A Sword of Frost

Yun Yifeng's wrist slightly flipped, and the Feijian sword flew from the cymbals on the table. Li Ye saw a cold light flashing in front of him, but before he reacted, what happened, a long sword was erected on his shoulder-yes It was really long and sharp, shining blue faint light.

Toxic, to die!

King Pingle rolled his eyes and was about to faint, but Yun Yifeng kicked a chair in the past, just holding him, and screamed angrily: "Say!"

Li Yan was so scared that he was so excited that he was sober again in an unconscious attempt. Seeing that he could not escape, he had to tremble and tremble: "The 80% is a magic spell of the tribe, and the fingers of the deceased were cut in order to sacrifice evil spirits."

Yun Yifeng wondered: "Spell?"

Li Xuan touched his neck with some worries and determined that his head was still there before he continued: "The Yang family has become more and more evil in the past two years. I went to Wangcheng this time. I didn't plan to come back again. It's too scary. "

In these years, even under the protection of the Yang family, Li Zhi lived a seemingly stable life, but he also often carried a heart. The group headed by their relatives at the time had a rebellious heart! Although Father Huang didn't have time to clean it up, is that Brother Huang a fuel-efficient lamp? If Yang's family is more stable, if he is still dead and eager to move, then he will sooner or later lose his head together.

Yun Yifeng asked him: "As soon as the emperor found the secret map of Zichuan, the king of Pingle came to the city with great speed. Where did he receive the news?"

"I said it myself, maybe for intimidation, so that I could only cling to him." Li Yan said, "I was wondering what to do, and the Westerners came with blood Ganoderma."

In fact, he wasn't so well talked about, but the group of people who went in and out of Yangfu a few months ago was a thought. It is said that it is the aftermath of the Red Raven religion. Once the Red Raven religion is related to the cult, where can we live in peace? So now he rolled up Bao Bao and hid it softly, and fled to Wang Cheng.

"Red Crow Teaching?" Yun Yifeng frowned. Previously, at the Shiba Shanzhuang, the Xu family had a relationship with the Red Crow Teaching, but it turned out to be just a guise. Why is it suddenly popping up now?

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with it." Li Xun vowed, "I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Those people often wore weird outfits in the middle of the night, and vaguely mentioned what grievances and sacrifices were scary. "

Yun Yifeng asked, "Is that Pingle Wangxin?"

Li Yong patted his thigh: "Of course I don't believe it! Reading a curse can rain and kill people and get promoted, isn't it nonsense?"

Yun Yifeng continued: "Why is there any reason to believe that?"

Li Yan: "..."

Li Xuan frowned: "But I did raise them in the house, maybe for another purpose."

Yun Yifeng hit the table: "I only know these?"

Li Yan nodded quickly: "Yes!"

"I don't ask Pingle Wang to be able to tell me everything I want, but it is best to ensure that every sentence is true." Yun Yifeng reminded him, "Otherwise- "

"I know the rules of the rivers and lakes!" Li Kun interrupted him, raised his right hand again, and fisted, "Swear!"

Yun Yifeng went out with a sword and went to Ji Yanran.

Everyone was still in the studio. Due to the large number of corpses, they also opened a few other partial rooms before they were resettled. According to the autopsy results of the masterpiece, all of them died last night. Like Yang Xiaoduo, they were killed by extremely professional killers. However, no gold or silver money was found in Yangfu. There were no signs of turning in the owner's bedroom and account room. Everything seemed to have been arranged by Yang Boqing. Before Li Yan started, he fled. As for why the people in the middle of the government were slaughtered, maybe he was worried about what some of them had heard, or he was deliberately trying to create panic. After all, the deceased was cut off with his index finger. Meaningless but uniform measures can only remind people of cults.

Wan Pinghai said: "To sacrifice the gods with the flesh is indeed like a Red Crow sect. But this group of people has been relying on their mouths to deceive the people and make the sacrifices willing to sacrifice themselves. Over the precedent of hiring others. "

"Cult teachings are all for the benefit of the cult, and it is not strange to see new rules after a few years." Yun Yifeng said, "Yang Boqing is old-fashioned and sly. He will certainly not be fooled by cults, but only use cults to deceive others.

More than thirty lives were said to be gone, and they were not too weird and weird. The people in the city did not know the truth, and they all guessed at the ghosts and evil spirits. They were so timid that they did not even dare to sleep. The people in the house also felt uncomfortable. Wan Pinghai lay for less than half an hour and went to the study again. Yun Yifeng listened to the sound of footsteps from the courtyard, poured a calming drink, and whispered, "Have a break."

"Brother Huang and I are still too late." Ji Yanran sighed. "Unexpectedly, Yang Boqing would be frustrated."

"The Great Plains and Yang Fu have always been stared at by the emperor. Wang Ye has never intervened, and now he does not have to take the blame on himself." Yun Yifeng stood behind him, rubbing his temples. The place where the Yang family fled was the desert in the northwest, and they would not be reconciled to this. In the future, they will always find an opportunity to avenge the dead soul today. "

"I have allocated 2,000 soldiers and horses from Chisongling to guard the Great Plains City in case of another incident." Ji Yanran held the thin white hand. "It's almost dawn, I will take you back to your room to rest. "

Although he had fought on the battlefield for many years, he was accustomed to the scene of life and death, but that was for the soldiers. Once the piled bones were replaced by innocent people, remembering the tragic blood dripping from the courtyard, I still felt that a sharp blade was stirring in the brain, and there was a blue vein on my arm. After watching Yun Yifeng fall asleep, he returned to his room. He planned to go to Wan Pinghai for a while, but just fell asleep, but the bed account was opened.

"... Yuner?"

Master Yunmen held the pillow and explained, "The king of Pingle just came to my room and said that he was scared and couldn't sleep." So I came, very reasonable.

The pyjamas were thin, and Ji Yanran pulled the quilt and wrapped him in his arms.

The bed tent drooped again, and was blown up again by the wind, covering only half a minute kiss.

The beds in the government room were small and could barely squeeze together. Yun Yi wind was not honest, and touched it for a long time in the pillow. Finally, he pulled out a small white porcelain jar, and after unscrewing it, he had a nice cool flower fragrance.

Ji Yanran smoothed out his cold ink for him: "Worried about me?"

"I'm naturally worried about Wang." Yun Yifeng braced himself to sit up a bit, dipped his ointment with his index finger, and rubbed his temples. "Have a good night's rest, don't think about anything outside."

This scene is familiar, like the night when he returned to Star City, half of a red candle was burning on the bedside, and the fragrance of jasmine was scattered in the air. He lay on his bedside, and his white coat was hanging down. The ink poured, like a flower blooming in the silent night.

Yun Yifeng leaned over and blocked the beating light on the table for him, leaving only a hazy shadow.

Under the action of the ointment, the tight body was finally relaxed, the eyelids were pressed down, and they unknowingly lay together.

Yun Yifeng set the medicine jar aside and slept with him.

This is the first time the two have slept with each other. Although there is no poem and wine of Xueyuefenghua, they have the warmth and practicality of relying on each other. Naturally, it would be better if there were no murders, no killings, no injuries and poison.

Yun Yifeng thought so and hugged him tighter.

Xiaoxiao's cold autumn night rain covered the whole city.

...

Jiang Lingfei did not chase the group of Western businessmen. He only found the abandoned wooden cabinets and carriages on the side of the road, asked the people around him, and did not ask for any useful information. After all, strangers are the most indispensable in the official way. Coupled with the rugged terrain and easy-handling methods, I am afraid that I don't know where to escape.

Wan Pinghai was basically busy with the aftermath, and the incident was written into a zigzag, and he was rushed to Wangcheng for 800 miles. The dispatched garrison also arrived, and the people saw a black squadron of officers and soldiers, and finally felt a little more secure. They were eagerly waiting for His Royal Highness Xiao to send troops to the desert after returning to Yancheng. .

Li Xing's experience was both fortunate and frightened, thinking that he was lucky to run fast, otherwise, even if he didn't die this time, he would have been tied to the desert as a puppet, where can he have a good life? He sat in the carriage, boasting utterly: "If I have a future life, I will not vote for this royal fetus. It is good to be the richest son of the richest man, and he fights in a bird cage every day."

Yun Yifeng lifted his eyelids: "The richest man will come when he comes, but Pingle Wang will arrange it for himself."

Hey, hey, he ca n’t be the richest man. It ’s also very good to get the first sect of Jianghu, such as Jiang Shaoxia, rich and prestigious. He thought wistfully, and opened the curtain to look out again: "It will be a short while to get to Yancheng. I heard that the scenery there is extremely magnificent, the sunset over the lonely river in the desert, did the Lord of the Cloud Gate have been there before?"

"No." Yun Yifeng put down the book. "I'm not in good shape. Before I met Wang Ye, I spent most of my time at the door."

"Then you have to take a good look this time. It is the most beautiful time in the autumn." Li Yan moved to sit next to him and comforted him. "As for the blood ganoderma, I can certainly find it. I look for my Westerner. It ’s not like the big gangsters, and the attitude is very sincere. Maybe something happened in the tribe. I want to ask the 7th brother for help. Hey, there ’s no blood ganoderma, let ’s detoxify and go back to Wangcheng. You can rejoice and get married! "

He buzzed and Yun Yifeng laughed, "Then ... borrow Pingle Wang Jiyan."

After walking for more than a month, I finally arrived at Northwest Yancheng in the afternoon.

The desolate and magnificent city walls that have been blown by the wind for hundreds of years are mottled and fall off, and the sky is rolling with black clouds.

In the distance, the sounds of the flute and Hu Qin came faintly.

Yunmen said with regret: "Hey, unfortunately I didn't bring Feng Qiwu." 2k novel reading network