The rivers and lakes are full of vests

Sleeping together, without a dream all night, Fu Peibai has not slept so well for a long time. When she woke up, her arm was slightly numb. Looking sideways, Shi Qi was sleeping soundly on her arm.

Breathing slowly, he looked defenseless.

It was rare for her to see such an obedient appearance as Shi Qi, her eyes lingered repeatedly on the other's porcelain-white face, making her heart itch.

She couldn't help stretching out her index finger to draw the woman's long and narrow eyebrows, then across the bridge of the nose, and finally poked her cheek.

The touch of her fingertips was delicate and moist, she couldn't help being happy, and hugged Shi Qi even tighter.

There was muffled laughter in his arms, Fu Peibai looked down, Shi Qi had already woken up, and was staring at himself with a smile on his face.

"Morning..." Inexplicably, a trace of shyness surfaced in my heart, and I could only cover up my embarrassment by saying hello.

Seventeen smiled and replied, "Morning, Ah Pei."

Fu Peibai smiled cheerfully, revealing a naive air.

The two of them didn't talk about getting up, and they just kept warm for a long time.

It was not until an hour later that Fu Peibai got up and put on his outer robe, and said while putting on his shoes and socks: "Go to sleep again, I'll go get breakfast."

Shi Qi made a gesture to get up and go together, but was gently pushed back on the bed by Fu Peibai.

"Good boy." Fu Peibai said, stroking her head.

Shi Qi looked away calmly, but the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, obviously he was the older one, but now he was treated as the younger one.

It's really a shame.

After Fu Peibai tucked her in the quilt, he went outside to get breakfast. The two sat opposite each other, eating quietly, looking up at each other from time to time, and smiling at each other.

Think more now is forever.

After breakfast, Fu Pei got up and hugged Shiqi, "I'm going to do something outside, I'll come back as soon as I go, wait for me."

Shi Qi didn't ask any more questions, and put his head on Fu Peibai's neck, feeling her warm body temperature, and said softly, "I'll wait for you."

Just three words gave Fu Peibai extremely powerful strength, she bowed her head and kissed the tear mole at the corner of Seventeen's eyes, stayed for a while, then pulled away and left.

On the ground, the cold wind was blowing, and the sky was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. She stood in the wind, took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually became firmer.

Without much delay, she immediately flew to the Northwest Army Garrison camp.

As soon as Qu Feng saw her, he pulled her into the camp, and asked in a low voice: "A Pei, there was an explosion in the West Ye Pavilion a few days ago, Zheng Hong is still missing, and you haven't been seen for a long time. Is this related to you?" ?”

Fu Peibai nodded, "It's a long story, I'll tell you in detail later, Zheng Hong is fine right now, I need you, Uncle Qu, to draw me a map of the Marshal's Mansion, and I'm going to get the last piece of climbing mausoleum now."

Qu Feng immediately took the pen and paper, and drew the internal structure of the Marshal's Mansion, tapping the lines on the map from time to time.

"Now the Marshal's Mansion is in chaos, and the guards are the most lax. You can sneak in from here, and walk along this path until you reach the treasure house in the mansion. Inside is the Xuanyuan Sword and the box containing the fragments of the climbing mausoleum. The whole body of the box is black, with a silver buckle, which is easy to identify. After you get the things, you turn them out through this window, and then leave the Marshal's Mansion from the backyard along this road."

Fu Peibai rolled up the map and put it in his arms, "Thank you, Uncle Qu, I may have to spend some days dealing with some private matters, and I will come back to discuss with you about dispatching troops after I finish my private matters."

Qu Feng patted her on the shoulder and said: "Okay, be careful in everything, if you need anything, you can write to report."

Fu Peibai nodded, turned and left the barracks.

After arriving in West Night City, she carefully observed the surroundings, but unexpectedly found that the city was peaceful, with no spies, no martial artists, only noisy pedestrians and vendors.

She had a different intuition, but time was tight and she couldn't allow her to think too much, so she quickly walked to the Marshal's Mansion after pulling down the brim of her hat.

As Qu Feng said, the Marshal's Mansion was laxly guarded, and even the gate was unguarded.

Fu Peibai came to the side wall, stepped on the wall, and quickly climbed into the mansion.

This corner was quiet, and she could vaguely hear some footsteps in the distance. She took out a map and compared the terrain in the mansion, and soon found the route that Qu Feng had planned for her.

She barely spent any effort to hide her figure along the path, and she came to the warehouse of the Marshal's Mansion smoothly.

There was an iron head lock on the door of the warehouse. She pulled out the Mingxiao sword and slashed at the chain. With a "click", the chain was broken instantly.

She immediately got into the storeroom and closed the door carefully. There was only a small window in the room that let in some sunlight, and the bright beam of light was shining on a wall. There is thick dust.

Fu Peibai stepped forward to take down the sword, and carefully skimmed off the dust on the handle, revealing the two sonorous and powerful characters underneath.

"Xuanyuan"

This is my father's sword, the sword that has accompanied my father on the battlefield for decades. Fu Peibai's heart is a little hot. She will carry his father's sword and inherit his father's ambition.

After carrying the Xuanyuan sword on her back, she bent down and continued to search in the messy room.

Dust particles filled the sunlight, and in an inconspicuous corner, a flat and long box was quietly placed.

Fu Peibai saw it as soon as she turned her head, and suddenly, as if she had been guided by something, she stretched out her hand and picked up the box.

Made of ebony, with a silver buckle, her heart skipped a beat, she picked up the buckle with her fingertips, and the box opened, and inside was an old piece of yellow cloth, which was exactly the same as the fragment of climbing the mausoleum that Kuchan gave her at that time.

Who would have thought that the last fragment of the climbing mausoleum was hidden in this unknown old warehouse.

She put the box in her bosom, opened the door and looked around through the window, and turned around after confirming that there was no one there, and then left along the path to the back door of the palace.

And just in response to her premonition, seeing the back door of the Marshal's Mansion appear in front of her eyes, dozens of people suddenly flew out of the walls in all directions.

These people stood on the roof tiles or the edge of the wall, each holding a gleaming weapon, their clothes fluttering, and they were domineering.

Fu Peibai didn't need to raise his head to know who the leader of these people was. It seemed that Lu Wencheng had predicted that she would come to the Marshal's Mansion, and had been lying in ambush here.

Lu Wencheng stood on the roof with his hands behind his back, with a gloomy expression, and beside him stood many heads and elders of martial arts masters. In just a few days, he had already summoned most of the decent forces in the world.

"Fu Peibai, you are a dignified disciple of the inner sect of the Tianji Sect, but you join the Demon Cult. You have failed Sect Master Lu's expectations. I advise you to wake up in time and capture you without a fight, so that I can keep your whole body."

The person who spoke was a disciple of a lesser-known sect, who was about the same age as Fu Peibai, but had an arrogant expression on his face.

Fu Peibai gave him a disgusted look, and then cast his eyes on Lu Wencheng.

The other party still had an extraordinary temperament and a righteous and dignified appearance, but she knew what kind of man with a human face and a beast heart was under such a skin.

The overwhelming hatred came in an instant, she gritted her teeth, and glared at Lu Wencheng, while Lu Wencheng looked at her with a regretful and distressed expression.

"Fu Peibai, let me ask you, Abbot Mingwen of Banruo Temple and Master Kuchan are so merciful that people who help the world are killed by your butcher knife, and the massacre of Lingyangmen not long ago was also caused by you. Because of this, now you have extended your claws to the Marshal of the Northwest Army, and now his life and death are unknown, what are your intentions?"

"To this day, I still can't believe that the disciple I picked up with one hand is such a madman." Lu Wencheng shook his head lightly, with regret and disappointment on his face.

He is so good at acting, Fu Peibai said with a sneer: "The hypocrisy is extremely high, let alone whether I am a member of the Luoying Sect or not. Is it true that everything and every incident is the work of the Luoying Sect? Framed and framed!" , Sect Master Lu is really proficient in this method."

He Yangyao waved the Lieyang Knife in his hand and scolded angrily: "The demon sect Xiao Xiao, brother Lu is an upright person, and everyone in the world can see it. How can you slander him? I think the old man admired you quite a lot at the beginning, but I was deceived by you if I didn't think about it." After the past, today, I will definitely clear you, a traitor, for the Tianji Sect!"

"Yes, kill him, kill him!"

Fu Peibai ignored the crowd, and continued to say to Lu Wencheng: "Sect Master Lu, what do you want us to ask? Don't you know it well? Isn't what we want exactly what you want? These famous and decent martial arts are also present What the family has been pursuing all their lives?"

She looked around at the crowd, and said in a high voice, "Everyone wants something, and it's all a map of climbing the mausoleum, isn't it?!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were filled with righteous indignation just now fell silent, with different expressions and different thoughts.

"Lu Wencheng, don't think that what you have done can be concealed forever. When the truth comes out, you will be ruined. I will ask you for the lives of 56 people in Huailiu Village!"

After Fu Peibai finished shouting, he picked up a water tank along the wall with the tip of his sword, and threw it at him. She naturally knew that this attack would not succeed, and she just needed a moment to escape.

While running wildly, Lu Wencheng's angry voice came from behind him.

"Create something out of nothing, talk nonsense, chase me, kill him!"

"Yes!"

A chasing battle quickly started in West Night City, and the place where the two sides passed was a mess.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Fu Peibai jumped off the ridge of the roof and stepped straight onto the table of the noodle stall on the side of the street. She pushed away the tall and strong man in front of her, and got into the busy avenue.

As she walked forward quickly, she took off her outer robe and threw it away, and was about to put down her hair bun to disguise herself, when a gloomy voice came from in front of her.

"caught you."

It's Wu Zhong!

When she raised her eyes, a silver light flashed in her pupils. Wu Zhong's big knife had already slashed towards her head. She hurriedly turned sideways to drive away the pedestrians, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Wu Zhong didn't give her a chance to breathe, and the next blow was approaching. Fu Peibai didn't take out Ming Xiao from his waist, but pulled out the epee Xuanyuan from his back with his backhand.

Xuanyuan, which was stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people, reappeared in the world, and the sharp blade shone coldly in the sun.

Holding the handle of the sword with both hands, she swept towards Wu Zhong, the blade passed over his chest, and then there was a sound of silk tearing.

Wu Zhong took a big step back, stared at Xuan Yuan and sneered, "Good sword."

Pedestrians on the road were frightened and dispersed, and the people chasing after him also rushed over and surrounded Fu Peibai.

Lu Wencheng's expression was extremely cold, and he ordered: "Kill him." After the sound fell, the sound of swords and swords rang out.

Fu Peibai struggled to deal with the sharp blades in all directions, and just kicked a Tianji disciple over, her back hurt, she kicked up the wall a few steps, jumped back, and the tip of the sword pierced the heart of the person who hurt her just now.

With a "tick", thick blood slid down the blade, she panted heavily, her pupils were almost scarlet.

Can't die, can't die...

She must go back alive, Shi Qi is still waiting for her.

It was this thought that exacerbated the onset of internal breath in the body, the blood in the four tendons and collaterals seemed to be burning, and the exhausted internal force burst out.

"Look, look quickly, him, his eyes! Sure enough, he is indeed a member of the Demon Cult, and he must have practiced evil techniques. Kill him, kill him quickly!"

Whoever shouted that in the crowd, everyone naturally noticed the strangeness in her eyes, and the crowd became angry again, and their attacks became more ruthless.

Several young disciples of the Tianji Sect laid out their sword formations and besieged Fu Peibai, but they were just less than a foot away from Fu Peibai when they were blown away by a strong air current.

Several people fell heavily to the ground, and their sabers were broken into several pieces.

Everyone was astonished, no one could have imagined that this person who had practiced martial arts for less than two years would have such profound internal strength, and for a while, he did not dare to get close to Fu Peibai who was standing with his head bowed.

Lu Wencheng pushed aside the person in front of him, and there was a strong murderous look in his deep eyes.

Before he said a word, the long sword at his waist flew out, stabbing at Fu Peibai's chest with the momentum of piercing the air. With a "bang", it bounced and flipped a few times in the air before falling back into Lu Wencheng's hand.

Lu Wencheng yelled, and flew towards Fu Peibai with a sword, and the young man who had been bowing his head finally raised his head, his pupils were blood red, and the veins on his neck were exposed. She raised her Xuan Yuan to block Lu Wencheng's attack.

A powerful airflow exploded from the two of them, and all the tables and chairs around them exploded in an instant.

Yellow sand was flying all over the sky, everyone covered their mouths and noses, and for a moment they couldn't see clearly the figures of the two fighting fiercely in the dust.

"I should have killed you long ago!" Lu Wencheng lowered his voice, and his sword became more and more fierce.

"Where is Yan Ran?!"

Fu Peibai was a little surprised, he thought that Lu Wencheng would ask her to hand over the fragments of the Dengling Mausoleum first, but she didn't answer, Xuan Yuan slashed at Lu Wencheng's neck.

Lu Wencheng dodged his head sideways, a cloud of black air rose in his hand, he grabbed Fu Peibai's wrist violently, and with a "zip", the leather wristband on his wrist seemed to be corroded, and white smoke came out.

Fu Peibai didn't dare to fight close to him any more, he tiptoed and took two steps back.

Lu Wencheng's chest rose and fell, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped in thick black mist, "I'll ask you again, where is Yan Ran!"

Fu Peibai replied while dodging: "Of course it's in Shi Qinghan's hands!"

Lu Wencheng was furious, and the black air was like a ferocious black dragon wrapped around the sword and slashed towards Fu Peibai.

Fu Peibai bent down to dodge, there was still a faint scalding feeling on his face when the black sword swept across just now.

Such treacherous power must be the evil skill that Lu Wencheng practiced, even if she drives [-]% of her internal force against the risk of exploding to death, she will not be his opponent.

Escape, can only escape.

The moment she realized it in her head, she had already taken several steps back, kicked out a piece of broken wood, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but a gust of wind came behind her, her shoulders suddenly hurt, and a hand wrapped in black air tightened in the corner of her eye. He grabbed her shoulder blades tightly.

"You still want to run?" Lu Wencheng's five fingers were like sharp claws, digging into the flesh and blood of Fu Peibai's shoulder blade.

Bloodshot eyes appeared in Fu Peibai's eyes, she roared wildly, pushed back Lu Wencheng with her back elbow, and stepped back clutching her shoulders.

Lu Wencheng didn't seem to be in a hurry, he raised his hand, and a spherical black mist rose from his palm, getting thicker and thicker, "I'll ask you again, where is Yan Ran?"

Fu Peibai sneered, "Okay, let me go, and I'll tell you."

Lu Wencheng shook his head, as if he no longer had the patience to spend more time talking with Fu Peibai, he raised his hand, and the black mist flew towards him.

Fu Peibai's pupils narrowed sharply, and when the black mist approached three inches to his face, the black mist suddenly melted away, and the surrounding yellow sand mist became thicker, and even a strong wind blew, and a "giggle" laughter suddenly sounded.

Lu Wencheng gritted his teeth and roared, "Shi Qinghan!"

The black-robed woman landed in front of Fu Peibai from mid-air, followed by two black-robed men, the chief envoy and the second envoy.

Shi Qinghan glanced at the embarrassed young man, and sneered: "It's really useless, I saved you again."

Fu Peibai relaxed his body, and his red eyes returned to normal.

"Get something?"

Fu Peibai hummed.

Shi Qinghan nodded in satisfaction, and said to the second teacher, "Take him away."

"Yes."

The Second Teaching Envoy grabbed Fu Peibai's arm and said "Let's go". A white mist soon filled the surroundings of the two of them.

When leaving, Fu Peibai heard Shi Qinghan's lazy voice, "Go, let me see how much I have taught you over the years, how much you have learned."