Hearing Feng Wumian's words, Shangguan Jiyue's eyes suddenly widened, and she said in surprise: "You mean, the purple gold Wurong spear is this black feather order?!" ”

"To be precise, the Black Feather Order is hidden in the Purple Gold Wurong Spear, which is part of the Ugon Spear."

Shangguan Jiyue was stunned: "You already knew?!" Now that the Wurong spear is in your hands, and the formation map is also in your hands, why do you still tell me this? ”

"Because the Black Feather Order needs your and my blood to get it, and it is indispensable." Feng Wumian was silent for a moment and laughed at himself, "Actually, when you said to me last night, 'If I were Shen Peifeng, I would never do this to you', I suddenly regretted it." Ah Yu, will you hate me? ”

"You didn't make up your mind after all, and things didn't get out of hand," Shangguan Jiyue lowered her eyelashes, was silent for a long time, and said, "Young Master Shen, I don't hate you." ”

Feng Wumian heard this, and a strange brilliance appeared in a pair of clear eyes, and he was surprised: "Really?!" ”

Shangguan Jiyue smiled lightly: "Really." It's just, how are you going to explain it to Moyi? If he knows who you are, and with his temperament, you have locked him up for so long, he will definitely have a big fight with you. ”

"It's okay, anyway, I've locked him up like this before, so let him make trouble!" Feng Wumian let out a long breath and said warmly, "As long as he doesn't demolish my City Lord's Mansion and doesn't turn over this day, as long as he still recognizes me as a big brother, I will toss with him." ”

"Mo Yi has a big brother like you, I'm really happy for him."

Feng Wumian heard this, looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and lost his mind for a moment, and a trace of bitterness in his eyes was fleeting.

She is so beautiful, he is also beautiful, but she does not belong to him...... From now on, he can only bury this love deep in his heart, even if it can't blossom and bear fruit, it is the most precious existence in his life......

Shangguan Jiyue was delicate, aware of the strangeness of the wind's sleeplessness, her eyes flashed slightly, her eyelashes drooped, and she gently pulled the corners of her lips stiffly and smiled slightly, but her heart was extremely heavy, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

How could she not know his affection? If he is really a ruthless person, even if she now knows his true identity, the Zijin Wurong Spear is in his hands, and Wucheng is in his hands, he is determined not to change his original intention of marrying her, she is helpless. But he didn't, he was too much for her...... This affection, she will also take it to heart, even if it is not about Fengyue, it is also worth cherishing in this life......

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and they were silent, and even the night seemed unusually quiet at this moment.

The room was full of red silk, red candles in pairs, the two looked at each other, their smiles were a little stagnant and embarrassed, Feng Wumian moved his eyes, and whispered to Shangguan Jiyue: "Wait for me." Then he moved lightly and turned and walked to the inner room.

After a while, Feng Wumian walked out, but he had already recovered Shen Peifeng's appearance, the moon-white clothes on his body were still not stained with any dust, with a gentle smile on his face, and he was holding a three-foot-long box in both hands.

When Shangguan Jiyue saw the box in Shen Peifeng's hand, her eyes lit up obviously, and she blurted out: "Purple Gold Wurong Gun?!" ”

Shen Peifeng nodded, walked to the table and gently put the box on the table, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "It's time for Wuyu Ling to appear." ”

After speaking, he opened the box and carefully took out the Wurong spear from the box, the three-foot-long jet-black shiny handle and sharp spear blade, shining a little cold in the candlelight.

Shen Peifeng held the handle of the gun with both hands, twisted and turned, and only heard two "clicks", and the handle of the gun was more than twice extended. The extra hilt of the gun out of thin air was covered with fine lines, which were exactly the same as those in the shape of the black totem of Wucheng.

Shangguan Jiyue's heart lit up, no wonder when she first came to Wucheng, she always felt that the black lines on the totem symbol of Wucheng seemed to be seen somewhere, and it turned out to be this Wurong gun.

However, she was very curious, this Wurong gun was passed down from generation to generation in her Shangguan family, how could Shen Peifeng know the trick in this gun, and easily opened it.

Shen Peifeng happened to turn around at this time and take in Shangguan Jiyue's doubts. He smiled indifferently and asked softly, "Ah Yu must be wondering how I know the method in this Wurong spear, right?" ”

Shangguan Jiyue was stunned for a moment: "Could it be that this Wurong Spear has a great relationship with your wizard family?" ”

"Indeed!" Shen Peifeng said slowly, "Because this purple gold Wurong spear was originally cast by our Feng family ancestors and given to your ancestors. ”

"What?!"

"The ancestors of our two families were originally world friends, and they supported the royal family of Nanchi Situ to ascend the throne together, and they were all the founding heroes of Nanchi. If it weren't for the catastrophe a hundred years ago, the Feng family would not have succumbed to a corner of Wucheng. ”

Shangguan Jiyue suddenly realized: "I see, it's ......"

Shen Peifeng smiled and didn't speak again. I saw him lower his eyes, put his hand to his lips, bit his index finger, let the red blood drip into the barely visible groove in the middle of the handle of Wurong's gun, and looked up at Shangguan Jiyue.

Seeing this, Shangguan Jiyue also bit her fingers, and the bright red blood dripped in the same place along with the clear dark fragrance. That's when the unthinkable happened.

It was obvious that the blood of two people was dripping in the same place, but at the moment when the two drops of blood met, they flowed along the groove to one side as if they were alive, and the wisps of crimson color instantly covered the fine lines of the entire gun handle.

At the moment when the two bloodshots met at the end, the red light of the entire gun handle was triumphant, dazzling, and with a gentle "click" sound, the red light disappeared, and the handle of the Wurong gun suddenly opened a dark grid about a foot long.

Feng Wumian carefully took out a black piccolo from the dark pavilion, the end of the piccolo was tied with a red rope, and the tail of the red rope was connected to an equally black feather.

"This piccolo is the Black Feather Order?!" Shangguan Jiyue looked at the black flute and was a little surprised.

"That's right, this flute is about one foot and three inches long, it is carved from thousands of years of black jade, it is the supreme token of the wizard family, and it is also the legendary black feather order." Shen Peifeng slowly turned his head, put his piccolo hands in Shangguan Jiyue's hands, looked at her and said solemnly word by word, "Ah Yu, now that the Wuyu Order is out, the future of Wucheng will be in your hands, and our Feng family's hundred-year promise has finally been fulfilled today." ”

"Young Master Shen, I'm ......"

As soon as this order came out, the hundred-year promise no longer existed, and from then on, even if the Feng family repaid the kindness of the Shangguan family, Wucheng would no longer be part of Nanchi, and the Beicang army could naturally pass through Wucheng without much effort and go straight to Pingyang, the capital of Nanchi. Ah Yu, do you have anything else to worry about? ”

Shangguan Jiyue lowered her eyes for a long time before she slowly raised her head and asked, "What will you do in Wucheng in the future?" What about you? ”

Shen Peifeng smiled warmly and said lightly: "The ancestors of the Feng family have ancestral training, and as soon as the Wuyu Order comes out, the hundred-year promise has been broken. However, Wucheng cannot be subjugated to any country, and the descendants of the Feng family cannot become officials. Even if Beicang is about to dominate the world, Wucheng can only be Wucheng, and I can only be the lord of Wucheng, this is my life...... As long as people don't offend my Wucheng, my Wucheng will definitely not provoke trouble and ignore the people. At this point, I also ask Ah Yu to tell His Royal Highness King Chen that the Feng family will remember the ancestral teachings for generations and dare not forget them. ”