Looking at the disappearing figure of the woman, the smile on Wang Muzhi's face disappeared, glanced at the windless and quiet night outside the window, and suddenly said: "Since you are here, you will come out to see it, why hide." ”

As soon as the words fell, the hanging window suddenly trembled, and a person rushed in from outside the house, standing with his back to him.

Wang Muzhi's face did not change, he calmly looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Chen Zixi."

Chen Zixi, who was dressed in a dark brocade robe, suddenly raised his hand, and a long sword slipped out of his sleeve, which was lightly held in his hand, and his body was filled with a cold murderous aura.

"Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me." Chen Zixi turned around slowly, waved the long sword in his hand, and with a cold face, he hooked his lips and looked at Wang Muzhi with a light smile.

Wang Muzhi's gaze fell lightly on the dark robe in front of him, as if he was unaware of all the murderous intentions around him, and even his tone was smooth and unwavering.

"The ancients said, Shibei three days must be impressive, it seems that this is indeed the case, I haven't seen you for five years, and now you have become a heroic person."

Chen Zixi smiled and said, "Thanks to you, you didn't kill me five years ago, but you fulfilled me, and now you should think of this day, I will come to you with a sword." ”

"Looking for me?" Wang Muzhi's voice was faintly floating in memory, but there was a smile on his face: "Did you come to me for revenge?" ”

Chen Zixi's narrow phoenix eyes quickly ignited a raging rage, and the green sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, sandwiching the cold wind at night, and headed towards Wang Muzhi's chest!

Wang Muzhi looked at Qingyue's long sword, his expression did not change, he did not dodge or dodge, but puffed up his chest to meet it.

Chen Zixi paused, and a treacherous light suddenly flashed in his deep eyes, which was reflected in Wang Muzhi's eyes without leaking.

Sure enough, the tip of the sword stopped in front of his chest.

The thin and long sword body diffused through the dim light, and there was a blood-devouring chill in the darkness.

Wang Muzhi looked at the smile on his face and deepened, and said, "I didn't kill you five years ago, and you won't be able to kill me five years later." Brother. ”

"Shut up!" Chen Zixi scolded angrily, his body was tense, and even the blood vessels in his neck swelled.

"What qualifications do you have to call me that, leave me for more than ten years, everyone in your Wang family has a peaceful life, five years ago I wanted to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, but I didn't expect you to want to kill me viciously, where am I Chen Zixi sorry for your Wang family, I want you to hate me like this!"

"Daddy...... He has something unspeakable. Wang Mu's eyes darkened slightly.

"Unspeakable!" Chen Zixi's eyebrows condensed, and his killing intent trembled: "Is it because there is only one person in the sword king family who can inherit it?" ”

Wang Muzhi slowly closed his eyes, and even the smile on his face became bitter, spreading from the corners of his lips to the bottom of his eyes: "Whatever you want." ”

Chen Zixi suddenly put away his sword, turned around and left.

"Zixi, where are you going?" Wang Muzhi hurriedly opened his eyes and asked.

"The Wang family."

"No." Wang Muzhi's face changed suddenly, and he flashed in front of him and stretched out his hand to stop him. "There is no one left in the Wang family. Father is not there at all......"

"He's your father, not mine." Chen Zixi suddenly interrupted his words, stared at him, and his eyes lit up: "Or, your Wang family is haunted at this time, and there are dead people, and you don't dare to go back at all." ”

"Nonsense." Wang Muzhi withdrew his hand and stood straight: "There are no ghosts in the Wang family at all, they are all some gangsters who are making trouble, as for them and those dead people...... I'll leave it all to the government. ”

"What kind of pond is digging in the two courtyards of your royal family, I really hear the ghosts crying every night. I was there when those two men died. Chen Zixi stared at him and said, "What kind of cat is your Wang family hiding?" ”

"Is she really going to dig a pond?" Wang Muzhi looked at him in surprise, his expression became a little depressed for a while, and he murmured: "Come to think of it, she still doesn't believe me." ”

Chen Zixi looked at him and snorted coldly: "Why, do you know who the ghost is, or you are the ghost, or ......, you are the murderer?" ”

Wang Muzhi chuckled, stared at Chen Zixi, and said with a light smile: "You listen to slander too easily, Zixi, some things are not as simple as they seem. ”

The corners of Chen Zixi's lips curved, and he suddenly changed his words and said, "I am bound to win the dragon tongue knife." ”

Wang Muzhi's face froze, he looked at him deeply a few times, and sighed lightly: "Zixi ......"

"If this murderer is you, the dragon tongue knife will be justified if it falls into my hands."

"What if I didn't kill people?"

"You didn't kill ......" Chen Zixi suddenly approached him, with a strange expression: "Then I will kill you." ”

——

After a night in vain, Si Ying was caught by the woman in the brothel with messy clothes and hair.

He walked side by side with Feng in the night, carrying a cool breeze, blowing the clothes and green silk of the two of them messily.

"Pour your heart, did something happen between you and Forget the Dust at the end of the desperate world?" Si Ying suddenly turned her head and asked her.

Feng Qianxin still walked forward stiffly, looking into the distance with his eyes.

Si Ying watched her gradually stop.

Feng leaned back to his senses, looked back at him, was stunned for a moment, and then opened his lips in surprise: "What? ”

Si Ying saw that her face was pale under the hazy moonlight, and her body was becoming thinner and thinner, and she sighed in a low voice: "Pour your heart, you have changed." ”

Feng tilted his eyebrows slightly, his eyes darkened slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the moon on the willow tops, his thoughts seemed to be immersed in the moon, and the expression on his face slowly changed, either sad or sad.

"No, I haven't changed, and I'm fine."

With that, retract your gaze and lift your legs to leave.

"Love." Si Ying opened her mouth to stop her, and suddenly took two quick steps forward to block her way.

Feng tilted her eyes in surprise, but saw that he was also looking at her, she tried to hook the corners of her lips, and gave him a faint smile.

"Pour my heart, your appearance makes me feel very distressed, don't you forget the dust......"

Si Ying didn't finish speaking, her love for him, Si Ying saw it all in her eyes.

The light smile on Feng Qianxin's face disappeared, showing a panicked expression, and she avoided his eyes and said, "No, no." ”

Si Ying suddenly took a step forward, and before she could react, he took her in his arms, Feng Qian broke free a few times, and Si Ying tightened his arms.

"Siying ......"

Si Ying hugged her tighter, sighed heavily in her ear, and felt helpless: "How good it should be for me to love the person you love." ”

Feng Qian raised his eyes to look at him in surprise, but Si Ying resumed her old laughter, let go of the hands that protected her waist, and instead held her shoulder with one hand, winked at her with a smile and said, "At least I won't make you unhappy." ”

Feng poured his heart warm, looked at his relief, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "Thank you Si Ying, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay, don't wronged yourself, if you're unhappy and want to cry, cry."

Feng leaned her lips and shook her head desperately, Si Ying lifted her face and looked into the bottom of her eyes, as well as the sadness she tried so hard to hide.

"You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me, don't forget, we have known each other for five years, and I know you." Si Ying sighed: "Pour your heart, don't hold on." ”

A tear fell from the corner of his eye, two drops, three drops, Feng poured his heart and squeezed it for a long time seemed to be vented in an instant, lying in Si Ying's arms and crying bitterly.

"Cry, cry, just cry."

The sticky feeling soaked his shoulders, and Si Ying knew that it was all her tears.

It took a long time for Feng to stop crying, and Si Ying shook his shoulders: "Or, you take this arm away and go home and cry?" ”

Feng Qian raised his eyes to look at him and smiled, and said, "Thank you Si Ying." ”

Si Ying shook his head, put his arm around her shoulder and said, "No matter when, my shoulder can be lent to you at any time." Even if you cry in the past, you will still be able to walk the road in the future. ”

"How to go, how to go......"

Si Ying nodded, Feng Qian chewed on that sentence in his heart, and he had already raised his legs and continued to walk forward, and after a while, he dissolved into the night.

He felt the person disappearing in his arms, and his heart was filled with a faint sense of loss.

"Wait a minute." Si Ying shouted playfully, raised her legs to keep up with her pace, looked at her back, and a touch of obscurity slowly unfolded at the corner of her lips.

The resentment and regret in the affection have never complained about heaven and earth, let alone regretted the past, and blamed only the will of heaven and earth, and did not treat others.

Not far away, in the darkness, there was a man standing with his hands in his hands.

The moon didn't seem to shine into his pupils, and at this time he squinted at the two people walking side by side in front of him, the bottom of his eyes was obscure, as if he was twisting a monstrous wave, but he couldn't see half of his emotions.

"Childe."

Chen Zixi lowered his head slightly on the side and said softly: "Please rest assured, everything is under control." ”

Forget Chen nodded, his gaze still in the distance.

"There you go."

"Yes." Chen Zixi turned around and wanted to leave, but he just raised his eyes to look at the forgotten dust in the dark, and his eyes were familiar to him, just like a stagnant deep pool, without light and shadow, without waves, making him more and more impenetrable.

He wanted to speak, but he stopped.

"What else?"

Chen Zixi suddenly flashed in front of him, solemnly bent over and made a big salute, and prayed to Wangchen: "Please spare his life." ”

Forget Chen glanced at him sideways, and hooked his lips coldly: "I don't want to kill anyone, there are some things I can't help it." ”

"I will definitely take the dragon tongue knife back, and ask the son to spare him." Chen Zixi didn't look up, still leaning over.

"Then it depends on whether he listens or not."

——

Si Ying returned to the palace, pushed open the door of the guest house, and saw a person sitting at the table in the hazy darkness.

His heart sank, and he immediately grabbed the hilt of the knife at his waist and said sharply: "Who is there!" ”

The person at the table took out a fire fold from his bosom and lit the oil lamp on the table, and suddenly the room was full of goose yellow, and the outline of a person was reflected in the lamp.

The man raised his eyes and smiled indifferently at him, and said, "If I want to kill you, I will do it when you open the door." ”

Si Ying looked at the person in front of him, took his hand back from the hilt, and said with a relieved smile: "Zixi, you are really back." ”