Canghuan Seven Palaces

The black magpies flew around, crying from time to time.

Walking among the desolate and gloomy mass graves, the cold wind is bitter, and it is even more desolate.The more Feng Lan walked into the depths, the more sorrowful his expression became. Suddenly, he stopped, looked at Si Cangqing, hesitated, and said: "Master, you, it's better not to come here, you have lost your identity... "

Si Cangqing ignored him, avoided a rotting corpse in front of him, and walked forward.

Dazed for a moment, Feng Lan followed quickly, and said in a low voice, "Master, it's over here."

The tall and short graves, overgrown with weeds, and densely packed graves are all small, and some of them are almost flat. It is obvious that these graves have been there for many years, and no one has come to dig the soil.

Feng Lan stood there in a daze, biting her lower lip tightly, her face full of sorrow.

Si Cangqing looked at Feng Lan silently, but didn't see any movement from him, so he asked lightly, "Here?"

Feng Lan looked at Si Cangqing, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "I...don't know."

I only know that the general location is here.After more than ten years, he never came back, and his memory has faded a lot. Besides, the graves in this chaotic mound are all ordinary, so how can he be sure where his Lan family's last home is?

Si Cangqing didn't speak, just glanced around and observed carefully.There is no tombstone in the grave here, so it is really troublesome to identify it, not to mention that Feng Lan was only a six-year-old child at that time.

"At that time," Feng Lan said suddenly, "the nanny and I escaped unharmed. And the only son of the nanny was misidentified by the officers and soldiers and replaced me..."

"Later, my nanny took me to find this place, and I still took a piece of wood as a monument. The tree is here, but... I dare not write my family's name... Now, that piece of wood is gone... no trace..."

Si Cangqing quietly listened to Feng Lan's narration, and quietly watched Feng Lan lower her head, tears falling drop by drop on the dry grass.

This man, as the Royal Shadow Guard, has gone through life and death countless times, and is extremely tenacious; he has been with him for six years, and he almost died several times. I have never seen him show such a helpless expression, like a child, crying silently and sadly with grievances with.

Feng Lan kept talking, and didn't care about the person in front of her. It was her extremely cold master, who seemed to have finally found an outlet, and narrated the past in a disorganized manner. The tragedy of that year, his family, his brothers and sisters ...

"...Father always urged me to study hard. He hoped that when I grow up, I will gain fame and become a good official for the people..."

The mouth seemed to be conscious, talking non-stop.If he stopped, he was afraid that his composure and calmness over the years would all collapse.

for a long time……

"Lan," Si Cangqing said lightly, staring at this man's resolute face, delicate facial features and crystal tears with cold eyes, "The blood of the Lan family will not be shed in vain."

Before long, he will get rid of the cancerous tumor of the Qin family with his own hands. Si Cangqing's words were as cold as ever, "If you want, I will hand Qin Gaoli over to you and deal with it myself."

Impressively stopping her words, Feng Lan stared blankly at Si Cangqing who had such a cold face, she was in a daze, not knowing how to answer, her lips trembling slightly, she wanted to speak several times, but she didn't know how to reply.

The hatred of destroying the family, the hatred of killing relatives, anyone can't wait to end the enemy's family with their own hands!

Si Cangqing looked at Feng Lan calmly and asked, "What do you think?"

"master……"

A person in grief cannot stay calm as usual, Feng Lan hugged Si Cangqing suddenly, and grabbed his clothes with both hands, tightly, as if she was grasping the life-saving straw, but the silent tears turned into low tears. sobbing.

Being hugged suddenly, Si Cangqing couldn't help but froze.After a while, feeling Feng Lan's trembling body, Si Cangqing sighed silently, frowned slightly, slowly raised her hand, and patted the back of the person on her body gently and clumsily.

Feng Lan buried her head deeply on Si Cangqing's shoulder, weeping silently, venting her years of accumulated sadness and helplessness.The boy in his arms is obviously much younger than himself, but his chest is unexpectedly reassuring, and the faint body fragrance fills his nose, making people willing to sink.

And on the back, that comforting pat, one after another, was like the beating of this person's heart, calm and powerful, warm as promised.

The return journey is full of differences and bumps

On the dark yellow mountain road, two light horses galloped eastward, galloping like lightning.

Beside the road, the mountain stream is tinkling, and the old and withered branches are faintly sprouting a little bud.

The dust is flying, only the sound of horseshoes.

suddenly……

"kill--"

A dozen or so people poured out from the forest, roaring an earth-shattering cry of killing.

The white horse neighed, and two black figures quickly leaped across the half space, spun around, tapped the branches, and landed steadily one by one not far away.

Looking at the dozen or so people surrounding him, Si Cangqing's eyes were cold.

"Master, it's a bandit!" Feng Lan and Si Cangqing stood back to back, holding a sword in their hands, staring vigilantly at the crowd surrounding them.

"Haha," the bearded man in the lead smiled arrogantly, "Boy, let's get caught!"

"That's right," the little guy on the side also howled, "Hand over the valuables, and I'll spare you!" While looking happily at the white horse that was stumbled and restrained by the horse, it can be seen from the good horse , The one caught this time is definitely a fat sheep!

"In broad daylight, you actually blocked the road and robbed," Feng Lan said coldly, "Do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes?"

"Wang Fa?" The bearded man opened his eyes wide in surprise, and yelled at the young men, "What is Wang Fa?"

"Hahaha," the little guys shouted proudly, "In Qingxiang, the boss is Wang Fa!"

Si Cangqing looked coldly at the mob in front of him, and said lightly, "Lan, don't hurt your life."

After finishing speaking, the two rushed like flying swallows among the bandits and started fighting with them.For a moment, the ground was full of wailing.

"Zi," Si Cangqing suddenly called out in a certain direction, and a masked man in black quietly landed in front of him, knelt down on one knee, "Send these people to the government, and others, you should know How to do it!"

"Master, don't worry." Feng Zi replied in a low voice.

On the other side, Feng Lan had already untied the horse and was checking the horse.

"Master, please forgive me..." The bandits were still wailing.

Si Cangqing didn't even look at it, so she got on her horse and said to Feng Lan, "Hurry up!" Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the martial arts conference in time.Originally, I took this mountain road just to take a shortcut, but I didn't expect to encounter a farce of being robbed by bandits.

When the bandits were far behind, Si Cangqing suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse and stopped.

Glancing at Si Cangqing who was quietly riding on the historic horse, Feng Lan suddenly called out to the forest beside the road, "That friend, come out!"

From the time they first met the bandit, that person hid in the dark, watching the good show.Now, following all the way, do you really think they didn't find out?

Looking at Si Cangqing's eyes, Feng Lan knew that he was a little unhappy.

"Hehe," came a deep male voice, suddenly blurred in front of his eyes, and he saw a young man in white swaying his legs leisurely on the big tree in front of him, "Young masters, long time no see."

Si Cangqing looked into the interested eyes of the other party lightly, without saying a word, suddenly waved his horsewhip, and hurried on his way again.

Feng Lan understood that Si Cangqing meant to ignore this person, thinking that although this person acted strangely, he did not have any malicious intentions, and was more curious.

"Hey--"

Pan Qi was stunned again, looked at the two people leaving in Juechen, and murmured: "Is that why I'm so unpopular?"

Then, with a light smile, and slowly stroking her cheeks with her slender fingers, Pan Qi whispered to herself: "Feng Qing, we are really destined!"

Looking thoughtfully at the direction where Si Cangqing disappeared, after a long time, Pan Qi sighed quietly, "The martial arts conference..." Immediately, there was no trace of anyone.

In the desolate mountains, the setting sun is like residual blood.

◇Cang ◇ Huan ◇ Seven ◇ Palace ◇

Qingfeng Building.

Si Cangqing quietly listened to the owner of Dongyinglou Wuxin talking about the movements of the world these days, mainly the martial arts conference and the like, and the movement of the cult Piaomiao Palace.

"Piao Miao Palace, will you also come to the martial arts conference?" Si Cangqing slightly raised his brows, he didn't expect that Piao Miao Palace was acting perversely, and even told the world with great fanfare that he was going to participate in the martial arts conference to compete for the position of leader.

"Yes, so the martial arts conference is heavily guarded, and a trap is secretly set up, waiting for the Piao Miao palace people to come, and they will deal with it on the spot." Wu Xin replied.

He secretly sneered in his heart, that Piaomiao Palace has not been wiped out by the so-called martial arts for so many years, so what can we do this time?

But, for him, it is good news.Two dogs fight, play off.

"Wuxin, you've done a good job." Si Cangqing said flatly, speaking softly to Wuxin, "I'll go back to Beijing as soon as the martial arts conference is over. Before that, don't come to me."

"Yes, master." Wuxin replied, and looked at Si Cangqing carefully, with some warmth in his eyes, "Master, please take good care of yourself."

"Well," Si Cangqing stood up, looked out the window, and said slowly: "After I return to Beijing, the Dongying Studio, the personal guard and the business will all be handed over to me, and you will all be contacted by Feng Lan from now on. "

Looking at Feng Lan at the side in surprise, Wuxin didn't ask further, "Yes, master."

"Well, back off."

……

On the second floor of Qingfeng Building, there was a lot of voices.

Si Cangqing glanced at the crowd, they were all dressed up as Jiang Hu people, each holding a sword.

"Master," Feng Lan chuckled as she looked at the drunken Jianghu people downstairs, "I think everyone is here to participate in the martial arts conference."

"En." Si Cangqing responded lightly.

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