Huamo

Chapter 171

"Didn't the Gongsun family exterminate the family? Could it be true?!"

"Just kidding, didn't you just say that Jin Ziyi was kidnapped by Su Muxi 20 years ago?"

Feng Feihuan's face was like a frozen sculpture, staring at Li Jinsha who was blocking his mask from Yinggong and the others, his eyes turned to Yinggong: "What did you say...he...is Ziyi?"

Li Jinsha took advantage of the fact that everyone was in a daze, and simply moved his dantian with luck, and flicked his whip mercilessly. The huge zhenqi shook Pingying's top, forcing everyone to back up again and again, and then grabbed Feng Feihuan Fly away.

When everyone was forced to retreat by the powerful qi, Ying Gong also gritted his teeth and flew after him, but he didn't notice that someone under Pingying also jumped out suddenly, and a woman beside him was surprised call.

But when everyone came back to their senses, they saw that Pingyingding was empty and desolate, and a trace was cracked in the middle, which went deep into the ravine.

But looking at the sky and the earth, there is no trace of those three people.

Li Jinsha took Feng Feihuan all the way down the mountain, but in the end he couldn't match the stamina of the impulsive internal force just now, and the wound he escaped from the palace hadn't healed, so he stumbled to a stop in the forest.

Feng Feihuan clutched the blood on his arm and panted heavily, but when he was about to open his mouth, he saw the woods turbulent, swaying as if about to overturn, the next moment Yinggong came to the two of them, raised his sword and looked at it with a complicated expression. them.

"Ziyi, it's you."

Lifting off the mask and hood, revealing that fair face, the side of the face soaked in cold sweat was covered with scattered blue hair, covering up the tear mole at the corner of the eye.

Li Jinsha didn't say a word, but pointed the long whip at him, and said with a sneer, "Is this the mission Jinting gave you this time?"

"It's just an accidental discovery." Ying Gong looked at Feng Feihuan coldly.

Feng Feihuan embraced the wound on his arm, still looking at the two of them in disbelief and said, "What's going on——Li Jinsha, are you really Jin Ziyi?"

"Jin Ziyi is dead." Li Jinsha said.

"Ziyi is not dead!" Feng Feihuan retorted loudly: "If Su Muxi wanted him to die, he would have already been on fire..."

"I said dead is dead!!!"

Li Jinsha roared, tears fell down unexpectedly, his eyes were filled with countless complex emotions, the sadness of wandering, the desolation of clear life experience, the complex and subtle pain, shocking people's hearts.

He looked at Feng Feihuan and laughed with the corners of his mouth pulled, as if he was telling an absurd story: "He died a long time ago, the day he was sold into the palace, he died..."

Feng Feihuan looked at him out of control in amazement, took a step forward, stretched out her hand but did nothing, but could only subconsciously call the name of the only blood relative in the world: "Ziyi..."

"Now there is only Li Jinsha, and there is no Jin Ziyi." Li Jinsha laughed, his eyes filled with the deepest sorrow; "but soon, there will be no more Li Jinsha in the world."

Under the Xiao Xiao forest, it suddenly sounded like a bird singing from outside the sky, the sharp sound pierced the sky, followed by a sudden surprise attack, which made Ying Gong unable to dodge in time and injured his left shoulder.

"Who?!"

The black cloak is like a cloud, the silent and terrifying arrival is the best cover.

He slowly walked out of the dense forest behind Li Jinsha, stepping on the fragrant spring mud, as if a meeting seemed like a world away, after billions of raindrops fell on Bianling.

Li Jinsha turned his head slowly, and when he saw him, it was as if time was frozen, at this moment in this life.

The cloak was taken off and thrown beside the tree, revealing the face engraved on his heart seven years ago, with a plausible smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up coquettishly, as if he was chic and suave, laughing and cursing on weekdays, Bitter and affectionate: "Dead monster, so you are going to abandon my young master and go alone?"

Li Jinsha looked at him and wanted to nod cruelly, but was stubbornly suppressed by a stubborn thought, and finally controlled by the thought that penetrated into the soul, slowly shaking his head.

Gongsun Lu stepped forward, as if he was suppressing the torrent of thoughts—the thing that gushed out from the soul and flowed through the limbs and bones turned into raised arms, as if trying to hug the other party tightly to suffocation, but After all, it is to gently embrace the other party into his arms, like a treasure that is afraid of breaking if squeezed.

"Gongsun Lu...you...are not dead." Feng Feihuan looked at him in astonishment, already speechless in shock.

Gongsun Lu gently stroked the hair of the man in his arms, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at the Eagle Palace in front of him: "I heard what you should listen to. Go back and tell your adoptive father, if he comes to cause trouble, we will start a war at any time."

Ying Gong looked at them silently, without saying a word, then unexpectedly withdrew his sword, and then flew away.

When the leaves fall, the wind blows up, and the gathering in the whole place is complete.

【Pingyingding】

A turmoil swept away like the wind, and leaves were devastated.

As if they haven't figured out the intricate reasoning and relationship, everyone is still caught in the noisy discussion, but now there is no time to wait, the position of the leader is still empty and needs to be confirmed urgently.

"In my opinion, people from both sides of Su Muxi and Jinting should not be completely trusted." Wei Ci sighed.

"That's true. The poor nun feels that the evil deeds of Su Muxi back then are indeed true. Now the disciples of the Kongyan Sect have all fallen into his control, and the people under the Jin court also have ulterior motives. I'm afraid they want to use the martial arts Get rid of dissidents."

"We run our own home, don't let those people mix it up." Fu Chengchuan also said angrily.

Zhong Lige looked at him with a cold snort: "You were the one who had the most lively fight just now."

The abbot coughed twice and began to preside over the overall situation: "In my opinion, right now the leader of the alliance is the hero Ming Feng who has the most outstanding martial arts skills, and he is also popular for his chivalry. Why not let the hero Ming Feng preside over the overall situation of the martial arts?" ?”

"My village master has no objection." Tie Yunnong raised his hands in agreement.

Seeing this, everyone agreed one after another, so they came and went again and again. Although there were many turmoil in the martial arts conference, the candidate for the position of the leader was finally determined.

Yun Li stood there blankly waiting for Lian Heng to come back, but his calm eyes concealed turbulent waves, his palms turned cold, and his body became stiff, until the people on top of Pingying almost dispersed, and Lian Heng was seen intact Landed without damage.

"Master, Uncle Mo." Lian Heng smiled.

Yun Li didn't say a word, walked towards Lian Heng quickly without thinking, and bumped into Lian Heng's arms directly, and his heart was settled. Now he is more afraid of this kind of temporary farewell than ever before. , perhaps having experienced life and death, his heart was cut like a knife, and he could no longer bear the second time.

"I'm fine, it's just that he ran away." Lian Heng hurriedly hugged Yun Li tightly to comfort him, stroking his trembling body with warm palms.

"Master, what should we do next?" Mo Qiaozhi asked.

"Go back to Lefeng Bank first." Lian Heng hugged the silent Yun Li while talking, and he looked at the rather docile person in his arms and laughed, "What do you think, Master?"

Yun Li subconsciously buried his head in the opponent's shoulder, and said sullenly, "We'll go back to the Western Regions when things on Ming Feng's side settle down."

"Okay, then let's go." Lian Heng said, and flew away with Yun Li in his arms.

【Lefeng Bank】

Coming back from the south of Minshan Mountain, Yang Hong walked slowly along the street all the way back to Lefeng Bank. As soon as he opened the door of the South Hall, he saw Feng Feihuan sitting quietly at the table outside the hall, with several cups of tea on the table. , but only him.

"Where is Lier?"

"Hezi is in Wen Ningju." Feng Feihuan took a sip of tea calmly, then picked up the teapot and poured her a cup as well.He looked at this capable woman, and knew that she was also secretly observing everything in the dense forest in the south of Bumin Mountain just now, partly because of her awareness, the Eagle Palace left so quickly.

Yang Hong nodded, sat down to take the cup, and joked, "Thank you Thief Saint."

Feng Fei smiled happily: "Boss Yang Hong is polite, we should have met before."

"It's good to be called Hongjie. I remember that you came to Lihong Pavilion to flirt with flowers, and then you turned around and stole the golden hairpin from Chen Zuqian's house to please the oiran of Lihong Pavilion." Yang Hong said clearly.She has been in charge of Lihong Pavilion for 20 years, and has worked hard in the bustling market of Bianling for many years.

"It's rare for Sister Hong to remember." Feng Feihuan turned to ask, "May I ask what is the relationship between Sister Hong and Gongsun Lu?"

"It's just the female guard of Lu'er's mother. Now that Gongsun Jing has fallen, I'm here to pick him up and return to the Huns."

Feng Feihuan was stunned: "I heard before that Gongsun Lu's mother died long ago?"

"Of course, there is a story with Gongsun Jing in the middle," Yang Hong raised her eyebrows: "But since the old fox is dead, let's not talk about it."

Upon hearing this, Feng Feihuan guessed that it must be a secret fight between the Gongsun royal family, so she didn't ask any further questions.He didn't know what was going on with the Xiongnu, but hearing what the other party said, Li Jinsha must have gone back with Gongsun Lu, so he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.

Seeing his hesitation, Yang Hong smiled and said, "Don't worry about the thieves. The news from the Huns has not arrived yet, and there is no way to know when to go back. You have to evade in the Western Regions. You can't stay here anymore if you think about it." , besides, my younger brother is going to leave with others, why not just come with us."

Feng Feihuan smiled wryly when he heard this: "He doesn't recognize himself as Jin Ziyi at all, so how could he recognize me as an elder brother?"

"After living for more than 20 years, suddenly there is a father and a brother. Even Lu'er, who is so heartless, can't accept it immediately, let alone him?" Yang Hong spread his hands openly.

"That's true." Feng Feihuan said helplessly.

"Then what about Phoenix Robber Saint? Will you come with us?"

"Now that the Jin court is in power, it is impossible to go to North China and Central China, and the southern rebel army is approaching to confront it. It seems that Jiangnan can't stay here anymore. It seems that only the Western Regions are safer and have a wider retreat. Naturally, we have to go all the way."

"Okay! But Thief Saint is all about this