Our leader can't be so funny

"If this is the case, then this King Yan seems to be a bit pitiful. He is his elder brother like this, but he is suspected by his elder brother. His lover died at the hands of his elder brother. He must have lived a life that was worse than death."

"It is also said that King Yan committed suicide several times in prison. The most serious one, his body was so cold that he killed five imperial doctors before he was pulled back from the gate of hell." Shangguan Qiyou said.

"Could it be that King Yan supported the sorcery for the sake of his dead lover?" Feng Ling suddenly had a bold guess.

Ye Fuyi smiled: "You guessed right. There are rumors that it has always been a regret in Li Zhi's heart that he could not see his lover before his death. That's why he tried his best to promote magic, hoping that one day he would meet an expert and let him Loved ones come back to life.”

"Even if sorcery can bring people back to life, that person is not the same person as before." Feng Ling sighed.

"You're right." Ye Fuyi picked up a piece of braised pork for him, "There are so many dead, the most important thing is to cherish the present."

"I reckon that Long Qingyue went to the northwest, most likely to find Li Zhi, and most likely related to sorcery." Shangguan Qiyou said, looking at Ye Fuyi, "What are you going to do? He doesn't seem to be as good as Helian Ming To deal with it, if you really add Li Zhi and Long Qingyue's [-] troops, I'm afraid you can't beat him."

Sure enough, Ye Fuyi's eyebrows and eyes were a little more dignified, and he looked at Feng Ling: "I will definitely not let him take Ling'er away."

Feng Ling said without thinking: "Don't worry, I won't go with him either."

"It's easy to dodge an open spear, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. If he uses sorcery to confuse Feng Ling's mind, no one can do anything." Shangguan Qiyou said.

Ruan Xiaomu stomped on his feet secretly, and said in a low voice: "You can't say something nice, Wulin League plus Fengyuejiao, can't they deal with a Long Qingyue?"

"I'm telling the truth." Shangguan Qiyou tapped his head lightly with the fan handle, "It's better you, no one hurts, no one loves, it saves a lot of trouble."

Ruan Xiaomu resented: "..."

"No matter what plans Long Qingyue has, stay the same to cope with all changes." Ye Fuyi glanced at Feng Ling, "Ling'er, I am married."

Feng Ling immediately said: "I will not go with anyone except Ye Fuyi." This is the power of CP!

Ye Fuyi smiled slightly.

***

It was snowing lightly on the day I left Fengyuejiao, and the road was a little muddy. A carriage covered with a light gauze slowly passed by amidst the fluttering and falling snowflakes. In the carriage, Feng Ling turned over with a cushion and continued to sleep.

Ye Fuyi was sitting beside him, holding a medical book in his hand, while Shangguan Qiyou was teasing Ruan Xiaomu with a piece of mung bean cake, asking, "Is it cold?"

Ruan Xiaomu shook his head, opened his mouth, and Shangguan Qiyou fed him mung bean cake.

"Is there any result?" Shangguan Qiyou turned to look at Ye Fuyi.

Ye Fuyi closed the book and shook his head: "If you can't find the Phoenix blood, the only way is to use Sangong."

Ruan Xiaomu pursed her lips: "But the master of Sangong will not be happy. The master only likes to do three things in his life, sleeping, chasing the leader of the martial arts, and practicing martial arts."

Ye Fuyi glanced at Fengling, but didn't speak.

Ruan Xiaomu wanted to speak, but Shangguan Qiyou reached out and patted his shoulder. Looking back at him, Shangguan Qiyou shook his head.

Ruan Xiaomu pursed his lips.

Feng Ling suddenly let out a soft hum, and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes met Ye Fuyi's.

"Are you awake?" Ye Fuyi chuckled lightly, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Feng Ling hugged the cushion and sat up in a daze, and asked, "Where are you?"

Ye Fuyi was about to lift the curtain, when the carriage suddenly stopped, Feng Ling bumped into Ye Fuyi's arms, and was hugged by him.

Shangguan Qiyou's complexion changed slightly, and he shook the car door with his palm, only to see that the groom who was driving the carriage was decapitated, and the body fell on the ground, with gurgling blood flowing from his neck, he fainted, and the ground was bright red.

Shangguan Qiyou and Ye Fuyi exchanged glances.

The gust of wind wrapped in snow particles, forcing them to barely open their eyes. The snow was like salt particles, flying all over the sky, isolating their sight.

Only Shangguan Qiyou exclaimed: "Ye Fuyi, be careful!"

Ye Fuyi's eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand to clamp the sword blade that was piercing his eyebrows. He waved away the snow curtain with a flick of his sleeve, and saw a woman in white clothes standing in the white snow. It was obviously a world of ice and snow, but she was only wearing a thin veil. , holding a white silk umbrella in her hand, and there is a biting chill between her stunning eyebrows.

She raised her hand slightly, and the blade in Ye Fuyi's hand turned into a silver snake.

Ye Fuyi quickly threw the silver snake out, and released a palm force.

The woman retreated, her body was floating in the air, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and along with the snow particles, there were also stunning women in white veils, about a dozen of them, each holding an umbrella in their hands , and instantly surrounded the carriage.

"It's Penglai illusion!" Feng Ling whispered.

Ye Fuyi glanced at him, and secretly held his hand.

Shangguan Qiyou also protected Ruan Xiaomu behind him, and said to Ye Fuyi: "It's the killer of Rashomon, how did you provoke Rashomon?"

Ye Fuyi frowned: "I have nothing to do with them."

"Rashomon was hired by someone, could it be that someone bought a killer to kill you?" Shangguan Qiyou said.

Feng Ling thought of something: "By the way, Fuyi, do you still remember what I told you about someone buying He Lianming with Phoenix blood to kill you?"

Shangguan Qiyou was startled: "Phoenix blood? So Ye Fuyi, your life is so valuable!"

"Stop joking, be serious." Ruan Xiaomu poked his waist from behind.The enemy is now, so be careful.

"Let's split up to distract them. I will escort Xiao Mu away later. Take care of you and Feng Ling." Shangguan Qiyou said in a low voice with a solemn eyebrow.

"Okay." Ye Fuyi nodded.

The leading woman raised her hand, and the rest followed her example. Immediately, with the carriage as the center, a sword formation suddenly appeared in the snow.At the same time, Shangguan Qiyou broke out of the car with Ruan Xiaomu in his arms.

"It's illusion." Feng Ling reminded Ye Fuyi.

Ye Fuyi nodded, drew his sword from his waist, and attacked the leading woman.Feng Ling also rushed out of the sword formation with the Fengming sword in hand, and saw countless sword shadows weaving into a huge net as a hood.

--is fake.

Feng Ling muttered in her heart, and rushed towards the sword shadow.

The cold snow slammed into the face, causing slight pain. Feng Ling rushed to a woman, and stabbed out with the sword. The sword body clearly entered the opponent's abdomen. Unexpectedly, the opponent's figure suddenly turned into a phantom .

It's fake again.Feng Ling gritted her teeth, withdrew her sword, turned around and saw Ye Fuyi's sword piercing the leading woman's shoulder, blood gushing out immediately, bright red.

This time it's real.Feng Ling was excited, but the next moment he was startled.

Ye Fuyi could have taken advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the assassin, but he suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something unbelievable, and his body froze for a moment, but at this moment, the woman took the opportunity to raise her hand, Draw a symbol in the air, and a cold blade appeared out of thin air, and flew into Ye Fuyi's body, the bright red blood instantly stung Feng Ling's eyes.

"Ye Fuyi!" Feng Ling flew over, and suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him, "Ling'er."

Feng Ling turned her head and saw Ye Fuyi in white clothes standing in the light and smiling at him: "Ling'er, today is Qixi Festival."

There was a distance of three feet between the two of them, and there were constantly figures passing by them. Numerous lanterns were hung high, like blooming flowers, illuminating the world.

Seven...Eve.

Feng Ling was in a trance.

It's Tanabata.

He is waiting for someone.

He had been planning for so long, just waiting for that person to come and meet him again.

"Ling'er." Ye Fuyi was still looking at him, his eyes were full of soft brilliance, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, a little helpless, a little doting, it was his familiar smile.

"Come here." Ye Fuyi waved to him.

Feng Ling moved her steps with difficulty, and walked towards him in a nonchalant manner.

"Ling'er." Ye Fuyi was still calling his name.

Feng Ling's eyes were hot and humid, and she quickly walked over and hugged the man. At this moment, the cold sword light flashed across the corner of her eyes, and the man in her arms raised her head to look at him in disbelief.

Feng Ling hooked the corners of her lips, drew back the blade, and said coldly: "You are not Ye Fuyi at all."

The appearance of "Ye Fuyi" gradually changed, and instantly turned into the appearance of an ordinary woman.Feng Ling pushed her away, and turned to look at the other killers.

Although their faces were expressionless, none of them made a move.Looking at Ye Fuyi again, more and more blood flowed from his body, and his movements also slowed down, obviously at a disadvantage.

Feng Ling flew towards him quickly, grabbed his arm, swung his sword to block the woman's attack, and flew to Ye Fuyi's side.

The woman clasped her hands together, and immediately countless silver snakes swam across the snow and rushed towards the two of them. Feng Ling frowned, swung out a sword aura, tapped her toes, and took Ye Fuyi away.

"Chase." The woman ordered in a cold voice.

Ye Fuyi lost more and more blood, and there were bright red bloodstains all over the snow.Feng Ling glanced at him worriedly, seeing that his face was pale, she couldn't help asking worriedly: "Are you alright?"

Ye Fuyi shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Although both of them are peerless masters, but the number of opponents is too large, and the way of martial arts is too weird, even Ye Fuyi has followed their way, if it continues to delay, the situation will obviously be unfavorable to the two of them.

How could Feng Ling not know, and in addition to the cold weather, Ye Fuyi lost a lot of blood, if he didn't break through, the two of them would both die here.

Thinking like this, a cliff suddenly appeared in front of him.Feng Ling stopped abruptly, glanced at Ye Fuyi, then looked back at the killer who was chasing him, gritted her teeth, reached out to hug Ye Fuyi, and asked, "Trust me?"

Ye Fuyi nodded.

Feng Ling immediately hugged him and jumped off the cliff.

The leading woman chased to the edge of the cliff, her complexion changed, she raised her hand, ordering them all to stop.

"What should I do?" The woman standing beside her showed a hint of worry in her eyes, "Young Master Ye's order is to see people and corpses."

The leading woman didn't speak, just stared at the cliff in a daze, after a while, she suddenly said: "You take two people down to search, and the others will return with me."

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.

In the evening, the snow stopped, and on the edge of the cliff, in the ice and snow, a young man in red was alone.If you observe carefully, you can find that his right hand is hanging down, as if he has no strength.

I saw him with a gloomy and cold expression, staring at the depths of the cliff with terrifying eyes.

The leading woman led the crowd and knelt behind the young man on one knee, lowering her head and saying, "Your subordinate has entrusted you to Mr. Ye. Please punish him."

"Punishment?" The young master surnamed Ye smiled softly, "You are all his people, do I dare to punish you?"

The woman was silent, and after a while, the woman whispered: "Before going out this time, the master has ordered that regardless of success or failure, please come back on time."

"Heh." There was a weird smile on the lips of the young man in red, and he bent over and lifted the woman's chin, "Are you threatening me?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"Damn thing!" The boy slapped her with a stern look in his eyes, "You deserve it."

The woman lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Young Master Ye, calm down."

The young man in red put his hands in his sleeves, looked up at the snow-colored sky, his eyes were colder than the ice scum on the ground: "Go and tell him, I will be back on time, but before that, I still say As the old saying goes, I want to see Ye Fuyi's people in my life, and I want to see Ye Fuyi's body in my death."

"Your subordinates understand, Mr. Ye can rest assured." The woman cupped her fists.