The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

He felt no pain as the blade pierced his skin, but the bright red stung his eyes.

Gu Feng backhandedly pushed the man in black towards his own room.

At this time, several fellow disciples chased him out, and Gu Feng pointed to the outside of the inn: "I saw a shadow escaped, hurry up!"

The result of the chase is naturally nothing.

Gu Feng dragged his cold and tired body back to the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, and opened the closet forcefully.He was full of anger, but when his sight came into contact with the pale and weak girl, it instantly turned into helplessness and distress.

He smiled wryly in his heart, he probably would never be able to be truly angry with her and ignore her.

"Come out and bandage the wound."

Mo Yue crawled out slowly, and murmured: "Your injury..."

Her sword was originally for self-protection, and she never thought that Gu Feng would not dodge or dodge.

Gu Feng casually glanced at his shoulder, where the flesh had been soaked by the rain and opened to both sides, and there were faintly visible bones.

She was really hard on herself.

Gu Feng hooked the corners of his lips, and said mockingly: "I can't die anyway."

Then he took out a jasper porcelain vase from his sleeve and asked Mo Yue, "Can you do it yourself?"

The wound was on the waist and abdomen, Mo Yue's cheeks were flushed, and she whispered: "It's okay."

Gu Feng put down the bed curtain and signaled Mo Yue to go in: "Don't let others see your shadow, they will be suspicious."

Mo Yue sat on the bed according to her words, covered the curtain, untied her clothes, picked out a light yellow clear plaster from the porcelain bottle, and slowly applied the wound.

The room was very quiet, the silence was suffocating.

After a long time, Gu Feng's low voice came over, with depression and pain: "Why?"

There is no antecedent, no consequence.Three short words, but asked all the unwillingness in his heart.

Mo Yue's hand paused, this time she did not evade: "You really want to know? Then I will tell you."

"Twelve years ago, there was a large-scale locust plague in the south of the Yangtze River, which destroyed the crops of tens of thousands of people. The imperial court allocated 12 taels of silver for disaster relief, but nearly 80 taels of silver were embezzled by the local magistrate and officials at all levels. As for the people who were displaced and starved to death. One county magistrate couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly collected a lot of evidence and planned to risk his life to go to Beijing to make an appeal. Unfortunately, he was assassinated and died before leaving his house. You must have guessed that man , it is my father."

Mo Yue's tone was very flat, as if she was talking about other people's affairs: "Are you wondering why I didn't die? Because my mother pushed me out of the dog hole with all her strength and told me to run, Run as far as you can and never look back. I was terrified, hid in a pile of straw not far away, just watched the murderer set my yard on fire, the yard that carried all my laughter and memories , fell into a sea of ​​flames...the fire shone on the murderer's face, and there was a hideous scar on his forehead, which I will never forget..."

Even when she was closest to Gu Feng, Mo Yue never told him about her life experience.Gu Feng originally thought that she was just a girl from a common people's family, but because of natural disasters and man-made disasters, she was alone.Never thought it would be so miserable.

"Such a big thing...why didn't you tell me? Also, what does this have to do with the master? Why are you going to assassinate him?"

Gu Feng's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Mo Yue with great regret: "I can help you...you are a girl, why do you have to live so hard..."

Mo Yue fastened her belt, walked slowly to the table and sat down, and smiled coldly: "Tell you? You help me? If I tell you, Mo Yan is the murderer who ordered people to kill my father. Will you help me too?"

Gu Feng's face turned pale in an instant, and his voice trembled as he asked, "What did you say?! You... did you make a mistake?"

Although the master is strict, he is rigorous and upright. How could he be the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately?

"Look, you don't even want to believe the letter, how can you help me?" Mo Yue seemed to have expected this kind of reaction from him, with an extremely indifferent expression: "How can you make a mistake? If you don't If you believe me, just ask Mo Yan to see if he has ever done such a wicked thing?"

"Is it the night of the Qixi Festival..." Gu Feng suddenly remembered that on the night of the Qixi Festival, he played the phoenix Qiuhuang to express his love to Mo Yue, but saw her poisonous and resentful eyes.Since then, she has treated herself more and more indifferently until she became a stranger.

I thought that that night would be the beginning of my life's happiness.Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the end of all good things.

"Yes, that night, I saw the scarred face of arsonist. I followed him the next day and found out slowly that he used to be Mo Yan's subordinate, and all his actions were ordered by Mo Yan. "

Speaking of this, Mo Yue was silent for a long time, and then she spoke again, her voice was finally filled with sadness: "Brother, do you think I don't want to tell you? But how should I speak? Mo Yan has the kindness of nurturing you, in your heart You are like a brother like a father. Even if I say it, what can you do? It will only increase your pain. I can only alienate you, at least when I kill him, I don’t have to make you in a dilemma. "

Mo Yue got up: "I have already said everything you want to know. It doesn't matter if you are willing to keep your mouth shut, it doesn't matter if you tell Mo Yan. Let's just say goodbye and we don't need to have any more interactions in the future."

Her figure quickly plunged into the heavy rain and disappeared into the darkness.

"Can't... are both of you okay?"

The rain was getting heavier, and with the cold wind rushing and slowing down, "crackling" slapped the eaves.It was as if thousands of troops were stepping on Gu Feng's heart one after another, leaving it riddled with holes and scars.

Crystal tears rolled down his cheeks drop by drop: "I don't want to lose either of you two!"

The attack on the head is no small matter.

After dawn, Mo Yan led his disciples back to Yunju Peak.

Sure enough, Mo Yue never said a word to Gu Feng again, and was even more indifferent than before.

A few days later, Mo Yan called Gu Feng to the study alone: ​​"Master suspects that the person who assassinated me that night was a disciple of our own sect. The teacher did not make it public that night, because he was afraid of causing unnecessary disturbances. Now that you have returned, you should secretly investigate this matter, and report any clues to the teacher immediately, understand?"

With cold sweat running down Gu Feng's back, he knew that with his master's shrewdness, this matter would never be exposed so lightly.But he was even more rejoicing that he was the one who was instructed by his master to investigate this matter, otherwise Mo Yue would never escape this disaster.

He respectfully agreed, and retreated weakly.