Will night.

Tang Qianxi stood in the bow of the Haigu in the wind, looking into the distance.

The battleship galloped towards the Goddess Peak at a speed as fast as a galloping horse. Under its reflection, the green hills on both sides of Wuxia were eclipsed, all of which seemed to show the glory and glory of Tangmen for a hundred years.

Tang Qianxi's eyes flashed, and his heart was full of pride.

Tang Xiaodao, a henchman and good brother who was standing behind him, said respectfully: "Young master, we estimate that we can get to Tangjiabao at the earliest." ”

Tang Qianxi pondered for a long time, and after taking a deep breath, he seemed to have secretly made up his mind, and said lightly: "Second Uncle Pei, are you still in Tangjiabao?"

Pei Xingtian, the second uncle of the Pei family, is a well-known guest general and the second brother of Pei Xingben, the head of the Pei family in Dongwu.

Pei Xingtian came to Tangjiabao this time, and he was entrusted by the head of the family to discuss with Tang He, the head of the Tang family, about the marriage between Tang Qianxi and Pei Xixi, the third lady of the Pei family, on the sixth day of the next month.

Tang Xiaodao was stunned, and replied honestly: "When I came out to look for the young master, he was still a guest in Tangjiabao. As for the young master's travel, the Tang Sect still concealed it. ”

Tang Qianxi's eyes shot a sad look, sighed lightly, and changed his words: "Xiaodao, do you know? My second brother Qianyin is still alive. ”

Tang Xiaodao's tiger body was dramatic, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he almost lost his voice: "Really?"

Tang Qianxi nodded, frowned, and said: "Although it is not a 100% confirmation, but Fu Xi and Feng Yi have both met with him and fought each other, not only holding the Ao Xue Han Sword, but also performing the Snow Mark Sword Technique, I think nine times out of ten it is a thousand seals." Unfortunately, he seems to have lost his memory, and his current identity is the 'Judgment Envoy', one of the five major apologetic envoys of the Fire Wheel Cult, nicknamed 'Yijian Mei'. ”

Tang Xiaodao's eyes flashed, and he said proudly: "In the battle at the Jialing River Ferry, although we and the Fire Wheel Cult have formed a deep enmity of life and death, but with our Tang Sect forces, if we want to regain Er Shao from the hands of the cult, I think it is not difficult, and it must be like a bag." ”

Tang Qianxi was noncommittal, his eyes shot a trace of determination and seriousness, and said, "You are right. In any case, I hope that Yi Jianmei will be able to attend his eldest brother's wedding ceremony as the second young man of the Tang Sect on the sixth day of the next lunar month. ”

Tang Xiaodao agreed in his heart, nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "Young master, it will." I add affirmation by all means. ”

Tang Qianxi looked at the darkening black mountain in front of him with a leisurely expression, and his right eyelid jumped strangely, but he didn't care too much, but he was thinking about how to find and welcome back Tang Qianyin next, and secretly thought: "Second brother, where are you?"

......

Night.

The night sky is starry and magnificent.

Tangjiabao Harbor, the water is silvery, quiet.

The river breeze blew gently, and the four huge Seafalcons swayed gently. The young Tangmen sailors were unusually quiet, and they smiled sweetly in their sleep with the waves on their pillows.

Microwave waves, cold stars shattered.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't notice that they don't have the slightest sound of breathing, and that they are all poisoned by an illusion called "Floating Dreams".

Illusion, also known as phantom magic, is one of the four major magic techniques in the Miao Ling Divine Pavilion's "Wumen Demon Book". It is a kind of spiritual power that is stimulated by the use of seal gestures and spiritual power, and it is definitely a weapon that kills people invisibly!

Back then, in the ancient battlefield of Zhuolu, when the demon god Chi You unexpectedly used phantom magic, the Yellow Emperor used the runic Dao technique to fight.

Although both Phantom Magic and Runic Dao Magic are based on the consumption of powerful mental power, Phantom Magic is not a skill performed by pretending to use natural elements like a rune master, but uses various environments to transform mental power into illusions of various laws, allowing people to enter wonderful hallucinations or terrible dreams, so as to confuse or control the soul and mind of the other party. Its biggest feature is that it can kill people invisibly, that is, killing without bloodshed, which can be dizzy, hypnotic, and spiritual, and at worst, they will be trapped in the illusion forever until they die.

On the embankment, under the lighthouse, the starlight stretched the ghostly reflections of two men and one woman like flowing water, and the fifty red-clothed priests behind them had all changed the red clothes of the Holy Sect into the uniform of the Tang Sect in an instant.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl dressed in light green clothes gently twisted her long and graceful jade-white neck, and looked up at the handsome face of the tall man on the right with beautiful eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, and sighed gloomily for a long time.

Beneath her slender and naturally curved eyebrows, her bright, deep eyes always retain a certain mysterious and unfathomable melancholy and coldness. Her shoulders are like a knife, her body is delicate and graceful, and her jade face is not even a little fat powder, and she is as bright as an ethereal and dreamlike Guanghan fairy in the starlight, and she can't help but take it away.

This girl is the Fire Wheel Cult Shaojing Smallpox Yu Xiu, the cold and quiet handsome man she stares at has almost the same appearance as Tang Qianxi, and even her figure and temperament are extremely similar.

The man in black with a slender figure and a bronzed complexion on her left noticed the sadness hidden in Hua Yuxiu's beautiful eyes very carefully, his eyes flashed, he smiled easily, and said: "Yuxiu, don't think about it if you can't think about it, life is not easy, this is very interesting." Under the instruction of my father-in-law, I have been carefully arranging and planning tonight's battle for three years, and the good show has just begun to be staged, so you must not take it lightly. ”

When he smiled, his eyes were full of mystery and danger, and he faintly felt a hint of evil uneasiness.

I saw that he was about twenty years old, and his dark black hair was untied behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin. Angular, handsome facial features, thick eyebrows rebelliously raised slightly upward, long and slightly curly eyelashes, hidden charming eyes, high nose bridge and thin lips, the whole person is full of boys and girls, the charm of the spirit, so that this person is full of extraordinary demonic energy, as if born with a dangerous evil, so that anyone should also be unforgettable, especially the nails on his hands are clean and neat, and make people feel the self-cleaning and delicate of his daily life.

Hua Yuxiu let out a heavy breath, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, frowned lightly, and complained: "Brother Lou, do you have to use this kind of ...... Cruel way?"

Her voice was crisp and condensed, like a whisper rippling in the flowing river, but it carried her heavy boredom and indifference to the world.

The big brother Lou in front of her is the fifth big man of the Fire Wheel Cult, the Great Brahma Tower.

Lou Chongfeng didn't answer, but instead cast his eyes from Hua Yuxiu to the man who looked like Tang Qianxi next to her, and said casually: "Ruling Envoy, the most critical and wonderful way to besiege and kill the Tang Sect this time is to let you pretend to be Tang Qianxi to attack Tang He, the head of the family, do you think this is cruel?"

It turned out that this tall man, who rarely saw people with his true face and looked like Tang Qianxi, was the ruling envoy of the Fire Wheel Cult.

Yi Jian Mei's eyes were as cold as a sword, looking at the sparkling Xiajiang, and said expressionlessly: "The deputy sect leader has already made such a clever plan eighteen years ago, and tonight his subordinates are just ordered to realize his dream." Shaojingtian, you are too compassionate and compassionate. The Deputy Patriarch said that being merciful to the enemy is cruelty, but being cruel to the enemy is being merciful. The deputy sect leader he was talking about was the famous but very mysterious Fire Wheel Evil King.

Huayu Xiuhua's face was pale, remembering the origin and experience of Yijianmei, he sighed and was silent, his eyes casually turned to a small grass next to the stone steps, and there was an indescribable loneliness and coldness.

Under the light of the stars and moon, the tender green grass shimmered with blue light, and even the shadows of the trees next to it were projected to the ground, and the whole world was unified by light and color.

Lou Chongfeng's expression was calm, he looked up into the distance, his eyes fell on the Goddess Peak behind the brightly lit Tangjiabao, and said unhurriedly: "Presumably, the master of the Turkic Mission is already in place at this time, just waiting for us to give an order." As he spoke, he waved his right hand in the air and made a forward gesture.

The people received the order and marched in full gear.

Target - Tangjiabao!

......

Midnight.

Li Wuwu stood in front of Feng Yi with a high spirit, and recited the first ten volumes of "The Records of the Great Doctor" with an amazing memory, word for word.

Feng Yi's eyes lit up, and she admired it, she couldn't imagine that she was so studious.

I think that back then, with a foundation in medicine, it took him almost half a day to memorize the ten volumes. Relatively speaking, Li Wuwu, who is studying systematically for the first time, has a much stronger memory than herself.

Feng Yi took a few individual symptoms and prescriptions from them to ask questions, and Li Wuwu was able to answer them fluently. Although it is a swallowing of dates and has no clinical experience, it can be regarded as a first glimpse of the door.

Feng Yi was happy and amazed, and taught her the ten volumes in the middle.

Afterwards, Li Wuwu's enthusiasm was undiminished, and he ran back to the study with his hands dancing, and began to seize the time to write and memorize by heart. Growing up so big, is there a subject that fascinates her so much, makes her so interested, and spends a lot of effort to study and delve into it?

Feng Yi stayed in the courtyard, bathed in the light of the stars and moon in the sky, and began to meditate while absorbing the Xuanhuang aura to strengthen his spiritual power.

The theme is still the same "magic fetus" for more than ten years.

After these battles, Feng Yi saw the legendary Five Elements True Body and Spring and Autumn Xuan Body, which made him so envious, and he longed in his heart that he could also have a flesh and blood body like an iron wall.

What's even more sad is that this time the old disease recurred, Feng Yi felt that his essence and flesh were not as good as before, and he still felt the sense of oppression and fear of dying of exhaustion increasing day by day.

A third of his last year of life has now passed, and if he can't find a cure in the near future, his days in this world are probably running out.

Death is not terrible, it is far less than the process, it is tormenting, it is a kind of torture that makes people crazy.

When Feng Yi heard Zhu Wenzi say that Li Wuwu had Tianfeng blood in his body that night, he was like a drowning man seeing a piece of driftwood, and he was extremely excited for a while. But the lamp that lit hope was extinguished a moment later.

He clearly remembered that the "Phoenix Blood True Fire" used by Li Wuwu was actually flawed.

Later, I learned that the phoenix blood in Li Wuwu's body was sent to her by the empress to treat the "Kwai Shui Yin Body", that is to say, the phoenix blood in her body was not the most primitive and purified bloodline, but the second generation of phoenix blood that was reproduced, and its divine power and efficacy were correspondingly greatly reduced.

Therefore, even if he took a part of the Tianfeng bloodline in Li Wuwu's body as a medicine guide, he still couldn't let him be completely reborn through the phoenix blood.

Hope turned to despair in an instant.

Maybe this is fate, a foot in life, hard to find.

Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the night sky, looked at the many stars representing different destinies, spent a long time counting and constantly picking, always trying to find his own life star, but even if he picked his eyes, it was still fruitless.

Alas!

After a long sigh, Feng Yi slowly stood up and said casually: "Tonight is starry, tomorrow will be a sunny day." Then he went into the house and went to sleep.