As soon as Yi Xing entered the door, he only felt that the scene he saw in front of him was extremely strange. He saw that Master Ming Shiyin's silver hair was shining with a charming luster, and the faint glimmer around his body was even more like an immortal. What's even more amazing is that the magic weapon behind the master is constantly rotating, and the peony blooming in the magic weapon seems to be affected by the breath.

Although Yi Xing didn't know what the master was doing, he felt that such a master was quiet and beautiful, just like a peony blooming peacefully in the sunset, which made it difficult to take his eyes off.

"Master, tea is here!" Yi Xing whispered with joy.

Unexpectedly, after Ming Shiyin heard Yi Xing's voice, a trace of weakness flashed on his face, followed by anger. He turned his head sideways and glanced at Yi Xing coldly, and his cold gaze stabbed at Yi Xing's body like a sharp knife. Yi Xing's heart chuckled, and he immediately lowered his head extremely quickly and stared at his toes, not daring to look at Ming Shiyin again.

"Come in later, remember to knock on the door." Only then did Ming Shiyin take back his cold gaze. He took a deep breath and used his mind to control the aura of the ghost peony, and the ghost peony was suppressed by the breath of Ming Shiyin, and then gradually converged, and no longer drew spiritual power from Di Renjie.

"Yes, I know." Yi Xing lowered his voice and replied cautiously.

Yi Xing didn't hear Ming Shiyin's answer for a long time, he stood stupidly at the door for a while, hesitated for a few seconds, and continued to lower his head and asked, "Then does Master want to drink tea now?" ”

"Put it on the table, I'm tired." Ming Shiyin got up slowly, and he was still thinking about Lu Qingli's soul bead in his heart.

"Yes." Yi Xing responded honestly, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. He bent over and trotted to the wooden table, placing the teacup in his hand gently on the table.

Ming Shiyin had absorbed enough spiritual power unconsciously because of his talents, and now his body couldn't help but emit a faint light. The light was already eye-catching, not to mention his snow-white robe, Ming Shiyin was like a moving moonlight, cold and charming.

He walked over to the wooden table in the room and sat down on a wooden stool. Tired, he stretched out a hand to gently support his forehead, and pressed his elbow against the table slightly. The silver hair, which was originally all scattered behind him, had some sporadic pieces hanging down on the side of his face, and the silver threads were like snow lining Ming Shiyin's white and pure face, which was even more charming and beautiful.

Yi Xing looked at Master's tired appearance, and only felt that Master was exceptionally beautiful and good-looking. Just like when he was wandering, squatting in the corner of the dirty wall, he saw Ming Shiyin for the first time. Ming Shiyin was dressed in white and walked slowly in front of him.

When Yi Xing was puzzled, Ming Shiyin used his slender fingers to lift the hat covering his head.

Ming Shiyin under the light gauze curtain revealed his gentle and charming face, it was a person as pure as snow and as beautiful as moonlight, Yi Xing was stunned at that time. And Ming Shiyin just smiled at Yi Xing, and Yi Xing suddenly felt that the whole world was gentle, and he also pursed his lips slightly and smiled.

For Yi Xing, being able to be taken in by Ming Shiyin at that time seemed to have spent all his life's luck.

Even if he followed Ming Shiyin's side, Ming Shiyin was always lukewarm to him, and he felt that it was a blessing to follow Ming Shiyin.

After all, not everyone has such good luck to meet such a good master.

For example, Pei Baohu, Ming Shiyin always doesn't want to see him, let alone accept him as a disciple. So Yi Xing always felt that he was closer to Ming Shiyin than others, no matter what, he was Ming Shiyin's apprentice.

"Why don't you leave?" Ming Shiyin closed his eyes slightly and asked.

"Uh... Let's go. Yi Xing secretly glanced at Ming Shiyin a few more times, and quickly turned around to leave. Just when Yi Xing pushed open the door and raised his feet to walk out, Ming Shiyin suddenly stopped Yi Xing again.

"What did you just see?" Ming Shiyin frowned and asked coldly.

"In vain... Didn't see anything. Yi Xing hesitated and replied. Fang Ming Shiyin's cold gaze made him palpitate, probably the master didn't want to be bumped into by him, so it was better to pretend to be stupid, so as not to make the master angry again.

"Hmm." Ming Shiyin only opened his eyes at this time, and slowly looked at Yi Xing with his gaze. Ming Shiyin's slender eyes blinked slightly, his eyes were blurry and moving, but they were secretly dangerous.

The maple is cold, and the wind is gusting.

Di Renjie dragged his seriously injured body, and finally stumbled to the trap of Feng Lenglin. As he approached the trap, he felt something was not right, because it was so quiet. Could it be that Shangguan Wan'er was tired of crying, so she fell asleep tired?

Di Renjie took a deep breath and walked towards the trap with all his strength. He hadn't figured out how to explain to Shangguan Wan'er how the sword wound on his body came from. If he hadn't forcibly changed his body, Shangguan Wan'er's body would not have suffered a heavy blow.

As a result, when Di Renjie walked to the top of the trap, he saw a big hole in the iron cage of the trap. When I looked down again, there was not even a trace of a mouse in the trap.

"Where are Miss Wan'er and Yuan Fang?" Di Renjie tightened his eyebrows in surprise. Seeing that the sky was about to get brighter, and the rune effect was about to gradually disappear, Di Renjie was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot.

"Clues... The person who saves people will definitely leave clues. Di Renjie forced himself to calm down, and carefully observed the destroyed iron cage, which had several shoe prints nearby.

Just as Di Renjie leaned down and was engrossed in observing things, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the Fengleng Forest. The wind whirred and blew the red maples down.

"Mingfu, the person you are looking for is in Mingfu." A cold, unemotional voice came from the darkness.

"Who? Who are you? Di Renjie raised his head alertly and glanced around, but he couldn't judge the source of the sound. It was only a moment before the sound of the wind stopped.

Di Renjie could only hear the sound of falling leaves in his ears, and there was no shadow in the dark forest on all sides.

Who is this person who suddenly speaks? Why should he help me? Could this be a trap? Di Renjie frowned, unable to judge. He only knows that there is a new person coming to Chang'an, and what is the purpose of this person? Di Renjie didn't know, and now it seemed that the only thing to do to find Shangguan Wan'er in the Ming Mansion was to find Shangguan Wan'er.

After changing his body with Shangguan Wan'er, he wanted to go to see the empress immediately. First of all, I had to ask about the Dongfeng Altar back then, and then the whereabouts of the Linglong lock and the opening of the Cloud Breaking Palace. The most important thing is to rehabilitate the unjust case in the past, he can't let Su Lie die in vain!

Di Renjie was thinking about it, but the wound on his back cracked a little more, and the venom on Li Xinjian's sword continued to spread, and the wounded wound was already slightly purple. Di Renjie pinched out a piece of rune from his fingertips, tried his best to breathe for himself, turned around and began to run towards the Ming Mansion.

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Weak broken thoughts:

First of all, thank you for supporting the little cutie who supports the wind rising! Because of your support, I have the motivation to keep writing!

Then let's talk about some questions about the wind rising~

Earlier, I saw a reader in the comment section asking who the protagonist of the wind is. Actually, there is no specific protagonist in this story. Every king hero who appears in this may be the protagonist, but I wrote more from Di Renjie's perspective.

A long time ago, I thought that if I could, I would write a story for each hero. But then it turned out that the project was too big. And then in the wind, I try to build a story for all the heroes who appear. (This is also very difficult)

For example, the short story of Angela and Arthur, the fire girl, was written earlier, and some entanglements between Bai Zhao and Genghis Khan were written later, and the matter of the Eastern Emperor Evil Temple was vaguely mentioned. The Shadow of the Night written in this volume is mainly about the dark form of Li Xin and the "Shadow" (the power dispute between the Li family and the Wu family).

The later volumes will slowly write about Ming Shiyin, Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi's incident at the Dongfeng Altar, the mystery of Di Renjie's disappearance, and many others. For example, why Kai Zeng appeared in Haidu, and the fall of Jinting City, King of Lanling, and so on.

In general, this story is wanted to be written, because of the Cloud Breaking Hall in Chang'an, a large number of kings and heroes gathered together. Through the continuous progress of this incident, it will slowly unravel the love and hatred that each of them once had. As for the outcome of each person, depending on the choices made, there are good and bad.

Maybe because I haven't written this kind of long story, it's very difficult to navigate the whole structure, and it may not be as good as it should be. But for now, most of the storylines are similar to what I expected, and I will still use multiple perspectives to intersperse and tell the past of the entire King Continent.

I've been working hard to portray it, and I hope that the kings and heroes in the wind are more vivid. Maybe some people don't get their heart's wish in the end, at least in the process, they never give up.

The wind rises not because of Lord Di alone, but by all the kings and heroes. As long as the people in this story will have their own world, but the size is different.

Finally, thank you readers for your company~ Thank you for having you, Bixin!