped, and said something in his mouth.

After a while, a mansion appeared in front of him, and the plaque at the door of the house was called Yanyang Palace.

"The ...... of the Yanyang Palace" Feng Yizhi repeatedly confirmed it several times, and he was not mistaken, this architectural style is also seven or eight points similar to the Yanyang Palace in Yanggu.

The sudden discovery made him feel that none of this was so simple, Yun Zhao was not the mastermind behind the scenes, and he couldn't control the high-level fire spells with his cultivation as the foundation, which he had thought of a long time ago, but who was this mastermind behind the scenes, and was the Yanyang Hall here a coincidence or deliberate?

Feng Yizhi continued to follow Yun Zhao and entered the "Yanyang Palace" together, and the furnishings in the hall were also similar to the Yanggu Yanyang Palace, he really couldn't think of anyone other than Mo Ran and the mountain spirits of Yanggu who would be so familiar with the Yanyang Palace.

With a full stomach full of questions, he followed Yun Zhao into the house.

"Have you done your business?"

There was an ethereal voice in the room, the voice was disguised by magic, it sounded delicate and tactful, and there was a low, hoarse echo that made it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

Feng Yizhi thought about it for a long time in his mind, and he didn't remember if he knew such a person or a spirit.

Yun Zhao put down the things he bought and waved his hand, "I'm sorry, there was a master who rescued her and let her escape......"

The man angrily rebuked, "This can't be done!"

Then he seemed to react to something, "Are you superior, do you know what it's called?" There was a hint of expectation and a hint of nervousness in his tone.

"It seems that I heard them call him 'Feng Gongzi', do you need me to check it out?"

"No need, it's me thinking too much, how can it be him......"

Yun Zhao seemed to see that the man was in a frustrated mood, and stepped forward and said softly: "I bought you peach blossom stuffed and some pastries, you can taste them." ”

"Let it go, I'll be out in a while, and you don't have to come......"

Yun Zhao nodded and smiled: "With your shot, it will be foolproof." ”