Wind, there is no wind in this space, and the quiet air here is frozen.

Feng Ye asked to meet Jun Moyi alone, just in front of the totem that the Feng family had worshiped for generations, in front of these martyrs who shed blood for the Feng family.

Jun Moyi didn't speak, but the smile on his face had long since converged, and his face was cold and calm.

Feng Ye didn't speak, just took off his cloak, revealing gray-white hair and pale face, and looked directly at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to pierce him.

The silent confrontation between the two people was inconclusive after all, so they were silent.

Feng Ye was the first to break the silence, feeling quite defeated by himself, and chuckled: "Have you seen me?" Or, there is a sense of familiarity?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not. Jun Moyi smiled, shallowly.

"What is this, there is something, there is nothing. ”

After pondering for a moment, his expression was a little confused, "I've seen it, but I can't see it clearly." Jun Moyi shook his head, "So, I'm not sure." ”

looked at the man in front of him and knew that he was not faking.

Feng Ye walked into the inner room, and when he came out, he held a box in his hand, and there was a jade pendant in the box, which was in the shape of a phoenix, and the blood in the jade retreated, broken into several pieces.

"Dripping blood!" came a gloomy voice, with a faint tremble.

"Actually, I also want to know if that guess is true. Jun Moyi looked at the jade pendant and dropped a drop of blood.

Blood droplets slipped down the gap in the broken jade, and the jade was still the same jade, unchanged.

Feng Ye darkened his eyes: "You're not him!"

Jun Moyi smiled and smiled, "It seems that that guess is false." ”

Not wanting to look at the smiling bright face, Feng Ye put on a wide black hat again, covering most of his cheeks, leaving only the pale and thin lips one by one: "I hate you, even if you are him, I hate you." ”

Jun Moyi smiled, his eyes as if he was looking at the stubborn brother next door.

"So, you'd better not have any bad intentions, otherwise, I'll kill you!" Feng Ye threatened.

"There is no bad intention" Jun Moyi is calm.

The wind began to flow in the air as Jun Moyi pushed open the door, and Feng Ye followed and walked out.

Feng Liluo's worried gaze passed through Jun Moyi, who came out, and looked at Feng Ye in the back, so Feng Ye came out.

"Sister Feng, who is he?" the little milk baby in Feng Liluo's arms pointed to the black cloak.

"He, his name is Feng Ye, it's your brother!"

"Ah, it's Brother Feng!"

Feng Ye's eyes also noticed the little milk baby, looked at it for a long time, and finally realized that she was the sister that Feng Liluo told him that he wanted to adopt a few days ago, looking at the little milk baby with two balls, and then looking at Feng Liluo who was protecting the little milk baby, and then turned to Jun Moyi, and then he left.

"Alas, why did Brother Feng leave? ”

"Xiao Yezi, don't make trouble" Jun Mohua said in a low voice: "I didn't see that the atmosphere was wrong." ”

The little milk baby pouted: "Hmph, stinky Mohua, aren't you afraid of doing something wrong, Brother Jun will punish you, and use me as a shield!"

"You stinky girl..."

Jun Mohua, who was just about to have a seizure, received a warning from his brother's eyes, and hurriedly closed his voice, Xiao Qiuye took the opportunity to make a grimace at Jun Mohua, and sat down obediently before Jun Moyi looked over.

"Zijian, you take them back to the house first. Jun Moyi commanded.

Jun Zijian looked at Feng Liluo with a numb scalp, Feng Liluo nodded, and this former Jun family servant saluted his son-in-law respectfully, "Yes, son." ”

...

Those who should have gone are gone, and the two who want to communicate sit face to face.

"Although my two brothers are monks, there should be no more than three people who know about this matter, and they are found out at this moment, and they ask Miss Feng to keep it secret. ”

Feng Liluo nodded.

"I have no malice towards Fengfu, and my brother can vouch for me. ”

Indeed, Feng Ye did not have a seizure, which is the best evidence.

Feng Liluo nodded.

"Moreover, I have not done all this just because His Majesty has entrusted me, but because..."

Jun Moyi paused, because Feng Liluo raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"My Heart Pleases You"

The two of them looked at each other, and the currents were agitated, and Jun Moyi's ears were slightly red.

"Are you kidding?" retracting his gaze, Feng Li's face was cold, "It's not funny." "Although he was crooked before, whether Jun Moyi was teasing himself or engaging in ambiguity or something, but in the face of this sudden seriousness now, Feng Liluo's first thought was to refuse.

"It's true. However, he didn't give up.

"When did it start?"

"From the first day I saw you", no, maybe it is even longer than that, so that the moment I saw you, I was deeply rooted, Jun Moyi said silently in his heart, but he couldn't say it, because that guess was not true, it was meaningless, he was him, not that person.

"You and I are just two sides of the coin, cut through the mess quickly, the long pain is better than the short pain, and now it's too late to regret it. ”

"No Regrets"

...

Jun Moyi left, leaving an invitation card inviting her to go boating next month, but it was actually a naked date, Feng Liluo was annoyed, what is this called!

...

On the way back, seeing that the two people who usually like to play treasure the most are very silent, Jun Zijian decided to liven up the atmosphere.

"Oh, I don't know if our son will have a showdown with Miss Feng this time, and won't he confess directly?"

Suddenly, the quiet atmosphere suddenly became gloomy, and Zijian was at a loss.

Qiu Ye ignored him, Jun Mohua gave him a blank look, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him not to speak if he didn't enliven the atmosphere.

Jun Mohua frowned worriedly thinking that his brother must have verified that matter today, and he didn't know what the result was, so he secretly clenched his fists. Qiu Ye thought about what Jun Zijian said just now, and wondered if his brother Jun would not smile at him in the future, and was a little depressed. The annoyed Mohua glanced at Autumn Leaves, sighed, and held her in his arms.

"Alas, what are you doing!"

"Isn't it to see that you are tired and carry you away!"

"Don't, let me down, stinky rascal. ”

"Hey, I won't let go, sir, let's go!"

On a remote road, a young man trotted upside down, holding a little milk baby who was bumped upside down, angry punches and kicks, laughing, and after a while, the little milk baby in his arms also recovered the appearance of the second ancestor, laughing wildly.

Jun Zijian shook his head silently, and hurriedly trotted to follow, saying that his active atmosphere was really not as good as that of the second son. The second son is worthy of Miss Akiba's master, and the relationship between the two is really good.

...

At night, "Brother, you're back!" Jun Mohua, who was in a hurry, pushed open the door of his brother's study and sat down on the chair beside him with a big grin.

Jun Moyi held the scroll in his hand, and he didn't raise his eyelids: "I'm in trouble again today, how do you want me to punish you!" naturally refers to the matter of exposing the identities of the two.

"Ah, don't you settle this matter, brother! What's more, I'm helping you!"

"What do you say?" Jun Moyi put down the book, Jun Mohua felt terrible in his heart, if he couldn't say one, two, three, it is estimated that he would die miserably.

"Well, this" Jun Mohua's eyes rolled and turned, and he patted his thigh, "Of course, it's because Miss Feng definitely doesn't like it, brother, you have something to hide from her, I will help you find this matter by chance, this is a proper way to help you close the distance!"

Unexpectedly, Jun Moyi nodded seriously, looking like he was being taught.

Jun Mohua, who was slightly surprised, said in a huff: "Brother, you won't really confess to Miss Feng today, will you?"

"Hmm"

"Ah, really" Jun Zijian's crow mouth actually let him say it, "And then?"

Jun Moyi didn't speak, and when Jun Mohua saw his brother's expression, he knew that nine times out of ten he was rejected.

"You came late at night just to ask about this?"

Mo Hua was stunned, but forgot about the business.

"Brother, did you go to verify that thing today?"

This is a very taboo thing for the Jun family. The eldest young master of the Jun family has become less and less like the Jun family in recent years. The Jun family is all with a national face, and they look loyal and simple, so they have accumulated countless wealth in business over the generations. But when he arrived at Jun Moyi, he became a melon seed face, not only not like his father, but also not like his brother. On the contrary, it is more like the Feng family, especially the person who used to be so amazing and brilliant in the Feng family. For this reason, the Jun family once organized a vigorous blood confession, and after that, it was the change of power of the Jun family, Jun Moyi sat on the head of the Jun family, and no one dared to mention this matter again.

Even so, Jun Moyi's family has this thorn, and after Jun Moyi came into contact with cultivation, he knew more possibilities, such as taking away. So, there was some kind of speculation. The reason is that he knows very well that all his changes began on that night eight years ago, when the fire in Fengfu continued, he fell into the water and woke up again, it seems, nothing is different.

Today, finally, there is a matter of concern.

"I'm not him. ”

Jun Mohua was overjoyed, and his smiling mouth couldn't close: "I'll just say, there are so many similar people in the world, what does it mean if they look alike?"

"Brother, I came today to tell you that whether you are him or not, you will always be my brother. ”

Jun Moyi hooked the corners of his lips and touched his brother's stupid head, but smiled silently.

...

"Feng Ye, what's wrong with you. ”

As soon as he pushed the door, he saw Feng Ye's whole body curled up, covering his heart with both hands.

A cold hand grabbed Feng Liluo's outstretched arm, and a pair of red eyes came into view.

Caught off guard, his arm ached, and without warning, the cold pierced into the veins, leaving bright red liquid from the corners of his pale and abnormal mouth.

Feng Ye bit Feng Liluo's arm and drank her blood...

"I'm sorry" Feng Ye covered his face and didn't look at the person in front of him.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I'm just, a little excited. ”

Knowing that the person in front of him didn't want to talk about it, Feng Liluo sighed.

"Then you have to tell me, what did you talk to Jun Moyi about today?"

After a moment's hesitation, the cold voice came.

"You, do you remember Feng Jinling?"

"Feng Jinling?"

"He, it's your eldest brother, the son of the Feng family, mine, my brother. ”

The frowning brows told Feng Ye, "I'm sorry, I can't remember anything." ”

Feng Ye closed his eyes, he was anxious, and when he saw her adopting the little milk baby, he thought she remembered something, after all, once, the two of them were so good, but now, she is dead, brother, is also dead.

Feng Ye wanted to cry, but he just stood up, put on his black hat, and left a lonely figure...