Tread thousands of dust

The dark guard rushed into the manjing pond in a hurry.

"Alliance!"

Mo Fengyi frowned and turned back, "Why are you in such a panic?"

"It's Miss... Miss!"

Mo Fengyi looked worried, and said coldly: "Speak clearly."

The dark guard was startled, and said in a deep voice: "Miss, she...killed Mr. Mingcha."

Mo Fengyi stood up suddenly, and the cup was instantly crushed by him.

"say clearly!"

"Miss, she...she stabbed Mr. Mingcha to death with a sword, and he just...he died in the hall!"

Mo Fengyi closed his eyes fiercely, then opened them.

Hou Ke was already stunned: "How is it possible... how could member Dai Hui die on Pan Xiaotai?"

Mo Fengyi just thought, how could Ling Ziming kill someone?

Don't you know what she is like?

Mo Feng said coldly: "Let's go back immediately."

The dark guard responded and prepared to go out.

"Wait." Mo Fengyi suddenly stopped him.

Mo Fengyi asked again: "Did this happen yesterday? Has it spread?"

The dark guard said: "It was yesterday, we sent the letter the fastest, and Chongyu Villa probably hasn't received any news yet."

Mo Fengyi managed to calm down, and couldn't help but feel relieved that the quick-response subordinates saved a lot of trouble.

"Very good, you guys remember to avoid the limelight, it's impossible to hide this matter." Mo Feng thought for a while and said, "Where's Pei Zhixu?"

The secret guard said: "Mr. Changmao ordered us to come and report to the lord quickly. He should still be dealing with the funeral at Pan Xiaotai."

Mo Fengyi nodded and waved his hand to let him go.

Hua Qianzi worried: "Why would Zi Ming attack Dai Hui?"

Mo Fengyi shook his head lightly and said, "I'll find out when I go back."

Xun Can asked curiously, "What happened?"

Mo Fengyi sighed: "Get ready to go back first, and I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?" Cong Zhenyi asked.

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "There are some things in the alliance that I need to deal with."

"It must be something urgent." Cong Zhenyi sighed, "That's right, you have been here for so long, and you see those subordinates coming in and out every day, but I have never seen you so anxious."

"Yes, it's very important." Mo Fengyi cupped his hands and said, "I must go back immediately."

Cong Zhenyi was a little worried: "Well, don't delay."

"I haven't even thanked you for your careful care of Songli during this time." Mo Fengyi apologized.

Cong Zhenyi shook his head: "Thank you for this and that, but you are thanking me every day."

"It should." Mo Fengyi forced a smile, but he still couldn't stop the coldness between his brows.

"Forget it, your mind is no longer in Manjingtang." Cong Zhenyi smiled.

Mo Fengyi bowed again, turned and left.

Pan Xiaotai.

Mo Feng took a few steps at a time, and rushed into the door as if flying.

Pei Zhixu was taken aback when he saw him, this man came back so quickly.

"Where's Zi Ming?" Mo Fengyi asked directly.

Pei Zhixu endured it and said, "Shouldn't you ask Dai Hui first?"

"He's dead and ask him what he's doing?"

Pei Zhixu said helplessly, "I only ask after I'm dead."

"He's not my sister." Mo Feng said impatiently, "I'll go find Zi Ming."

Pei Zhixu stopped him and said, "The important thing now is not her."

Mo Fengyi paused, and said coldly: "To me, the only important thing is her."

Pei Zhixu's eyes flickered slightly, so he had no choice but to move away and said, "The pavilion at the back mountain."

"Thank you for taking care of me during this time." Mo Fengyi left quickly after leaving only one sentence.

Ling Ziming wrapped her arms around her knees, hugged herself, and curled up in a small corner.

Mo Fengyi slowly approached, and the moment he saw the girl, he suddenly remembered the time when Mo Xian had just brought Ling Ziming back to Pan Xiaotai.

At that time, Ling Ziming had a drowsy fever for almost a month due to drowning. After the fever finally subsided, because Pan Xiaotai was too big and strange to her, Ling Ziming sat on the bed for a long time. I use this position on the bed to protect myself, subconsciously wanting to shield everything from the outside world.

Back then, Mo Fengyi was still a demon king in the world, and no one was uncomfortable, even if someone like Hua Qianzi was not pleasing to his eyes, only Ling Ziming was the only one.When he saw Ling Ziming, he just said with emotion, what a beautiful girl.

Ling Ziming avoided him like a snake and a scorpion. The little girl hid herself in the quilt. Mo Fengyi had never been so disgusted by others, so she felt extremely uncomfortable and asked her angrily:

"Aren't you okay? Why ignore me"

Ling Ziming carefully poked his head out from under the quilt, blinking his bright eyes at a loss.

"Big brother... where is this?"

The girl's voice was soft and low, and Mo Fengyi couldn't bear to get angry with her all of a sudden, so he said happily: "This is my home, and it will be your home in the future."

Ling Ziming was still puzzled, and asked tremblingly: "...I have a family, my parents..."

At that time, Mo Fengyi already understood how important life and death are. He heard from Mo Xian that Ling Ziming's parents were dead, so he said with an attitude that he couldn't make his little sister sad, "They won't come."

Ling Ziming still didn't understand, and wanted to ask again.

Mo Fengyi didn't give her this chance. He was impatient, so he said annoyedly: "They... Daddy said they are gone, just... just..."

A half-grown child doesn't know how to explain it, but Ling Ziming is very smart, she knows everything.

Tears fell silently, and Mo Feng panicked.

"Hey, don't cry, daddy is going to scold me, hey! It's not like he's not here anymore." Mo Fengyi was in a hurry and didn't know what to say, "Yes, I will pay you back. I am your brother, you Parents are gone, I am still here, I will protect you, don't cry."

Ling Ziming blinked her big eyes, with warm water vapor in her eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse from crying.

"brother"

Mo Fengyi poked his waist and said fiercely: "Yes, brother, not big brother."

Ling Ziming blinked, tears still remained on her little face, she didn't know the difference.

Ling Ziming hugged herself and almost fell asleep, Mo Fengyi shook his head helplessly, this girl always does this.

Mo Fengyi walked over, took off his cloak and wrapped it around Ling Ziming, and took her into his arms to keep warm.

Ling Ziming was startled, and suddenly raised his head.

"elder brother....."

"En." Mo Feng said in a different voice, "I'm back."

Ling Ziming forced a smile: "It's so fast."

"Not fast enough."

Mo Fengyi touched her cold hand, sighed for a moment, and wrapped her tightly.

"It was midsummer when I left, and it's almost winter, why don't you know how to add more clothes?" Mo Fengyi complained.

Ling Ziming just twitched the corners of his mouth and looked him up and down: "Aren't you too?"

Mo Fengyi tightened his arms, and Ling Ziming leaned on his shoulders, finally letting go of all his defenses.

"Is there nothing to ask?" Ling Ziming closed his eyes and asked in a low voice.

Hearing Mo Fengyi's strong heartbeat, she immediately stopped worrying about anything, and the man's steady voice came from above her head.

"The only thing I'm dissatisfied with is that you shouldn't do it yourself." Mo Fengyi said indifferently, "Is there not enough people in Pan Xiaotai?"

Ling Ziming said wearily: "I don't want to kill him."

Mo Fengyi lazily said: "It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, I just want to know why you..."

"I've played a trick on him." Ling Ziming obviously felt the warm embrace stiffen, and then quickly relaxed unnaturally. She smiled wryly, "I can't control myself at all."

Mo Fengyi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, but he guessed right.

It is impossible for Ling Ziming to kill the owner of Chongyu Villa indiscriminately. For so many years, it is because of his identity that he has endured wearing emblems. How could Ling Ziming disregard feelings?

So there is only one assumption, that Ling Ziming has lost control.

Mo Fengyi just asked: "Is there anything uncomfortable now?"

Ling Ziming shook his head: "Only the chest hurts at the moment of the Gu, but nothing after that."

Mo Fengyi frowned slightly and said, "How can you be sure that you are playing a Gu?"

When Ling Ziming closed her eyes, Dai Huiyuan's face turned pale. She was really terrified, but she still said: "Because when I stabbed him with the sword, he didn't hide at all, and completely lost his mind."

"Why... are you irritated by him?"

"Yes..." Ling Ziming's pale face finally began to turn red, "He is so annoying."

Mo Feng smiled so that his chest trembled slightly: "It's annoying."

"Did you fly back? It took two days." Ling Ziming lazily put the weight on him, "Is Songli better?"

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "Songli is back too, of course I have to fly, otherwise I'm afraid my girl will miss me too much."

Ling Ziming narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's not because I asked you to come back."

"Yes, it's because I want to look down on you, and I have to come back." Mo Fengyi smiled and smoothed Shun Ling Ziming's hair.

Ling Ziming suddenly said in a deep voice: "Did they make things difficult for you?"

"what?"

Ling Ziming said softly: "I killed the owner of Chongyu Mountain Villa, and the world will soon come to crusade against you."

"So what?" Mo Fengyi said indifferently, "Mr. Dai Hui has made a lot of enemies on weekdays. Maybe those people really want him to die."

Ling Ziming was afraid in his heart, and worried: "They know my identity, maybe they won't think about it."

"They won't know."

"Brother, I've already cast a Gu." Ling Ziming's eyes fell on his palm, "I can no longer control the Gu poison. What's more, his subordinates have also seen it."

Mo Feng was very dissatisfied and said: "Don't worry about this."

"Brother, Wen Yumeng must give them an explanation."

Mo Feng paused, a little unhappy: "Who gave you an explanation?"

Ling Ziming broke free from his arms, looked at him and said, "I killed member Dai Hui."

"With me here, no one dares to ask you to give an explanation."

Ling Ziming shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's not me, but you. You are the master of Wen Yumeng, the one they most want to find flaws. Brother, those people will not target me, they will only let you. …”

"I don't care." Mo Feng frowned.

"I care." Ling Ziming said lightly, "I don't want you to be misunderstood by those people."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Mo Feng was sullen.

Ling Ziming paused, and continued: "Cover up the Gu girl."

Mo Fengyi looked at her and sneered: "They are right, because I am too, I just didn't exorcise Gu."

"You're not." Ling Ziming's eyes glowed, and he retorted excitedly, "You're not!"

"I am." Mo Fengyi affirmed indifferently, "I am the same as you. If you want to be conquered by them, you must go through me first."

Ling Ziming burst into tears: "Why are you bothering... I can't turn my head back, after the vomit, the poison will spread faster..."

Mo Fengyi didn't want to hear this, but said: "No way."

"I used to think that I would really get well." Ling Ziming said with a wry smile, "But I don't expect it anymore."

Mo Feng was surprised and angry: "Why?"

Ling Ziming said calmly: "Brother, I just want to tell you one thing, if the world of Jianghu asks you to explain, then don't protect me anymore."

Mo Fengyi looked at her incredulously: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Ling Ziming's eyes moved slightly: "I have thought a lot these two days."

"You don't need to think so much." Mo Feng interrupted her coldly, but Ling Ziming refused and continued:

"Wenyumeng is not yours alone, brother, I know you will not want to abandon me, but you can't block the reputation of Wenyumeng. You have to remember that Wenyumeng was born because of the elimination of voodoo."

Mo Fengyi was very angry with her: "Are you asking me to hand you over?"

"Yes, after all I really killed him."

Mo Fengyi snorted coldly: "Heh, member Dai Hui really didn't die in vain, and he still wants to hook up with my sister."

Ling Ziming sighed weakly for a moment: "Brother!"

"Listen to me." Mo Feng said coldly, "Give me a good recovery, don't think about anything. Forget about those stupid thoughts!"

Ling Ziming said helplessly: "You can't choose in this matter."

"I'm the leader, but I'm also your brother." Mo Feng looked at Ling Ziming with unwavering determination, "If I were to choose, I don't think the Wenyu League is very important to me."

Ling Ziming lost his strength and said: "Why are you so stubborn..."

Mo Fengyi fastened the cloak for her, then got up: "You should know what I am like."

As he spoke, he bent over and hugged Ling Ziming and said: "If you want to go back to sleep, you won't be afraid of freezing."

Ling Ziming just said a lot of words, and was emotionally excited, so he could only rely on Mo Feng and said: "I want to see the sunset."

Mo Fengyi frowned slightly and said, "The weather is not good today, there is no sunset."

"Then I don't want to go back either." Ling Ziming said shamelessly, "I'm not sleepy anymore."

Mo Feng had no choice but to coax, "Be good, it's cold outside."

Ling Ziming snorted a few times unhappily, but kept quiet and said nothing more.

Mo Fengyi watched Ling Ziming fall asleep, then quietly left and closed the door.

After he left, Ling Ziming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the closed door motionlessly.

Mo Feng walked back to the main hall, Pei Zhixu was waiting for him.

"Retell me exactly what happened that day." Mo Fengyi was a little tired, and sat down with his forehead pressed.

Pei Zhixu told him again, and finally said: "We can't suppress this matter, the world will always know."

"Ah."

"Well, just take a moment." Pei Zhixu said anxiously, "Don't you want to think about what to do?"

Mo Fengyi leaned back in his chair and said, "What can I do?"

"You..." Pei Zhixu was at a loss for words, and didn't know what to do for a while, but it was very clear that they couldn't keep Ling Ziming.

But he also knew how much Mo Fengyi protected Ling Ziming, it was impossible for him to hand him over.

Pei Zhixu had no choice but to say euphemistically: "Chongyu Villa will not let it go."

"I know."

Pei Zhixu said irritably: "Leader, it was Zi Ming who did it, you can't deny it."

"But member Dai Hui spoke rudely to my sister." Mo Fengyi curled his lips, "I think he deserves to die."

Pei Zhixu said helplessly: "This is not a question of whether he deserves to die, but that he cannot die in the hands of Wen Yumeng."

"He's already dead." Mo Fengyi said impatiently, "Is it possible that I have to pay for his life? Is he worthy? Even if the whole Chongyu Villa comes, do you think I, Mo Fengyi, are afraid?"

"You are not afraid, and Wen Yumeng cannot be afraid, but what you are afraid of is not Chongyu Villa, but the gossip in the rivers and lakes." Pei Zhixu said forcefully, "Wen Yumeng and voodoo are inseparable, can it be Are you going to tell the world that you are hiding a voodoo girl?"

Mo Fengyi was also angry: "Gu girl, I don't care who she is, I only know that she is my sister!"

"So what?" Pei Zhixu didn't want Ling Ziming to fend for himself, but it was even more impossible for him to ignore Wen Yumeng, "Do you want Wen Yumeng to fall from the altar and be despised by the martial arts?"

Mo Fengyi smiled instead of anger: "Wen Yumeng...Wen Yumeng was despised by the martial arts because my sister killed a waste? Is it because her fate was unfair and she was inherited as a voodoo girl?" ?”

"It's because the current leader—" Pei Zhixu looked at Mo Feng fiercely and said, "—indulging the poisonous poison to harm the world."

Mo Fengyi also glared at him angrily: "My sister is not a voodoo girl, she doesn't want to use voodoo techniques to hurt people..."

"She's already hurt." Pei Zhixu said coldly and cruelly.

Mo Fengyi was taken aback, "That's what Dai Hui did on his own."

"No matter how presumptuous and rude Dai Hui is, he can't die because of a Gu technique." Pei Zhixu said, "Even if Zi Ming really stabbed him to death with a sword."

Mo Fengyi was silent for a long time, Pei Zhixu said again: "But she is not, everyone present has heard that she is a Gu girl."

"It's all my fault..." Mo Fengyi sighed softly, "I should have come back earlier."

"It has nothing to do with you." Pei Zhixu said, "Sooner or later she will... Now it's just stimulated to advance."

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "It's good to be one day late...at least I can find a solution to the Gu by one more day."

"Gu poison... has no solution."

Mo Fengyi clenched the dragon ghost tightly, his fingers turned white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, Mo Fengyi held back and said: "There will be."

Pei Zhixu sneered and asked, "It's been so many years, have you found it yet?"

Mo Fengyi bit his lower lip: "I won't let Zi Ming have trouble, she won't go crazy."

Pei Zhixu asked in a cold voice: "She won't go crazy, how can you guarantee that she won't even recognize you by then!"

Mo Fengyi looked at the long sword in his hand indifferently: "If I... If I am really the descendant of Dragon Ghost... Will I have a way?"

"What do you mean?" Pei Zhixu frowned, "What can you do? Now you have nothing to do, you can't keep Ling Ziming."

Mo Feng said irritably: "Whether I can keep it or not has nothing to do with you! What I should do, what I want to do, you have no right to control!"

Pei Zhixu also said angrily: "I didn't, but you have to remember, you are the leader of the Wenyu League and the guardian of this martial arts, you can't abandon the order of the world!"

Mo Fengyi sneered: "Can't you see it? I never wanted to be the leader. If you want to, I will pass it on to you at any time. Now I can't even keep my sister. You want me to protect those unwarranted ones." thing"

Pei Zhixu stepped forward and grabbed Mo Fengyi's collar: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"You don't need to remind me what to say." Mo Fengyi said indifferently, "I know you have always been dissatisfied with me, so to be honest, if you want to be the leader, I will give it to you at any time. The problem is, can you ?"

Pei Zhixu didn't know what was going on with this man today, and he said every word without leaving any room for thorns. Mo Fengyi was usually polite to him, but today he clearly wanted to annoy him.

So Pei Zhixu didn't bother to argue with him, he just said: "I can't, and I'm not dissatisfied with you."

Mo Feng made a nasal sound: "Really?"

"Yes, because you are his son." Pei Zhixu said quietly, "I believe in Mr. Chang Rong, he prefers you to be the leader, so I also believe in you."

Mo Feng smiled strangely: "I'm his son, of course he wants me to be the leader."

"Mr. Chang Rong will not show favoritism, and you never want to be the leader. If you are not really suitable, he will definitely not tell me and let me assist you." Pei Zhi Xu Wen said, he spoke slowly, as if he was recalling Mo Xian once explained his scene.

Mo Fengyi sneered: "So that's it. How can I say that you are still willing to stay in Pan Xiaotai after my father is dead? I really wronged you."

"But what you are doing now is really what the leader should do?" Pei Zhixu questioned.

Mo Fengyi asked back: "I want to protect my relatives, am I wrong?"