Looking at the portrait painting in front of him that was full of walls, Feng Chengcheng had mixed feelings.

And seeing the arrival of Feng Qingcheng and Murong Tian, the portraits on the wall also began to slowly open their eyes, as if they were about to speak.

Feng Tingcheng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly put his index finger on his mouth, signaling not to make a sound.

But it was too late, and the woman in the portrait snorted in confusion, and at this time, the sound of the ghostly wind chanting a spell on the first floor also stopped abruptly, and was replaced by the sound of tapping and tapping.

And this voice is getting closer and closer, it must be that Oni Feng heard this voice and is walking towards the second floor.

There's no time left!

Feng Chengcheng was in a hurry, reached out and took down a portrait hanging in an inconspicuous place, and then glanced at the Murong Angel on the side, and the two quickly rushed towards the top of the castle.

Behind him, the group of portraits exploded, whispering and chattering, and the footsteps of the ghost wind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Feng Qingcheng's heart tightened, and he understood that the speed of this ghost wind's body technique was extremely fast, and it was good that he could hear the footsteps, but now that he couldn't hear it, it must be the result of using his body technique with all his might, and if he caught up, he could only fight against the water.

Feng Chengcheng and Murong Tian rushed out of the castle from the original room with this portrait, and the moonlight was still pouring down.

The swishing cold wind passed through his body, and now he was thousands of meters away from the castle, and Feng Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart slowly eased.

Looking back, I didn't find the ghostly wind, only the boundless sea of trees and moonlight.

Feng Chengcheng lowered his body and came to the woods, and then began to check the portrait in his arms.

The figure in this portrait is a little boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, and he is very handsome.

At this time, the little boy looked at Feng Qingcheng and the two of them suspiciously, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word.

Feng Chengcheng was silent for a while, and then said, "What's your name?" My name is Feng Chengcheng. ”

As soon as these words came out, Murong Tian on the side couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and held back a smile.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at him with disgust, and Murong Tiancai straightened his face.

The little boy in the portrait scratched his head and said, "Will." ”

Feng Qingcheng nodded happily, at least this boy didn't treat them as untouchable bad people, there was still a chance.

"Ville. My sister asks you, do you know the relationship between Onikaze and Minamino? ”

Feng Chengcheng couldn't wait to ask.

The boy pinched his chin and muttered for a while, then said, "I guess I know." Over the years, I've heard a lot of uncles and aunts there. ”

"Uncles and aunts are so funny, they have endless stories, and one uncle confesses to another aunt, but because they are hung together, they can't even look at each other. But it's also convenient, they speak, and we can't hear them. ”

The little boy couldn't stop talking as soon as he opened the conversation, and he was talking and giggling.

But Feng Chengcheng didn't have time to listen to these things now, and he barely hooked the corners of his mouth, and then immediately brought the topic back on track.

"Vir, can you tell my sister about the relationship between Onikaze and Minamino? Sister is of great use. ”

Feng Chengcheng asked as gently as he could.

"Hmm... According to my uncle, Onikaze and Minamino are a pair of brothers. ”

The little boy scratched his head, pursed his mouth, and continued.

"But it seems that a long, long time ago, Onikaze was separated from his brother and has not been seen since."

Feng Chengcheng was a little smacked, he couldn't imagine that these two masters, Ghost Wind and Nanye turned out to be a pair of brothers, no wonder he and Ghost Wind would become so crazy when they heard the word Nanye.

But knowing that this was not enough, Feng Qingcheng continued to ask, "Will." What does Oni Feng usually do in the castle? Is there anything else going on between him and Minamino? ”

"Well, uncles and aunts talk about it all day long, and I'm almost tired of hearing it."

The little boy said with a grin, and was about to continue.

But at this time, I suddenly heard a smack.

Feng Qingcheng's pupils constricted, and he clearly saw a sharp long sword exuding cold glow straight into the center of the portrait he was holding, and then pulled it up, and saw the little boy in the portrait with a hideous expression on his face, and his entire body was cut in half from it.

Red blood flowed from the wound of the painting, wetting the entire picture.

Feng Qingcheng was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped away, Murong Tian, who was watching from the side, also gasped, he had been vigilant all the time, but he couldn't find out this person's whereabouts in advance.

Boom!

Immediately, the portrait was thrown to the ground with a slam of time.

The owner of the long sword was revealed, and Feng Chengcheng looked at it, and this person was not a ghost wind, but another person he had never seen before.

The man was somewhat similar to Ghost Wind, the same tall and thin, and also wore a black robe, except that the man was stronger, and wore a strange crow ring on his hand, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Could this person be Minamino!

Feng Qingcheng gasped, he thought it was the ghost wind chasing after him, but this person in front of him was obviously not the ghost wind, looking at his appearance and the ghost wind was a little similar, according to what the little boy said just now, it must be the ghost wind's brother Nanye!

"It's been a long time since I've seen a strong man. Come on, kill me. ”

This Nanye stretched out his arms, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath, looking like he was going to die generously.

Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that this Nanye would say such a thing.

"If you don't kill me, then I'll kill you."

He let out another breath and slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with sadness like a great river flowing eastward, not a killing intent like a sword.

Immediately, a buzzing sound was heard, and the long sword in his hand was waved in front of him in an instant.

The sword was full of coldness, but a rose was unexpectedly engraved on the handle.

"What do you mean by that?"

Feng Qingcheng frowned and asked, these two brothers are really too troublesome.

But at this time, Murong Tian shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

Feng Qingcheng immediately realized that a sharp blade was slashing towards him.

She let out a loud cry and quickly rolled her figure in mid-air, landing on the ground to the side, dodging the sword.

Feng Qingcheng gasped, and hurriedly looked up, and saw that Nan Ye's face showed a crazy look, and there was no possibility of being reasonable at all, and at this time, he swung his sword fiercely.

There's no time left!

Feng Qingcheng roared angrily, his right hand slammed into his hand, and suddenly a purple thunder sword appeared in his hand, and countless purple-black lightning rays wrapped around it, and the sound of wind and thunder roaring gradually came.

Swish!

The Purple Thunder Sword slashed through the air in an instant, hitting the long sword in Nanye's hand fiercely.

Then I heard a loud bang.

Feng Chengcheng felt a huge force coming from the Purple Thunder Sword, and immediately held the Purple Thunder Sword's tiger's mouth burst out of a big gap, and his chest was as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced.

As soon as her throat was sweet, she spat blood and flew away.

Feng Qingcheng gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Murong Tian, and saw that he had already held the bow and crossbow on his waist in his hand at this time, and pinched the finger in his left hand, and then the light on the bow and crossbow gradually condensed and took shape.

And Nanye, who was slowly coming out of the exploding smoke at this time, said with a cruel smile: "It's not enough, it's not enough!" This kind of power can't kill me at all! ”

Feng Qingcheng's face changed drastically, what the hell is going on with this person? It's like bent on death.

Boom.

Feng Qicheng's body hit a tree, and he couldn't help but spit out blood from his mouth, and he slipped from the tree and fell to the ground.

At this time, he heard Murong Tian roaring, and then a dazzling white light emanated from the crossbow, and with a loud bang, it slammed towards the southern field.

As if all the air around him was drained by the light of this crossbow, Feng Chengcheng gasped for breath, and saw that Nanye had been flooded by this white light in an instant.

Can this Murong Tian's full force blow kill that Nanye?

Feng Qingcheng had a question in his heart, but then he shook his head violently, even the ghost wind before was no longer a character that he and Murong Tian could solve, let alone this Nanye.

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