Not far from Fang Qitian, there was a room that seemed a little dim.

The reason why the room is dim is because the lights are dim, and through the white paper sash outside, two black shadows can be vaguely seen, as if they are discussing something.

"Your Highness, why don't you let them do it?"

Wei Huai looked very puzzled, since he was just going to kill one person, of course anyone could go, compared to Yingyi, it was more suitable for the newcomers from the Netting Charm Department, after all, they were already assassination masters.

Under the candlelight, a relatively dim face was reflected, and it could be vaguely seen that it was very young, it was Ying Yi himself.

Waving his hand, Ying Yi said: "Although he will definitely die if he makes a move, Luo Wang's methods are too obvious, and the purpose of assassinating cultivators in the middle of the Four Realms with the killer of the natal realm is too obvious, and it may cause some unnecessary suspicions." ”

Frowning slightly, Wei Huai said: "Although His Highness's strength is not bad, after all, he has not yet concentrated, and there is still a huge gap between him and the cultivators of the Four Realms, if he misses, ......"

"It doesn't matter, there are people in the True Viewing Realm who can pose a threat to His Highness, but it definitely won't be him, you don't have the slightest doubt about this. ”

After a period of silence, Wei Huai did not continue to insist, and said: "Since this is the case, the slave will be around to protect him, and if there is an accident, he can help His Highness in time." ”

Ying Yi did not refuse, Wei Huai was a cultivator of the natal realm after all, if he really encountered an emergency, it would be much more stable than if he dealt with it alone.

"How's Nineteen?"

Ying Yi asked suddenly, and the name of the person who was mentioned was extremely weird, but Wei Huai didn't feel weird at all. Because he's in the Netting Organization. There's an equally weird name. "A twenty-three".

Ying Yi suddenly mentioned this person, Wei Huai's face was slightly solemn, and said, "There are some problems." ”

Raising his eyebrows, Ying Yi asked strangely, "What's the matter?"

"Jia Nineteen was cut off by Yang Qingshan, and now he has recovered from his recuperation, but his mind has been hit hard, and it is difficult to continue to attack in the near future, unless he can break the shackles of the demons in his heart. Otherwise, I'm afraid ...... in the future."

Wei Huai didn't finish speaking, but Ying Yi knew what he meant, his mind was almost broken, if he couldn't break it and stand up, sooner or later he would be bound by the demons in his heart, and even his soul would be broken and die, it was indeed very tricky.

"Curse Domain, Yang Qingshan...... It seems that you still can't underestimate him!" Ying Yi's eyebrows flickered, and he muttered in a low voice.

After a pause, Ying Yi looked at Wei Huai. Said: "Let Jia Twenty-Seven make a move, but you can't fight him head-on." You know what I mean!"

"Qingtian Dao impermanence three kills, the first kill failed, and the second kill was launched seven days later, Qingtian Dao was also the opponent of the net, and their rules of conduct were naturally recorded in the net. ”

"Very good, tomorrow is the seven-day period, since it has been done, it is natural to do it thoroughly, when it is true, it is true and false, the more muddy the muddy waters of Yanjing are stirred, the more stable we will be. ”

Ying Yi's eyes flashed a fine light, his voice became a little cold, the candle flame in front of him was shaken by the wind, and the shadows on the roof beams twisted and roared like ghosts.

The dark clouds in the sky were a little thick, the bright moonlight of the past was obscured, the whistling wind could hardly stop, and countless branches and leaves writhed their bodies wantonly like ghost hands.

Creak......

There was a squeak, and under the cover of the dark clouds, several black bats fluttered their wings, not knowing where to fly, while several larger black shadows climbed over the wall beams, not knowing where to fly.

......

Under the dark clouds of the moon, the wind was howling, and Qiu Fengge sat alone in the room, his expression a little low, no one would know what he was thinking, just as he didn't know what he was about to face.

Pushing open the window sash, a strong wind hit, mixed with the smell of dust, as if someone had fallen to the ground, and his head was instantly covered with countless dust.

Looking at the black night, the rushing wind, and the barely visible moon shadow, Qiu Fengge's heart became even more chaotic, not because the weather affected his mood, but because when he was in a bad mood, the weather became so bad, so his mood became even worse.

Suddenly, Qiu Fengge's eyes froze.

Outside his house, there was an ancient pear tree, and he had picked a pear from the tree during the day, although there was not much water, and the taste was still a little bitter, but he still felt that it was delicious, and he felt that he should have eaten such bitterness at this time.

It's just that now, under the pear tree, there is a cyan figure standing, there is a bit of elegance between the eyebrows, but more of an indescribable nobility, Qiu Fengge knows him, and he has seen it during the day.

When Qiu Feng Ge saw him, he naturally saw Qiu Feng Ge too, as if greeting, the person who came smiled at Qiu Feng Ge, and then picked a pear from the pear tree.

He didn't eat it, just broke the pear in the middle and threw it towards Autumn Wind Song, like old friends sharing something with each other.

Qiu Fengge frowned, and he didn't wash the half of the pear he threw over, but just wiped it on his sleeve, and then put it to his mouth, his teeth closed lightly, and a stream of sweet and sour juice was left between his lips.

With a bit of satisfaction on his face, Qiu Fengge quickly finished half of the pear, wiped the remaining juice from his mouth with his sleeve without any image, and walked out of the window sash.

"Is it sweet?"

The person who came had half a pear in his hand that had not been bitten was very strange.

Laughing wantonly, Qiu Feng Ge said: "Sweet, this pear should be the sweetest one on this ancient pear tree!"

The visitor also smiled and said, "It seems that my luck is not bad, I picked one casually, and it turned out to be the sweetest one among all the pears." ”

Shaking his head, Qiu Fengge said: "Your luck should be very bad, there must be insects in the early-ripening pears, but I didn't eat them, so it is naturally in your half." ”

The person who came was a little surprised, looked at the pear in his hand, and soon found a very small wormhole, which was in the pear blossom, so he didn't find it very early, and with his cultivation, he could naturally find out that there was indeed a very fat green worm sleeping inside.

"It's a pity that you can't eat it today!" Qiu Fengge's face was very calm, as if he was seriously discussing the problem of pears and insects.

With a smile, he put the pears in his hand on the stone table in front of him, and said, "It's okay, these green pears will become so sweet in a short time, you can't eat them today, and you can naturally eat them in the future." ”

"It seems so. ”

Qiu Fengge shook his head and continued: "It's just that at that time, there shouldn't be such thoughts as today. ”

"Yes, no matter how good the pears are, no one shares them, they all taste the same as chewing wax. The green-shirted guest seemed to be a little emotional, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and he was not as casual as before when he spoke.

"You'll find it. ”

Strangely glanced at the autumn wind song, and the green shirt said: "Borrow your auspicious words!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat pears like this in the future!"

With a sigh of emotion, Qiu Fengge took a few steps forward, picked up half of the pears on the stone table, and quickly ate the remaining half of the pears regardless of whether there were insects in it.

"You know, I had other plans, but I suddenly figured out something, so I gave up on my previous plan. ”

The green-shirted guest watched Qiu Fengge eat the remaining half of the pear, and said in a steady tone.

Qiu Fengge nodded and said, "Knowing that you can't do it, that's not a kind of persistence, but stupidity." ”

"It seems that you are the same as I thought, if we had known you earlier, maybe we would have been able to become friends. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

After a moment of silence, the green shirt said: "It's been a long time since anyone said this, and I'm very happy tonight." ”

"I was unhappy, but much more relaxed. ”

Qiu Fengge was already unpleasant, and suddenly shared a pear with someone, although the pear was inexplicably eaten by himself, but he really felt relaxed, it was a long time ago.

The green shirt guest looked solemn and said, "Is it really impossible?"

"If it were possible, would I still come this far!" He asked very seriously, so Qiu Fengge replied seriously.

"It seems really impossible. ”

The man in the green shirt stopped talking, and was silent, and countless tiny flowers began to appear in front of him, as if the wind was blowing, and all those flowers were stained on his clothes, so that his clothes suddenly changed to the color of flowers, just like the big red robe worn by the bridegroom.

"So, that's it?"

"It's over. ”

After asking, Autumn Wind Song became a little silent, and he broke off a green branch from the pear tree in front of him, with a few white pear blossoms on it.

As if muttering alone, he whispered, "I really didn't expect him to do this, I always thought that he really gave me one last chance." ”

"So?" asked the Tsing Yi with a raised brow, a little confused.

"So, I'm going to live through the night, and I'll ask him what kind of man he is!"

Qiu Fengge raised his head suddenly, his eyes became extremely painful, as if with his pain, countless white flowers appeared in front of him, all of which were the same as the pear blossoms on the green branch in his hand, perhaps, it was originally countless pear blossoms that had been picked. (To be continued.) )