Mu Tong led Cen Duxiao to the mourning hall, and just a few steps after walking out, Yuan Kang ran over in a hurry and shouted: "Oh no, little junior sister, junior sister is gone!"

Cen Duxiao panicked in her heart, and lifted her hijab, "What did you say?"

Yuan Kang took a big breath and smoothed his breath before saying, "She originally stayed in the mourning hall to talk to Shugui, but I left for a while, and I didn't see her anymore." ”

"Let's split up. ”

"Okay, I've already informed them. ”

Cen Duxiao quickly teleported to Yi Shugui's room, thinking that Nie Chunying was most likely there.

The furnishings in the bedroom remained unchanged, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, his sword was placed on the sword stand, and his robe hung on the screen.

Cen Duxiao looked at it in a daze for a long time, and his breath was still in the room, as if he had never left.

"Xiaoxiao. She was sad when she faintly heard someone calling her.

This voice seemed to come from all directions, she couldn't hear the source, it seemed like Yi Shugui's voice, he had returned to his soul?

She often heard people say that after death, people will return to their souls in the first seven days, and only when they return to their relatives to see their relatives for the last time will they go down to the underworld to be reincarnated with peace of mind.

However, she had never seen her deceased relatives return, and the timing of her out-of-body experiences was not so coincidental, and she did not know whether the legend was true or not.

She walked around the room, looking around.

Her eyes were sour, and she called softly, "Shuda, is it you? You're back?"

No one responded to her, but she was sure she had heard correctly.

She spun around in place, and the hem of her wedding dress fluttered, like a delicate and blooming flower. She said softly, "Yes, have you seen it? I mean what I say, and today I am married to you." ”

"I'm sorry, I always rejected you in the past, I always thought that you would always be by my side no matter what, I never considered your feelings, and I left you alone on Crescent Island. Memories rolled in, and a sour feeling of guilt came over her, and she didn't know if he could hear it.

"You can go to reincarnation with peace of mind, I hope you don't meet me again in the next life, I may be really ominous. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Shugui's saber suddenly shook and fell from the sword stand.

Cen Duxiao was not afraid at all, calmly picked up the sword on the ground, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will definitely not let go of the murderer who killed you." ”

"Xiaoxiao, you are so beautiful today. ”

The voice was distinctly familiar, yet unfamiliar, as if it came from a distant heaven.

It's not like Yi Shugui usually talks to her in a lively tone, but it's a little low and dumb.

No, she didn't leave the soul, and it was impossible for her to hear the ghost speak.

She followed the sound, tracing the source of the sound, and instantly landed on the creek at the foot of Mount Hua, the place where Yi Shugui confessed his heart to her for the first time.

The breeze blows through the water and sparkles.

She sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and she looked down at the spray of blood on the gravel path.

At the end of the bloodstains, the back of the red clothes was extraordinarily demonic, and people did not dare to look at it. She hesitated, her heart beating wildly.

Why is he here?

Did he learn that she was married to Yi Shugui today and made a special trip to find her?

Her heart was filled with extreme unease, and she quickly summoned Wangshu, held it in her hand, and told herself that she must keep her sanity.

Feng Yizhi turned around and saw her in a wedding dress, a look of surprise flashed in her dark eyes, and then she showed a mocking smile, and her words were extremely sarcastic: "Young Master Yi is so blessed, everyone can still marry such a beautiful wife after death, I really envy others." ”

Yi Shugui's death was related to him, and his cold ridicule at the moment seemed to have no guilt in his heart at all.

Cen Duxiao was secretly angry, no matter what, why should he feel guilty? Even if Mo Ran didn't do any evil, he loved her and was unprincipled.

It's just that she has a strange feeling for some reason, the person in front of her is him, but it is not like him, because he has never spoken to her in this tone.

To be honest, in the past, his voice was gentle, whether he was angry, angry or joking, he always spoke in a lazy and casual tone, never so yin and yang, cynicism.

Cen Duxiao said coldly, "What are you doing here?" After asking, she regretted it, why did she ask, shouldn't she rush forward and do everything she can to kill him to avenge her master?

Feng Yizhi took a few steps forward without hurrying, with a light smile between his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Come and see you, do I learn how well I learn Yi Shugui's voice? Do you want to go with me? I can listen to you at any time and relieve your lovesickness." ”

Cen Duxiao was stunned for a moment, only to feel that his eyes had changed, and they were no longer clear, and at this moment his eyes were full of resentment, a kind of resentment that wanted to kill her immediately.

What's even more strange is that in the past, Wangshu would be restless when she met him, and she had to hold it down to barely stop, but now it is extremely quiet.

She pressed the question in her heart and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

She couldn't believe he was just coming to see her, he must have something else in mind.

Feng Yizhi took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his fingertips, and sighed softly: "You don't believe it." ”

Blood.

The blood on the ground, the blood on his hands......

Cen Duxiao thought of Nie Chunying's disappearance, and became more and more uneasy.

She held Wang Shu angrily, and as her emotions fluctuated, Wang Shu swung out an arc-shaped sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his chest, "What happened to your sister?"

Feng Yizhi threw away the veil and looked puzzled, "How can I know your master?"

Then, he suddenly paused, and an expression of sudden realization appeared on his face, "No wonder, Yi Shugui is really a little similar to her, it turns out that she is Yi Shugui's mother." ”

Cen Duxiao's patience was exhausted, and her anger had reached the limit: "Where is she?"

No, it won't, she reassured herself repeatedly in her heart, not wanting to think about the worst.

She hated herself for still having a trace of thoughts about him, thinking that even if he had the power of the demon god and couldn't control himself, he still had a clear conscience.

Feng Yizhi's expression was calm and calm, and his slender index finger pointed to the side of the stream, and said leisurely: "It's dead, you go downstream to look for it, maybe you can still find the body." The tone was as light as if it weren't a human life.

Cen Duxiao trembled, her angry eyes were like two sharp swords, and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "It's you, you killed her?"

Feng Yizhi calmly met her eyes, without dodging at all, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your master before, she rushed up and wanted to kill me, I can't wait for death without fighting back, and then I will hit harder, but I left her a whole corpse." ”

After that, he smiled again: "I don't often leave whole corpses for people, but I have done a good thing in your face." ”

There seemed to be a "buzz" sound in Cen Duxiao's ears, and her brain was about to explode, and she couldn't shed a single tear anymore.

Here and now, she had only one thought, and that was to kill him!