At the turn of autumn and winter, a blood-red bird stands quietly in the treetops.

It is not large, but its feathers are extremely bright and shimmering.

Under the light of the slanting sun, it held its head high, like a phoenix reborn from the fire.

Wu Feng and Li Xun stood leisurely under the tree, while Ranmaru and another jade-colored horse were grazing on the side—it was the jade flower skull that Wu Feng had taken from Mo Zhan, the leader of the First Demon Horse Thieves Regiment.

"This is the blood cuckoo, a very rare bird. Li Xun said to Wu Feng: "I heard that if you hear its chirping in the evening, you will be accompanied by good luck." ”

"So?" Wu Feng smiled slightly, stretching out his hand to wave at it.

The bird remained motionless, with a look of great pride in its eyes.

Wu Feng pursed his lips again to imitate the chirping of a bird, trying to induce it to respond.

The blood cuckoo moved his eyelids to prove that he was not a dead thing, but he still ignored Wu Feng completely.

Wu Feng thought about it and suddenly took out the iron cannon.

Li Xun was taken aback and asked, "Brother Wu Feng, what are you doing?"

Wu Feng smiled: "Since you don't call, what's the use of staying? It's better to shoot it." ”

Li Xun shook his head and said: "The sound of the blood cuckoo is very sad, but it is an auspicious thing, and it is ominous to kill......"

Wu Feng laughed and patted Li Xun's head: "I'm just joking." But just scare it with a shot, and it will definitely chirp when it flies?"

Li asked: "It's still not necessary, the blood cuckoo doesn't like to chirp in the first place, whether it is blessed or not, it's all in chance, why force it?"

He also said: "Grandfather Xuan once taught me that if a person is a person who travels far away with a heavy load, he should not be in a hurry......"

Wu Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't expect you kid to kill without blinking." But it is so merciful to a bird. Okay, I'll wait with you, but I'm afraid that when the night comes, even if it screams, it won't work. ”

In fact, luck is an illusory matter, and no one can say whether the chirping of the blood cuckoo can really bring good luck to people.

But both of them have a juvenile heart. I really waited under this tree right now.

The birds, on the other hand, stay in the trees like clay sculptures, blinking only occasionally.

As the sun began to set, the light between heaven and earth became dimmer and dimmer, and the evening was about to pass.

The blood-colored bird suddenly let out a mournful chirp.

It doesn't seem to be much different from the call of an ordinary cuckoo, but when I taste it, I feel that this sound is extremely prideful, as if it is like piercing the sky.

With a soft glint in its eyes, it looked at the two teenagers, and then flapped its wings and flew away like sharp arrows off the string. It was incredibly fast, and it disappeared into the sky without a twist.

Faintly, both of them seemed to feel the strange power of fate.

Wu Feng and Li Xun looked at each other and smiled, and sat on the grass together.

The grass was a little damp, and the dew wet the hems of their clothes, but they didn't seem to feel it.

Li Xun's delicate face suddenly showed a look of confusion.

The cuckoo's cry is clearly "It's better to go back".

The day before yesterday, when he was alone outside, another person came in the air. He handed him a letter and turned away.

There are only four words in the letter: Xuanzu is seriously ill.

It is the handwriting of his father Li Zhong.

Li Xun knew that although his father had been secretly injured when he was a child. The body has not been too good, but it is in the prime of life, and it will not have problems all at once.

And great-grandfather Li Yi is more than 100 years old, although he has always been healthy. But if one day the body suddenly fails, it is really difficult to say.

So there is something credible about this letter.

But after thinking about it for a while, Li Xun figured it out. This is his father's test for him, and his great-grandfather must be in good health.

My father already knew that Wu Feng of the Five Peaks of the Grass Sea was Wu Feng of the Valley of Forgotten Worries, so he naturally judged Wu Feng to be a person from the Divine Hall.

The father only handed him a letter, and did not let anyone give him any direct orders on his behalf, just to make sure that his son had already played with his heart. There is even the possibility of being brainwashed by Wu Feng. After all, there is a deep beam between Mikawa and the shrine.

If Li Xun is unwilling to go back, his father will definitely be vigilant. If Li Xunken went home obediently, he could use Xuanzu's critical illness as a reason to say goodbye to Wu Feng.

Li Xun sighed at that time, he had been with Wu Feng for so long, he really didn't like his father's practice of calculating even his own son, no matter what the purpose was.

But he also knew that going home was his only option.

However, in a game with Wu Feng's confidant, if you tell the other party that Grandfather Xuan is seriously ill and has to go home, it will be too boring.

Li Xun learned from Wu Feng to live for himself and make decisions by himself, and he didn't want Wu Feng to think that he hadn't changed in the slightest.

So now he just sighed melancholy and his eyes flickered.

Wu Feng was stunned.

He read the homesick parting from Li Xun's eyes.

"Leaving?" Wu Feng asked with a tacit understanding.

"Yes, my father has been waiting for me to go back for the past six months......" Li Xun caught a grasshopper that jumped on his head and fell far away.

"Are you going back to your depressed life?" Wu Feng raised his hand and swept the sideburns covering his forehead, squinting at the afterglow on the horizon.

"Our family's tutor is like this, and every generation of Li family children has grown up like this. Speaking of which, where are you free? If you are not willing to be a thing in the pool, you have to put a lot of constraints on yourself. Li asked.

"Yes, you and I are all in the world!"

Wu Feng said: "In the past six months, you and I have broken free from the shackles, in this vast grassland, singing and indulging in wine, riding horses, although it is happy, but which chivalrous man can set foot on the peak of this world?"

"From this day on, we should all repackage ourselves and hide our blood back in our hearts. Li Xun sighed, grabbed a handful of sand on the grass, and sprinkled the two of them: "If you can't hold the sand, just raise it." ”

"Hahahaha......" Wu Feng laughed: "Let's go, brother." Go and follow the person you think is the most worth following, and if I become your enemy, don't spare any means!"

The Three Rivers Sword Sect is attached to the Divine Sky Dao, and the Divine Heaven Dao Master Long Zhanye is old, the eldest son is frail and sickly, but the other sons are all talented. Maybe when Li Xun goes back, he will have to consider which son of the Long family to support.

Bounced up from the grassland, Wu Feng dragged the jade flower horse that was grazing with his head down, and handed the reins to Li Xun: "Take it and leave." ”

"Thank you. Li Xun replied gloomily: "Forgive me for not following in your footsteps now." ”

"If possible, I will behead the hero of your choice in exchange for twenty years of allegiance. Wu Feng smiled.

He suddenly dragged Li Xun up from the ground, pressed it on the horse's back suddenly, and twisted it on the horse's buttocks.

Facing Li Xun's back, Wu Feng raised his throat and roared: "The surname Li, before I regret it, get out of Lao Tzu!" (to be continued......)