The rice paddies are magnificent, the scenery on the clouds

At that time, there will be a dead silence in the air, so quiet that it is scary and suffocating!

"...Situ Jiu just mentioned the emperor's blood. Could it be that the third young master is also for the emperor's blood on me?" Feng Xuanlang's calm tone echoed in the stagnant air.

Xiu Qianmo didn't say a word, just stood there quietly, her beautiful eyes avoided Feng Xuanlang's gaze.Silence means acquiescence, he does not refute, and he does not refute!It seemed that the sound of fighting around them had long been cut off by the two of them.At this moment, the years are silent, scary, and overwhelming!

Feng Xuanlang's persistent heart was instantly defeated in Xiu Qianmo's silence.There was no excuse at all, just standing there quietly like this.In the end, Feng Xuanlang turned around resolutely and walked away.

Looking at Feng Xuanlang's leaving back, Xiu Qianmo's heart suddenly felt so painful. It has never been so painful for hundreds of years. The scar, Xiu Qianmo has never been so painful.

In the dark, there is a kind of constant involvement, which draws Xiu Qianmo's feelings for Feng Xuanlang deeper and deeper. Perhaps, from the moment he meets Feng Xuanlang, the relationship between hunter and prey becomes more and more serious. Already quietly changed.At this time, who is the hunter, who is the prey, and who can tell clearly?

After nearly a day, from setting up the formation to killing the monsters, the vulture clan who were doing evil inside and outside Yingzhou City were all beheaded by Feng Xuanlang and others, Xiu Qianmo and others.Since then, the people in the city ushered in a peaceful life.

At this time, Xiu Qianmo and Bai Xiaosheng came to the cave where Situ Jiu and the others hid before, looking at the place where Situ Jiu stayed, Xiu Qianmo's face could not get rid of the gloom.Bai Xiaosheng reported behind him: "Returning to the young master, when killing the vulture clan, the vulture clan would rather die than tell how to escape from the wild land in the northwest. This subordinate is incompetent. Please forgive me, young master." !"

"I can't blame you. Situ Jiu is insidious and cunning. He can even abandon his own people and run away alone. What else can he not do?" Xiu Qianmo said quietly.

"Young master, now that Situ Jiu has learned that Mr. Lang has the blood of the emperor, and Luo Hutian has also sent news that Hu Qianqiu and others are also ready to make a move. Young master, we must act first!" Bai Xiaosheng wisely suggested .

"Your worry, I understand, don't worry, I have my own measure! Order down, pay close attention to Hu Qianqiu, and find out where Situ Jiu is. Before Situ Jiu fled, I saw a teleportation talisman, and he was able to escape from the northwest In the wild land of the Ministry, and as a minion in Yingzhou City, there must be an accomplice! Find that accomplice!"

"I obey!" Bai Xiaosheng knelt down and said respectfully, then left immediately.

That night, Song Liangyin celebrated Feng Xuanlang and others at the Bailu Pavilion in the center of the city in front of the people of the city.It's just that among these people, Xiu Qianmo was the only one missing!Duan Anling asked curiously: "Brother Xuanlang, where did brother Yunmo go?"

"I don't know!" Feng Xuanlang poured a glass of wine and drank it down.The entrance is sour and mellow, not sangluo wine, but green plum wine.Really, why do you have to think of something related to him even after drinking?Feng Xuanlang was restless, he stood up and left the Bailu Pavilion.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng!" Originally, some visitors and people who came to thank Mr. Feng and witnessed these benefactors who saved them from the catastrophe all wanted to catch up to express their gratitude.However, Song Liangyin stepped forward wittily, stopped these people, and then said: "Hey, it's all my fault. You let Mr. Feng drink too much wine. Mr. Feng is too strong to drink. Now go down and rest. I will punish myself with three cups!"

"Okay, drink!"

"Let's drink with your lord and all the benefactors!"

"Thank you, my lord, thank you all the immortals!"

The people all returned to their seats one after another, and had a drink with Song Liangyin.But only Duan Anling, Shen Shi, He Yun, and Liu Qing were worried about Feng Xuanlang's performance. They walked all the way, a group of people fought and made trouble, and they almost never met Feng Xuanlang like this. I thought in unison that something might be wrong.

The way down was very lively. Although the road was bustling with lights and festoons, it did not affect Feng Xuanlang's lost mood at all.Cleverly avoiding the scrutiny of some people (I can't help it, after all, Feng Xuanlang is now famous in Yingzhou City, and the aura of dominating the world in Bailu Pavilion is really hard to forget), Feng Xuan Lang came to the river bank next to the stone bridge, and saw some common people squatting there, putting the folded white paper boat on the river, and let the small paper boat go down the river.And facing those little paper boats, closed their eyes and mourned silently.

"What are they doing?" Feng Xuanlang couldn't help muttering.

"These villagers are the parents whose newborn children were taken away by the vulture clan. Now that the real culprits are gone, they are praying for the dead children's paper. You can take some white paper from the gazebo above and fold it Small paper boat, and write the child's name in the small paper boat, praying for the child to enter reincarnation smoothly after death, and reincarnate well!" Feng Xuanlang's body froze immediately when he heard this, and he couldn't help clenching his hands.

Xiu Qianmo walked over from behind Feng Xuanlang, holding two folded small paper boats in his hand.

"Come on, let's pray for the lost child together!" Xiu Qianmo came to Feng Xuanlang's side, immediately grabbed Feng Xuanlang's hand, and walked towards the river.

However, Feng Xuanlang stopped where he was, and the hand that was held by Xiu Qianmo also shook off Xiu Qianmo's hand without hesitation, and then walked towards the gazebo.Looking at Feng Xuanlang who threw off his hand, a trace of loneliness flashed across Xiu Qianmo's peerless face, then he took a deep breath and shouted to Feng Xuanlang: "Wait for me!" and followed immediately.

I saw Feng Xuanlang came to the gazebo, took a blank piece of paper from the table, and built the paper boat by himself.Xiu Qianmo also followed, and quietly watched Feng Xuanlang fold the boat.After folding the small paper boat, Feng Xuanlang wrote "To the son of the deceased Yingzhou" on it.

Just when Xiu Qianmo subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to hold Feng Xuanlang's hand, Feng Xuanlang walked away ignoring it, and said with a blank face: "Third young master, if you have something to say, talk about it, it's not okay to talk like this. good!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Xuanlang took the small paper boat, walked down the gazebo by himself, and walked to the river bank.Xiu Qianmo shook his head, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and followed him again.The two came to the bank of the river, squatted down together, put the small paper boats on the river, pushed them gently, and let them go down with the current, then they closed their eyes together and prayed sincerely.

After a while, Feng Xuanlang opened his eyes, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.Xiu Qianmo immediately chased after him, stood in front of Feng Xuanlang, held Feng Xuanlang's shoulders tightly, tried to calm himself down, and asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Feng Xuanlang said indifferently: "Why did the third young master come here with a sense of elegance? Why, do you want to attack me?"

"Xuan Lang!" Xiu Qianmo's voice suddenly increased a lot, "Why do you insist on talking to me in this tone?"

Feng Xuanlang wanted to laugh, "You are Young Master Linghu, there is nothing wrong with me calling you that, right? There is nothing wrong with you approaching me for the sake of my emperor's blood, right? Now that everything is out, three Young master, there is no need to hide it anymore, right?"

"Xuan Lang, I..." Xiu Qianmo was really in a hurry, he who had long been accustomed to the calm and clear wind, unexpectedly became at a loss at this moment.Everything Feng Xuanlang said is true. Indeed, he is the master of Qianmo, the master of Linghu, and he has indeed concealed his identity. The reason why he approached Feng Xuanlang at the beginning was entirely for the blood of the emperor.What Feng Xuanlang said was correct, every single word was like a sharp knife, mercilessly hitting Xiu Qianmo's guilt-ridden heart.

Feng Xuanlang's face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes. Facing this Xiu Qianmo, the intimacy and tenderness of the past completely disappeared at this moment.Xiu Qianmo wanted to know what kind of despair it was that made Feng Xuanlang completely ruthless towards him now.

Feng Xuanlang gently raised his hand, and his tone was so calm that Xiu Qianmo panicked, "Let's do it! The emperor's blood, you can take as much as you want, if I live up to the painstaking efforts and time that the three young masters have spent on me these years, I will really I can't bear it!"

"Feng Xuanlang! Do you really want to do this?" Xiu Qianmo was really driven crazy, and shouted: "Yes, I admit that I approached you for those impure and shameful purposes, but Later, I found out that I really, really couldn't do anything anymore, Feng Xuanlang, I know I lied to you, and I deserve to die, but I really hope that if you want to kill me, I will do whatever you want, I have no complaints, I just beg you, don't talk to me in such a weird way, I really can't stand it!"

"Hehe!" Looking at Xiu Qianmo who was in a panic in front of him, Feng Xuanlang suddenly showed sarcasm, "What's wrong with the third young master? I didn't do anything to you either? I can't speak, and it really annoyed the third young master. He deserves death! However, the stories told by the third young master are indeed pleasing to the ears, but I am not blessed to enjoy them."

"Enough!" Xiu Qianmo hugged Feng Xuanlang, and immediately turned into a stream of light, flew to Song Liangyin's mansion, and came to Feng Xuanlang's room.As the door and windows of the room were closed with a bang, Xiu Qianmo pressed Feng Xuanlang firmly on the bed, stretched out his hands to Feng Xuanlang's belt, ripped it open, and ripped off Feng Xuanlang's coat.

"Xiu Qianmo, what are you doing!" Feng Xuanlang said angrily.

"Didn't you say that you belong to me? Your heart, your body! Tonight, the palace wants you to fulfill your commitment!" After finishing speaking, Xiu Qianmo tore off Feng Xuanlang's underclothes. , Feng Xuanlang's upper body was once again exposed in front of Xiu Qianmo.Just when Xiu Qianmo stretched his claws towards Feng Xuanlang's underpants, Feng Xuanlang gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"Xiu Qianmo, don't force me to hate you!"

After Feng Xuan finished speaking, Xiu Qianmo's movements froze instantly, and his slender hands stopped in the air.