Ji Feng led the slightly thin old horse to Yecheng. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yecheng is still like this, the gloom is unchanged, there is no late autumn day, and it is even more monotonous.

Walking into Meng Lijun's mansion, Ji Feng saw the four ghosts led by Shen Lin, and they also saw themselves, came to welcome, and smiled with their fists.

"Ji Feng, did you really come out of the Far North!?"

Ji Feng bowed and said, "It's just a fluke." ”

Shen Lin shook his head, the appreciation in his eyes appeared, and he was a little puzzled, "My Meng Gongzi has never missed anyone! You have been drugged by 'Dream Death', but you climbed on a high chair and looked at the world, it is really amazing, but you have been gone for six years this time, which makes people wait." ”

"Something has been delayed. ”

Shen Lin had actually looked at Ji Feng carefully, compared to six years ago, Ji Feng's appearance had not changed much, but he couldn't see through it at all, he was no longer the fierce child, his blood was already hidden, so Shen Lin didn't dare to ask deeply.

"By the way, is Meng Lijun here? I still have something to tell him. ”

"Meng Lijun has traveled all over the world, he has always been like this, as long as there is a road in the north and south, he will go. ”

"I see. Then please tell me on my behalf, I have found the girl he wants me to find, and now Donghuamen. ”

The four ghosts looked at each other, and when they heard the word "Donghua Gate", their eyes were full of surprise, and after a while, they said, "Okay." ”

Ji Feng also stayed for a short time, turned around and left Meng Lijun's mansion. When walking in Yecheng and passing by a restaurant, Ji Feng saw an acquaintance, Geng Ghost King.

This Geng Ghost King lay on the wine table, the wine bottle was poured, and the best Aoki Yao flowed out of the bottle, wetting the corners of Geng Ghost King's clothes, Geng Ghost King was unconscious, and his mouth was unclear, like a dream, and the second child in the store saw it and sighed helplessly but did not dare to step forward.

Ji Feng walked to the table and saw the Geng Ghost King clearly, the Geng Ghost King who was invincible at the beginning was now like a prisoner in prison. The face is unhealthy emaciated, the eye sockets are deep, the eyes are cloudy, the originally slender arms are now only skinny, and it seems that even the wine bottle is unstable, how can such a person be the king of ghosts in Yecheng today?

Geng Ghost King was blocked by Ji Feng, and he was about to scold, but when he looked up slowly, he found that it was Ji Feng.

Suddenly, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the Geng Ghost King. Such brilliance is not like the stars above the nine heavens, it is difficult to hide, but the dim candlelight in the broken hut, fragile, this is the divine light in the eyes of beggars, as if chasing something called a life-saving straw, so that they can not completely degenerate.

"Ji Feng..."Geng Ghost King was crying, and everyone who heard it was sad. Ji Feng and Geng Ghost King are not familiar with each other, and there are even some small festivals, but this Geng Ghost King seems to regard himself as a relative and friend, Ji Feng is puzzled and waits for the following.

"Brother Xiao Yi is dead, he's dead!" Geng Ghost King cried loudly, and the seven-foot man cried like a child.

This news was like a thunderbolt, directly hitting Ji Feng's mind, the pain was as fast as lightning and thunder tearing through the darkness, just in an instant, it filled Ji Feng's entire mind, Ji Feng only felt that his mind hurt as if it was about to explode.

Ji Feng's eyes widened angrily, and he instantly moved in front of Geng Ghost King, such a speed could not even reach the fifth layer of the Shadow Thorn Attack's "Blood Appearance". Ji Feng wrapped his hands around Geng Ghost King's shoulders, his voice was extremely dry, and he said word by word: "Which Xiao Yi do you mean?"

Geng Ghost King felt that his shoulder blades had been squeezed out, but there was a more powerful grief that overwhelmed the pain of this broken bone, and said to Ji Feng in a trembling voice: "Your master Xiao Yi!"

"Bang!" Many people in the restaurant got up suddenly, they were all great shadow thorns in Yecheng, but they were overwhelmed by a teenager's momentum, although this teenager's momentum was not aimed at them, but it was still too terrifying.

Geng Ghost King thought that Ji Feng would be furious, even crazy, but Ji Feng didn't, and even the surging momentum just now disappeared, as if Xiao Yi he just said was a character who had nothing to do with Ji Feng.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they didn't need to be suppressed by that terrifying momentum, but in the next moment, there was a heart-wrenching grief welling up in their hearts, without warning, irrepressible, straight to the bottom of their hearts, they were not sad, but they couldn't help but be infected by this grief.

Ji Feng walked to the window silently, looking out of the window, everyone was shocked and didn't dare to silence.

After a while, Ji Feng was still standing in front of the window, not saying a word, and the atmosphere of grief seemed to have dissipated, but if anyone saw Ji Feng's eyes, they would find it.

The black pupils in Ji Feng's eyes did not have a trace of focus, the black pupils seemed to be fainted like ink spots, and slowly precipitated, and if you looked carefully, the irregular ink was like a fire, a cold and silent wildfire, a wildfire that would not be extinguished when it was ignited!

It is scorching Ji Feng's despair, if a person can't even support his despair, then this person can only be crazy!

Although Ji Feng's eyes reflected the vast mansion, the moment the fire under his eyes ignited, it had already been burned, and now there was nothing left in Ji Feng's eyes.

Drink snow and ignite the fire, and the sky will fall!

Later generations commented like this, it was the secular snow drinker Xiao Yi who ignited the fire in Ji Feng's heart, lit his courage for the first time, and ignited his anger for the second time...... The brave, the four wildernesses, the angry, the fire burns the eight wildernesses, both of them, and the sky will fall.

Xiao Yi thought that he had saved a lion and would dominate the world in the future, but in fact, he released an evil ghost, a demon who would slaughter all living beings in the future!

Ji Feng closed his eyes, half an instant, and then opened them again, the look in his eyes was no different from everyone else.

"Who killed it?" the voice was calm, almost greeting.

"Country... Division...... Month Empty"

Ji Fengwu came downstairs, didn't say anything, didn't even chase the shadow, and walked straight out of the city, the speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared for a moment.

The capital of Izumo Province, Yunhua Castle.

The twilight is vast and the snow is falling.

The city gate was heavily guarded, but Ji Feng easily walked into the city, and the soldiers guarding it couldn't see the changes in front of him at all. Ji Feng was full of wind and dust at this time, from Yecheng to Yunhua City, it only took three days under Ji Feng's non-stop galloping.

Heavily armed soldiers in the city ran back and forth, and the snow was rolled out of dirty roads. There was a lot of chaos in the city, and from time to time the shouts of soldiers poured into the ears like arrows, which made people panic.

Civilians nested at home and didn't dare to come out, Ji Feng walked under the eaves, and from time to time he could hear the long sighs of civilians.

"The world is really chaotic. ”

"Yes, even the Wen family and the Bai family in the pillars of the founding of the four countries will be raided, and the other powerful ministers are not everyone in danger. The Wen family is really, even the 'Broken Moon Sword' given by the first emperor has been lost, isn't this a trick to talk about, the national teacher is also a thunderous means this time, and he is ruthless, and no one will be able to balance the national teacher in the future. ”

"Could it be that the national teacher wants to usurp the throne?"

"But, don't you dare to talk nonsense!"

......

Ji Feng's ears moved and listened to the conversation, he knew where this "Broken Moon" sword was, and he was buried in the extreme north with Wen Yu and Bai Yue.

At the beginning, Ji Feng also heard that Wen Yu and Bai Yue entered the Far North to join the Donghuamen cultivation and then come back to restrain the moon to clear the sky, but the middle way collapsed and was killed by himself, but now he was set on fire. Ji Feng doesn't care about these things, but the moon is empty, and he must die!

Walking towards the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Heaven is still the same, there are no soldiers guarding it, the Temple of Heaven of more than 100 zhang is extremely empty, the basalt tiles of the roof can not support the snow, from time to time there are snow blocks falling on the ground, making a slight sound, but it is very clear. Many parts of the city were noisy, but no one dared to disturb the Temple of Heaven.

Ji Feng's eyebrows were a little heavy, heavier than this cloudy day.

The moment she walked up the steps to the Temple of Heaven, a slender girl approached, as if she had been waiting for a long time, and said to Ji Feng a thousand blessings, and said softly: "Ji..."

The girl's words were in her throat, and before she could finish speaking, she fell backwards on the obsidian face, and the blood gushed out, and in an instant it flowed to the ground, her eyes were round, her pupils trembled, and the fear in her heart was geometric!

Every girl in the Temple of Heaven was carefully selected by Yue Qingkong, and even if she was dying, she would not be so panicked, but the last thing this girl saw was not a flying sword, but Ji Feng's eyes, and saw the fire of despair burning under Ji Feng's eyes.

Yue Qingkong sat quietly under the patio, the patio was covered with a layer of moon spirit light veil, covering the snowflakes, and the few rays of brilliance leaking from the gaps in the light veil fell on his long gray hair, but it was even more gloomy. Yue Qing's long sleeves were wiped on the ground, and a few white jade chips were put away, before he raised his head and smiled.

Ji Feng stood quietly in front of him, his black hair spread out wantonly, and a flying sword surrounded him, and the blade was scarlet blood, dripping from time to time, dripping in a pool of dark red and smelly blood all over the ground.

Yue Qingkong glanced at Ji Feng's eyes, although he squinted his eyes, he still felt a little cold, such cold would make his hands and feet stiff, it was the tentacles of death, he knew how to deal with it. Yue Qingkong stood up suddenly, then applauded, and shouted at Ji Feng:

"The guests are coming, how can there be no fun!"

The white-clothed girls kneeling in the entire Temple of Heaven straightened their waists together, played the drums and played the sheng, and played the welcome music of the myriad weather. As soon as the silk strings moved, the world was silent, even the snow seemed to be stagnant, and the sinking curtain was also slow.

Ji Feng frowned, but he did something bad in Yale. I saw Ji Feng stretch out his hand behind his back, slowly pulled out the dragon teeth, and said gloomily:

"It's too noisy. ”