After that, he raised the kitchen knife and slashed at Feng Tianxin's neck, the alley was dim, only Feng Tianxin could see clearly, he didn't use the blade.

"Do it!" Gao Shou gave the order suddenly.

"Don't!"

It was Feng who shouted hoarsely, but it was too late, Gao Shou gave an order, and dozens of arrows rained down on the two of them.

The fish nut pushed her to the alley wall, and the small body blocked in front of her, only to see the overwhelming rain of arrows in an instant, and then after the chilling sound, the sharp arrows penetrated the small body of the fish nut, and the blood immediately stained his body, and the alley was stained with the color of death.

Clang, it was the sound of a kitchen knife falling to the ground, and then, his body fell limply backwards.

"Fish nut!"

Feng reached out and held him in his arms, and his body was pierced by arrows in more than a dozen holes, gurgling with blood.

"He didn't intend to kill me, why did you kill me!" Feng poured out his heart and shouted at Gao Shou, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"Miss Feng, if he kills someone, he is a heinous crime, and it is only a matter of time before he dies." Gao Shou looked at the dying fish nut in her arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng was speechless.

"Sister Feng......"

Yu Lang's weak voice made Feng Qian feel distressed, she stroked his immature little face, and said softly: "I'm here." ”

"Sister Feng, mostly, finally, is helping me with one thing." Yulang begged her with his eyes.

"Okay, I promise you, you say."

"I want to beg you, put my body on the mass grave, let that big snake eat, I'm sorry Ziyan, I'm sorry Wanrou, I should taste the pain that Ziyan suffered...... Then I will bury the body with her that is leftover, please do me a favor. ”

"Okay, okay, I promise you." Feng poured tears like rain.

Yu Lang smiled contentedly, as if he had no regrets, and even his smile was unprecedentedly happy, and then, his body stiffened and tilted over.

"Fish nut!" Feng poured his little body in his arms, and couldn't help but feel sad.

It's a pity that this wish can't satisfy you, and the big gray and black snake has already gone to the Thorn Mountain with the old woman.

Gao Shou walked up to her and sighed: "Miss Feng, people can't be resurrected after death, you don't have to be too sad, he also deserves it." ”

Feng Qian ignored him, still holding the corpse of the fish nut.

Gao Shou was a little anxious and said, "Miss Feng, I should take the body of this fish nut back to close the case according to the rules." ”

"Gao Zhutou, can you promise me one thing." Feng Qianxin's voice was cold.

"Anything, as long as I can do it in my longevity, I can't give up a definition." Gao Shou replied sincerely.

"When this case is over, I hope you can bury Yulang and Ziyan together."

"Okay." Gao Shou nodded and said, "This matter is not difficult. ”

Feng Tianxin slowly let go of the person in his arms, and handed over the body of the fish nut to Gao Shou.

Walking out of the alley, the warm sunlight shone on her face again, but she still couldn't stop shivering, feeling very cold in her heart.

Human life is so fragile. Everyone doesn't want to be a bad person, maybe calculating others and hurting others is involuntarily.

She seemed to have figured something out.

She tightened the ginseng in her arms, red from the blood that flowed from her shoulders.

Thinking about Qingyun's illness, she hurriedly walked towards Qingyi Fang, and suddenly a light flashed in her head, and she suddenly retracted her feet.

Yu Lang's words reminded her of the old woman, and she remembered that under her slightly squinted eyes, she didn't know what she was calculating.

But Feng Qian knew that she was not simple, and she could save Han Lian, who had been dead for five years, which showed that she did have something extraordinary.

Feng Tianxin suddenly had a thought in her heart, very strong, would she be able to save Forget Chen.

She couldn't help but think of the old woman's words as she was leaving.

"I'm in the Mount of Thorns, and you're going to come and beg me."

Feng's shrinking eyes also turned a few times in an instant, could it be that the woman was referring to this matter.

Feng didn't dare to delay, returned to Tsing Yi Fang to treat the wound, changed his clothes again, and began to wash and chop the ginseng, boil it into soup and bring it to Qingyun's room.

At this time, Qingyun, who was lying on the bed, looked much better after the internal force input by Chen Zixi.

"Qingyun." Feng Tingxin softly called his name at the door.

Qingyun leaned his head to look at her on the bed, smiled at her with open lips, beckoned, and said, "Pour your heart, come." ”

His gentle voice instantly made Feng pour tears into her heart, and she rushed to Qingyun's side with the medicine bowl and threw herself into his arms at once.

Qingyun was stunned, the hand on her waist gradually tightened, her ears pressed against his chest, and she listened greedily to the sound of his heartbeat.

Qingyun took the bowl with one hand, held her waist with a song, and smiled softly: "Look at you, you look like a child." ”

The child's two words made Feng Tian's heart tremble, she slowly straightened up, and said in a low voice: "Yulang, dead." ”

Qingyun was startled, and suddenly he sighed slowly: "It's all human fate, it has been difficult to disobey since ancient times, and no one can avoid it." ”

"No," Feng Qianxin interrupted him, looked into his eyes, and said slowly: "Qingyun, no matter what fate, you always have to fight, maybe you can fight for a way to live, I think...... There is one who can save you. ”

"You mean the old woman."

Feng was shocked and said, "You know her? ”

Qingyun slowly lowered his eyes, drank the soup in his hand in one gulp, put the medicine bowl on the desk at the head of the bed, slowly slid his body down, and sighed lightly: "There is no need to mention it at this time." Pour your heart, everything has its own days, you and me...... You don't have to force it. ”

Feng Qianxin watched him lie on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, the setting sun crossed his body with a layer of gold, and he was about to become an immortal in a trance, Feng Qianxin didn't have time to be scared for a while, she put away the bowl on the desk, and looked at him greedily, before softly saying: "Qingyun, you have a good rest." ”

Qingyun's eyebrows were closed, as if he was really asleep, and the moment the door was closed by Feng's heart, he gradually opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of pain.

The setting sun gradually sank, and the afterglow of blood sprinkled all over the sky. Feng stood in the courtyard, the wind blew the corners of her clothes, and after a long time, it slowly dissolved into the sunset at the end.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally knocked on Chen Zixi's door.

Chen Zixi's door was open, and she opened it with a light touch.

Feng tilted her eyes and looked up, but saw Chen Zixi looking at her upright at the table. It's just that the exhaustion of internal strength makes his face a little pale.

Feng was a little frightened, but saw Chen Zixi smile at her and said, "You are here." ”

"You know I'm going to come for you." Feng leaned into the house and closed the door.

Chen Zixi sighed and stood up, looking at her with pity in her eyes: "Yes, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"In this way, that old woman can really save Qingyun."

"Yes."

"At what cost?"

"You're really smart, yes, there's a price, but it's gone, broken by your own hands." Chen Zixi slowly paced towards the window, pushed open the bed, the wind outside blew along the gap, Feng Tian's heart trembled, as if he had guessed something, and tightened his palms.

Chen Zixi's back shook, and he suddenly looked back at her and said, "She wants the love soul you collected." ”

If this is the case, her clenched palm is gradually inserted into the palm of her hand, her fingertips are cold, and she can't even feel the slightest warmth in her palm, and her crystal eyes are filled with mist at this time. The deep despair and sadness spread silently in the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but shout in a shrill voice again: "Why, why does God tease me like this!" ”

"The love soul is gone, and there is no only bargaining chip, and he can't live the son."

"I don't believe it." Feng Qianxin gradually let go of his hand, but calmed down and said: "I will go and beg her, even if there is a glimmer of life, I will not give up." ”

Chen Zixi picked her lips and asked, "What if you exchange your life?" ”

Feng was stunned, and then gradually bent his lips and smiled: "If you can exchange my life, then why not." ”

Chen Zixi suddenly sighed slightly: "What a fool." ”

On the second day, Si Ying resigned from her.

Feng said goodbye to him with a smile and said, "In my life, you are the only one who can be regarded as a relative." I will always remember this affection, but Si Ying ......"

She looked at him with a shallow smile on her face and said, "Find a suitable woman as soon as possible and be with her for the rest of your life." If you meet it, you must cherish it. ”

Si Ying smiled at her and said, "I will, you have to take care, if something goes wrong, come to Linan to find me, and you will treat me as a brother." ”

"Good. Brother. Tears gradually welled up in Feng's eyes, and a smile still appeared on his face.

Si Ying also smiled at her, waved his hand, and turned over on his horse.

"Let's go back."

After that, he raised his horsewhip, snapped a long hiss, and then ran towards the distant direction like a gallop, and gradually disappeared in front of Feng Qianxin's eyes.

"He's fine." Qingyun stood behind her in a robe, Feng looked back at him and smiled at him: "So, he is the only relative I care about in this world." ”

Qingyun sighed softly and stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, Feng leaned on his shoulder, with a touch of stubbornness in his eyes.

"Qingyun, let's go to Thorn Mountain."

"Thorn Mountain ......"

He sighed and muttered, tilting his head sideways, and buried his head in her neck, his black hair, spread like satin, and scattered silkily over her shoulders, tangled with her hair.

"I wanted to capture her alive, but she was very cunning and weird, and even if I begged her, she might not agree."

Feng looked at his soft black hair, and his heart suddenly became as soft as his hair.

"You have to give it a try, Qingyun even if you want to give up, but I don't want to...... Don't want to give up. ”

He was silent, his brows were deeply locked, but the wind and frost in his eyes were gradually melted by Feng Tianxin's soft eyes, and he said slowly: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

His voice was very soft, very soft, so soft that her heart hurt, and she wanted to hold his waist forever, and she wanted to cry with a whimper.