Outside the nest tower, the Yu clan entered in turn, or reported on the national and political affairs, or secretly played the recent situation of each department. Zhu Yi Gongzi asked for instructions one by one. On the desk, the mountain of papers gradually decreased.

The sun is slanting to the west by the window, and the golden afterglow is sprinkled on the Yingluo trees.

"Childe, it's time to take the medicine. He Ling'er leaned close to the back of the chair, and the bun she was holding swayed gently, reflected on the wall by the sunset. She has a delicate body, her white and tender cheeks have not been shed, her watery eyes are red like agate, and she stares at the pale cheeks of the young man in Zhu Yi.

A tall stork feather man walked in with a dull expression, standing abruptly, and the gorgeous feather coat inlaid with gold and jade suddenly fluttered, and was held up by an invisible wind, rippling like a ripple of water. In the corner of the feather coat, a goose-yellow dandelion adhered to it, and the delicate white fluff trembled gently.

Zhu Yigongzi's expression froze, and he pushed away the green jade medicine bottle handed by He Ling'er.

"May you and I follow in the footsteps of the wind. The stork feathered was expressionless, his lips were open and closed, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and he performed a stiff manner. He uttered a woman's voice, ethereal and distant, light and vast, like a room full of air currents, untraceable and omnipresent.

Zhu Yigongzi's eyes flashed: "But the patriarch of the Wind Medium Clan, Feng Xu?" The Wind Medium Clan has cultivated to a high and profound realm, and can turn a wisp of thought into a dandelion and attach it to others. In the whole clan, only the patriarch Fengxu, who refines the Void and Harmony Dao, has this ability.

"I'm the Breeze. The stork feather man bowed slightly, "I don't know what the crane picks up the leaves to invite me to the Void Mountain, what do you want to discuss?"

"Nature is a major event related to the rise and fall of the wind media family. "Crane picks up leaves and says unhurriedly.

Feng Xu did not answer, silent, the luminous curtains swayed lightly with the wind, and the sunset in the room was uncertain.

The face of the crane seems to change in the flickering light.

After a long time, he coughed lowly: "Since ancient times, the wind media has wandered the world, and the four seas are home, and they are the witnesses and recorders of the historical facts of the Eight Desolations. Where the wind blows, there are footprints of wind media, and you even know the ancient past before the shattering of heaven and earth. ”

"What exactly does Tsuru Leaf Boy want to say?"

"What I want is simple. Crane Shiye stared at the stork feather, his eyes flashed, sharp as Mingyao sword light, as if cutting into the depths of the other party's soul. "From today onwards, I want the Wind Medium clan to copy everything they saw and heard on the way, no matter how big or small, to the Void Mountain. ”

Feng Xu fell silent, and after a long pause, asked, "Does the Yu Clan want the Wind Medium Clan to become the spy of the Yu Clan?"

"The Fengxu patriarch is serious. Crane Shiye smiled, the sword light in his eyes seemed to be in the box, becoming soft and gentle, "As a friend of the wind medium, the Yu clan just wants to share your colorful experiences, that's all." ”

Feng Xu was silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head: "Feng is born free and unfettered. Crane picks up leaves Xiangguo, please forgive me for not being able to obey my fate. ”

"But my Yu clan is the son of heaven who flies the wind!"

"The moment the world shatters, even the sky will fall to the ground. ”

"Is the wind media refusing to be a friend of the Yu Clan?"

"In the eyes of the wind media, any race is our friend. ”

Tsuru Shiye stopped talking, leaned back in his wheelchair, and looked at each other calmly. After a while, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and nodded: "I understand what the patriarch means." In the future, if I have the opportunity, I hope to talk to the Fengxu Patriarch in person. ”

"May you and I follow in the footsteps of the wind. Feng Xu owed, the invisible air flow drifted away, the feather coat of the stork feather man fell, and the dandelion at the corner of the coat slowly floated down.

The stork feather man was shocked, and he immediately regained his clarity.

"No, you're wrong. The crane lowered his head and stared at the dandelion, the goose-yellow flowers disappeared in his gaze, "All living beings in the world must follow the footsteps of the Yu clan." ”

"The wind media rejected my kindness. He turned his eyes to look at the stork feather people, and his expression was calm, "Immediately order, spread the word to all the tribes in the Eight Desolations, and the wind media plotted to kill my superior Yu clan, the evidence is conclusive, and the crime is unforgivable." In the future, if you dare to trade with wind media, if you dare to take in wind media, you will be cut off from the bloodline, and the country will be wiped out!"

The stork feathered people took the order and left.

The last feathered man walked into the nest tremblingly, his hair was gray, his back was rickety, and the brocade feather robe he wore was dull because of the many washes, and the corners were worn out with hairballs.

He quietly turned his head sideways, glanced cautiously at the crane pick-up leaves, his lips trembled, and immediately buried his head respectfully.

He Shiye flipped through the stacks of files on the case, and frowned slightly: "The Finch Department Ma, suing the Eagle Department for encroaching on your jade mine in Langya Mountain, and killing and injuring many people......"

"Lord Xiangguo, this matter is absolutely true. The person who came said astringently, "Although the jade mine in Langya Mountain is a barren small mine, it has always been the source of cultivation for thousands of people in my Ma clan. Who would have thought that recently, under the vein, the Mingkong jade liquid was excavated, and it was known to the Eagle Ministry, and it was forcibly occupied by the Eagle Pillar without saying anything, saying that it was a cultivation thing that the Eagle Tianzhu asked for by name. A treasure like the Mingkong Jade Liquid, our lower Yu clan would not dare to contaminate it, and it is the right thing to dedicate it to the Eagle Department. But you can't even take the entire mine. ”

"Didn't the Eagle Department compensate you?"

"Nothing. He also captured hundreds of strong laborers of our Ma clan and helped them mine the Mingkong jade liquid day and night. The Eagle Department blamed us for our poor mining, delaying the cultivation of the Eagle Heavenly Pillar, and killing dozens of Ma clan members in a row. ”

"After I investigate this matter in detail, I will ask the Eagle Department to give you an explanation. Crane Shiye rubbed the corners of his forehead tiredly, closed the file, and raised his head.

"Thank you, Lord Sangkoku. The visitor bowed deeply and slowly withdrew.

Crane Shiye caught a glimpse of his side face, was suddenly stunned, and cried out in a lost voice: "Little pebble?"

The person who came was shocked, straightened his waist, showed a look of joy and fear on his face, and snorted: "Xiao Yezi, oh no, Lord Xiangguo." ”

"Little pebble, granite! it's really you!" Crane Shiye's always soft and quiet face showed a hint of excitement. He turned his wheelchair and quickly moved over, "Little pebble, we haven't seen each other for decades! Why don't you come to me? Do you remember going to the mine to catch the mountain pin together? We fell into a big black pit and cried with fright......

"I ......" Ma Shi's eyes also lit up, and then dimmed again, "Lord Xiangguo, I, I remember everything." ”

"Call me Xiao Yezi! At that time, I couldn't learn the sword, I was beaten by the old man, and I was so angry that I ran away from home, if it wasn't for Xiaoshizi, you would take ...... you."

"Your legs ......"

"I was injured by the sword qi while practicing the sword. But it doesn't matter, I can't walk, but I can fly!" Crane Shiye laughed, stretching out his arm to hug Mashi's shoulder.

"Lord Xiangguo, after all, you are surnamed He. It belongs here, it belongs to the Void Mountain. Ma Shi shrank his shoulders in fear.

Crane Shiye's palm stopped in mid-air, he looked at the granite in a daze, and after a long time, he withdrew his hand in frustration, and his face became more and more pale.

Until the granite left, the twilight overflowed, and he sat alone in a wheelchair, staring into the distance.