Secondary disease of rebirth

The night wind gusts mixed with a dangerous atmosphere, and Feng Yi's fluttering clothes flicked across the same dark night sky, and against the bright moon, he flew across the sky like a flying fairy.He was eagerly rushing towards a certain place, constantly driving his true energy to fly in the air.

The night in early summer was still a bit chilly, but he was sweating profusely because of his haste to rush on the road.

Because the day before yesterday, he accidentally caught a carrier pigeon, and after deciphering the signal on it, he instructed someone to assassinate Ling Feng.In the struggle for political power, there will be sacrifices at any time. Feng Yi cultivates the Tao and abandons his emotions, and he doesn't bother to care about these secular worlds.

But after sitting in retreat, he couldn't finish reciting a set of mental methods. The image of Ling Feng being pierced by a blade and stained with red loess kept coming to mind.

What's the matter, ever since Jitian met Ling Feng, he seemed to be tirelessly making things difficult for him everywhere.If such a person disappeared into the world, he should be happy, why is he so restless...

Could it be that time when Ling Feng came to harass him when he practiced swords on the top of the mountain, and left behind...

"Feng Yi, what about the ten-thousand-year lifespan you have cultivated, will you be happy? I can't live a life of such an annihilation of lust. I'd rather never have a glimpse of the way of heaven, and don't want to be without love and hatred."

"Vulgar." Feng Yi, who was sitting on the futon, blurted out, and only then woke up that his emotions were almost completely driven by that person, which was never before.

Biting his lower lip, the Song Dynasty is now in danger of being a traitor.Although such a courtier is a bit of a fool, he is extremely capable and loyal, and it is not good after all to be assassinated...

After giving herself a reason, Feng Yi quietly went down the mountain.

After he was on the road, he realized that he had been entangled for too long, and it was too late to come out, only two hours behind the time agreed on the carrier pigeon.

The black gown drew one arc after another in the air, and finally saw the shadows of Ling Feng and his party, point by point, and landed on the big tree above them.

"Hello..." Feng Yi didn't want to call his name directly, so he just said hello.

Ling Feng looked up and saw the person coming, he was slightly startled, before he could reply, suddenly, he felt a sudden chill in his hair, someone hugged him down with one hand, and fell to the ground.

There is a quiet and cold fragrance, it is Feng Yi.

The blade pierced through the air, with bursts of blood in it. Ling Feng raised his eyes to see, and the blood red stained his sight. ..

Feng Yi led him to narrowly avoid the attack, and when the two turned their heads, the accompanying people and several horses were all killed in the attack, and they were all killed by a single blow.The wind of the knife is as fast as lightning, and the momentum of the knife is as heavy as a thousand jun.

A few people in tights came slowly from the night with a gust of wind, and the blade headed towards Ling Feng without any explanation.

Ling Feng drew his sword extremely fast and swept away, the dust stirred up by the sword energy formed a cloud of smoke and went straight to the group of assassins in front of him.

When the man in black evaded the block, Ling Feng took Feng Yi back a few steps.

"It's a great honor for Ling to bother you all to take my life in the middle of the night." He showed no trace of fear, and the corner of his mouth still had the same presumptuous smile as usual.

In the face of a powerful enemy, his subordinates have died again and again, and it may be difficult to find another person in the world except Ling Feng who can still be so leisurely.Feng Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was holding her in his arms, and hurriedly broke free.

Ling Feng also let go of his hand in a timely manner, and whispered gently: "Are you here to save me?"

Feng Yi suddenly felt ashamed, "It's not..." He wanted to defend but didn't know what to say, did he say he was passing by?Passing by here in the middle of the night?

The man in black over there couldn't hold back his temper, and shouted: "Your Majesty asked us to take your head."

"Oh? That's it." Ling Feng nodded seriously, and then smiled wickedly, "Do you think I can believe you?"

Seeing this, the men in black didn't bother to talk anymore, they all rushed forward together, and Ling Feng raised his sword to meet them.The assassins were not young, and there were five or six of them, but they didn't take advantage of Ling Feng's body at all. The sound of sword clashing resounded throughout the night sky.

Feng also didn't move, his eyes were fixed on Ling Feng for a moment, looking at his graceful figure like a dragon, his face was calm and peaceful in the shadow of swords, lights and swords, his eyes flashed with the brilliance of beasts, cruel and bloodthirsty.The sword was also stained with the master's murderous aura, dancing like a spirit snake, screams were heard wherever the sword light went, blood splashed on the green grass beside the road, and it was dyed a strange red under the moon.

Just when Feng Yi felt that he didn't need to take action by himself, another person came from the sky.He was tall and strong, with only a pair of bloodshot eyes showing on his masked face, mixed with the biting wind of the knife, which made Feng Yi's eardrums hurt.

He could feel that this was the man who took the lives of all the cronies around Ling Feng in one move.

Not daring to be negligent, they raised their swords and joined the battle. Today is the first time they have teamed up, and the two standing side by side under the shadow of swords and swords are unstoppable.

Almost all the subordinates beside the visitor died in their hands. Ling Feng's long sword flew up and took the head of the visitor. When the blade was turned, everything seemed to be cut off.

The man in black smirked and blocked Ling Feng's attack, and went directly towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi didn't expect him to do this, he turned his sword back to block, the sword light was lingering, several moves passed, how could Ling Feng let him continue to target Feng Yi, the piercing sword force attacked that person again.

Seeing that not only could Ling Feng's life not be taken away, but he might die here, the man in black threw a smoke bomb, jumped up a tree, and disappeared into the night.

All the battles ended in just a moment, and the previous silence was restored.When Ling Feng turned around, the raging killing intent in his eyes was gone, and when he looked at Feng Yi again, he faintly noticed something strange.

Feng Yi's black skirt seemed to have been soaked with water, and there were deep and shallow marks on his body.

Ling Feng was so shocked that he took two steps forward and touched it with his hand, and then saw that the scarlet stain on his finger was warm blood.

Feng Yi's pale face was hard to speak, and she slowly slid down. Ling Feng quickly hugged her in his arms, and heard a soft sentence before losing consciousness...

"You really aren't good at melee attacks..."

In the dimness, it seemed to be in the warm spring water, slowly opened his eyes, and it took a long time to see the scene in front of him clearly under the haze.The steaming water mist was lingering, and there was a person in the pool with him, and even the firm outline seemed to be softened a bit by being here.

"Awake? Is it better?"

When a gentle voice came, Feng Yi finally became fully awake, and looked down at himself with some horror.Even though he was soaked in water, he was still wearing a white undershirt, and the wound on his chest was almost healed.

"Among the things rewarded by the imperial court, the plasters from the Western Regions are the best." Ling Feng said calmly, thinking that he only paid two cans of plasters that year, but he anxiously poured out more than half of them on Feng Yi's wound Otherwise, he would not heal so quickly.

Ling Feng was leaning against the edge of the pool at this time, his thin underwear was soaked in the pool water and was almost transparent. It pressed against his skin to outline a vigorous and delicate line, and the old scar across his chest was faintly visible at the neckline.

It's a soldier's badge, an accessory to glory.

Feng also saw Ling Feng's eyes full of pity, and couldn't help feeling sad, and hurriedly looked away, suppressing his mind, his face was a little paler than before.

"But the wound hurts again?" Ling Feng was concerned and wanted to get closer, but Feng Yi moved back in panic, and he also stopped.

The white mist in the pool was steaming. Although the two were not far apart, they couldn't see clearly through the heavy water vapor.Ling Feng stared blankly at Feng Yi, who was softened by the water mist and became more beautiful. He felt that the person in front of him seemed far away and close at the same time, clearly within reach, but separated by a gap that he didn't know how to bridge.

"Thank you." Ling Feng rarely expressed his thanks with a serious smile.

It really made Feng Yi a little at a loss, "Instead, he was injured and caused trouble for the general." In fact, if he hadn't been in a hurry all the way, and his true energy was too urgent, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

Feng also didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or the steaming heat, the original white jade complexion was soaked in a layer of blush by the scorching hot spring, and the crystal water droplets looked across the cheeks, and the eyes hung aside, not daring to meet her.

This gesture fell into Ling Feng's eyes, and his slender sword eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.Suddenly getting up from the water, Ling Feng grabbed a bath towel with his long hands, "The emperor sent me to enter the palace earlier, and seeing that you are fine, I can rest assured."

The person in the pool made him uneasy, which is rare, and he left the spring room with his long legs, as if he could suppress the confusion in his heart by being far away.

Feng Yi looked at Ling Feng's back and made a wry smile.The chief disciple of the Qingxu sect in Wuhua Mountain, the great generals who strategized in the imperial court and the royal family, each have their own prominent positions and powers, no matter how they ignore the rumors and go against the ethics, they will never be able to meet each other.

Feng also buried his head in the water, as if to wash away all the haze with spring water.The slightly hot pool water swims around, and every part of the body is ironed and comfortable, making people forget the secular world and can't help but indulge in it...

what……

Is it a memory again?This sour pain...

Slowly opening his eyes, he met several worried faces, especially Lian Ye's, who was cautious and concerned, like a big dog that might be abandoned at any time, and his heart inevitably softened.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired..." Feng Yi wanted to smile, but felt that the corners of his mouth were stiff, and his desire to suppress the turmoil was already the limit.

"How about... rest for a while?" Lian Ye hesitated for a while but couldn't help but speak.

Feng Yi shook his head, he understood that the rest Lian Ye said was not for a short rest here, but for him to lose his human form.This kind of fragments kept coming up, and when he fell into the memory, he couldn't perceive the reality at all.This made Feng Yi very uneasy, fearing that the next time it happened again, he would never wake up again, stuck in a strange past that didn't seem to belong to him at all.

Seeing Feng Yi's resoluteness, Lian Ye couldn't stop him, and signaled Qian Yu and Lian Jue to move on, but no matter how big the general's mansion was, they would have to visit it all.

They turned the place upside down, but they didn't find any trace of Feng Yi's body.What is wrong?Or are they missing something?

The author has something to say:

=3333=First of all, clear the mines, Ling Feng is destined to be in the past, and will no longer rush for small attacks with thick lines,

Therefore, choosing one of the two that you like to hear and see will not appear. Babies, don’t worry, Ye Zi is a real mother~