Then Ouyang gently patted Murong Feixue's fat buttocks, and said obscenely: "Alas, beauty, if you seduce me like this again, I will really attack you, you suddenly changed so much today, is there something wrong?" Then Ouyang turned back to Leng Jun's face.

Seeing Ouyang's cold and handsome face, Murong Feixue said angrily: "Cut, it's not fun at all!" After finishing speaking, she slowly let go of Ouyang, stood up, stretched a little, and then sat down beside Ouyang seriously.

After sitting down, she looked at Ouyang angrily, pouted, and said angrily: "Hmph, you said, how did you and Murong Yan'er meet, and seeing that you were so close when you came back, do you have feelings for her and want her to be a member of your harem, hum......" Then she clasped her hands to her chest and looked away angrily.

Seeing Murong Feixue's angry appearance, Ouyang felt happy in her heart, so she smiled and stretched out her hand on Murong Feixue's shoulder, and said teasingly: "I said, why are you going to be so big today, it turns out that you are jealous, will you take the initiative to seduce me, hehe!"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue's face was slightly red, and he said domineeringly: "Who is jealous, this girl is naturally beautiful, she will eat her jealousy, I bah!"

Seeing that Murong Feixue was actually talking dirty for himself, Ouyang's heart felt warm, so he smiled and took Murong Feixue into his arms, and said indifferently: " I'm really happy to see you like this, but you don't have to be so angry, it's impossible for me to be with Yan'er, I don't know why, seeing her watery eyes, I have an indescribable sense of intimacy, just like a relative who hasn't seen her for a long time, I want to take the initiative to care for her, but this feeling is different from love, unattractive, like family affection, a lifetime of continuous blood, so I recognized her as a sister, I hope to be able to take good care of her in the future, so as not to suffer a little!"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue turned her head, looked at Ouyang suspiciously, and asked softly, "Really?"

Seeing Murong Feixue's half-believing look, Ouyang lowered his head and kissed Murong Feixue's face, and said solemnly: "Really, I can swear to God, if I have the slightest thought about Murong Yan'er, I will ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Murong Feixue stretched out her white and tender little hand to cover Ouyang's mouth, and said eagerly: "Don't say it, good spirits are not bad spirits, if you really deal with things, what should you do with me?" Then she snuggled obediently in Ouyang's arms, looking very weak.

Seeing Murong Feixue's worried look, Ouyang gently patted Murong Feixue's shoulder and said warmly: "Don't worry, I won't 'mess around' with women, I'm already content with a few of you." ”

Then he sighed softly and said with emotion: "Zhao Tianlong, the head of Tianji Gate, once helped me calculate, I will have four wives in my life, all of which are related to the Wuyuan Pearl, and now Ling'er has obtained the Water Moon Divine Bead, you have obtained the Flame Bead, but the Golden Light Bead and the Xuantu Bead have not been found, and Mingyue has obtained the innate divine soldier Yi Shuihan, I believe that she will get a Divine Bead sooner or later." As for the last woman, I think it should be the daughter of the patriarch of the Didi Clan, firstly, the Diggling Clan is the guardian of the Xuantu Pearl, and secondly, I and the daughter of the Diggling Clan's patriarch have been married since childhood, so no matter from that aspect, she is likely to be the most 'sexual'!"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue thought in her heart that there would be three women to share Ouyang with her in the future, and she immediately felt a burst of displeasure in her heart, but thinking that all this was Ouyang's fate, not to mention, there have always been many beautiful women to follow, how can there be more than four, thinking of this, her heart is much better.

Then she asked curiously, "What about Yuhe, what's the matter with her?"

Hearing Yuhe's name, Ouyang suddenly felt his whole body tremble, and in an instant, the picture of Yuhe's palm for himself appeared in his mind, and suddenly Ouyang's eyes began to moisten, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Seeing Ouyang like this, Murong Feixue immediately hugged Ouyang tightly and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything is over, it's all my fault, I shouldn't remind you of the sad things in the past, it's all my fault!" Murong Feixue left tears as she spoke.

After calming down for a while, Ouyang's heart began to gradually calm down, and then he gently wiped the tears from the corners of Murong Feixue's eyes, and said warmly: "It's none of your business, it's all my own greed, if it weren't for my greed for Yuhe's beauty, I wouldn't have had a relationship with her, let alone let her die for me, it's all my fault." So I swear, no matter what kind of women I meet in the future, I will have a relationship with them at will again, let them die for me, except for the four of you, I don't want anyone, I will definitely spend my life taking care of you, taking care of you, and always being by your side!"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue nodded lightly in Ouyang's arms, yearning for a better life in the future.

After being silent for a moment, Murong Feixue raised her head, gently wiped the tears in her eyes, and said indifferently to Ouyang: "By the way, Zhentian, you just said that you have an inexplicable sense of intimacy when you see Murong Yan'er, like a relative you haven't seen for a long time, right?"

Hearing this, Ouyang looked at Murong Feixue suspiciously, and said slowly: "Yes, I saw that she felt this way, what's wrong, don't you still believe me?"

Seeing Ouyang's anxious look, Murong Feixue hurriedly said, "No, no, I believe in you, but there is one thing, I don't know, should I say it?"

Seeing it, Murong Feixue looked hesitant, so Ouyang held Murong's little hand with concern and said warmly: "Fool, is there anything we can't say between us, say it, no matter what you say, I can accept it!"

Seeing Ouyang's smiling face, Murong Feixue nodded lightly, and then she said indifferently: "Actually, Murong Yan'er is an orphan, and she is not from our ghost clan, she was picked up from outside by my uncle, so I suspect that she may have something to do with you, I don't know if your relatives have mentioned it to you, do you have a sister?"

Hearing this, Ouyang suddenly felt shocked all over his body, and looked at Murong Feixue with a shocked face, and then he said slowly: "This matter, I have heard my father say that he said that I have a twin sister, but unfortunately when I was born, I found that she was born with a crippled and could not live past the age of four, and the long pain is better than the short pain, so he secretly let my sister go away without telling my mother, and since then, there has been no news of her, only that there is a red 'colored' crescent moon birthmark on her waist, and I don't know anything else!"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue exclaimed in surprise: "Yes, yes, Yan'er does have a red 'colored' crescent birthmark on her waist, and when my uncle picked her up, he found that she was congenitally disabled and had difficulty breathing, and it was difficult for her to live past the age of four, so he took advantage of the abnormal temperature of Lingyun Mountain, plus some 'medicine' materials, and it took five full years to cure her, so Yan'er may really be your own sister!"

Hearing this, Ouyang excitedly grabbed Murong Feixue's arm and said loudly, "Really, great, really good! haha......"

Seeing Ouyang's excited appearance, Murong Feixue hurriedly covered his mouth and said softly: "You be quiet, when is it now, do you want to wake everyone up?"

Hearing this, Ouyang nodded apologetically, and then he said happily: "Hehe, I'm so excited, I didn't hold it for a while, hehe!"

Seeing Ouyang Hippie's smiling face, Murong Feixue said softly: "Okay, it's not early now, let's go back and rest early, and ask Uncle tomorrow to make plans!"

So the two went back to their rooms and fell asleep quietly.

The moon on the horizon is big and round, hanging there quietly, looking very warm!

Early the next morning, they Ouyang and Murong Feixue had already gotten up early, and found that all the people were still immersed in their dreams, so the two of them quietly left the house and went to Murong Ba's residence. [Zhao Pengtian]

Murong Ba's life is very simple and bold, but he is short-tempered and impulsive, and in order to avoid impulsiveness with outsiders, he lives alone at the foot of the mountain.

The environment here is quiet, surrounded by dense jungle, when they arrived here, the sun has crossed the sky, illuminating the whole earth, the two of them walked on the path in the forest, listening to the call of the birds, their hearts felt extremely broad, so the two of them held hands, happily walked in the forest, looking very leisurely, indifferent.

Soon after, they came to the place where Murong Ba lived, three thatched houses, plus a small courtyard, everything was very simple, and at this moment Murong Ba was sitting in the courtyard, drinking morning tea.

Seeing Ouyang and Murong Feixue appear in front of the door, Murong Ba immediately put down the teacup in his hand, walked to the door happily, opened the bamboo door, looked at the two of them cordially, and said warmly: "Yo, Zhentian, Feixue, what kind of wind blew you here, come on, come in, sit in the house!"

So Ouyang and Murong Feixue followed Murong Ba into the courtyard, sat on the bench in the courtyard, and looked around, which had the charm of Ouyang's house in the thatched hut in Yangquan Town.

I saw Murong Ba pour a cup of tea for each of them, and then he said casually: "Come, drink a glass of water, there is really nothing to entertain you at home, I'm really sorry!"

Ouyang took a sip of tea slowly, and said with a smile: "Well, the seniors are too modest, such an elegant environment, it's too late for the younger generations to envy, besides, being happy is the best ending, such a leisurely life is my life goal, it's a pity that the seniors got it, it's really envious!"

Hearing this, Murong Ba touched his chin and smiled lightly, looking very proud.

Then Murong Feixue said respectfully: "Of course, uncle has always regarded fame and fortune as dung, if it weren't for the fear that Murong Yan would persecute our family, the uncle would not be the great elder, do you say that the uncle can enjoy it!"

Seeing that Murong Feixue admired himself so much, Murong Ba pointed to Murong Feixue's forehead and said with a smile: "Hehe, you, just have a sweet mouth, I don't know what to do with you every time, okay, let's say, what are you coming to me for?" After finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea indifferently.

Seeing Murong Ba, he guessed his intentions at a glance, so Murong Feixue said respectfully: "Hehe, uncle is smart, you can know what we want to do as soon as you guess, I really admire you so much!" and then she pulled Murong Ba's arm. Gently shook a few times, as innocent as a child.

Seeing Murong Feixue coquettishly looking at Murong Ba, he immediately felt speechless, sneered, and continued to drink his tea, as if all this had nothing to do with him. (Zhao Pengtian)

Then Murong Ba gently pushed Murong Feixue's hand away, and said indifferently: "Okay, if you shake it again, my old bones should fall apart, let's say, what's the matter, come to me early in the morning, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter, right?"

Hearing this, Murong Feixue smiled awkwardly, and then she looked at Ouyang and said softly, "Zhentian, it's up to you!"

So Ouyang nodded lightly, and then he said indifferently: "Senior, I took the liberty to come to disturb you today because I wanted to ask you about Murong Yan'er, and I hope that my predecessor can tell you the truth!"

Hearing this, Murong Ba's face suddenly became extremely indifferent, he picked up the teacup and took a slow sip of tea, and said solemnly, "Why are you asking about this?"

Seeing Murong Ba's stiff attitude, Ouyang looked at Murong Ba nervously, and then he said respectfully: "That's the case, yesterday, I met Murong Yan'er in Qingfeng Valley, and I had a special feeling for her, so I married her as a brother and sister of the opposite sex, and took her back to my uncle's house, but when I chatted with Feixue last night, I suddenly found that Yan'er and my twin sister are very similar, so I want to know about Yan'er's life experience, and I hope that my predecessors can fulfill me!" So Ouyang lowered his head and pleaded with Murong Ba, looking very respectful.

Seeing Ouyang looking so serious, Murong Ba said, "You said that Yan'er is your sister, what evidence is there?"

Hearing this, Ouyang said excitedly: "My sister has a red 'colored' crescent moon birthmark around her waist, and according to Feixue's memory, Yan'er also has a red 'colored' crescent moon birthmark on her waist, and Yan'er was picked up by you from outside, and she is not a member of the ghost clan at all, so I have reason to believe that she is likely to be my long-lost sister!"

Hearing this, Murong Ba said indifferently: "Since it is your sister, why did your parents abandon her shortly after she was born. Could it be that your innate clan is superior to others, and you can be so ruthless and abandon your own daughter. Hmph, she was born crippled and couldn't live past the age of four, so you abandoned her, and now she's all right, but you're going to come to confess your relatives, in this world, where is such a good thing. Tell you, if you want to snatch Yan'er back from me, there is no way, unless I die, there is no way. ”

Seeing Murong Ba's angry look, Ouyang said happily: "So, Yan'er is really my sister?"

I saw Murong Ba's eyes murderous, and said indifferently: "That's right, she is indeed your sister, when I picked her up, I got a handwritten letter from Ouyang Zhantian on her body!" Then he took out a letter from his arms, threw it on the table, and said indifferently: "Look at it yourself, this is what your ruthless father wrote himself!"

Seeing Murong Ba's angry eyes, Ouyang opened the letter suspiciously and found that it clearly read: " I, Ouyang Zhantian, more than 20 years in the rivers and lakes, saving countless people in his life, deep love of the clansmen and the people, worry-free life, happy wife, colorful life, love for two years, happy to have a son and a daughter, the ability to celebrate the day of the clan, unfortunately, the little girl is congenitally disabled, breathing difficulties, can not live to be four years old, in order not to make my wife sad, I have to be ruthless today, the little girl is discarded, it is really the biggest regret in my life, I hope that the good Samaritan can take in the little girl, let it spend a short life, Zhan Tian personally wrote!"

Seeing these words, Ouyang's eyes blurred in an instant, he stood in place sadly, tears began to flow, wetting the letter in his hand, his heart was full of complicated feelings, and for a while, he didn't know what to do.

Seeing Ouyang's sad appearance, Murong Ba said gently: "Zhentian, you recognize Yan'er as your sister, I don't care, but I hope you don't tell her Yan'er's life experience, now that you know about it, there are less than five people in you, I hope you can promise me, I have watched Yan'er grow up since I was a child, she is a very sensible child, I don't want her to fall into pain because of this matter!"

Hearing this, Ouyang gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, senior, I won't tell her about this, our family owes her too much, and I don't want to see her sad!"

Hearing this, Murong Ba nodded reassuringly, and then Ouyang and Murong Ba chatted for a while, then left here with Murong Feixue, and returned to Murong Feixue's home, after learning about Murong Yan'er's life experience, Ouyang was very conflicted in his heart, and he didn't know how to face Yan'er, so after he came back, he locked himself in the room, sat at the head of the bed, looked at the window, and fell into deep thought!

After coming back, Ouyang locked himself in the room and didn't see anyone, not even Murong Feixue wanted to see Ouyang's face.

He sat alone at the head of the bed, constantly thinking about everything that happened in the past, his lonely childhood, the friendship of his brothers, the death of his uncle, the company of his lover, the parting of life and death, the entrustment of his father, and the past of the congenital clan...... All of this kept coming to Ouyang's mind, bit by bit, it was very clear, if it happened yesterday, let Ouyang remember it vividly.

When he thought of all this, Ouyang's heart was full of sadness and bitterness, but when he thought of Ouyang Zhantian's appearance and the words he said to himself, especially when he was affected by the Qilin blood and demonized, Ouyang immediately felt uneasy, so he repeatedly recalled all the details of being with Ouyang Zhantian, hoping to find any clues.

In this way, Ouyang stayed in the room for three days and three nights, without a drop of water, constantly recalling, and finally found no clues. So he sighed lightly and said indifferently, "Hey...... Forget it, anyway, it won't happen now, let's wait until I find my uncle and grandfather, I definitely don't believe that the two of them will join forces with outsiders to deal with the Congenital Clan, and when I have time, I must go to the 'Lianyun Phantom Sea' for a walk......" Then he looked up at the window with a determined face, looking very profound.

After a while, he said softly: "Well, I've been here for three days, after I go out, they will definitely ask this and that, especially Yan'er, now I must not let her know her life experience, once she can't bear it, what accident happens, then I will die ten thousand times and I'm sorry for my mother! I must find a way!"

After finishing speaking, he fell into contemplation again, and unconsciously the scene of the battle with Murong Yi and Yan'er appeared in his mind, Murong Yi's ghost steps, Mo Che, strong deterrence, Yan'er's moves are fast and vicious, and the attack is fierce, no matter which one is a first-class master, the only thing lacking is the heart "sex" , this is also the biggest gap between the two of them and Ouyang, because the two of them have not experienced the test of life and death, and the martial arts they have learned only focus on the situation, ignoring changes, and lack temporary changes, once they meet a real master, their lives will be in danger.

Thinking of this, Ouyang couldn't help but feel a burst of worry in his heart, only to see him frown slightly, and said indifferently: "Xiao Yi and Yan'er, although they are high in martial arts and have transcendent intelligence, they always lack experience, do not know how to be flexible, and cannot give full play to the true power of martial arts.

Then some of the martial arts he had learned and the martial arts he had seen came to his mind, and he continued to figure it out, scrutinize, and fuse, and it took him half a day to finally evolve the 'three styles' that saved his life.

The first type of 'ghost speed', using the fluttering changes of ghost steps, "confuse" and "confuse" others, and then join the body of the getaway, quickly shuttle, so that the enemy can not catch their own traces, like ghosts, elusive and "touch", and extremely fast, like the wind.

The second type of 'Drifting Shadow' uses the adhesion of the getaway to get close to the body of others, so that the enemy has a sense of fear and irritability, thereby reducing the enemy's attack, coupled with Yan'er's spinning top, it generates strong energy fluctuations around the enemy, disrupting the enemy's psychological defense, disturbing the enemy's field of vision, and taking the opportunity to escape.

The third type of 'polar riot', according to Zhou Wuya and Ouyang Shi's hidden weapon skills, when starting a big battle with the enemy, use the martial arts they have learned, gather on the weapons, and constantly attack the opponent, "chaos" is disorderly, and "chaos" comes at will, so that the enemy "feels" his own movements, creates "chaos" and "chaos" for the enemy, and takes the opportunity to escape by combining the previous two styles.

(End of chapter)