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The astonishment on Qiu Bing's face froze instantly, as if he hadn't expected Fu Qiufeng to chase him to such a remote place so quickly, he glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and howled like crazy: "Don't hit me... I was wrong, I won't Stop running around!"

"Have you pretended enough?" Fu Qiufeng ground his feet hard, and the crackling sound of the fragile bones made the hair stand on end, "Can a lunatic plan to saw through the wall panels silently for several days to escape?"

Qiu Bing gritted his teeth patiently, almost unable to breathe, knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, he simply lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and remained silent.

"When did you regain consciousness? Did you see me in the imperial hospital?" Fu Qiufeng bent down and put the dagger in front of Qiu Bing's throat and asked, "Where did you meet me? We have no grievances, no enmity, why did you see me?" Am I murderous?"

"The poor have nothing to say." Qiu Biying said coldly, "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want."

Fu Qiufeng raised his head and rolled his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "I have always had some respect for people of Buddhism and Taoism, but since you don't know current affairs, you can only meet at the Shuangrentai."

"Master Fu." Qiu Bingying suddenly said meaningfully, "If you sacrifice one person, you can save the world, are you willing? Will you do it?"

Fu Qiufeng frowned slightly: "I only obey the orders of the current emperor, such a choice is not up to me."

"But what if this person is yourself?" Qiu Bingying's eyes were burning and his tone was eager, and he insisted on continuing to ask, reaching out to grab his calf, "You have had parents, and you must have a wife and children..."

"I don't." Fu Qiufeng said decisively, with a smile that was not a smile, "What are you trying to persuade me? I am His Majesty's future queen, where do I get my wife and children from?"

Qiu Bing choked slightly, his eyes gradually became complicated, he pretended to be ignorant and continued to say passionately: "Then do you want the person you admire to die because of you for no reason? Let Rong Fan's country be ruined in your hands? If you don't want to, it's okay to retire to the mountains and forests now." Ask Hongchen, everything is still too late!"

Fu Qiufeng wondered why Qiu Bingying was so eloquent, but he remained unmoved on the face, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty's life and country are of course decided by His Majesty, what do I do? It's not that I want to kill him, if you only have these things to confess, The punishment of wasting my time in vain will make you regret it."

"Stubborn, stupid!...Forget it, just take me back to the Frost Blade Terrace." Qiu Bingying was so disappointed that he closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

Fu Qiufeng grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up, clipped his hands behind his back, Rong Fan also came in time, fell lightly from the treetops, chased after Fu Qiufeng in a few steps, and said nervously: "If he tries to seduce you, you will ignore it." , don’t fall into his trap!”

"Your Majesty, I haven't found any useful information yet." Fu Qiufeng said helplessly, "Send it back to the Frost Blade Terrace for another trial."

Rong Fen was worried, Qiu Bingying glanced at him lightly, Rong Fen was taken aback for a moment, and found that there was no hatred or personal resentment in his eyes, but deep pity and superior sympathy.

"Ha, no matter how tricky you are, when you get to the Frost Blade Terrace, all you have to do is beg for mercy." Rong Fan was furious, sneered, and had already made up his mind to interrogate him himself.

Fu Qiufeng became more and more surprised, the two escorted Qiu Bing back to the Shuangrentai, and tied the hidden guards to the execution room. Fu Qiufeng stood in front of the dungeon entrance, blowing the damp and cold wind blowing up from the dungeon, but still grabbed the corner of Rong Fen's clothes, hesitating The words of Qiu Bing were accurately reproduced.

"He probably knows the truth about the minister's resurrection from the dead." Fu Qiufeng unconsciously revealed a touch of worry, "No matter whether it's the resurrection of the dead or what reason, the 'sign' you saw above the minister's head may be in line with the crisis he said. "

"I don't care about any crisis!" Rong Fan flicked his sleeves arrogantly, "I will never sacrifice you!"

"I'm not talking about this, I know." Fu Qiufeng forced a smile to reassure him, "But we can't avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment. We must find out the truth that needs to be found out, so that we can deal with it in time. I'm a mortal body, but it's still a shame. I really can't believe that I can become a demon and ghost that disrupts the world."

Rong Fen gathered himself together and let Fu Qiufeng walk in front, staring at his back unrelentingly. The more he investigated, the more afraid he was that when he woke up one morning, Fu Qiufeng would completely disappear from his eyes and become a hasty memory in his memory. A passerby who passed away, just like he briefly appeared beside Fu Qiufeng when he was young.

The more he thought about it, the more restless he became. Violence grew deep in his mind and spread wildly. The moment he saw Qiu Bingying calmly waiting to die on the wooden frame in the execution room, he almost wanted to cut Qiu Bing's throat just like that, so that he would never have to face Fu Qiufeng again. A bad omen for a possible departure.

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng reminded him softly, and said intentionally, "I suggest that he should be spared for a long time to come. You can interrogate him slowly."

Rong Fan didn't return to him, but turned around and walked to the row of torture instruments in the wall cabinet, paused on the whip he was handy, then skipped over and took away the iron from the brazier.

"Doctor Taichang Temple, Zhao Qingzhu, right?" Rong Fan's tone was calm, his eyes were icy cold, "Why did you decide on the name 'Cheyue Lake'? Where did you go through Cheyue Lake 20 years ago? And what is it?" Come back in time? Only you can pass the passage of Cheyue Lake, or can anyone, or do you need special steps to prepare?"

Qiu Bing didn't expect that Rong Zhen knew so much, he sighed, every wrinkle on his old face was smooth, he didn't have any fear in the face of the scorching red iron that was held up in front of him, distorting even the air, It is completely different from the gaffe when I was pretending to be crazy, I just shook my head and said: "I can't make mistakes again and again. Today, I have already put life and death aside. This body is small and decayed. Even if it is riddled with holes, why should I be afraid?"

"For the last time, what is 'Flying Light'?" Rong Fan's voice gradually sank, extremely impatient.

"Let's do it." Qiu Bing raised his head and said fearlessly.

Rong Fan's eyes were ruthless, and he suddenly imprinted the branding iron on Qiu Bing's shoulder, and the burning smell of clothing and flesh spread instantly. Qiu Bing gritted his teeth and said nothing, staring at the empty roof, but It's more like walking through bricks and stones, looking at a more distant end.

Fu Qiufeng reported several cruel and inhuman tortures at the side at the right time to add to the fun, and Mo Dou skillfully and calmly wrapped around Qiu Bing's neck under his wrist, and bit him hard.

"I'm going to prepare paper and pens." Fu Qiufeng went to the table and chairs, spread out the paper, and began to grind it, "Please sit down, Your Majesty."

Rong Fan stood there without moving, and took a long while to remove the soldering iron. The feeling of skin and flesh sticking together made people sick, Rong Fan slowly exhaled, and threw the soldering iron back into the brazier, sparks burst out from the charcoal, and he was unwilling in the flickering flames. He said angrily, "It's hard for this thief to kneel down and beg for mercy."

Fu Qiufeng didn't have such a big reaction, and said with a smile: "What hatred, the hatred of taking your wife?"

Rong Fan: "..."

After Fu Qiufeng finished speaking, he touched his chin and added: "Uh, it's just a metaphor."

Rong Fan's impatience was discouraged by him, and he turned to stare at him: "I am always worried that you will abandon me, but you will make sarcastic remarks. You are not a wife, but I am, and I am about to become a deep palace. Miserable woman."

"Your Majesty, that's not the case!" Fu Qiufeng didn't know how to guarantee that he wouldn't leave, but after thinking about it carefully, if there really was a power that they couldn't understand and couldn't control, then his guarantee would be meaningless. Thinking of this, He couldn't help but also fell silent, Cheyue Lake became a thorn wrapped in their hearts, every heartbeat was accompanied by an imperceptible pain.

The torture room fell silent, with occasional blunt gasps. Qiu Biying was covered in cold sweat, shaking his head hanging on the torture rack. Rong Yan watched him for half an hour before picking up a whip and stabbing him with the handle. On the wound of the iron, he asked, "Do you know Fu Qiufeng? Who is he? Answer truthfully, and I will set you free."

"...Yes." Qiu Bingying, who was in a coma after being poisoned, uttered a word hoarsely, "Fu Qiufeng, the leader of the Dark Pavilion in the Great Mountain."

Rong Fan turned his head to look at Fu Qiufeng, Fu Qiufeng couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, I have been to Dayue, but I have never seen him."

"Where did you meet him? What year was it?" Rong Fan continued to ask.

"Cheyue Lake, 14 years ago, the seventh year of Dayi Qingde, Dayue..." Qiu Bingying confided in a daze, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly struggled and roared intermittently, "Shut up, I can't talk any more! I'll let you tear the skin apart , but die!"

Rong Fan was stunned, slightly suspicious, and said sharply: "What is Feiguang? Tell me!"

"Don't touch it... No one can resist, no one can survive." Qiu Bing warned, "It will destroy everything."

"How can I get to Dayue?" Rong Fan asked anxiously.

"For the rest of my life, I just want to destroy the channel and save the world from catastrophe." Qiu Bing was still under the influence of the poison of illusion, but his tone gradually became rock-solid and unshakable, "Kill Fu Qiufeng, only if he dies can the two be corrected." environmental fallacy."

"Absurd, I just don't know what it means!" Rong Fan was annoyed. It was the first time he had suffered from phantom poison torture. Qiu Bi answered irrelevant questions, and even insisted on his own opinion in an orderly manner. He stretched out his fingers and instructed Mo Dou to increase the dose. Slowly turning white, but began to say nothing, his eyes were empty and he raised his head, leaning on the rack, like a righteous man who died generously.

Fu Qiufeng only memorized these few sentences, then stopped writing and looked at Rong Fan pacing back and forth, and said after a while: "Your Majesty, we are not in a hurry, so we don't need to be disturbed by him, you have always been calm and measured."

"A person who is not even afraid of torture, what else can make him confess?" Rong Fan stopped and rubbed his temples, showing a little frustration.

"Let's go out first." Fu Qiufeng went over and dragged Rong Fan away. "From the information he revealed, if I met Chen by the Cheyue Lake, could it be the time when I was seriously injured and miraculously recovered? Suppose he arrived 20 years ago. Dayue, returned to Dayi 14 years ago, found Rong Yu, and warned him that you will be the future emperor, why did he run around?"

"We must find a way to make him speak." Rong Fan clenched his fists with a heavy heart.

Seeing his unhappy face, Fu Qiufeng thought for a while, and comforted him half-jokingly on the steps of the dungeon, "If Your Majesty is worried, do you want to advance the wedding ceremony?"

Rong Fan raised his eyebrows, his eyes passed through the slender eyelashes, and fell on Fu Qiufeng's face, half concealed, the torches in the corridor dimly flickered, and the atmosphere gradually became blurred and ambiguous.

Fu Qiufeng knew it wasn't the right time, so he lowered his head, and was about to find an excuse to go around, when Rong Fan suddenly reached out and pressed him against the wall unexpectedly, put one hand on the back of his head, and kissed him with his head tilted.

This kiss was filled with all of Rong Pin's reluctance and unwillingness to give up. After the fierce plundering and taking, there was only the gentle and lingering retention and invitation. Fu Qiufeng was a little dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because his skills were too weak or because Rong Pin's emotions were intoxicating.

After they parted in a little confusion, Rong Pin stared resentfully and said: "I came here from the Zhengshitang, Rong Yi packed up a killer and delayed the journey, so I can only enter Beijing tomorrow morning, and the day after tomorrow is the fifteenth day. It's an auspicious day for the peace talks, and those old guys are still waiting for me to go back to discuss matters, so tonight I have no chance."

Fu Qiufeng heaved a sigh of relief, he joked smoothly, but if he really did it like this, he would still be a little unprepared and embarrassed.

"Then let's concentrate on dealing with this matter after the peace negotiation is over." Fu Qiufeng touched the corner of his mouth, then realized the ambiguity in the words, and hurriedly said, "I mean Qiu Bing's matter!"

Rong Fan finally relaxed a little, and said with a low laugh: "There is no need to explain, I will respond to every request when the time comes."

Fu Qiufeng nodded wholeheartedly and followed Rong Fan out, sent Rong Fan away from the Frost Blade Terrace, returned to the inner stage, counted the days with his fingers, leaned on the chair and pondered seriously whether he should bring his own lubricating ointment, incense, and utensils, etc. Wait... Thinking about it, I hurriedly threw out these endless and unreliable thoughts, and glanced out of the door guiltily, and found that An Yi was standing by the door for an unknown period of time, and he didn't pay attention.

"Cough." Fu Qiufeng straightened his face and cleared his throat, "Didn't I give you a day off, it's so late, do you have something important to report?"

An Yi shook his head: "No, I just came back and came to check when I saw that the lights in the inner platform were not turned off."

"Just in time, I have a task for you to start tomorrow morning." Fu Qiufeng stood up and blew out the candles, "Qiu Bingying is already awake, but he refused to confess under the phantom poison, this person will be handed over to you, take good care of him, as long as it doesn't endanger his life, you can do whatever you want What means, if he wants to recruit, come and report to me."

"Yes." An Yi bowed his hands and accepted the order, "The subordinates will do their best."

For the next two days, Fu Qiufeng didn't care about Qiu Bing. The ceremony for peace talks in Beiyou was solemn and grand. Rong Yi appeared on the street as an imperial envoy and the third prince of Beiyou in the morning, and rode slowly to the imperial city. The people on the road went out to watch and celebrate. While spreading the petals, Fu Qiufeng arranged for secret guards to strictly guard against them, and he himself mingled with the common people to guard against them. He dealt with two assassins who plotted against the law. When the convoy entered the imperial city, it was a long and complicated signing ceremony. He and his wife and young masters also participated together. The lights in the imperial garden were brightly lit like daytime, and singing and dancing continued all night long.

When the sky was about to dawn, Fu Qiufeng squatted on the tree and yawned. He looked at the absent-minded Rong Yan who was leaning lazily on the table, and forcibly pulled himself together.

Fu Qiufeng quietly stepped on a branch and flew over, stood in the shadow under the tree and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Tang Miao turned his head abruptly, patted his chest, and handed out a secret letter to Fu Qiufeng: "Mr. Fu, this is the whereabouts of Zhao Qingzhu that my subordinates have recently searched for. Totally true."

"As long as you can find out." Fu Qiufeng accepted the secret letter and turned around. Rong Fan probably noticed that he was leaving, and stopped listening to the gossip of the princes and nobles, leaving the table and coming straight to him.

Fu Qiufeng opened the secret letter, just as Rong Fan came over, he drank a lot of wine, blinked, leaned almost his whole body weight on Fu Qiufeng, put his chin on Fu Qiufeng's shoulder, and asked vaguely: "What's the matter? ...If you don't stay by my side, I'm tired of those dudes."

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng finished reading a short article, inadvertently listening to his coquettish voice, pointing to a passage, "24 years ago, at the beginning of June, it was less than a month before Zhao Qingzhu named Cheyue Lake by observing the stars at night. , he went to Yuancheng."

"Yuancheng?" Rong Fan frowned, "What's so special?"

"Your Majesty, sober yourself up." Helplessly, Fu Qiufeng cupped his face and quickly kissed him, "Qianfeng Township is in Yuancheng, is there really such a coincidence?"

Rong Fan was completely awake now, bit his lower lip, and then suddenly said: "So! Before that, he was just a Ph.D. who studied astronomy. He had never acted abnormally, and he never used astrology for divination...Fei Guang, could it be that he was a doctor from the previous court?" A treasure left in Qianfeng Township?"

The two immediately went back to the Frost Blade Terrace. When they saw Qiu Bingying in the dungeon, they could still see except for that pale and lifeless face. It's weak, just staring at the floor, not unconscious.

"The subordinate is incompetent." An Yi knelt down and pleaded guilty. It was unprecedented for him to suffer from Qiu Bing, and he bowed his head guiltily.

"Get up." Fu Qiufeng waved his hand, and looked at Qiu Bing, "It's not surprising, old Taoist priest, Mr. Doctor, you really have a backbone and deserve admiration."

"What on earth are you insisting on?" Rong Fan's eyes were complicated, he had never seen a prisoner who could survive to such an extent without panicking.

Qiu Bing grinned, raised his head slowly, and smiled hoarsely, "Did you see...that starry sky?"

"Huh?" Rong Fan looked up at the roof in confusion.

"Looking at the stars, this is the oldest and most permanent nature of people for thousands of years." Qiu Bing was panting intermittently, gradually getting a little excited, and his eyes suddenly became moist, "...I really want to see it again, the infinite is infinite The universe, that is the truth that mortals can never touch."

Rong Fan didn't understand his thoughts, so he sneered: "Did you realize it in Qianfeng Township?"

Qiu Bing suddenly stopped breathing, and turned her head to look at Rong Fan in disbelief, revealing the most distorted fear and hopelessness these days.

"Fei Guang is in Qianfeng Township." Seeing this, Rong Fan directly concluded, "What kind of enlightenment and ability did it give you to make you so fascinated? I am also very curious, so I have already sent troops to surround Qianfeng Township, No matter what kind of magic weapon is in my pocket."

Qiu Bingying shriveled up instantly as if all his energy had been sucked out, his cracked lips trembled, he tried his best to shake the chains on his body, howling and crying in vain, until he had no more strength left.

"...it can fulfill people's wishes." Qiu Biying said in a barely audible voice, "I awakened it, I created a channel connecting the two worlds, and I couldn't resist its temptation, now... …it is about uniting the two worlds and returning them to history.”

The author has something to say: Sudden Fantasy_(:з」∠)_The next chapter is officially coming to an end!This time it must be finished within a week