At this moment, in a dark room, a sobbing sound gradually sounded.

Luo Fengqing, woke up.

She had returned to General Luo's mansion, to her own world, to her normal point in time.

"He, he hurt me with his own hands......" Luo Feng cried uncontrollably, the uncontrollable fall of his tears, and his heart was extremely painful.

It turned out that this was the matter between the Holy Lord of the Temple and the Emperor of the Snow Moon Country.

Before, just memories, she didn't feel anything.

At this moment, it was her soul, real contact, no longer a memory, every pain was a real blow to her body, in her heart.

The pain is indescribable.

This night, Luo Fengqing couldn't sleep, stood up, and walked to the courtyard.

In the new courtyard, she stood for a night, and just stood like that, standing to the ...... Dawn!

The evil sword walked slowly from a distance, this night, he slept very comfortably, looked at Luo Fengqing in the courtyard, stupidly the same, stupidly standing.

"Hey, Xiao Fengqing, what's wrong with you, why are you so stupid?" The evil sword looked at Luo Fengqing and asked curiously.

This kind of Luo Fengqing, the first time he saw it, was a little scary.

Luo Fengqing didn't answer the words of the evil sword, but his eyes glanced towards the evil sword.

Then, she spoke: "Evil Sword, you go, I'm here, I don't need you to follow." ”

She didn't want to see anything about the Emperor Star Soul, people about the Emperor Star Soul, she didn't know how to face this painful memory.

It's vivid, and it's not fake.

She needed time, to think about it, to take it slowly, to alienate, to forget the Emperor Star Soul.

So be it.

The evil sword saw the seriousness in Luo Fengqing's eyes, and thought in his heart that Luo Fengqing seemed to be wrong now.

"Good...... All right...... If you have any problems, go to the Assassination Pavilion to find Elder Ben. The evil sword looked at Luo Fengqing and spoke.

He took out a map-like piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Luo Fengqing's hand.

Luo Fengqing looked at the map and didn't want to pick it up, she knew that the Emperor Star Soul was the deputy pavilion master of the Assassination Pavilion, and she didn't want to go there.

"No need."

Maybe it was because he had stood all night, and Luo Fengqing's voice was a little hoarse.

She looked like she had lost her soul, as if she had been hit by something.

At this moment, the evil sword is not as cheap as usual, he knows that the current Luo Feng is not easy to provoke, perhaps, what he needs more is comfort.

However, his assassination of the Evil Sword Elder of the Pavilion will not comfort people.

I don't know what happened to Luo Fengqing.

"This map, you will use it in the future, Elder Ben, put the map of the Assassination Pavilion on the table in this courtyard, if you are in a good mood, put it away, don't let people pick up this map, the lair of the Assassination Pavilion can't be known by others, otherwise, something will happen." In the words of the evil sword, the map is extremely important.

Luo Fengqing glanced at the map on the table and did not speak.

"Alas, I really don't know, what happened to you, since you let Elder Ben leave, then Elder Ben will leave, when the time comes, the master asks, and Elder Ben will say that it was you, the duckling soup, who let the pavilion master leave." The evil sword sighed lightly, and his feet gradually rose into the air, and in an instant he flew into the sky and disappeared.

After the evil sword left, in the new courtyard, one of the gatekeepers conveyed the news of Luofu: "Master, gather in the hall of the General's Mansion, a big event!" ”

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