Su Fufeng sat on the cliff, shaking his legs one by one, as if he was very happy, but in fact he was very melancholy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Melancholy is by no means enough to describe her heart. She didn't dare to recall Ling Li's expression at that time, so that after leaving, she remembered the most important thing, but she didn't even tell Ling Li - that was the reason why she left the helm this time.

However, when she rushed back, Ling Li was long gone, and she didn't know where to find him. She even believed that if she saw her again, he would kill her, and he would not even give herself a chance to speak.

Between the task and you, I actually chose you, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like I chose to complete the task.

She sat for a long time with a wry smile, and finally descended the mountain step by step when the scorching sun turned gloomy.

She wrote down what she was going to say in the letter and carefully hid it on her body. -- Even if you want to kill me, there will always be time to say the words "read the letter."

But she didn't expect that the person who came to take her life and avenge Qiu Guanghan was not ruthless.

This person is actually the same as Ling Li, he likes black clothes and masks when he kills. The person who came was not tall, but he was riding a tall horse, and a small jade bird stopped on his shoulder, and as soon as the person moved, the jade bird fluttered and flew up, very like panicking.

She's coming head-on. When she saw her, she subconsciously stopped, and the bright tip of the knife snapped and pointed down.

She hurriedly jumped away: Who? Iron Angular instantly slid into the palm of her hand and swung the tip of the knife away.

I saw the man immediately, the knife popped out of the arm, like a reed, said to be a knife, but a little weird. The man did not reply, but spun around and jumped off his horse, and was in the air, but the knife had already delivered three or four moves to her.

As soon as Su Fufeng handed over to her, he knew that this person was by no means easy to deal with. It's just that she has a killer nature, no matter how critical it is, she must also observe it carefully: this person's figure is similar to herself, she should be a woman, although she is vicious, but for some reason, those eyes don't look at her very much. She wondered in her heart, but she didn't have time to think about it, and jumped a few steps away, who are you, and why are you doing it with me?

The woman in black just said coldly, it was you who made the move to Qiu Guanghan, right?

Su Fufeng's heart sank, came so quickly? She couldn't help but raise her anger and asked, are you from Mingyue Villa or from the Qinglong Sect?

You don't have to know!" said the woman in black, the knife rolling again.

The chain that Su Fufeng was good at had been destroyed by Ling Li's sword the day before yesterday, and at this moment, with just a few hidden weapons and small tricks, he couldn't fight the red man Su Zhiyu in front of Tuoba Gu. The woman in black was naturally Su Zheyu, but the white jade bird was always fluttering and screaming on the side, which made her feel a little annoying for the first time.

Naturally, it's going to scream. How could it not be surprised and excited to see this living woman so similar to its master?

Even so, with more than twenty moves, Su Fufeng has gradually retreated. She was secretly frightened in her heart, and saw that her shoulders and sleeves were torn open, and she couldn't help but exclaim, you wait, have you seen Lingli!

Su Zheyu seemed to be stunned, and said, what?

Su Fufeng gasped, she was also stunned, and she didn't know why she suddenly asked such a sentence. Could it be that she had the illusion of dying for a moment, thinking that since she knew that Qiu Guanghan had died at her hands, she should have seen a sharp face, so she had to entrust all important things to her?

I still haven't considered that possibility. She thought mournfully. I only wrote a letter to Ling Li, but I didn't think about what would happen if I died at the hands of others.

You speak! Su Zheyu saw that she was silent, and her tone became heavier.

Qiu Guanghan was killed by me. Su Zheyu's voice was low. If you can't beat you, you can kill me, but I have something to tell Ling Li, I wrote it in the letter, if you know him, can you help me give it to him?

Su Zhiyu was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes were fierce.

I don't recognize it! She was ready to castrate with a knife in her arm. But at this moment, there was a slight sound in the grass not far away, and both of them felt that they saw the wind passing by, and one person with a knife actually rushed towards Su Zheyu!

Su Zheyu was about to slash at Su Fufeng's knife, so he had to turn around to block the person who killed him halfway, but he was very surprised at this glance: the person who made the knife was the powerless scholar Qiao Yi who he had seen in Lin'an half a year ago!

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Anqing Qinglong Sect, but everything is peaceful at the moment.

Including Qiu Guanghan, she was also very peaceful, and she woke up peacefully, and there was no one by her side.

She sat up, a little confused. Hurt. She immediately pressed her chest. It hurts in the back, too. But there was an indescribable strange feeling in her body, which made her forget everything for a while.

Sweating.

She spread out her palm, squeezed it again, and looked out the window. The weather was sunny, or rather, hot. She felt it.

She pressed her chest again. The heart is beating a little fast. This is a warmth, from here, under the palm of his hand, to all parts of the body. Why?, she thought. Why does it feel this way?

However, she unconsciously felt rejoicing, as if she intuitively knew that this was not a bad thing. She cautiously stepped out of bed. It's so comfortable. She was pleasantly surprised that she was no longer fluttering, but she sat down again, feeling the changes in her body with trepidation.

Yes, it's really warm. This made her suddenly think of Nanli for some reason. Although the book never wrote about the feelings and warmth she felt at the moment of her change and after that, Qiu Guanghan suddenly seemed to understand something.

I...... Is it no longer a pure yin body?

She looked around. It didn't seem to matter to her, she hadn't planned to recall what had happened so quickly. She was just curious to be at the moment. As far as her eyes could see, she suddenly touched something, and her heart shook sharply and she stood up.

Sword?

She had to think about it.

On the sun-drenched mountain road, she once stretched out her hand to a woman named Su Fufeng.

Her heart was suddenly shocked, as if she had woken up from a dream. What kind of place is this? But this simple furnishing is very familiar.

Could it be......

She climbed onto the bed and pushed the window to look. The window is small and high, and it looks out over a hillside.

I think I'm on top of a mountain. She thought to herself. But this is no longer the mountain where I met Miss Su Fufeng.

On the hillside, some people walked up and down in a roundabout way, and it was impossible to see who it was from a distance. She scrambled down and sat down on the bed. She remembered that it was Su Fufeng who shot at her, but what happened next?

Her gaze fell on the black sword again. It was placed on a low cupboard, much like just a casual touch, as if its owner would come back and take it away at any moment. But she was still nervous, because—would he let it out of his side easily?

She was too scared to go out the door, as if she knew that something terrible was waiting for her in the outside world.

She grabbed her sword and used both hands.