Night.

The moon is like a wheel.

It seems to be a particularly cold night.

Sima Yan shrunk the pine brocade carpet covering her body and looked out the window.

Isn't it almost winter?

This year's winter is coming so fast......

The air was misty with night mist. The moonlight fainted, through the layers of mist, and flowed into the room.

It was pitch black in the room. There was only a pool of moonlight on the ground, like a layer of hoarfrost.

Sima Yan didn't want to light the lights tonight. She just wanted to look out the window at the moonlight that had rashly broken into her room with Hanhua.

This moonshine ...... You can't even stop it......

Tang Tang leaned against the window, stretched out his hand to pluck the cold mist in the air, and shivered: "It's so cold tonight, it's better to close the window, your illness has not healed yet, this is not good for your health." ”

Sima Yan didn't speak, just shook her head.

Tang Tang turned his head, carried Sima Yan on his back, and sighed quietly.

She understood why the young lady was like this. Her young lady had always liked a bright room, and at night, she would ask her to help light all the lights in the room, and then sit on the edge of the bed and feel the joy and joy of the warm light.

Like this, there is no light on it, only the moonlight outside the window flows freely into the room, and there are several nights in this month. It's ...... every time

Tang Tang looked out the window, his eyes were already a little dim.

In this way, even if the disease in her body is cured, how can the disease in her heart be cured?

Tang Tang had already begun to hate that person a little, why didn't he come back to see Miss for so long?

The moon is like a wheel. Like the moonlight flowing out of the full moon, it is so cold and cold.

Sima Yan got out of bed, walked to the table, stroked the Lang Shiquan on the case, and looked out the window stupidly. The courtyard outside the window is bleak.

She sat down, plucking the strings. In the middle of the chanting, I heard the song "Long Gate Resentment". The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious, as soft and sympathetic as the moonlight.

The moon tonight is the same as last night...... Good round.

Why does the moon always become more complete when people are separated?

Or do people only have such feelings for the moon when they are separated?

The moon seems to be forever lonely. No matter what kind of night it is, no matter what kind of moon it is, whether it is a starry sky or a night sky, a crescent moon or a full moon, it will always be so lonely and lonely.

Why do lonely people always like to stare at the lonely moon?

Why does the lonely month always have to be with the lonely person?

Find a place to be, or be with them?

Get a warmth, or get rid of worries?

This night, this scene, this feeling, this meaning. Different people may have thousands of thoughts, but the only constant is the loneliness of the moon and the loneliness of people.

Lonely people look at lonely moons. For thousands of years, how many people have carried the endless loneliness of this round of vast and gloomy moon?

The lonely moonlight of thousands of years flows quietly, flowing in the miserable night, and flowing into the lonely hearts of many families today?

Tang Tang is also looking at the moon, and he is looking at the moon like Sima Yan.

Could it be that she also feels lonely?

A few wisps of autumn wind sounded the sycamores. The business intention is colder and stronger.

A few jackdaws were chirping under the eaves, and the moonlight seemed to be even more poignant.

The sound of the piano stopped. Sima Yan brushed off the waist of the piano and walked to the window. The bleak moonlight shone on her face, and her already pale face looked even more haggard in the moonlight.

Tang Tang said: "Miss, the night dew is very heavy, and your condition will be aggravated like this." ”

Sima Yan didn't speak, just stared at the ethereal blue light in the endless night sky in the sky.

Tang Tang sighed and walked to Sima Yan's side. She stretched out her hand and pointed to the grass and trees in the courtyard: "It seems that tonight has really started to get cold, and I don't know when even the leaves have begun to frost." ”

Sima Yan looked at Tang Tang's hand, and sure enough, there was a thin layer of hoarfrost covering the leaves. The frost leaves were under the moon in the wind and fog, as if they were also like moonlight, sparkling and shining with silver light.

Sima Yan looked up at the moon and said:

The jackdaws rise in succession, and the moon dews in the autumn light.

Lonely sycamore, how many layers of frost fallen?

The poems have not fallen, but the tears have fallen.

Before the poem could be finished, tears were already streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Tang Tang stood aside and listened, and his heart couldn't help but shrink.

Although she hadn't read many books and only recognized some words, she also felt a deep sense of desolation and melancholy from this little poem chanted by Sima Yan.

The sky smells the faint night whisper of the sycamore, and it is so cold that how many layers of frost will fall?

She didn't know.

She doesn't count either. She had no intention of counting, and she did not dare to count.

Wutong speaks at night, the fog is cold and the wind is clear. A man sat in front of the window, counting the frost layer by layer. Counting and counting, won't the heart also be shattered with it?

The autumn moon is exquisite, and the people are also exquisite.

Exquisite people, exquisite hearts. Exquisite heart, exquisite love.

Linglong's heart is fragile.

Tang Tang hugged Sima Yan from behind, held back his grief and said, "Miss, go back to bed quickly, I will go to the small building in the other courtyard now to see if there is a shadow like him." If you do this again, even I want to cry. ”

Sima Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "You go, I'll go back to bed." ”

How many miles can a person look at a tall building?

How long are the people of the end of the world?

Sima Yan sighed faintly and sat back on the bed.

She didn't know how many more long nights she would have to wait, long, never-ending nights.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Tang Tang came back so soon?

Is there any news of him?

Sima Yan was overjoyed: "Is he back?" ”

She turned her gaze to the side of the door, but the smile on her face immediately froze.

The moonlight did not shine on the door, and Sima Yan couldn't see clearly.

But she could tell the man's figure. This person is a head taller than Tang Tang, this person is obviously not Tang Tang.

Sima Yan was a little afraid: "Who?" ”

The outsider slowly approached and stepped into the moonlight.

"It's you!"

"It's me."

Xiahou Yiliu had a smile on his face, but this smile was full of obscene and treacherous meaning.

Sima Yan unconsciously shrank inward: "What are you doing here?" ”

Xiahou Yiliu said: "I'm here to ask Miss Sima how her condition is." ”

Sima Yanmu said indifferently: "I...... Very good. ”

"I'm afraid it's not so, right?"

Xiahou Yiliu walked to the dressing table and lit a gauze lamp covered with a pink lampshade: "Such a late night, but not even a lamp is lit, and there is such a resentful piano sound, is the girl thinking about her heart?" ”

Sima Yan didn't answer him.

She quickly plucked the strings in her head like a piano stroking, thinking about how to deal with such a scene. But she had never seen anything like this, and she was already a little panicked.

Xiahou Yiliu's smile gradually became indescribably ambiguous: "Pink lights are always romantic." Romantic times should always do something romantic, girl, right? ”

Sima Yan grabbed the quilt on her body, and her voice was already trembling: "What do you want to do?" ”

Xiahou Yiliu didn't answer, but moved his gaze from her face to her feet.

The little feet are slender and lightweight.

Xiahou Yiliu's eyes showed a look of satisfaction: "Sure enough, they are beautiful feet." ”

Sima Yan immediately pulled up the quilt and wanted to cover her feet, but Xiahou Yiliu suddenly disappeared from the window, appeared in front of her eyes, and grabbed her hand.

Sima Yan was stunned and couldn't help shaking her body.

Xiahou Yiliu's light skills are not first-class, but Sima Yan has too little knowledge and has almost never seen light skills.

Sima Yan wanted to withdraw her hand from him, but Xiahou Yiliu's hand was like a handcuff cuffing her wrist, and the corners of her mouth rose cruelly slightly: "Wouldn't it be a pity to cover such a beautiful pair of feet?" ”

Sima Yan's wrist had been grabbed by him and began to hurt. She endured the pain and wanted to retreat, but Xiahou Yiliu followed suit. She stepped back further, and Xiahou Yiliu followed again.

She couldn't retreat anymore, shivering uncontrollably against the bed.

Xiahou Yiliu leaned his face closer, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Fragrant, really fragrant, it probably tastes better." ”

Sima Yan's face suddenly turned red.

She had never heard anyone say these words, but she seemed to understand what they were.

There are some words that can be understood without being taught.

Sima Yan screamed: "Tang Tang, come and save me!" ”

Xiahou Yiliu smiled, laughing hideously and cruelly: "She can't even protect herself, will she come to save you?" ”

Sima Yan looked at Xiahou Yiliu tremblingly, and hissed, "What did you do to her?" ”

Xiahou Yiliu smiled: "Why don't you ask me what I want to do to you?" ”

Sima Yan stared at Xiahou Yiliu and didn't ask.

She didn't ask. She didn't even dare to think about it.

She jumped out of bed and wanted to run out of the room, but was pulled back by Xiahou Yiliu and fell the bed. A painful moan came from her mouth, and Xiahou Yiliu held her down. She screamed and tried to reach for a push, but both of her hands were cuffed at the same time.

She kicked with her foot, but Xiahou Yiliu didn't react at all, still with a mocking smile, and her eyes slid from head to toe on her: "Okay, very good, it seems that I haven't waited in vain these days." ”

Sima Yan didn't speak, still struggling. However, at this moment, she was like a person who had fallen into the sea, but did not even have a floating board by her side, only waiting for the sea to swallow her.

Xiahou Yiliu smiled, quietly admiring the expression on her face.

Anyway, it's already in the bag, so why not play more?

He had tasted a lot of the pleasures that women could bring to men, and he was not in a hurry for this moment.

Secretly tasted a lot. Except for Xiahou Kongwu and the woman he played with, no one knew that he was also such a person, and even the brothers in the family he never mentioned. Therefore, he has always been a humble gentleman who is praised, and he is also the most serious one in Xiahou's family.

It wasn't until today that he showed his true face to Sima Yan.

He knew that he wanted to violate a virgin, and if he wanted to make her feel resigned to her fate after fierce resistance was ineffective, then doing it in her boudoir was the best choice.

Because it's their own space. There is always an inexplicable sense of security in their own room, and this sense of security in this case inexplicably instigates their sense of resignation.

This is the conclusion he has come to after many attempts. This conclusion has never been deviated from since he began to practice it.

When a woman accepts her fate, she may follow this man for the rest of her life.

That's his experience, and that's what he's going to do tonight.

He has always disliked beating around the bush: "Actually, I already had a chance the day I met you, do you know why I waited until now to do it?" ”

Sima Yan had begun to breathe, but she was still resisting. It's just that the action of resistance has become smaller and smaller, and the strength has become smaller and smaller.

Xiahou Yiliu smiled so much that there was only one slit left in his eyes: "Because you were so sick that day, you didn't even have the strength to resist, and you didn't have any energy to play." Like today, the illness is almost cured, but it is not well yet, with a little weakness of the disease, but there is the strength to struggle, it is the most interesting to play. ”

He sighed again: "It seems that even the heavens are looking at me, and they want me to have more fun." ”

Sima Yan clenched her teeth and forced out a sentence: "You get out of me, you are a ......"

Xiahou Yiliu smiled and said, "What am I?" Is it your husband? ”

Sima Yan gritted her teeth, stopped talking, and closed her eyes.

She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't want to shed tears in front of this person.

Xiahou Yiliu laughed more and more rampantly: "I heard that you already have a sweetheart." Where is he? Where is it now? ”

This sentence is like a gap in the embankment that has begun to crumble, and then someone has smashed it hard. Sima Yan couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and kept crying on the bed.

She's going to be insulted tonight, but he's ...... What about him?

Where are you? Where are you?

Why haven't you come back yet?

Xiahou Yiliu looked at Sima Yan, who was crying bitterly under him, and suddenly burst into excitement in his eyes, and reached out to grab her clothes.

Sima Yan slapped his hand away and said loudly: "You dream, I won't let you succeed if I die!" ”

She slammed into the bed screen to the side. But as soon as her head turned sideways, Xiahou Yiliu pulled her hair.

There was a terrible scream, as if even the moonlight outside the window trembled from this scream.

It hurts...... It hurts......

She fell, tears still streaming.

Xiahou Yiliu smiled: "This is not good, brother, I am playing with a woman who can move on two legs, but I don't want to spend the night with a piece of cold wood." ”

Sima Yan stopped talking, and was paralyzed like that, as if her heart was dead. The dull eyes looked at the moonlight that was still poignant and moving in front of him, but even the tears that flowed were already the instinctive touch of the tear glands, flowing in a daze, and the aura of life seemed to have completely disappeared.

I'm useless, I'm really useless......

Xiahou Yiliu looked up to the sky and smiled, his eyes were full of evil flames, and he reached out to continue to grasp her chest.

Just as he wanted to grab the placket on Sima Yan's chest and tear it open, his hand stopped.

He suddenly felt like hundreds of centipedes were walking on his back, and thousands of spiders were biting incessantly.

He had been in extreme joy for a moment, but now he felt an unprecedented fear instinctively rise up in his heart. He was so frightened that he began to gasp, and his heart seemed to have fallen into the ice that had been condensed for thousands of years.

He was stunned for a long, long time. After a long, long time, he finally turned his head behind him like a mechanism in disrepair.

Then he saw a pair of eyes.

When he saw these eyes, his heartbeat immediately stopped at the same moment.

Such a pair of cold eyes!

No, it's by no means cold. The cold also possesses temperature. These eyes were like the only cheetah that survived a tragic struggle, walking alone in the vast desert field, staring blankly at the bloody corpses and flesh scattered all around, and then raised his steps expressionlessly and slowly left, without any trace of warmth and emotion!

The man was dressed in white. The white clothes have been stained with heavy yellow dust, and his face also has the appearance of a servant, but he still can't hide his murderous aura. The pink light was soft, but the outline of his face was even more cruel under the outline of the light, so cruel that even Xiahou Yiliu wanted to take a breath quietly to relieve the fear in his heart, but he didn't dare to open his mouth a little slit.

"Get out."

His voice was as cold as a stone in the endless depths of the icy sea.

"Why?" Xiahou Yiliu tried desperately to suppress the fear in his heart, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his lips trembled involuntarily.

"I don't want to kill in front of her."

"Who are you?"

Wind Dance's voice was even colder: "You asked a very stupid question. ”

Xiahou Yiliu said: "What? ”

"I was the one who killed you, and you didn't have to ask my name."

Feng Xiaowu looked at Xiahou Yiliu, and his eyes poked into the deepest part of his heart: "You don't deserve to ask my name." ”

Xiahou Yiliu sneered: "Do you think you can kill me?" ”

The wind dances in silence.

Xiahou Yiliu said: "Who do you think I am?" Do you know what the price of killing me is? ”

Feng Xiaowu said coldly: "The people of the Xiahou family are all waste. ”

Xiahou Yiliu was furious, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and wanted to draw the sword.

But his hand stopped the moment he grasped the hilt of his sword.

The pink lights go out. Only moonlight, hazy moonlight.

The sword is under the moon. The light of the sword is like the light of the moon.

As cold and vast as moonlight.

The sword is in the throat. Xiahou Yiliu's throat!

Xiahou Yiliu's pupils contracted.

He had never seen it, never thought about it, and didn't even think about it, there was such a sword in the world!

The lamp has a lampshade, which can only be blown out by the strong wind at night. Such a cold and soft night, of course, there was no strong wind.

If there is no strong wind outside the window, how can the lights suddenly go out?

There is no wind between heaven and earth, there is a sword wind. The wind of the sword!

The wind stirred up by a sword shook out even the lights in the lampshade!

The sword is under the moon. But people are colder than the sword white under the moon, much colder.

Xiahou Yiliu looked at the person in the moonlight in front of him, and the fear in his heart suddenly disappeared.

His pupils began to dilate, and the strength of his whole body disappeared the moment the fear in his heart disappeared, and he fell to his knees, foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"Get out."

“…… Why? ”

"I don't want to say it a second time."

Xiahou Yiliu is not a person who likes to ask the same question twice. The family generally does not have this habit.

But his whole body was so distraught that he couldn't remember that he had asked this sentence once. All he had left was nothingness in his mind.

Sima Yan's heart was still beating.

It's been a long time since what happened, but the nightmarish horror still comes to her eyes.

This is the first time she has experienced the most thorough experience, the most real ugliness and filth in the world. She couldn't completely escape the extreme shock that this ugliness brought to her soul.

The door opened. Feng Xiaowu helped Tang Tang walk in.

Tang Tang immediately rushed over, hugged Sima Yan, and sobbed: "Miss, how are you, have you been frightened?" ”

Sima Yan hugged Tang Tang: "I'm fine, I'm fine...... What about you, are you okay? ”

"I'm fine. As long as you're okay......"

Tang Tang wanted to say more, but she resisted her impulse, left Sima Yan's arms, and quietly stepped aside.

Because of him, he came back. That sweetheart of hers is back, right next to her.

The moonlight shone on the face of the wind dance. His eyes are no longer the desperation that cut off all life, but full of infinite affection.

They looked at each other, but neither spoke. Didn't speak for a long, long time.

They just looked at each other. Quietly looking at each other.

Suddenly, tears welled up in Sima Yan's eyes.

She never thought they would meet again in such a way.

But he's back, he's really back. Right in front of my eyes, right next to me.

They seem to have a lot to say, but a lot of them don't come out.

The moonlight is silent, and neither are the people.

The moonlight is silent, and so are the people.

After a long silence, Feng Xiaowu finally spoke.

"I'm back."

"Hmm."

"I'm late."

"Hmm."

"You seem to be sick."

"Hmm."

"You've lost weight, too."

“…… Well. ”

Silent.

Silence again.

None of them spoke again.

Sima Yan's lips bited, released, bitten, and released again.

Feng Xiaowu was silent and bowed his head. There was silence for a long time.

He raised his head and smiled softly at Sima Yan.

"I'm back."

Sima Yan couldn't hold back her emotions any longer, tears burst out of her eyes, and she threw herself into Feng Xiaowu's arms: "You're back, you're finally willing to come back." Do you know how I'm spending my days these days? Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know? Do you know all about it? ”

Feng Xiaowu hugged Sima Yan tightly, his eyes were full of tenderness and pity, he wanted to speak, but he still couldn't say it. After a long silence, he finally touched her ear and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

"I miss you so much, I really miss you......"

"Yan Yan ......"

Tang Tang is gone.

The moment they hugged each other tightly, they quietly left.

She sat alone at the head of the bed in her room, tears rolling in her eyes.

He's back, he's finally back, and I'm really happy that Miss and him finally see each other again......

But why did I cry when it was such a happy thing......

The morning light is faint.

Sima Yan snuggled in Feng Xiaowu's arms and fell asleep.

She slept so quietly, as quietly as a newborn baby.

She confided in him all night of lovesickness, and at last she could not stand the fatigue and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Xiaowu touched her arm, which was still a little red from her bite, and smiled bitterly. But anyone with a discerning eye can see the happiness in his eyes.

He listened quietly to the sound of her breathing in his ear, and his heart was filled with a peace he hadn't seen in a long time.

Only by her side can his heart be truly calm.

In the troubled and treacherous rivers and lakes, only when he is with her can he get a real rest.

Feng Xiaowu slowly put Sima Yan on the pillow, folded the quilt, looked at her peaceful sleeping face and smiled faintly, turned to leave.

He wanted to stay with her all the time, but he had to leave.

He still had something to do, something he couldn't afford to delay even a moment.

This is also a matter related to her, and even the fate of her entire family.

The courtyard of Zizhu Villa is sevenfold. Each courtyard is guarded by eight people, and all eight of them are good hands in the rivers and lakes personally selected by Sima Xiang.

But now there are only forty-nine of these good players left. These forty-nine people have been tied hand and foot and pointed to the acupoints, and even their mouths have been gagged with rags.

Last night, they were all sealed by one person in an incredible way, in the most unexpected moment. They couldn't even see clearly, only a white shadow, a white shadow like a ghost.

Of the seven eight fifty-six people, only seven seven forty-nine remained. Seven people have been killed by the Wind Dance. Four of them were because he couldn't find the right time to seal their acupuncture in the first place, so he drew his sword the next moment.

They didn't even see the moonlight sword before they fell to the ground.

They died not painfully, because they didn't even feel the pain, and their lives were over.

There were three other people who were on the grass and were about to attack Tang Tang. As soon as their hands were stretched out, a flower bloomed at their throats.

Bright red blood flowers.

When they fell, they still had that obscene smile on their faces, and they didn't even change their expressions.

It's too late to change it.

Now the rest of these good men are gathered in a small and cramped firewood room. The turbid, oppressive air made them want to doze off.

But they didn't dare to sleep. Those who can't help but want to sleep bite their tongues hard with their teeth and try to keep themselves awake.

They still don't know what the white ghost will do against them last night. Thinking of this, they all cheered up.

No one wants to be killed in their sleep, and death must at least be done clearly.

Before they came to Zizhu Villa, each of them was an old river and lake walking on the edge of life and death. Martial arts may be slightly inferior, but the experience is not shallow. But they have never even seen such light exercises and acupoint techniques.

What are people like this for? What will be done to them next?

The thought that the white figure of the previous night could still use an unmistakable finger under the rapid and treacherous changes made their fears even deeper, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

It's a pity that their mouths have been blocked, and their hearts can't jump out even if they want to.

The door opened.

The people who were asleep woke up immediately, more awake than ever.

For they knew that it must be the same man who had subdued them all last night.

They were not disappointed.

In came a young man with a thin face, but very handsome, very good-looking, a very young man, so young that it was hard to imagine that the wonderful body and technique of last night was used by the man in front of him.

Last night's frost hadn't completely dissipated, turning into a faint mist in the morning light. The morning mist filled his eyes, but it still failed to blur the divine light that burst out of his eyes.

He was standing outside the door in the misty morning mist.

None of them had ever seen this man. Although Feng Xiaowu had visited Zizhu Villa more than once, he had not let the guards find out every time he came.

Everyone looked at him, thinking about his next move.

Wind Dance's gaze swept from the far right to the far left of the crowd. When everyone came into contact with his gaze, they felt as if their faces had been slashed open by an incomparably sharp weapon.

He walked over and untied the rope and acupuncture point from one of them.

"You can untie the rest yourself."

Feng Wu turned around and walked out the door.

The man watched the wind dance in amazement, and watched him walk step by step towards the outside of the firewood room.

He didn't understand what it meant. He couldn't understand why the Wind Dance would untie the rope from his body.

But now that he's let me go, why shouldn't I slip away soon?

Thinking of this, he immediately untied the rope on his feet, threw the cloth from his mouth, and rushed out.

"I haven't let you go yet."

The man stopped, hesitated for a moment, and walked back.

It's less than ten steps from here. Although there are still a few people who are tied up in front of him, with his skills, it is not difficult to jump out of the door in an instant.

Outside the door, he was free. He knew that as long as he was out of the door, the chances of Feng Xiaowu being able to stop him would be greatly reduced.

But he didn't dare.

In front of this person, he didn't even dare to try the freedom that could be exchanged for a moment's effort.

Thinking of the look on his face with the sharp eyes just now, he realized that his body had begun to tremble slightly.

"You come with me." Feng Xiaowu walked straight out the door.

His heart sank.

Could it be that he wanted to take me somewhere else to torture me and force me to say what I couldn't say?

If that's the case, then I'm going to fight anyway.

He's ready to strike. Because he knew that there were some words that would have a much worse effect than just dying.

"I advise you not to make a move."

Feng Xiaowu still didn't look back, but said: "If you don't make a move, you may still live." If you make a move at this time, you won't even have the slightest chance. ”

Feng Xiaowu walked out of the firewood room, and he also followed out of the firewood room.

He didn't make a move.

He had never seen Feng Xiaowu, and he didn't know the person of Feng Xiaowu. Feng Xiaowu's tone of speech was still very cold, but it inexplicably made him feel a kind of trust, trusting Feng Xiaowu was by no means the kind of person who did not believe in his words.

Walking out of the muddy and dreary little firewood house, he felt as if he had arrived in heaven.

The fresh morning mist made his breathing easier and gave him a sudden boost in energy. The meridians on the body also became flexible.

Feng Xiaowu said: "Are you feeling better?" ”

The man was stunned and stared blankly at the wind dance.

He didn't expect Feng Xiaowu to greet him. Although this greeting does not carry a trace of warmth, it is also a greeting.

He couldn't think of it, but he didn't dare not answer, Mu Muran nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Then now you can make a move." "I don't use any weapons. As long as you walk ten moves in front of me, you can go. ”

The man was stunned again. This time he was even shocked.

Could it be that he asked me to come out in order to make my mind clearer and more accurate, so that I could compete with him?

The man asked, "Really?" ”

Feng Xiaowu said lightly: "You can choose to give up." ”

"No, no. I come, I don't give up. ”

"Good."

Feng Xiaowu walked out of the wood room, only this time he closed the door.

He gave seventeen people a chance to make a move, and now he was the only one who walked out of the door.

Among the seventeen people, not one of them could walk past the ten moves under his hands.

In fact, according to the martial arts of these seventeen people, he only needed a sword to take their lives.

Why did he make it so complicated?

Feng Xiaowu looked forward, and Tang Tang was already waiting for him under the tree.

The morning light reflected on the side of her face, as if she was even more haggard.

Feng Xiaowu walked up to her and said softly, "How are you?" ”

Tang Tang said: "I...... What's going on? ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "Last night's incident, how are you now?" ”

Tang Tang lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "I'm fine." ”

She raised her head and smiled at the wind: "I'm fine." ”

The sun was in her eyes. Her eyes were bright and bright, but there was still a hint of panic.

The events of last night reminded her of the past that she had forgotten and could not look back on. Last night, she had nightmares all night.

She said she was doing well, but she was just deluding herself.

But she didn't want to be distracted by the Wind. She knew he had more important things and more important people.

Even so, she still couldn't help but have a hint of luxury, hoping that Feng Xiaowu could greet her more and care more about her. Although she understands that this person is not hers, she still desperately wants someone, no matter who is good, to give her more warmth and care.

She was disappointed.

Feng Xiaowu didn't read the faint uneasiness in her eyes, but just smiled at her: "It's okay if you're okay." ”

He couldn't have read it. If the person standing here was not Tang Tang but Sima Yan, he would definitely be able to see it.

Only a lover can have so much heart and so much care. Tang Tang was just his friend.

Tang Tang didn't show any complaints, but just smiled faintly.

She was used to loss. Her loss is far more than this time, and she can accept it very calmly.

"Actually, you don't have to wake up so early, you can sleep a little longer." ”

"I know what you say." Tang Tang said: "But I know that you asked me to come to you today last night, there must be something very important to ask me, how can I bother you?" ”

The wind dances and smiles.

Tang Tang is indeed a very empathetic girl.

Feng Xiaowu said: "Since this is the case, then I will start asking." ”

Tang Tang nodded: "You ask." ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "Where did Master Sima Zhuang go?" ”

Tang Tang said: "The owner of the village has something to go out, and before leaving, let the people from the Xiahou family come to help take care of Miss." ”

"Who said that?"

"Xiahou Yiliu said."

"When did the owner leave?"

"Four days ago was an hour after the end of the birthday feast...... Maybe it would be later, so I went straight out of the villa from the study, and I didn't even go back to the bedroom, so it seemed that I was in a hurry. ”

"Is Xiahou Kongwu also here?"

"Hmm."

"What about others?"

Tang Tang lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "After the birthday banquet that day, the owner of the village and him shared wine on the same table, and then arranged for him to rest in Tingzhu Courtyard. The owner left in a hurry that night. Early the next morning, he also left the villa. ”

Feng Xiaowu frowned: "Master Sima Zhuang drank wine?" ”

Tang Tang nodded: "This is his birthday banquet, of course he wants to drink." ”

"He drank wine, and he fought wine?"

"Hmm."

"How much wine did you drink, how much wine did you fight?"

"Hmm...... There was a lot of wine at the birthday banquet, and he drank it all, and it was the Shaoxing flower carving that the owner himself treasured for 30 years. ”

"A whole altar?"

"A whole altar."

Feng Xiaowu didn't speak again. It took a long time before he let out a long breath.

Tang Tang said: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Feng Wu said: "Xiahou Kongwu betrayed the owner of Sima Zhuang. ”

Tang Tang was taken aback: "How is this possible, they are brothers in life and death, how can the owner of Xiahou Zhuang ......?"

"For some people, interests are far more important than friendship. ”

Tang Tang did not speak. After being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "But what Xiahou Yiliu did, the owner of Xiahou Village may not know." Maybe it's because he's got caught up in it for a while, so he ......."

Feng Xiaowu said: "Xiahou Yiliu made such a big move last night, but none of the guards of the villa came to save you, because they were all bribed. The fact that the bribed person did not kill Xiahou Yiliu, the son of Sima Zhuang's brother and death, is enough to explain everything. ”

Tang Tang said: "But...... They were bought so easily, who would dare to ask them to be bodyguards in the future? Isn't that smashing their own jobs? ”

Tang Tang thought for a while, and then said: "And there are still many people in the villa who are impressed by the owner's personality charm, or have received the owner's life-saving grace and voluntarily stay here to be guards for the villa, like these people are not so easy to buy." ”

Feng Xiaowu nodded: "You're right. Among the twenty-six people who came with Sima Zhuang, there were indeed people who would rather die than give in. ”

"As for the bribery, it depends on who buys them."

Feng Xiaowu pointed to the small firewood room he had just walked out of: "Those so-called guards, I have all caught them together and locked them in last night......"

Tang Tang's eyes widened: "All? ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "Hmm. ”

Tang Tang said: "Even the one who can smash a big stone with one palm has been caught?" ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "He's not here, he's dead." ”

Tang Tang was stunned. After being stunned for a long time, he said in a daze: "You killed him?" ”

Feng Xiaowu shook his head and said, "The courtyard of Zizhu Villa is sevenfold, and each courtyard is guarded by eight people, a total of fifty-six people. Of the fifty-six, however, there were seventeen faces last night that I had never seen before. ”

Tang Tang was taken aback again: "That's fifty-six people, you haven't been here for a long time, how can you remember?" ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "But if I have seen it, if I want to remember it, I can remember it." ”

The look of surprise in Tang Tang's eyes deepened, and the surprise revealed a deep sense of reverence.

Feng Xiaowu smiled faintly: "If you have walked for so long like me, even if you don't know what you can't do, you can learn it slowly." ”

"Those seventeen faces, which I have never seen before, are the stand-ins of those who do not bow to those who bought them until death of the fifty-six. So all seventeen of them were killed, and another group of them came in. Feng Xiaowu was silent for a moment, and said, "The person who smashed the big stone with one palm is also among the seventeen people. ”

"I didn't find a body in the villa, and I didn't see any signs of burial. It is possible that the corpses of the seventeen people were pulled away by Xiahou Kong Wu when he left. ”

Tang Tang did not speak. After being silent for a long time, he said gloomily: "There are actually still good people." ”

"Yes, there has always been. ”

Tang Tang said: "Then what were you doing in there just now?" ”

Feng Xiaowu said: "I'm trying the martial arts of those seventeen people. ”

He knew that Tang Tang couldn't understand, so he immediately explained: "They can lie in front of me, but it's not enough to lie under my hands with their martial arts." I tried their martial arts just to know their origins and their identities. ”

Tang Tang blinked and said, "Do you know now?" ”

Feng Xiaowu smiled: "Yes, now I know. ”

But his smile quickly disappeared, and even the smile in his eyes disappeared: "It's just that our next road may not be peaceful." ”

When Sima Yan woke up, it was already noon.

The sun filtered through the window and into her eyes. Sima Yan squinted, slowly opened her eyes, and then took a deep breath.

She felt that the sun was particularly warm today.

She also felt that her spirit was very good and she was in a very good mood today.

Is it because the sun is too warm? Is it because her illness has been cured?

Or is it because he's back?

If Daddy has something to do, he can stay here for a little longer, and he doesn't have to worry about being found out.

Thinking of this, she felt a little cunning joy in her heart, like a child stealing honey without being discovered by adults.

She didn't see the wind when she woke up, but she didn't feel upset.

She knew he must still be here, by her side.

The sun is shining outside the window, and the courtyard exudes the warmth of autumn sunshine.

She suddenly remembered that when he came here the night before, she was standing by the window and watching anxiously as he moved in little by little. However, the moment the guard turned his gaze, he suddenly walked in through the door behind him, and the surprise and sweet happiness welled up in her heart.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile secretly.

He also refused to tell me how he did it, and kept saying what kind of spell it was, and he was a big liar.

She jumped out of bed, wanting to find Feng Xiaowu to share this bright and brilliant mood together.

As soon as her toes touched the ground, the door suddenly opened.

Feng Xiaowu walked in with Tang Tang from outside the door.

Sima Yan couldn't help but want to run over, and then jumped into his arms.

But she held back.

She found that although Feng Xiaowu still had a faint smile on her face when she came in, she faintly revealed a solemn atmosphere that made people quietly solemn.