The bright moon is like a wheel, and the white moonlight sprinkles on the roof, as if a layer of white frost has been attached to the black and blue roof. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's already night, and the starlight corresponds to the lights of thousands of homes in Chang'an City, which looks quiet and peaceful.

Feng Yang put his hands on the back of his head, and looked like he was lying on the roof leisurely, his body swaying gently, and only when he looked closer to his side would he find that his back was not leaning against the roof tiles at all, and there was still a section between his back and the tiles.

The snow-white robe still slowly shook under the blowing of the night wind, and the upper body of the wind was completely suspended in the air, and it was actually supported by the strength of the waist.

On his side, one on the left and one on the right, they were both lying comfortably on the rooftop, looking up at the vast night sky, the moon, the size of a wheel, shining silently above them.

Yi Shi squinted at the wind and sneered: "I said Brother Yang, isn't it all over if you wear clothes of a different color? ”

The wind swayed leisurely, staring at the moon absentmindedly and said: "What do you know, this is cultivation, besides, the white clothes are more handsome." ”

The world widened his eyes and looked at the wind, which was staring intently at the moon, and the moonlight shone on the young man's face, and his eyes seemed to be flashing with some unusual brilliance.

Ou Chimo next to him had his eyes half-closed, his head shaking slightly, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Yi Shi shook his head, looked at the night sky again, and said with a smile: "That's right, speaking of which, I really didn't expect Ah Brother Yang, it seems that you haven't changed at all since you became a sword immortal, but it seems to have changed, I can't tell you the feeling, it seems to have become more mature than before." ”

Feng Yiyang smiled, did not take the conversation, looked at the moon, in a daze.

The night in Chang'an City is so peaceful.

But under this peace, there is a faint smell of blood.

Under this roof, there were still seven corpses lying at this time, dead and unsightly, and there were twenty-seven more in the courtyard.

Every time Feng Yiyang thought of this terrible fact, he felt that there were seven cold eyes piercing through the roof, staring at his ass, motionless.

After a long time, the wind blew and said slowly:

"Hunger strike, do you remember to take two imperial doctors to investigate the surroundings tomorrow, and the nearby residents to see if anyone feels unwell, or has signs of poisoning, and let the imperial doctor diagnose it, we still don't know how this poison is inflicted, it's better to be careful." ”

Yi Shi glanced at Feng Yiyang, nodded seriously and said, "Okay, I know." ”

Feng Yiyang paused, and then said: "Eat buns, you go tomorrow to help me find out who Zhou Yan has a grudge with, no matter how big or small, it is best to find out if it is as big as snatching a wife and killing a child, and as small as buying an early queue, and by the way, check the people below." ”

For a long time, except for the whining of the night wind, there was no movement around him.

Feng Yiyang turned his head in confusion, and found that Ou Chimo's head was tilted on his shoulders and he was sleeping, his saliva was dripping, and then dripped down his face onto Feng Yiyang's clothes.

The wind is blowing: "...... ，

I'll fuck your uncle!"

Ou Chimo, who was asleep, turned into an arc and fell heavily to the ground, and in an instant, the ground shook, and the tiles on the roof also shook, and the few pieces that were originally loose fell one after another.

Feng Yang retracted his feet, blocked his ears with two fingers, and then raised his head and admired the beautiful night sky, as if he had developed a great interest in the moon and stars in the sky.

He sighed, blocked his ears in unison with the wind, and looked up at the sky.

A heart-rending howl filled the night sky.

Tonight, Chang'an City is destined to wake up thousands of families from their dreams.

Awakened by a terrible howl.

The sleeping girl sat up suddenly, patted her chest, panting rapidly, and there was a dim oil lamp on the small table next to her, and in the faint flickering dim yellow light, you could see a few drops of cold sweat hanging on the girl's delicate face, running down the pale cheeks, slowly dripping down.

Hey, I'm not dead yet? Where is this?

When the girl came to her senses, she realized that she was lying on a strange bed, and she suddenly exclaimed, and the first thing she did was to look down at her collar, and she didn't even care about the white gauze wrapped around her neck.

The girl carefully examined it, and then breathed a sigh of relief, only then did she notice the white gauze on her neck, and her fingers gently stroked her neck, did she be injured and rescued?

Looking around, the bed was placed against the wall, there was a nail groove for swinging a sword on the side wall, on the other side of the bed was a small wooden table with an oil lamp, and at the other end of the room, there was a bookcase and a bookshelf with a few books scattered on the shelf.

The placement of the objects was not at all aesthetically pleasing, and it was so simple, it must have been a man's room, the girl muttered, looking at the bookcase.

By the dim light of the oil lamp, the girl saw a longsword with a simple shape of cyan sheath on the bookcase.

The girl's eyes lit up instantly, and she jumped out of bed and ran barefoot to the bookcase, and stretched out her hand to the sword.

Just the moment she stretched out her hand, the girl thought of a lot of things, and a chaotic memory and thoughts came to her heart.

She remembered the black light that exuded the breath of death before the inn, and perhaps only after experiencing the feeling of death in front of her would she know that death could come so suddenly.

Only when we know the horror of death will we know the preciousness of life, and we will be grateful.

She remembered the fat man she didn't know, and the bloody broken arm.

She remembered the stubborn nerd who had to heal her brother when she was dying.

She remembered the eyes she had seen before she passed out, and the blue starlight that had appeared in those eyes for some unknown reason.

Those starlights are really beautiful.

What the hell is that person, why does he have this sword, why does he have such eyes?

The girl's heart was confused, she glanced at the sword with complicated eyes, and gently retracted her hand.

At that moment the door creaked open, and the white moonlight shone in through the door, spreading a white patch on the ground and a long shadow.

Jiang Weihan, who was dressed in a green shirt, walked in slowly, looking at the girl with a calm expression, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The girl glanced at Jiang Weihan, and then at her hand that stopped in mid-air, and suddenly was very worried that this serious person would misunderstand herself, although the sword was indeed stolen by herself, but the girl who had just taken her hand back didn't want to be misunderstood by any of these three people at this moment.

She waved her hand at Jiang Weihan in a panic and said, "No, I didn't want to steal this sword, don't misunderstand." ”

Jiang Weihan smiled mildly and said, "I know, when I came in, your hand was on your chest, if you want to hold the sword, just reach out and take it, you won't put your hand on your chest, so you didn't stretch out your hand just now, but withdrew your hand." ”