The sound of the piano is still the "Long River Yin" that he has been familiar with since he was a child, and he was born by the Long River, and it seems that he should be destined to be closely connected with this river. Closing his eyes, his father's call was being transmitted to him through time and space. It's all up to him, and he holds the only key to unlock the mystery.

The sad tone of Senior Liu came from his ears again.

"It's not that serious. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "But in three or five years, where will there be a place for the Feather Sword Sect to stand? I'm afraid that they will all become puppet......s of Jiang Shaoyun or the people of the North Shore," he knew in his heart that this was definitely not the moment for him to retreat.

Now that he has stood on the top of the rivers and lakes, this body no longer belongs to him.

Picking up the pen, while planning something on the paper, he called out loudly: "Uncle Wang!"

Wang Hong rushed in from outside the door.

"Is there a map of Bilian Island ready?"

"The rangers have already set out and will be back soon. ”

"Okay, send a message to the cat for me......"

Wang Hong's eyes widened like copper bells, revealing a look of extreme surprise.

Chu Tao raised his eyes and swept it, and he already knew five or six points in his heart: "What, there is something to hide from me?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing...... "Honest man, even lying with a blush." All the secrets are on your face. The majesty of Chu Tao's calm gaze was far better than an outpouring of anger. He couldn't hide it, so he could only say bluntly: "When the young master was asleep, he received a letter from the cat, saying that he was determined to return the purple jade object to its original owner and get rid of the white shadow entanglement. ”

The barrel of the pen slipped violently in his hand, and a puddle of ink splashed on the white paper, like a black tulip.

"When?" he struggled to suppress his composure.

"Yesterday. ”

"Why don't you report me for such a big event?"

"I'm worried that the young master's injury hasn't healed, and I'm too worried - I've contacted the cat and asked it not to be moved, but you also know the cat's strange temper, without your order, he ......" Wang Hong explained a little incoherently, thinking that he didn't expect Chu Tao to be so nervous.

Chu Tao raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to say more, stood in front of the table and was silent for a long time, then picked up the pen again and whispered: "Tomorrow afternoon, let everyone gather in the training ground...... All the people who can call on it are used - prepare a sand table. An hour to reserve the horse, I have to go to the Chiang Mansion. ”

Only then did Wang Hong understand that a big war was already on the way. Can...... He was stunned, preparing a horse? He even felt that it was extremely impossible to prepare a carriage to send Chu Tao out at this time, did he still have to drive a horse? Not only did he want to drive a horse, but he also planned to kill tomorrow afternoon? Looking at his hand, which was a little trembling even when he held a pen, he actually had the urge to resist the order.

"What?" Chu Tao also understood, and smiled lightly, "Uncle Wang doesn't believe me, or does he not believe in Senior Liu's medical skills?"

Wang Hong couldn't speak, and over the years, he had long been accustomed to his temperament. What's more, Chu Tao has already said this, what else can he do? Promised, slowly retreated to the door, I really hope that Chu Tao will change his mind within these few steps. But until he was ready to cover the door and look back again, Chu Tao still maintained the same posture at the desk.

"Uh...... There is still one thing, Miss Leng handed over a note when the young master did not wake up......"

Chu Tao's pen paused obviously, and then replied: "I know ......" and buried himself in writing something.

Miss Leng seemed to know that the young master's injury was not light—and I don't know how she found out, so she only said that she had no other intentions, greeting the young master, and hoping that you would take care of your health. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he put the pink letterhead on the trellis by the door and withdrew.

The house was completely silent, and you could even hear the insects in the yard. Only then did Chu Tao put down his pen, cautiously raised his eyes, looked at the flower stand from afar, shook his head silently and smiled, leaning on the back of the chair.

I don't want to ask Leng Fengyi how she found the clues under his strict seal, anyway, she never lacks means.

I don't want to ask if this sudden greeting is true or fake.

He just hopes that he won't get involved in too much right and wrong, in this long time impure emotion.

Even if it's just a luxury.

Pink letterhead, with a color picture of Feng Qiwu printed in the lower left corner. Juanxiu's small characters bloom on the flat paper.

"Who remembers, the moon of Xiaolou is hanging west.

Feng Xiao Xingyu building leans together,

The smoke clouds are low.

Candle cold tears. ”

It was as if there was a cold air, Leng Sensen seeped into his body, and he unconsciously took a step back before he forcibly suppressed the dull pain in his heart.

Although he understood that the reason for Leng Fengyi's sudden sharp turn was never simple, he still unconsciously fell into it. He is not an irrational person, and he knows that he has a lot of power and does not tolerate the slightest carelessness. But when the pink letterhead floated in front of him, how difficult it was to maintain his original calm.

Chu Tao sighed, pushed away the secret compartment under the table, and put away the letterhead, but a faint fragrance broke into his memory. Bow your head, yes, this sachet was hand-embroidered by Leng Fengyi back then. The red satin is the bottom, and the picture of the phoenix dancing and colorful clouds is dazzling. Fingers gently rubbed the delicate stitches, as if the temperature of the past was silently reaching the fingertips.

However, he pushed back into the dark grid and thought about the window.

The unfinished spring cold outside the window cleared his mind - why did Leng Fengyi choose such a time to give him news? Does she still have contact with Konoha Does she plan to shake hands and make peace, or is she waiting for an opportunity to find his flaws? Can't take a wrong step at this time.

But he laughed secretly, laughing at himself for being too cautious. Close your eyes, and your eyes are full of old joy. But where is the old one's temperament that disregarded the sky and the earth?

In the past, he dared to put aside his mundane affairs and rode side by side with Leng Fengyi on the Black Stone Cliff. In the past, he dared to hold Leng Fengyi's hand and teach her to play the piano in the days when the north and south sides of the strait were fighting for your life. In the past, he dared to lead Leng Fengyi to the Lantern Festival in a dashing manner under the sharp eyes of the heroes on the north shore. In the past, Qi Heng was so angry that he sent a killer to assassinate him, and Leng Yinghua was so stirred up by him that he almost couldn't go back to the north shore, he could still calmly walk around Fangting and call "Sister Fengyi".

But since when has everything changed?

Was it when she decided to leave, or was it actually when Leng Yinghua's business failed miserably and Qi Ye lost face? Or when she returned to the North Shore and heard the news that she had married a wife?

There was no way to argue about what was right and which was wrong, and he had never thought about it. If there is really a mistake, it is only to blame that they were born in two martial arts families on the north and south sides of the strait. He waited for Leng Fengyi to come back day by day, never forgetting, but never expected her to come back as an envoy of the Qi family, setting traps everywhere and making things difficult in every way - what the hell is going on?

If so, you can go back to the beginning......

Grinding ink, lifting the pen, and the words that have been hidden in my heart for a long time are fermenting a huge force, brewing the pain in my chest like a river and a sea. Unconsciously, his hands were as cold and numb as ice, and he trembled. He put down his pen, looked at his right hand, and shook his head. Secretly sighed, calmed down, looked at the gray paper, afraid that his own face would be just as gray - smiled, picked up the pen again, the black ink poured thousands of miles on the paper, and the poetry seemed to pour out.

"The moon is snowy, the long sword is frosty, and the atrium is waiting for the geese to return.

The flower shadow is in a dream, the old pool is empty, and Qin Si is crying because of who she hates.

The material is heavy, and the fish book is far away, and it is even more hesitant.

Fight together, lean on Qingfeng three feet, and share the depths of water and clouds. ”

Wait to dry, take a letter tube, and slowly walk to the backyard. The dove hovered at his feet, cooing and cooing. As soon as he raised his hand, the pigeon gently rested on the back of his hand as if it knew what he wanted.

Tie the letter tube, and go into the sky, and the pigeon shadow will rise into the air and go straight to the clouds.

Watching the pigeon shadow leave, he knew that he was a little impulsive just now, and smiled: It's okay.

Even if it is impossible to become an ally, even if Leng Fengyi still thinks about how to embarrass him when he sees this letter, he also admits it. Just like the "go out" back then, what is so difficult to receive? After all, he Chu Tao said what he wanted to say, and what he loved was the person he wanted to love. If there are still people on the north and south sides who want to see jokes, let them laugh. He Chu Tao dared to swear by the heavens, he didn't say a word of lie.