The campfire crackled as a result of the bamboo joints bursting with hot air. Ling Xiao looked at the flames that fluctuated due to the explosion of the bamboo, and said to himself, "It is obviously a bit inappropriate to burn the bamboo as firewood. ”

Feng Baiyue knew what Ling Xiao meant when he said this, and she didn't answer Ling Xiao's words, she believed that Ling Xiao would one day accept the grudge she was carrying.

The flame gradually weakened, as weak as a dying man in the twilight, all around him lit up by the fire and extinguished by the fire. Feng Baiyue glanced sideways at Ling Xiao, and saw that she was looking at the stars in the sky at the moment, thoughtful. She didn't know why Ling Xiao's temperament was so depressed and indifferent, it was her age

She couldn't help asking, "In the past fifteen years, have the people of the Zhongli family often bullied you?" ”

Ling Xiao looked a little surprised when he heard this, and glanced at her with a slightly puzzled expression: "Why do you ask like that?" ”

"Because of your indifference." Feng Baiyue said.

Ling Xiao felt ridiculous: "You don't feel the same. I only have one thousandth of yours. ”

"We are different, I have known since I was five years old who my enemies are, and in order to take revenge, I can make myself a ruthless person. You, on the other hand, are different, at least you didn't know about these grudges when you didn't meet me. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a good time in the Hou Mansion, how could this be. "Ling Xiao

Listening to Feng Baiyue's words, he suddenly felt that the person who lived in hatred should be the saddest.

Ling Xiao corrected Feng Baiyue's words: "My temperament was formed since childhood, but you are born out of hatred. Moreover, the eight-year-old Zhong Liyuan went to North Vietnam. ”

"So you've been living in North Vietnam?" At this moment, the bonfire had been extinguished, and only wisps of green smoke were left to dissipate with the wind, and Feng Baiyue's words echoed in the dark night.

"You don't know about this, I really think it's new." Ling Xiao felt that Feng Baiyue could find out who kidnapped her, but he didn't know what everyone knew, which was a bit untrue.

"I was rescued by Master when I was five years old, and later went with her to the Western Regions. As soon as I returned from the Western Regions, I learned about your marriage to Yanlingzhan, and I was going to go to Yunhou Mansion to tell you these truths, but I heard that you had disappeared. Feng Baiyue explained.

"I guess your hatred should have been more than twenty years, right?" From the perspective of time, Ling Xiao felt ridiculous, how could this have anything to do with her, Zhong Liyu was not born at that time.

The night was deep and the sky was cold, Feng Baiyue got up and said lightly: "Rest early." ”

Ling Xiao ignored the figure she entered, still looking at the dazzling stars, took out the flute and blew it, and inadvertently Lu Jingxing appeared in her mind, she didn't know if Lu Jingxing was still looking for her.

A few days later, in the twilight, Feng Baiyue walked out of the cave with a long sword in hand.

"You're going out so late?" Ling Xiao saw that she was dressed in tight black, and knew that she must be going to kill again. Ling Xiao wanted to stop it, but she found that she didn't have that qualification, this was Feng Baiyue's own grievance, she didn't want to care, and she couldn't care about it.

Feng Baiyue stopped: "You should be careful here alone, I'll come back in three days." ”

Before Ling Xiao could say anything, she had already reached the edge of the cliff, and with the help of a thick vine with all the leaves gone, her body swept to the bottom of the cliff like a flying swallow, and then rode away.

Ling Xiao stood on the edge of the cliff and watched the bottom of the cliff gallop towards the ant-sized horse in the distance, and finally disappeared into the twilight mist.

Feng Baiyue left, walking lonely and hurriedly, leaving Ling Xiao with only a bleak place, not even the sword left. But Ling Xiao didn't care, maybe no sword is not necessarily impossible to practice swords, a dead branch can also be used as a sword for Ling Xiao, it can also kill people.

The luxurious mansion under the bright starlight has no intention of quieting down, and the large and small rooms are intricately lit and the lights are shining. The veil light under the eaves will not be extinguished all night, just waiting for the dawn to come. The night wind carried a cold blow to the fallen leaves on the ground, rustling between friction and friction.

Feng Baiyue crouched on the roof and waited, waiting for the dead of night, waiting for everyone's rest. If you want to be a good avenger, whether you can calm down is the key, but it is obvious that Feng Baiyue has completely done it.

The husband knocked on the bang in front of the house and walked over, and the two crisp bangs were the best reminder to Feng Baiyue, it was the second watch day at this moment, and the time for her to do it was getting closer and closer.

The oil lamp in the room was gradually extinguishing, and the silence had begun to fall. In the end, when only one or two rooms were still lit, Feng Baiyue no longer waited. The agile body seemed to have wings, and it came and went silently on the roof.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. Feng Baiyue had already understood the structure of this mansion a month ago, and at this moment he easily found the location of the main house.

There are three or two oil lamps lit in the room, and the pale yellow faint light is gentle and full of warmth. The warm tent shook slightly, and a living spring palace was being staged inside at the moment. Feng Baiyue opened the tile and saw this scene. The young woman's coquettish voice came into Feng Baiyue's ears, making her disgusting.

Feng Baiyue smiled coldly, and said silently in his heart: "Old thing, I'll let you go to the underworld tonight." ”

Feng Baiyue jumped off the eaves, and the moonlight reflected a terrifying silver light on the cold sword.

Feng Baiyue held a long sword in his hand and broke through the window, and the huge movement made the warm tent suddenly quiet as if there was no one at all. Feng Baiyue walked towards the bed step by step, her eyes were indescribably fierce, and she was bitterly cold, and there was always a cold smile on the corner of her mouth. The Feng Baiyue shown at this moment is the most acceptable

。

The people in the tent had already reacted at this moment, and before Feng Baiyue could get close, the internal force of his palm had already struck out of the tent. Feng Baiyue reacted sharply and avoided it instantly, but it was a pity that those precious furniture and jade ornaments that had been broken. Compared with life, these are not worth mentioning at all, at the critical moment of survival,

No one cares about anything outside of them. Feng Baiyue continued to walk forward, and at this moment, the people in the tent had already put on their clothes, and a man in his fifties flew out of the tent in an instant, and fought with Feng Baiyue with his bare hands. For a while, the curtain flew, and several books were written. The woman in the tent was so frightened that she curled up in the corner

Trembling, there was endless fear in his eyes. And the sword light outside the tent flashed, and the sound of collision continued. The movement was so loud that the footsteps of a group of people had already sounded outside the door, and Feng Baiyue knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, and he had to fight quickly.

She turned around, dodged the man's palm, stabbed a sword back, and there was no movement behind her in an instant, the sword was ruthless, accurate and absolute, and hit the man's throat.

Feng Baiyue turned around and glanced coldly at the person who had lost his breath, his big eyes were full of fear, surprise and unwillingness. Feng Baiyue had seen a lot of such eyes, and pulled out the sword that was still in his throat in disgust. Blood splattered in an instant, on the ground, between the walls, and at the same time

on Feng Baiyue's face. The woman in the tent was so dumbfounded that she forgot how to scream.

The people outside the house broke the door and rushed in instantly, Feng Baiyue understood the truth of being outnumbered, broke through the encirclement as quickly as possible, jumped on the roof and went out of the house.

Because he was bent on escaping, he was slashed in the shoulder without noticing, and people are often like this. The traces of blood followed the route taken by Feng Baiyue, what she didn't know was that those people were looking for the blood stains on the ground and chased them to the inn, and the result could be imagined.

The three days were not long or short, and they passed in the twilight. Ling Xiao sat on the edge of the cliff, his legs hanging in the air, squinting his eyes slightly at the glorious morning glow on the horizon, red like fire, light as starlight.

Ling Xiao didn't know how long she had been watching, until the glow disappeared, until her eyes couldn't see anything clearly, and everything became golden and blurry, and then she closed her eyes. I don't know if she is greedy for the brilliant brilliance, or the brilliance is unwilling to leave her eyes, even if she closes her eyes and sees the Buddha in front of her

Still glowing with an arc of misty light, bright.

In the end, the light in front of me still dissipated, and what could not be kept could not be kept after all, and what could be kept was only dim. Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes and looked down into the distance. At the end of the trail, the figure that had left four days ago finally appeared, the same galloping horse, the same man the size of an ant,

The sound of horses' hoofs and sturdy steps could not be heard in the distance.

The horse stopped where it should have stopped, Feng Baiyue almost rolled off the horse, stood up with his long sword and gritted his teeth, and used his last strength to climb the vine veins and swept up the hundred-meter-high cliff, and completely fell down the moment he landed on his toes, his face was as pale as the frost of November, as if the beads of sweat on his forehead could be frozen by it

Knot. The blood ran down his arm like a raindrop on the eaves, dripping into the mud. Most of the sleeves were wet, which was the result of blood infection, but there was no red to be seen.

When Ling Xiao saw this scene, he immediately stood up and walked, helped Feng Baiyue, who had no strength on the ground, and led her into the cave. Drops of blood spread from the edge of the cliff to the bedside. The wound was extremely difficult to treat, and he was wounded by the sword in many places, and there was a palm print, whose palm was extremely domineering. Jianghu people have never lacked Jinchuang medicine

, There are caves with bottles and jars, although Ling Xiao calmly and calmly treated those wounds that have stopped bleeding, but the internal injuries caused by that palm Ling Xiao are powerless.

Feng Baiyue did not faint, but was very sober, a cold smile hung on his pale face, and he said weakly to Ling Xiao on the side: "Do you know? We still have two enemies left, and when I kill the second damned man, I will take you back to Jundu on the day you learn martial arts. ”

Ling Xiao didn't answer her words, and Ling Xiao now seriously felt that Feng Baiyue had a psychological problem. If she met someone like Feng Baiyue in modern times, Ling Xiao would definitely send her to a mental hospital, to say that they had so many enemies in the same vein, Ling Xiao would not believe anything, it was absurd and ridiculous.

Feng Baiyue saw that Ling Xiao didn't speak, and said: "I know you don't want to go back to Jundu, don't worry, when the Zuoqiu family is destroyed, I will take you to the Western Regions, where I can't find you in Yanlingzhan." ”

Ling Xiao didn't want to listen to her anymore, so he walked out directly, the wound had been treated, and Ling Xiao felt that this madman couldn't die.