Brother Tom, that old man of Qixingzi, who is he? Do you know?

What Seven Stars?

Brother Tom, who was sleepy-eyed, asked when he heard it.

It's the storyteller Qixingzi who just talked to me.

Nobody just spoke to you? You've been talking to yourself!

Brother Tom said with great certainty.

looked at Shi Maokeng again, and nodded affirmatively.

Wu Zhiyue was taken aback.

How so?

Wu Zhiyue did not give up, and continued to ask, it is the storyteller of the sheep's beard, Qixingzi, he has been telling stories in the inn, you have all heard it!

Brother Tom shook his head, we haven't invited a storyteller in our inn for many years, girl, I'm afraid I'm mistaken!

Wu Zhiyue was shocked when he heard this, and everyone's memories were unconsciously erased without a trace.

I can't figure it out.

In any case, thinking that the senior brother and the seven stars have no enmity in the long future and no grievances in the near future, he should not murder the senior brother for no reason, and there is no better way at the moment, make up his mind, and go straight to the Crane Listening Wind Pavilion in the Wind Mansion at the moment.

This is really the uncertainty of the life and death of the senior brother, and Qixingzi points out the maze.

In the Crane Listening Wind Pavilion, Feng Yanqing stood in front of the carved window lattice with his hands, watching the raindrops falling from the eaves.

Hearing Wuzhiyue's intention, she was silent for a long time, and said: Wuzhi girl should know that the person Xingyun doesn't want to see at the moment should be you.

Wuzhiyue said in his heart, if it weren't for my senior brother, do you think I want to revisit the old land to see her here?

My senior brother's life is in danger at this time, and I hope that Feng Gongzi will have good intentions in the senior brother and save his life.

Feng Yanqing didn't answer, her face was gloomy and uncertain, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Not long after, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walked in, called Gongzi, and whispered in Feng Yanqing's ear. Rao is no matter how good his hearing is, he hasn't heard a word.

Feng Yanqing frowned, pondered for a moment, and said: Come with me, she said she wanted to see you.

Feng Yanqing's bedroom is not separated from the study, and the inside of the study is the bedroom. I saw a rosewood marble bookcase placed under the carved wooden window, and there were various celebrity ink treasures piled up on the case, and counted all kinds of precious inkstones in nine directions, and the pen in the pen holder was like a forest.

Next to the bookcase, there is a large Ru kiln flower sac, with a bag full of crystal carved plum blossoms. There is a large picture of the smoke and rain of the Cuiwei Pavilion hanging on the back wall of the bookcase, and a couplet is hung symmetrically on the left and right.

The book says: There are tangible things that are not tired, and there is no trace to go with the wind.

It is the true handiwork of a famous family. Looking around, the tables and chairs carved from fine rosewood are all delicately carved with different delicate patterns.

In the bedroom, the layers of sand curtains hang low, creating a hazy atmosphere, and the walls around it are all covered with brocade, and even the ceiling is separated by embroidered felt, which is extremely luxurious.

The furnishings are all exquisite, the finely carved ivory white inlaid jade tooth bed, the brocade quilt is embroidered, and the orchid sachet is hung on the curtain hook, which exudes a faint fragrance, and the smell can't help but be refreshed.

On the gum of teeth, the jade body of the nebula is horizontal. At this time, her eyes were closed, her face was haggard and pale, lying motionless on the jade-inlaid bed, wearing a plain snow silk skirt, covered with a gorgeous and beautiful brocade quilt, and the complex and gorgeous cloud Luo silk was spread under her body like water-colored ripples, no longer the charming and delicate when she first saw it, and it showed a kind of morbid beauty.

Hearing the sound of squirming footsteps, Xun Xingyun slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes were not as attractive as before, and there was a kind of weakness of a little girl, which was really pitiful to me.

Xun Xingyun saw her sit still, and signaled that he wanted to talk to her alone. Feng Yanqing looked at the two of them with no peace of mind, Xun Xingyun waved his hand gently, and then the two of them and the maid could withdraw and hide the door.

I was silent for a long time, and I could only hear Xun Xingyun weakly say: My embarrassment today is due to you, but for some reason, I don't hate you in my heart, and I can only talk to you when I think about it.

Her gaze was unfocused, and she stayed somewhere for a long time, as if she was talking to herself: Did I really do something wrong? Feng Chime cried and said, all these disasters are caused by me, without me, Feng Lang's physical condition will not get worse and worse, and your senior brother will not be injured.

Mo Yan said that I am ruthless and vicious, and I am not worthy of his son-in-law. Besides, shemales have different paths, and they shouldn't love each other in the first place.

As if answering, she said to herself, I opened a door, I worked hard to get rid of the past, and happened to come to this Xifeng world, but I just happened to fall in love with someone, and that person also loved me, why can't we be together?

After saying so many words in one breath, Xun Xingyun's body couldn't help but shake violently, out of breath, and mist appeared in his eyes.

Wu Zhiyue saw it in his eyes and said: I don't know if you can be together, but he is a human being, you are a demon, isn't the child you gave birth to a shemale?

...

Xun Xingyun smiled lightly when he heard this, and didn't dwell too much on the issue of shemales, and sighed: Okay, I know that you are here for your senior brother's business, what's the matter?

Thanks to you, you are still alive, how dare Senior Brother die alone.

Xingyun smiled bitterly again: Once upon a time, in our plane, my master told me that if I let the enemy live, then I would pay the price of blood. In any case, I must use all my strength to kill the enemy, no matter what method is used.

As she spoke, she tore off her shirt, revealing the snow-white and delicate skin on her chest, and when she looked closely, she was full of shocking scars, which seemed to be some years.

Wu Zhiyue was stunned and stayed where he was for a while.

Xingyun pulled the quilt over and covered his body.

This is the punishment that the master punished me for not obeying orders. Later, when I came here, Feng Lang told me that the world here is different from my world, there is love in the world here, there are not so many wars and killings, and there is no deceit.

Hearing this, Wu Zhiyue said, "Your time and space?" So you really come from another continent?

Yes!

Xun Xingyun recalled the past, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and it was obvious that the memories were extremely painful for her.

That time, my senior sister and I received an assassination mission to assassinate a general of the Asura Dao, who has always been the old enemy of the Nine Underworlds, and I just regarded it as an ordinary assassination mission. It was a brave and warlike veteran general of the Shura Dao. My senior sisters and I knew that we were not his opponents, so we first succeeded in a sneak attack with poison, and after being poisoned, we had no power to parry, and my senior sister and I actually defeated the enemy with one move.

Nayama was unwilling to be caught and humiliated, and committed suicide in front of us. After he died, I was in his study and saw that he was studying a tattered old book before he died, and it was full of strange text symbols, but I had memories of strange characters in my mind, and in the dark, as if someone had taught me to read it, I quickly understood some of the information.

The ancient book records that there are five space-time coexistences in the universe desolation, corresponding to five space-time gates, as long as you recite the space-time password of each gate, you can travel through time and space. Later, the book was taken back to the palace and presented to the lord, and I never saw it again.