Just when Feng Lingyu was concentrating on his career, the general, who was Feng Lingyu's father, Feng Yicheng, returned triumphantly.

On this day, the streets and alleys of this Guihai City were lively, and the streets were full of people, crowded with people, people stacked on top of each other, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

The restaurant and teahouse were also crowded with people, and people poked their heads out one after another, wanting to see their Beixuan Changsheng general's demeanor.

"Sister Ling, here, here." Luo Qingge happily pulled Feng Lingyu to find a high platform, where he could have an unobstructed view of the street.

Feng Lingyu's eyes were as bright as water, without a trace of waves, and there was no excitement like others.

"Sister Ling, I heard that the general won again this time, why aren't you excited at all?" Luo Qingge pushed away the person next to him and dragged Feng Lingyu to the top.

"How do you know I'm not excited?" Feng Lingyu smiled faintly, she was more excited than anyone else, the pillar of the Feng family, the Feng family came back to peel her skin, the scumbag father who had been silently guarding him in Feng Hao's mouth finally came back, and she could finally start the revenge plan.

"But I see that Sister Ling's expression is clearly not a little happy!" Luo Qingge looked at Feng Lingyu's face and shook his head helplessly. She still thinks that Sister Ling at night is funny and humorous.

"By the way, I heard that the general's son will also return to Beijing this time, and I heard that the young general has also made military achievements this time." Luo Qingge's eyes lit up, and he was very much looking forward to seeing the promising young general that year. Not only her, but also the young girls on the street are also full of expectations.

Major General?

Wind Xiangyi?

The brother who was the same father and mother as her should have been the closest person to the entire general and her. Thinking of this, Feng Lingyu smiled dumbly.

If the original owner's father has been fighting abroad for more than ten years and ignores her, she can reluctantly help him find a reason to not want to think of his old friend like Feng Hao.

However, Feng Xiangyi, the original owner's brother, has always been by her side when she was a child, but for her sister being bullied, not only did she not help, but she had an expression of wishing that the original owner would die early and be overborn. Even if he later went out with Feng Yicheng, every time he returned, he had to come to Fengyu Pavilion in a hurry, and when he found that the original owner Feng Lingyu was still alive, he always looked lost.

Feng Lingyu was suspicious in her heart, it stands to reason that Feng Xiangyu is four years older than her original owner, their mother left after giving birth to the original owner, and the original owner in the infant does not understand the situation, but even if the four-year-old Feng Xiangyu is not sensible, he should remember his mother and know that the original owner is his own sister.

What did the original owner do to make him hate him so much? Could it be because he was abandoned by his mother and took his resentment on his sister?

Feng Lingyu was thinking about it, when he heard a cheerful voice sound: "Sister Ling, the general, they have entered the city." ”

Feng Lingyu looked in the direction Luo Qingge pointed, and saw countless fluttering flags, and a horse directly below the banner was sitting on a horse. He was dressed in a dark robe, his face was cold, his hair was a little messy, and his beard had grown long, which had obviously not been taken care of for a long time. This person is Beixuan's victorious general, Feng Yicheng, who has never experienced defeat in the three years of the border.

And in addition to Feng Yicheng, there is another person who has attracted the most attention.

Feng Lingyu looked at the heroic young man behind Feng Yicheng, and a trace of coldness crossed his eyes. Feng Yicheng has not returned to Beijing for three years, but Feng Xiangcheng comes back to visit every year, so she recognized him at a moment.

At the same time, Feng Xiangyu in the crowd seemed to communicate with her heart, suddenly raised his head, looked over the crowd, and found Feng Lingyu in the vast sea of people at a glance.

The original resolute face that was as cold as frost instantly added a hearty smile.

It was his sister, the sister he had been waiting for for eighteen years, thinking about it day and night for eighteen years. He couldn't wait to put on his wings and fly to his sister's side.

"Sister Ling, he's looking at me, he's smiling at me, he's so good-looking." Luo Qingge, who was beside him, had crimson cheeks, looked at the smiling warm person in front of the team with burning eyes, and excitedly grabbed Feng Lingyu's hand.

However, at this moment, there were many uninvited guests on the originally lively everyone.

They were all black-clad and masked, armed with long swords, and they fell out of nowhere, blocking their way.

The leader is even more rampant, and bluntly says that he is seeking revenge for the soul of the dead who died at the hands of Feng Yicheng.

There are more than 20 people in black, but the kung fu under them is good, and they are strictly trained, they are organized and disciplined, and they have not wasted their tongues, let alone time, and they all pointed at the father and son of the Feng family.

The people on the street saw that the group of assassins were not interested in them, and they all watched the excitement and cheered for the general and the major general.

The uncooperative civilians caused a lot of trouble for the soldiers, who had to evacuate the crowd to protect the people while fighting to the death against the Assassins.

"As far as your three-legged cat is concerned, I advise you to stay obedient." Feng Lingyu saw Luo Qingge's eagerness on the side, and said out loud.

"Yes, county lord, let's stay away." Luo Qingge's maid Liuli was very nervous to protect her behind her.

"But, that little general..."At the critical moment, Luo Qingge still didn't forget the pannymphomania.

"He won't die for a while, but if you go up, it's really a good idea."

Feng Xiangyu kept an eye on the situation on Feng Lingyu's side while facing the enemy, and it could be seen that the four black-clothed men who were entangled in him did not pose any threat to him.

But just when Feng Xiangyi was glad that Feng Lingyu was not in danger, a man in black fell from the sky.

"Old wind, get out of the way!" Ling Yu always watched the situation around her at the beginning of the battle, Lao Feng didn't know martial arts, and her perception ability was naturally not as good as her.

That is, when Feng Lingyu heard the voice in her head, the man in black had already fallen beside her.

Seeing that Feng Lingyu avoided it, there was a little more yin owl in a pair of eagle eyes.

"Bold thief!" Just when the man in black was annoyed by the underestimation of the enemy, Luo Qingge had already flown up.

"Qingge is back!" Feng Lingyu's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed at the same time as the Ling Yu in his body.

At this moment, that is, a round of kung fu, Luo Qingge had already been defeated, and not only that, but the sword eye was about to penetrate her throat.

Luo Qingge looked at the sword that was bubbling with a cold breath and a cold light, and she didn't feel good in her heart, how could she find the person she wanted, she was going to die!

"Let her go, I'll go with you." Feng Lingyu didn't know when there was more murder in his eyes. "Otherwise, I'll leave you dead without a place to bury."

The man in black was stunned when he heard this, and then put the sword in his hand on Luo Qingge's snow-white neck.

"You? Why? ”

"With your brothers all captured, you can't escape from the palm of this brave and warlike Feng family army." Glancing at the battle situation below, most of the black-clothed people had been captured, and the Feng family's father and son were also hurrying towards this side. Feng Lingyu's eyes flashed, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and her smile revealed a deep meaning that could not be ignored. "If you don't complete your mission, you'll die worse than those captured assassins!"

Feng Lingyu's words made the man in black shudder, and the hand holding the long sword shook. He thought that this method of attacking the east and west was very good, and he could cover up his true intentions by taking advantage of General Feng's return to Beijing and assassinating the general. But he still failed, in the end he despised this weak girl.

Just when the man in black was hesitating, the girl's cold voice sounded again. "The person you have in your hand is the only daughter of Prince Ding, and she seems to be a good bargaining chip. But if she loses a strand of hair, do you think Prince Ding and the regent can let you go? ”

When the man in black heard the regent, his hands holding the long sword were instantly covered with fine sweat. When he received the task, he didn't say that the person next to Feng Lingyu was the county lord of Changping.

"Come here, change with her!"

"Sister Ling, don't!"

"Shut up, if you push me into a hurry, I don't care about the daughter of the king, the niece of the regent." It seemed that the man in black was a little excited, and the hair on Luo Qingge's shoulder was instantly cut off and fell to the ground.

"County Lord!" Liuli's frightened face was pale, if it weren't for Ruoshui's support, she would have been spread on the ground.

The two calmest people present were Feng Ling Yu and Ling Yu in her body.

Feng Lingyu thought that there was a narcissist who couldn't die in her anyway, Lingyu thought, the old wind dragged it, and when she came out, she had to peel off the skin of this dog mongrel.

On the high platform, the girl wore a white dress, her robe was slightly wide, and she was whirring in the cold wind, which made her body even more delicate. Her gaze was calm, and she walked towards the man in black step by step, until the cold blade moved from Luo Qingge's body to her neck, and the clear light in her eyes did not cause any ripples.

At this moment, Feng Yicheng and Feng Xiangyi, father and son, also jumped onto the high platform.

Feng Yicheng saw that familiar face, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, his lips kept trembling, even the hand holding the big knife was clenched to death, he was trembling, he was afraid, he was so afraid that he couldn't even say a word, his feet were like nails, fixed there, and couldn't move.

It's too much like it, it's too much like his Qing'er. Since Qing'er left, he had fantasized about their daughter's appearance countless times, but he never had the courage to face it, let alone go against Qing'er's dying wishes, he never knew that they looked so similar, and the eyebrows and eyes were simply carved out of a mold.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but this seven-foot man who fought on the battlefield and killed people like hemp, his eyes were full of tears when he saw his daughter.

"Let her go!" Feng Xiangyi's excitement when he saw Feng Lingyu was no less than Feng Yicheng, but in addition to being excited, he still retained his reason. Seeing the long sword hanging around his neck, the murderous intent in his eyebrows was undisguised.

The man in black smiled, "If I let her go, can I still live?" Major General when I am a fool? ”

"Let her go, I'll take you hostage." Feng Xiangyi's eyes were dark, and he looked at the man in black as if he was looking at a dead man.

The man in black laughed loudly, there are really many people rushing to be hostages this year.