Under the ancient tree with branches as lush as umbrellas, Bai Feng, who fell on the hard earth and stone on the top of the cliff, struggled with great effort, and he wanted an explanation from Mo Crow. Ignoring the dust and grass stalks on the ground, he tried to get up, but found that his hands and feet were now weak, and he couldn't exert half of his strength.

Bai Feng didn't know why this was happening, the pain in his heart at this time was thousands of times more painful than smashing on the ground.

"When your eyes are always looking at the sky, never forget that your feet are always stained with dust."

The ink crow paced step by step from Bai Feng's side, walked to the edge of the cliff, did not look at him, just looked down at Xinzheng City under the mountain.

"Why?!" Bai Feng looked at the ink crow and asked with trembling eyes.

He couldn't believe that the only person he really trusted, like a brother and father, was launching a sneak attack on him mercilessly! His whole body trembled violently from this sudden change, and he coughed incessantly.

"Have you forgotten my name? The crow always follows death. ”

The ink feather on the crow's shoulder swayed in the mountain wind, his back stood still like a mountain, and a cold voice came. As he spoke, he turned to face Bai Feng, with a murderous aura faintly appearing in his eyes, really like the fierce bird that was closely related to death.

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar ink crow, Bai Feng asked in a trembling voice, "So, the goal of today's mission is ...... That's me? ”

Mo Crow replied coldly: "That's right. ”

Bai Feng understood a little, he put his left hand on the ground, forced half of his body to prop up, stroked his sluggish chest with his right hand, coughed a few times, and said, "Is it Ji Wuye's order?" ”

Mo Crow still said with a cold face: "The training we received since childhood is to accept only one person's orders. ”

Bai Feng naturally knew that if a person was too deeply influenced by one thing since childhood, generally speaking, he would never be able to free himself from the invisible control of his spirit. Only by severing the past and completely disappearing from this world can we be liberated.

He knew what fate he was about to face, but he still looked up and asked, "You're going to kill me?" ”

The crow's voice was emotionless: "Another training we have received is that orders must be carried out. ”

Hearing this, Bai Feng's heart couldn't help sinking, accompanied by bursts of tearing pain. He knew that this was not from the crow's heart, but from the manipulation of fate.

Mo Crow slowly squatted down, approaching Bai Feng's face, staring at him with his eyes, and said word by word: "There are some invisible lines that we can't cross. I warned you, but you're too headstrong. ”

Bai Feng knew what the ink crow meant, the woman in the Bird Pavilion was a human being or a plaything in the eyes of the general, but one thing was certain, the general regarded her as a general's business, and others could only see her as a "general's". Whoever dares to have other ideas, the general will make him disappear from this world completely.

Bai Feng originally knew this, but sometimes feelings would be left unattended, especially when a simple and hot-blooded teenager had feelings for a girl for the first time.

Bai Feng knew that this was very dangerous, and when this danger was imminent, no one could save him, and neither could Mo Crow.

He raised his eyes to look at the crow, trying to calm his voice a bit, "If you say that, you won't feel too guilty after killing me." Hmph, I'm willing to accept this reason. ”

When it came to the last few words, Bai Feng's words could no longer remain calm, with a slight trill.

Bai Feng looked at Mo Crow's extremely familiar and very unfamiliar face, and couldn't help but feel sad, never thinking that he would die at the hands of the person he trusted the most.

At this moment, Bai Feng's neck was suddenly choked by the ink crow's hand, and at the same time, an angry roar that almost gritted his teeth sounded in his ears:

"Stupid! For the inexplicable extra piano in the Bird Pavilion, seven people have already lost their lives, why did they die? Who will feel guilty for their death?! ”

Mo Crow glared viciously at Bai Feng, who was pinched by him and couldn't breathe, and his face was a little red and distorted, and shouted: "You never listen to persuasion!" You've always been so headstrong! ”

Bai Feng was almost out of breath, his two eyebrows were clamped tightly, and a pair of pure eyes looked at the angry ink crow in pain.

Bai Feng struggled, wheezing hard, and said with difficulty: "Their death ...... Responsible...... Be...... Those who ordered their execution. ”

He felt that he was not wrong, but he gave a piano to the beautiful and lonely girl, and listened to the music with appreciation and emotion.

He didn't mean to hurt anyone. If the general had not been such a cruel and unkind man, no one would have died.

But what if? How can there be so many ifs? In any case, he still inadvertently involved innocent people, answering the proverb "I don't kill Beren, but Beren will die because of me".

Mo Crow lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelids trembled, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and let go of Bai Feng, and then the palm of his right hand swung out with force, slamming it on Bai Feng's chest.

"Uhh

With a "bang", the leaves fell one after another, and Bai Feng slid down from the trunk of the tree little by little, and fell weakly sideways among the blades of grass at the root of the tree. He felt his bones fall apart, and he leaned against the trunk of the tree and gasped, unable to move for a long time.

The crow turned around and stood on the edge of the cliff with his back to Bai Feng.

Bai Feng finally sat up reluctantly, leaned his upper body against the tree, and raised his head to look at the ink crow, but a wisp of blood appeared from the corner of his mouth. He gasped for a moment, looked at the ink crow on the edge of the cliff and said, "I know why you're so angry. ”

"You won't understand!" Mo Crow said coldly,

There was a low sigh in the anger.

Bai Feng suddenly became very excited, and subconsciously said: "Actually, you know very well that no one is guilty of their death at all, no one cares, and no one cares. Because, like them, you see our own shadow in them! ”

Bai Feng stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was a little gloomy.

His eyes fixed on the front, he raised his head and said slowly, "I once heard a song about a lonely bird looking for its companion. It flew for a long time, but was never found. It was finally tired and tired, and stayed in an empty valley. Although it has wings, it doesn't know where to fly in the face of the vast sky. ”

At this moment, Bai Feng's ethereal heart was filled with a beautiful figure - Rongyu. The music of the piano made Bai Feng's deep yearning for freedom awaken, but it also made him hesitate, a kind of hesitation in the face of freedom, which he could not get.

Mo Crow looked at the sky and said in a low voice: "You are doing this all to get jade?" ”

Bai Feng muttered and replied: "Perhaps, I am also in the cage, and I also see my own shadow in her." ”

This is Bai Feng's explanation to the ink crow and to himself.

He couldn't understand for a while, what he was emotionally excited about was just his own shadow, was it the jade in his mind, or the real her?

Mo Crow suddenly stepped forward, leaned over and tapped two fingers on Bai Feng's chest, and untied the acupoint: "You go." ”

The internal breath that was suffocated in Bai Feng's chest gradually cleared, his strength recovered, he stood up, and asked worriedly: "Then, what should I do about your task?" ”

Of course he wanted to live, but he was even more reluctant to involve the crows. The Crow was willing to disobey Ji Wuye's orders for him, and he knew what it would bring to the Crow.

Mo Crow turned around again, turned his back to Bai Feng and said lightly, "We're all going to start fleeing." ”

He spoke so lightly, coldly, and indifferently, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

Bai Feng hesitated and asked, "We are all very clear about Ji Wuye's methods. Are you sure? ”

Mo Crow glanced at him: "Which of the two of us has better light skills?" ”

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled, and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Crow said indifferently, "Haven't you heard of it? Two good friends encounter a beast, so one of them immediately changes into light shoes. The other asked him, "You can't outrun the beast if you change your shoes," and the man replied, "I just need to outrun you." ”

Bai Feng's face twitched slightly, he knew that Mo Crow was joking, and then his expression brightened again, revealing a passionate smile, and said loudly: "I will definitely be faster than you in the future." ”

Mo Crow walked up to Bai Feng step by step and said word by word: "From the moment we disobeyed Ji Wuye, death began to approach, and there was no future. ”

He slapped Bai Feng's shoulder with his right hand and stared at him, his tone full of firm expectation: "You have to grow now!" You have to be faster, fast enough to escape death. Got it? ”

The ink crow's hand was on Bai Feng's shoulder and did not let go for a long time.

In this dangerous and sinister world, Bai Feng is too simple. Mo Crow knows that simplicity is a feeling that is easy to be eliminated. Although he chose him as his deputy at the beginning, it was because his eyes were as clear as the lake and as blue as the sky.

But now he hopes that Bai Feng can grow up quickly, try his best to forget his previous connivance and protection for him, and not rely on himself, and fly alone.

Growing up, especially in these turbulent times, is too painful. Mo Crow had experienced such pain, and although he knew that Bai Feng would have to face it sooner or later, he tried his best to make it come later and let Bai Feng have a few more happy days.

In the face of death, Bai Feng must grow up immediately, and growth is an inevitable catastrophe in Bai Feng's life.

The crow's heart was not good. Although he hoped that Bai Feng could maintain that simple and innocent heart, he also hoped that Bai Feng could understand many things as soon as possible.

Bai Feng felt the warmth and strength of the ink crow's palm, and the ink crow still guarded him as before, this time he just hoped that he would learn a lesson,

He felt like he would never really despair.

After a long time, the ink crow's hand, which heard a faint strange sound behind the surrounding trees, finally let go and retracted, and his tone became understated again: "Then, there will be a period later." ”

Seeing that the ink crow was about to leave, Bai Feng was slightly panicked: "We, aren't we together?" ”

Mo Crow stopped, stood opposite to Bai Feng, and said, "We must separate. In this way, they will not be able to concentrate their forces on the hunt. ”

The crow took a few steps away, took a vertical leap, and flew out.

Bai Feng turned his head slightly. He was a little reluctant, and more faintly worried, he was really afraid that he would never see the ink crow again. He almost turned and chased after him, but in the end he didn't.

He slowly paced to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the fireworks rising in Xinzheng City.

"They have wings, they face the sky, but they don't know where to fly...... Only the dumbest birds would do that. Bai Feng thought with a wry smile in his heart.

The white phoenix stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering behind him, and the feathers on his shoulders were shaking restlessly. He shook his head, flew towards the noisy city, flew in the direction of the Bird Pavilion, he thought of a person, a person who was very important to him - Lang Yu, he wanted to take her with him, to escape from the shackles of the Bird Pavilion.

Watching Bai Feng leave, the ink crow hiding among the dense branches and leaves only revealed half of its face, watching the traces of Bai Feng's departure.

Suddenly, he peered through the gaps in the leaves, his eyes turned left and right, and he caught a glimpse of several dark shadows flying through the treetops. These killers didn't find the ink crow, so they naturally went to hunt down Bai Feng.

Mo Crow knew that after the spectacle of a hundred birds gathering on the Bird Pavilion, Ji Wuye no longer trusted himself, and the efficiency and speed of the actions of these henchmen he secretly sent were beyond imagination.

The crow is the messenger of death, and when talking to Bai Feng, the ink crow naturally senses the breath of death. If he had left immediately, he would have been followed, and it would have been extremely difficult to get rid of these difficult killers. He pretended to be separated from Bai Feng, and then quickly hid himself, and sure enough, he was not discovered.

A ** killer chased Bai Feng away, and the ink crow prayed that Bai Feng could dodge these cold knives and arrows, while also covering his breath, learning from the praying mantis to catch cicadas, and followed.