As Yan Qiren guessed, early the next morning, the place where the head of the Qingyang faction Qiu lived was covered with blood, and the head of Qiu died tragically in the room, and from the surface, there was obviously no trace of a fight, if the murderer was not so strong in martial arts that the master of the sect was unable to resist, he was his own person, and he was a very close person,

Yesterday, the eldest disciple of the Qingyang faction died unexpectedly, and today the head of the sect died inexplicably in the room, and the remaining disciples of the Qingyang faction suddenly made a fuss, especially Qiu Ji, the daughter of the head of Qiu, the tragic death of her husband and father, made her completely lose her mind, and only thought about revenge, and the whole person was crazy and slashed people around with a sword.

Everyone saw that she was really pitiful, and no one did anything to restrain her, and it was even more chaotic for a while.

If no one took Lu Yao's death to heart, but it could be regarded as an accident, then the death of Master Qiu was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in an instant.

After all, he is the master of a sect, innocent and tragic, and now it is still a special situation, a little wind and grass can make people guess for a long time, and the hearts of those who have finally come together are inevitably unstable and impetuous.

In the quiet stone room, the sound of jade clattering and falling is particularly pleasant, and the noise outside seems to have no effect on half a minute here.

Yun Niang looked at the black and white chess pieces on the drawing, laughed out loud, her eyes were full of appreciation, "Now I know what it means to be better than blue,"

What is drawn on the drawing is a complicated formation, black and white are respectively arranging the formation and breaking the formation, but for half a month, he originally had to ask with the drawings, but now he can easily draw inferences from one another to crack this level of formation.

Yun Niang has to admit that the so-called genius really exists,

Murong Qiufeng smiled implicitly, "It's Aunt Yun who taught her well, and Qiu Feng is still far behind," these days, he is basically in the stone room and Yun Niang to learn the formation mechanism, he doesn't go out, he also likes to communicate with Yun Niang, and he can always learn a lot of things, although it is a little difficult to be unfamiliar with lip language at first, but slowly I feel that it is not so difficult, and I don't need to be ready to be around at any time to communicate,

First, learning the formation mechanism is one reason, and secondly, it may be said that he is running away, although he has been telling himself that he must believe in Ye, support him, everything is based on his safety first, and the overall situation is the most important, but he still can't watch so many lives disappear in front of his eyes so easily, even if those people are already evil,

He was afraid that if he kept watching, he would probably be unable to help but stop him in the end.

He also knew that if he stopped it, even if he only needed one sentence, Ye would definitely agree, but in this way, there would be a lot of trouble, and the game that Ye had worked so hard to set up was also wasted, and it was very likely to fall into danger, in a dilemma, he couldn't face it, so he could only escape,

However, this tacit attitude still made him very anxious, and he felt that it was equivalent to him indirectly killing those people, so he put all his heart and soul into the mechanism formation, just wanting to divert his attention.

Shangguan Ye naturally understood his thoughts, so he never took the initiative to say these things in front of him, even if he talked about it sometimes, he tried to check the words and sentences to reduce the burden on his heart.

Everyone's opinions and thoughts are different, Murong Qiufeng is benevolent and kind, he doesn't want to change his mentality and character, it was not his intention to dye him black, so he was willing to avoid it, but he was very happy,

It's just that I'm still a little sorry in my heart, after all, he pulled him into this quagmire,

Yun Niang naturally knows this, so she also tries her best to accompany him, divert his attention, and sometimes enlighten him a little.

For Yun Niang, her husband is separated, the country is ruined, she has lived in hatred for more than 20 years, she has been lying on her back, and her heart of revenge has sharpened her soft heart, and she is no longer the gentle queen, but she is just bent on revenge, regardless of the cost,

But after Murong Qiufeng and the others appeared, she suddenly calmed down, and she didn't know if it was because Shangguan Ye promised her to help her take revenge and let her find an excuse for herself to relax temporarily, or because of Murong Qiufeng,

She almost treats Murong Qiufeng as a son, and puts the maternal love that has not been given for more than ten years on him, and the pure warmth on Murong Qiufeng is always easy to infect others, making it rare for her to be quiet, put aside despair for the time being, and feel this faint warmth,

"Aunt Yun, what are your plans after you," After being silent for a while, Murong Qiufeng suddenly asked, in fact, he wanted to ask this question for a long time, Yun Niang's quietness these days sometimes made him very worried,

A person, who has lived in hatred for nearly twenty years, and when Ye extinguishes the Xiang family, then her hatred will be gone, and she suddenly loses her goal, he is afraid that she will find a short-sightedness, and this possibility is very high, he can always feel that there is always a faint despair hidden in her heart,

Yun Niang's hand to clean up the chess pieces paused slightly, hung her head and was silent for a while, and sighed softly, "Maybe...... I'll find a place to settle down," her voice was a little ethereal,

Murong Qiufeng's pursed lips tightened slightly, judging from her expression, it must be as he thought, "Aunt Yun, why don't you go to the border with us then, the border also needs talents like you, and besides, don't you want to watch the Li Kingdom prosper again?"

"Hehe, Li Guo...... It's different, now that the real royal bloodline of the Li Kingdom has been cut off, the next fate can only be the surname of the country, and my Li Kingdom is long gone,"

"Aunt Yun," seeing her look like this, Murong Qiufeng felt even more uncomfortable, and wanted to persuade again,

Yun Niang smiled lightly, reached out and patted the back of his hand, "Silly boy, aren't you afraid that Aunt Yun will seek death?"

was said to be in his mind, Murong Qiufeng paused, but still nodded lightly,

Yun Niang stood up, folded the drawings, and looked a little dazed, "If it was before, maybe I did think so, the goal of my life is only revenge, once the revenge is avenged, then life will lose its meaning, for so many years, what has maintained my life is this revenge heart, but ......"

Looking at Murong Qiufeng's anxious and worried look, Yun Niang's eyes were slightly watery, with a bit of softness and warmth, just like a loving mother, "These days, I suddenly have another idea, life is full of ups and downs, but so, no matter what happened in life, after death is still loess Yipei, life is easy to pass away, and the people left behind have their own meaning, in fact, even if you don't say it, I have already promised Ye to go to the border, although I am not the personal heir of the old man of Tianji, but I can't let the old man's life's work disappear like this,"

"So, I plan to settle down at the border, and promise Ye to help him cultivate some formation techniques for generals,"

"Really," Murong Qiufeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and stood up excitedly, and then thought of something, and was stunned for a moment, "When did Aunt Yun promise Ye," He didn't know yet, it turned out that Ye had already spoken before him, and sure enough, what he wanted, Ye knew it, and did it quietly,

"When you are still struggling with how to speak," a low and laughing voice sounded softly, Shangguan Ye walked in with a smile, his eyes were full of tenderness, his big hand moved forward, and he naturally and habitually hugged his slender waist,