Chapter 4 First Arrival in the Capital

I frowned. I don't know exactly what happened in between, and it's clearly a conspiracy with a lot of implications.

My right index finger gently swirled around the air a few times, and a hexagonal snowflake-shaped thin piece of ice flashed in the cold starlight, and then turned into a shiny ice powder and flew away.

I'll seek revenge on Feng Jianqing.

Taiyuan Avenue is one of the most prosperous streets in Beijing, I slowly lowered the height, the street was noisy, the candles were brilliant, bright as day. You can almost smell the aroma of a late-night snack. I took a deep breath, the aroma of the food made my stomach rumble after three years of work, and it was not an exaggeration to describe me as "salivating", I could smell the fried potatoes and small wontons from the vendors, as well as the muffins and squirrel mandarin fish from Tianxianglou, but I was still clear enough to scare everyone directly from the sky.

I turned the corner and landed gently in the alley at the back door of Tianxiang Building. The alley is where the cooks pour swill, and there are no lights and no sound. The bluestone slabs are pitted, and the water in the depressions reflects the glimmer of the stars.

Although theoretically, with my identity three years ago, if I could patronize Tianxiang Building. The boss must have respectfully invited me to eat white food. But I still like the tricks of stealing chickens and dogs in the lower ninth rate, so I know the back door area clearly. I don't even like to float straight into the backyard from the head of the wall and choose to try my lockpicking tricks.

I smirked and walked lightly to the narrow wooden door. Hold the knocker with your left hand and screw the tips of your right fingers on the keyhole.

I didn't have time to think about it, my hand circled in the air, and a perfect oval-shaped ice enveloped me.

"Whoa, pop, bang. "There was a strong wind, and a man passed behind me, and I turned around, my right hand crossed to my chest, and looked at the man warily.

The long sword in the right hand of the white-clothed swordsman glowed with a cold blue glow in the starlight. The sword swirled uncertainly, and he turned sideways to me, hesitating for a moment. The figure in black was long gone.

Obviously, he was chasing this black-clothed night walker, but my magic aura interfered with his judgment, and he didn't know whether he was friend or foe, so he didn't dare to rashly sell the key points in his heart to me, and he didn't want to attack me at will.

I didn't want to show hostility, my left hand shook slightly, the ice turned into powder, my right hand hung down, and the whole person seemed relaxed and easy-going, but I was highly nervous. Although I have already practiced the Cold Jade Skill, the powerful aura on the white-clothed swordsman still makes me feel inexplicably depressed.

The tip of his sword pointed diagonally in front of him, and slowly turned around.

"Shallot!" he exclaimed.

I was stunned.

His voice was obviously surprised and delighted, so familiar that from my point of view, his face was backlit, and his facial features could not be seen clearly. I struggled to search for a vague figure from my memory, and "smack" him back into the sheath. I caught a glimpse of the poison nail nailed to the wall, huh? I don't know the person who made this secret weapon?······ It was a sneak attack on me, and he swept it against the wall, his sleeve ······ Cold Moon Sword······ He is ······

"Mu Yun!" is more of a question.

Mu Yun sighed slightly, nodded, took two steps, turned an angle, and then I saw his face clearly. The little son of the Mu family is a little older than me, and he hasn't seen him for three years, and the youth and immaturity on his face are gone. Angular-cut facial features, handsome and bright, and sharp eyes. He and I were only general acquaintances, well-known to each other, and exchanged a few words of greeting on occasions such as sacrifices. The three sons of the magic family are all the backbone talents of the association. Only the fourth son, Mu Yun, is unruly, although his spells are extremely high, he has always disdained the company of mages and refused to join the club.

Mu Yun looked at me in surprise, his good-looking eyes widened, and there was a great joy in his eyes that couldn't be hidden, waiting for him to hold back. He asked lightly······, "Why are you here?" He couldn't help but finish it, but I knew that the second half of the sentence must be "Dead?"

I pursed my lips: "It's a long story, this ······" A trace of deep sadness crossed Mu Yun's eyes: "It's inconvenient to say it, forget it, I don't even know that you died that day." ”

I hurriedly said, "Hey, no, it's that I don't know what to say, I want to think about it······"

"Don't worry. Mu Yun gently stopped, "Let's go to Tianxiang Building to sit?"

"Hmm. ”

"Be careful!" "Bang"

Mu Yun pulled me over, I was caught off guard, and I fell directly into a warm embrace.

I hurriedly turned back, and the place where I had been standing had been blasted out of a large crater, with stone chips flying and smoke filling. Mu Yun's left hand was wrapped around my waist, and the sword in his right hand was unsheathed, "Ding Ding Ding Ding." His sword was like a rainbow, and the sound of the intersecting blades seemed so dense that there seemed to be no gap, only a long roar.

He took two steps back and soared into the air, and I forced a scream. The feeling of swaying with your legs suddenly off the ground is really uncomfortable. I gritted my teeth to endure the fluttering sensation of flying, grabbed Mu Yun's clothes with my right hand, twisted it around, and waved it out with my left hand.

I don't want to hurt anyone, I used a round piece of ice to fly towards the other party in the gap of his sword light, Mu Yun's face changed greatly, and the long sword in his right hand vibrated sharply. I was stunned when a strong gust of wind shook the ice stone down, and although I didn't know why he stopped me from attacking, I still brushed it back with my left hand, and the ice stone disappeared out of thin air before it hit the ground.

The man in black was a little clumsy, he caught a glimpse of me, suddenly his eyes were round, he screamed in horror, turned around and ran, Muyun Lengyue long sword flew out of his hand, an ice blue ghost flashed, and the man in black was firmly nailed to the ground from his back to his chest.

I shuddered. Mu Yun noticed it, he held my cold left hand, and comforted me softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." "We landed slowly, his arms warmed me, my pale face suddenly turned bloody, and my heart began to beat unsteadily.

As soon as I landed, Mu Yun felt that I was standing firm, and immediately let go of my hand, slid two steps, grabbed my right hand in the air, and the cold moon long sword flashed a blue light, and returned to the scabbard with a "click". Black blood erupted from the black-clad man's wound. I shuddered.

Mu Yun stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to wrap his arms around my shoulder, hesitated in mid-air, and then fell back to his side. He didn't look at the dead body, but looked at me with pity: "Did three years of death soften your heart?"

I shook my head and swallowed hard, my voice still hoarse: "I······ I haven't killed anyone······ "I haven't even done it······

I cleared my throat, "Why didn't you let me do it?"

Mu Yun frowned, and looked around vigilantly: "Kyoto has been in chaos recently, according to common sense, you are already dead, and suddenly appeared, black and white, no matter who sees it, you are not safe, of course, unless you don't want to hide your identity······ Don't worry, we'll talk about it later, let's go, let's go to Tianxianglou. Wait, your clothes ······"

Only then did I realize that when I was buried, I was wearing the sun and moon sacrifice clothes at the time of the sacrifice, with gold and silver threads trimmed, walking slightly, shining, with jade and phoenix hairpins on my head, and Cui Wei leaves hanging sideburns, I was actually dressed up.

Mu Yun took off his cloak and draped it on me: "It's better this way." ”