There are lights on in the wooden house, and if there are lights, there should be people. The wind trotted softly all the way, and couldn't wait to get to the door of the wooden house. She was surprised to find that the door was hidden, so she called "Mommy" and carefully pushed the wooden door open.

The door creaked open, but there was a middle-aged woman lying on the floor, her eyes closed, as if she was dead! After a moment's pause, he rushed in and leaned on top of her mother, trying to wake her up.

Forty-seven followed him into the house, and he glanced at the woman on the ground, and then said softly to the wind, "She's dead." ”

"No, no......" Feng shook her head softly and cried, "You lied to me, my mother is still alive......"

"Her neck is broken, can't you see it?" Forty-Seven said coldly.

The wind is gentle and not that he can't see it, but he can't accept this cruel reality all of a sudden, and after hearing Forty-Seven say this, he was angry, turned around and stood up, waved his hand and slapped Forty-Seven, and said hatefully: "Are you cold-blooded? Are you happy when my mother dies?"

Forty-seven was not angry, but replied indifferently: "Instead of spending your heart and soul crying and sad, it is better to find a way to avenge your mother!"

"Okay, good ......" The wind was soft and tears flashed, and he said two good words in a row, and continued: "You're right, but now you can't even see the shadow of the murderer, who will you seek revenge?"

Before Forty-Seven could respond, a third person's voice rang out.

"No need to look for it, I killed the person. A man in a black suit said as he walked down the stairs, followed by two sword-wielding attendants wearing silver masks and black cloaks.

"Why are you doing this?" said the wind softly and indignantly, and Xingbu stepped forward to teach the murderer who had spoken wildly a lesson.

The man in black was not in a hurry, grabbed Feng Qingrou's wrist, pulled her to her side, and stopped her, "It's really effortless, you have to come with me." ”

"Let go of me!" Feng Gentle desperately tried to break free, but where could she?

"Let her go!" said Forty-Seven.

"You kid doesn't know the height of the sky, if you want to be a flower messenger, you have to weigh yourself first!" said the man in black with two sharp eyes carved on Forty-seven's face.

"Nonsense! I'm up to the Flower Protector!" said Forty-Seven.

"Okay, there's a kind!" the man in black waved his hand, signaling the two attendants behind him to attack.

The boy danced the giant sword and made moves with the two cloaked people in the room, only to hear the sound of clanging weapons colliding, and the noise of crackling and smashing furniture, and after more than ten moves in a row, there was no winner or loser.

After fighting for a while, the two cloaked people suddenly jumped back and began to move around Forty-Seven at high speed, instantly conjuring up dozens of cloaked people, and Forty-Seven was dizzy. While he was distracted, the two cloaked men suddenly attacked, slashing at each other with lightning speed, leaving two stab wounds on Forty-Seven's body.

Forty-seven gritted his teeth and fought back with his sword. A sword was swung out, only to hear the sound of "bang", and it was already blocked by the enemy's sword. Forty-seven held the sword in both hands, clenched his teeth, and the blue tendons on his face appeared, and he couldn't push the sword forward even a little bit with all his strength. The cloaked man let out a deep sigh and pushed Forty-Seven out in an instant. The forty-seventh company of people flew backwards with swords, and before they landed, they were attacked from behind, but they were stretched out with a heavy foot, right in the lower abdomen.

Forty-seven hit the wall, bounced back to the ground, and it was very difficult to get up immediately.

"Vulnerable, let's go!" The man in black didn't intend to kill him, he just glanced at Forty-Seven who was lying on the ground, and then strode out softly with the wind.

"Don't go...... Leave people behind...... "Forty-seven barely supported half of his body, and before he could say anything, he fell down again, and then lost consciousness.

Let's say that after the man in black took the wind and walked out softly for a while, he heard an entourage beside him ask, "Hall Master, can we know the whereabouts of the Divine Stone if we catch this girl back?"

The black-clothed hall master said: "Don't underestimate this girl, her dreams can predict the future, and she can also find the hidden truth." With her help, I believe that all the lost divine stones will soon be found. ”

Another attendant couldn't help but ask, "What if this girl refuses to cooperate?"

"I have my own way, then I will find a hypnotist to put her into a state of fake sleep, and then I will ask what she must answer to save her, and I am still worried that I can't find the Divine Stone?" said the black-clothed hall master with a smile.

"But does it work?" the attendant asked.

"After trying it, I know that as long as this girl is here, there will always be a way. The black-clothed hall master said.

She was still saddened by her mother's death, and now she heard that they wanted to use their abilities for personal gain, and she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart, so she couldn't help but speak: "Don't you want to spit out a trace of the divine stone from my mouth!

"This is unbearable to you, if you refuse to cooperate, you will inevitably suffer, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. The black-clothed hall master said.

"It's useless for you to kill me, unless I really want to know the answer in my dreams, I definitely won't dream about it, not even dream!" Feng said softly, "Also, don't keep me as a child, I'm not a child anymore!"

"You're no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, aren't you a child?" said the black-clothed hall master, "Okay, since you don't like it, I'll call you Miss Feng instead, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I can call you princess!"

"Phew!" the wind chirped softly, "You are the murderer of my mother, and you still cooperate with you, am I still human?"

"After you mentioned this, I remembered one thing, do you already have a divine stone in your house?" asked the black-clothed hall master.

"No!" said the wind softly and disdainfully.

Seeing that Feng was gentle and disrespectful, the black-clothed hall master was very disgusted, grabbed her collar, leaned his face closer and said, "Your mother said the same when she was dying, but I know that there must be a wind stone in your house, don't lie to me!"

"No is no, don't think I'll be scared of you if you put your face so close. Feng said softly, "Although my surname is Feng, it doesn't mean that I have the Wind Stone, right?"

The black-clothed hall master let go of the wind and said to her, "I heard that Ling Zun has obtained a strange gem, and his strength has increased by leaps and bounds recently, so I definitely have reason to believe that his gem is the Wind Stone. ”

Feng Qingrou suddenly smiled and said, "You all think that the Divine Stone will bring infinite power to people, but you don't know that the Divine Stone will corrode people's souls, will make people become evil and lose their rationality, you can't control the power in your body, but you are manipulated by power, so what's the use of getting all the Divine Stones?"

The black-clothed hall master disagreed, and said, "Since it is a divine stone, how can it make people evil? Besides, I am not a good person in the first place, so you don't have to worry about me." By the way, how do you know that?"

Feng was softly asked by this, and suddenly his speech became a little slurred, "I...... I occasionally learn in my dreams ......"

The black-clothed hall master's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked, "...... What else did you dream about?"

"No more ......," the wind replied softly and quickly.

The black-clothed hall master was so disappointed that he sighed and said, "Okay, it's not too late to take you back first and then interrogate slowly." ”

Feng said softly: "I said, you are the murderer of my mother, I will not cooperate with you, don't be delusional." ”

The black-clothed hall master didn't pay attention, and only pushed the wind and walked forward gently, and the two followers also followed.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and the open field seems to be covered with a silvery white veil, which looks very quiet and peaceful.

The four of them walked along a field path, stepping on the moonlight. After walking a little further, I suddenly saw a shirtless boy walking towards me.

The young man had short moon-white hair, and he was walking slowly with his hands on the back of his head, looking complacent. When they met on this quiet night, most people would subconsciously take a few more glances at passers-by, and the breeze was gentle and kept staring at this young man, and even the black-clothed hall master unconsciously glanced at the white-haired young man a few more times. The young man, however, was completely dismissive of the pedestrians who passed him by, as if he were a blind man, and looked ahead and only walked.

After a while, the white-haired boy suddenly shouted, "Hey, wait a minute!"