Chapter Forty-Eight: The Singing of the Shrine Maiden

Feng poured a few sips of tea with Si Ying, ate some snacks, the hunger in his belly subsided slightly, Xiao Er had already fed the horses, Si Ying left a few taels of broken silver and left Cha Liao.

Along the way, Si Ying was silent, Feng Qian glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "The two of them are by no means ordinary passers-by, just looking at the direction they left, it seems that they are also Jizhou." ”

Si Ying didn't answer her words, above the sky, layers of black clouds surrounded the clear moon, and the halo next to the moon scattered a faint light. Suddenly, his eyes deepened a little, he looked up at Feng Qianxin, and said seriously: "That girl just now, I must have seen it somewhere, and that feeling of déjà vu is very strong." ”

Feng Tianxin suddenly tightened the reins, and stopped suddenly with a hiss, she looked sideways at Si Ying, and said, "You are thinking about it." ”

Si Ying also stopped his horse, but shook his head in confusion: "I can't remember." ”

Feng leaned his eyes and looked ahead, his eyes were dark, and he hooked his lips and said, "Don't worry, catch up with them, let you take a closer look." ”

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The pale moon tilted, and the stars shone brightly behind the clouds. A horse-drawn carriage moved slowly along the official road.

Linglong saw a few stars in the sky through the gap in the car curtain, and a few smiles bloomed on her lips, she couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen the moon and stars, and the last time she looked at it with her father and brother.

Thinking of her father and brother, the smile on her face faded, and she couldn't help but feel a cramp in her heart, she sighed with a sigh, she knew that there was no hope of seeing each other again in this life, and her father and brother were probably no longer alive.

Suddenly, when she heard the whip of the horse outside the car, and the horse galloped in pain, she grabbed the pillar of the carriage, poked her head out and asked him, "What is the matter?" ”

Xiaotian's eyes were a little darker: "Someone has caught up, sit down." Linglong was startled and hurriedly lowered the curtain.

"Are you scared?" Laughing contemptuously laughing at the day.

"Are you asking me what I'm afraid of?" Linglong's voice was calm.

"What's the difference?"

"It's different." Linglong's face was sad: "What are you afraid of death, I was originally a damned person, but I was just afraid...... I can't go to Jizhou, I still have things to do. ”

Duoxiaotian didn't answer, suddenly reached out and pulled the reins, and the horse stopped with his hooves raised. Linglong knew what he wanted to do, pursed her lips, and still couldn't help but say, "Will you kill them?" ”

"Whoever stands in my way will die."

When Feng Qianxin and the two caught up, he saw the man in black standing on the roof of the carriage waiting for them for a long time, his eyes were calm like a lake, and gradually oozing out a devouring coldness, he squinted at the two of them, his reddened eyes were mixed with the bloodthirsty Sen Leng and fierce, Feng Qianxin knew that he was murderous.

"The mainland is going to go one side ahead, so why should brother Taiwan be too careful."

"No one can walk alive under my sword." After that, a hand slowly raised, a single palm in the grip is a sword hilt, in the night only the hilt of the sword but not the sword body, suddenly he put the hilt of the sword, under the moonlight, the sword body only existed for a moment, a narrow and thin essence flashed in front of the eyes of Feng Qianxin and the two.

"Laughing at the sky." Feng was shocked, but he didn't expect him to be a life-threatening sword and a laughing sky!

"It's him!" Si Ying's heart tightened, and suddenly suddenly, he hurriedly said to Feng: "It turns out that she is the man in the portrait." ”

Feng tilted his head slowly, and when he saw the smile of the sky, he understood everything, but he didn't expect that the person who went to Jizhou was actually a woman.

"Put away your sword, we are not your enemies, we are also here for a case."

"The sword that I snatched out of the sheath was never withdrawn." After that, he raised his wrist, the sword light was like a silver snake and ten thousand cold light flowing, Feng Qianxin and the two jumped up from the horse, and the sword qi slightly towards a tall old tree behind them, the two of them only felt a gentle "click" in the ears, and the tree behind them shook slightly, and the two looked back, the old tree fell down leisurely in a gust of willow wind, and the tree body was suddenly shaken by this crossing, and the leaves were scattered like rain.

The moonlight grew darker, and the narrow sword became invisible again, and only the moonlight came like a widow's mourning garment.

The laughing sky didn't give the two of them a chance to breathe, and under the moonlight, the figure was divided, and the cold light flew towards the two like a star gallop lightning.

Feng Qianxin only felt a great pressure rushing towards the two of them, she knew that it was not good, the two of them were not the opponents of the laughing sky at all.

Biting her lip, she pushed Si Ying aside, her phoenix eyes widened, she had to pull out the bone knife in her boots, slammed her feet off the ground, waved the blade in her hand, jumped out diagonally, and took his sword!

"Love!" Si Ying, who was pushed aside, shouted heartbreakingly.

The sword light stopped, Feng Qianxin took a few steps back and half-knelt on the ground, a mouthful of blood spilling out of his mouth. Si Ying hurriedly hugged her and shouted, "Pour your heart, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

The laughing sky slowly came towards the two of them in the moonlight, with bloodthirsty fierceness on his mouth. Si Ying stood in front of Feng Qianxin, and said angrily at him: "Take the laughing sky, don't hurt her!" ”

"Okay, then I'll kill you first."

Feng was shocked, got up and was about to push him, and said, "You go quickly, you are not his opponent, I will stop him,"

"No, devoted, although our company is inferior to people everywhere, this time I want to protect you."

Si Ying squinted slightly, losing his previous timid timidity, but lowered his head to meet her inquiring gaze, and he hooked his lips and smiled at her.

He stood up suddenly, took a few steps forward, and said with a playful smile: "The moonlight is too dark just now, I can't see it clearly, let me take a good look at what your sword looks like?" ”

Snatching Xiaotian walked towards him with a sword, slightly curled his lips and hooked up a treacherous aura, and the extremely strong bloodthirsty aura kept emanating, like a giant beast, thirsting for endless blood.

Suddenly, the moon brightened, and the whole night was like day. Several people were startled, and when they looked up, they saw the wind and clouds surging under the moon in the distance, water and fire, like thunder, and like fireworks, constantly shattering and annihilating.

Then, a woman appeared in a trance in the night sky.

She floated under the thunder and fire, and her ethereal face made people feel her sorrow, which made people feel heartbreaking, she seemed to be looking ahead, staring.

"That's, what is it?" Si Ying said in disbelief.

And at this moment, the red light was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and then an ethereal singing voice came:

"Thoughtful, it's in Hainan. What is the use of asking the widow, the double bead hairpin, with the jade Shao.

Wen Jun has his heart, and he pulls miscellaneous and destroys it. Destroy it, and the wind will blow its ashes.

From now on, don't be lovesick, lovesick and unabsolute!

The rooster cries and the dog barks, and the brother and sister-in-law should know it.

Concubine Hoo! The autumn wind is solemn and the morning breeze is blowing, and the east must be knowledgeable.

The sound of nature enters the ears, making people think of the distance, and drill into the heart. Duoxiaotian's face changed greatly, and suddenly his arms shook, his robe shook open, and his body skipped in that direction.

"What is that?" Feng Qianxin was also horrified in his heart, struggling to stand up, watching the red light gradually fade, and the figure of the laughing sky disappeared without a trace.

"It's the singing of the shrine maiden." Linglong didn't know when she got out of the carriage, and her eyes stared at the fiery thunder in the sky for a moment.

"How do you know?" Si Ying asked.

Linglong glanced at the two of them, and a fleeting smile appeared, and even the voice seemed to drift away

"I've seen it in Chenlong's underground palace. But the shrine maiden has been dead for a long time......"