When the Black Stone Cliff was in flames, the courtyard of the Chu family was empty and bleak.

Vilan didn't sleep.

The wind neighed in the stables, so loud that even Zhilan Yuan could hear it. This is something she has never met in the years since she married into the Chu family. She followed the sound to the stables where she had never set foot before.

I saw the horse restlessly going back and forth in circles, snorting and snorting in his nose. From time to time, he hissed at the door. The master who watched the horse recognized her and bowed to her. The sound of the wind also alarmed Duan Shiyu, and she had already arrived first. "Master Li, what's wrong with the wind, are you sick?"

Master Li shook his head: "This horse has always been clever and understanding, and the young master loves it very much, but it has not entered the forage for two consecutive days, and it is very strange to neigh more than once today." ”

"Harness the wind, harness the wind!" Shiyu called it twice. It seemed to recognize Shiyu, poked its head out, and whined at her, as if it had something to say. Shiyu stroked its gray mane and whispered a few words to it, and it gradually quieted down, and after a long time, those big eyes were full of tears.

"It's crying?" said Vilan.

Master Li said: "It's strange, it hasn't let me get close to it for the past few days." The day before yesterday, the young master went to the Black Rock Cliff to patrol the defense, and he wanted to ride a horse, but he didn't expect to curl up in the stable with the wind and couldn't get out, and the horsewhip couldn't drive it out, so the young master walked out with Doctor Li. It didn't take long for the guy to lose his temper. ”

"Master Chu told me that this horse is spiritual. When I talk to it, I seem to understand everything. Shiyu stroked the head of the wind, and it gradually curled up its legs and lowered its head, like a child who had lost his temper and begged to be appeased, and coquettishly played with her.

If it could speak, what would it say? The beacon fire on the top of the Black Stone Cliff was vividly visible, and almost all members of the Feather Sword Sect were dispatched, and she also knew that at such a critical moment, she should also know how to control the wind. How could it bear to be abandoned by its master in the stable?

"I'll go to the study. There was his harp and sword in the study. Wei Lan thought, "He should come back to get it, the worst thing is that the Dragon Stygian Sword will always fight with him." How could this man who would rather die than admit defeat miss tonight?" she waited stupidly, always thinking that he would appear the next moment.

There was a light on in the study! There was a figure swaying in front of the desk! Veran felt her heart pop out of her throat.

"Husband!" she pushed the door open.

But it was a broad face, sharp and sharp, glancing at her obscenely. "Young lady, it's not good to see everyone as a husband! ”

Wei Lan's limbs immediately stiffened in place: this terrifying face, terrifying voice, it was obvious that she had already understood it months ago. The oppression of the approaching death of that day was pressing her so unceremoniously that she forgot to breathe. The only glimmer of light that day was the force that pulled her back from the clutches of death—she thought he wouldn't care that day, but he stood in her way.

What about today...... In a trance, she actually hoped to get up. The wind is calling him, she is waiting for him, does he know?

"Fang Xi! Hugh is rude!" Duan Shiyu, who followed up, directly blocked her behind her.

It's like, there's something different.

But as soon as the cold light froze, Shiyu fell silently. The pear flower sword was so fast that Duan Shiyu didn't have time to draw the sword at all.

For a moment, Veran was so frightened that she almost froze into stone. Before she had time to shout or resist, Fang Xi had already jumped up and blocked the door, and by the way, she encircled her, stuck her neck from behind, and sealed her mouth.

The same fear, the same despair - she fell into his hands again. Suddenly remembered that Wang Hong had urged her to leave this place - he should know the danger of this place best, how could he bear it...... The more she trembled, the more she looked forward to it.

That's enough. She closed her eyes silently. Maybe she just missed him too much...... It's silly......

"The women in Chu Tao's backyard are all a little bit beautiful!" his heavy snort sprayed on her neck, causing her to retch for a while. "It's better to exchange you for Chu Xuehai than to go back empty-handed. No matter how bad it is, Chu Tao's woman, sold to his enemy, naturally someone will bid. Veran felt suffocated and dizzy in front of her.

Suddenly, Yu Guang saw that the sword rack was actually empty! What about the Dragon Shadow Sword?

Could it be that he?

The long shadow that came to my mind came to mind, and the gentleness that embraced her into my arms. However, at this moment, only Rin Killing Intent enveloped her. Every knuckle in the neck rattled, and consciousness was about to be withdrawn. She had to live, and she couldn't be his captive! She desperately tried to break the iron tongs around her neck, but how could she beat him? Inadvertently touching an earthworm-like scar on his arm seemed to arouse his hatred like a river and a sea.

He grabbed her by the hair and slammed it into the doorframe. As soon as there was a bang, I felt that it was pitch black in front of me, and the buzzing in my ears exploded, and it was planted to the ground like a goose that had lost its wings. There seemed to be heat running down her face, presumably her blood. However, the pain has been deprived. Fang Xi grabbed her hair, broke her face, forced her to look at him, and said viciously: "It's all because of you that you have that injury, have you forgotten? It seems that I should leave a memorial on your beautiful face!"

She stopped moving, her eyes full of empty sorrow.

What would Fang Xi do to her? It was at this moment that she was really frightened: she wanted to wait for him to come back alive, but she didn't want him to see her humiliation...... She wants to live, but she is afraid of losing her face...... Ridiculous, what's the point of concern, when did he think she was pretty? When did he look at her? But cranky, wishful thinking.

"Don't worry, only beautiful women are willing to make a bid! How could I ruin my business?" he profaned his index finger to her chin, and the bloody fingertips tickled across her face, rubbing a touch of poignant.

She closed her eyes in agony.

He had already committed suicide on the top of the black stone cliff, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that it was for his cold beauty, and he did something dirty to the Qi family, and he felt shameless to face the world, so he had to cut himself off. ”

How so? She pursed her lips as if to speak.

"Don't believe it? After having tasted enough hardships, he will naturally believe it--this Chu Tao is really unkind, and on the night of the fierce battle, even a decent guard is reluctant to leave you behind, so he will give you to his strong enemy--looking at the rivers and lakes, which face-saving head will treat his woman like this! You still miss him with all your heart? Stupid woman!" Fang Xi chattered insolently, "I think it's best to let your old father put pressure on the Chu family to see if they can still hide Chu Xuehai!"

Her consciousness was blurred, only to realize that her body had been dragged into the courtyard and thrown on the stone floor—it was cold to the bone. But Fang Xi suddenly froze and didn't move, and froze in place without a sound.

Then, she heard a crackle of metal.

Dragon Sword!

She woke up in fright, and what she saw was very real: the head of the sword was like a dragon chanting among the auspicious clouds, the blade glowed with a blinding silver light in the moonlight, the tassel tied to the hilt of the sword was dancing with the wind, the blade firmly inserted between the cracks in the stone, standing upright in the courtyard, murderously warning all intruders.

With a bang, Fang Xi's body fell heavily in front of her, her frightened eyes bulging out, still staring at her, still revealing a terrible evil aura, wanting to kill her. This frightened her and jumped up, only to find that this vigorous man had no breath. At some point, there was a terrible fracture on the back of his neck, which went deep into the joints, and the blood that splattered all over the ground was still gushing out.

The nightmarish scene made her sick. The pain, tears, and blood that I had forgotten before came to her at this moment. She suddenly realized something, and looked up at the sky, but in the dark night, only the wind whined and blew, and the insects chirped out of nowhere. "Husband!" she shouted into the night with tears in her eyes. At this moment, Fang knew that attachment was hopeless.

However, all that responded to her was an empty echo. If he returns, why should he hide, or if he has something else to do? It's used to hanging empty-hearted. It's just that it seems that there is another scar on the place where the injury has been made, and the pain is so great that it can't be worse.

She didn't have time to care about anything more, so she struggled into the house to find Duan Shiyu. Shiyu slowly opened her eyes, saw that she was well, and smiled steadily: "It's okay, I'm wearing soft armor ......" but shivered in the pain.

Wei Lan shouted, "Come on!

Bands of guards arrived belatedly and rushed in from everywhere.

In a trance, she seemed to feel that someone was watching her, as if on the corner of the eaves, a purple figure flashed by, and disappeared without a trace. The wind in the backyard raised its head to the sky and a terrible long hiss, which made the people in the entire courtyard frightened. The moon was blurred, and phantoms appeared, but she was convinced that it was not a dream.

A small boat is a leaf, drifting with the current. Slowly, sail towards the place where the sun rises.

In the small cabin, Leng Fengyi's eyes were red and swollen, leaning against the bulkhead, sitting indifferently. Li Zhaolin was silently by her side. The world outside the ship was already red and blood-stained. The entire Black Rock Cliff was shrouded in glowing red clouds. But Leng Fengyi seemed to be unconscious, and her expression was numb.

The big merchant ship that was supposed to set sail last night had not yet left the port, and a few fierce-eyed businessmen came to the ship, exploring all over the cabin. The ship's boss secretly took them from the gangway to the bottom of the warehouse, and left through the narrow cargo passage, telling him that as long as Ziyu Ling was with him, someone would help him. They hid in the warehouse and spent the night listening to all kinds of chaotic footsteps. At dawn the next day, there seemed to be a new arrival at the door of the cargo hold. As soon as the purple jade order was revealed, the boatman bowed in shock, and took them to a small passenger boat moored in the corner, and there was no one else except the captain in charge.

After a long time, the boatman personally brought some melons, fruits, and dry food for them to eat, and also instructed the captain to keep an eye on the small passenger ship during the day, and set off again at night. The lean captain's eyes were like torches: "The orders of the head of Chu, you can rest assured." ”