The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

The vines sprouted from the forest, and it really covered a huge hole.However, there is a deep pool in front of the entrance of the cave, and the sun's shadow is scorching, shining on the pool water, reflecting scales and waves.

Sifeng was holding Xuanji and was about to get closer when he suddenly heard the purple fox screaming behind him: "Yu Sifeng, be careful!"

The two turned their heads subconsciously, and saw a bright fireball, like the sun falling in the sky, smashing towards them fiercely.

Thunder Fireball!

If it falls on the body, it will be fatal!

Si Feng's pupils constricted suddenly, and there was only a pool of deep water ahead...

There is no flash, there is no avoiding it!At this critical moment, Si Feng grabbed Xuanji's waist and jumped into the pool.

The pool water surged from all directions, icy cold, pouring into people's ears, nose, mouth and eyes, crushing the heart and lungs, and one could almost hear the "cracking" sound of the bones under this squeeze.

The body hurts, and the blood in the whole body seems to be flowing backwards.

Si Feng held Xuanji's hand tightly, not daring to let go for a moment.

There is a problem with this pool of water!He thought in a daze, gritted his teeth and insisted.

Must go ashore, must get out of here!

In a trance, it seemed that something slowly fell, covering the entire water surface.

That thing emitted an icy blue light, illuminating the deep pool of water, rendering them also a pale icy blue.

These lights are like gentle tentacles, gently soothing every part of the body, making Si Feng's body, which was still in pain just now, become soothing and light, and his brain is also dizzy.

He managed to open his eyes and looked at it. The thing seemed to be a mirror, soft and lustrous, piercing people's hearts.

Another one emerged from his body, like a catkin, fluttering and flying to the far side, until he flew to the window of an attic.

The moon was as clear as water, and a young girl was lying on the couch in the attic, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her face was full of pain. She was obviously struggling in a nightmare.

Si Feng took a step forward in disbelief: "Xuanji!"

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Lanyue had a nightmare. In her sleep, there was fire, blood, and death everywhere. The pavilions collapsed and corpses piled up.She knew that this was the army sent by the imperial court to strangle her family members for the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason.

The father's desolate eyes and the mother's desperate face kept shaking before her eyes.

Someone fled, crying: "I am not collaborating with the enemy and treason, don't kill me, I don't want to die..."

A sharp long sword pierced through his back and pierced through his front. With his eyes wide open, he fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Don't kill my Zhao'er, he's still so young, officer, please!"

The young woman, dressed luxuriously but with slanted temples, hugged a famous baby tightly in her arms, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to a burly man.

With a lewd and lewd smile, the big man used the tip of his knife to poke the young woman's skirt a little bit, shamelessly: "You are pretty, let me play with it first."

The young woman's face was full of tears, and she was trembling all over, but she clenched her teeth tightly, not daring to move a little.I'm afraid that he will become violent and hurt the child in his arms.

With big black eyes open, the baby looked around at the home that was soaked in blood and fire, and suddenly opened his mouth, crying loudly.

The young woman hurriedly covered the child's mouth, but it was too late.The point of the big man's knife finally plunged into the child's body without hesitation: "What are you crying for? Your life has ruined my spirits, you little bastard, go die!"

The young woman's eyes were on the child and the tip of the knife, and she stayed there for a while, then suddenly let out a shrill scream, and threw herself at the big man: "I will kill you!"

"Pfft!"There was another sound of sharp blades piercing through the flesh, and the young woman's beautiful eyes reflected the last ray of fire, and then slowly closed.

"sister in law!"

Lan Yue sat up violently, shaking violently all over her body.

The scene in the dream, even though many years have passed, is still bloody and painful, as if it happened just yesterday.

Lanyue covered her face with her hands, only to realize that she had already burst into tears.

He raised his sleeves, wiped away his tears, took the moon and turned over and got out of bed.He picked up the teapot on the table and filled a cup, then drank it up in one gulp, suppressing the pain of burning blood in his body a little bit.

"Dong dong dong", the shrill and thin voice of the bustard came from outside the door: "Lanyue, Miss Fengyan is going to perform a dance soon, and I want Mr. Fang to accompany her. Go and talk to Mr. Fang. Miss Fengyan said Yes, double the pay."

Lanyue replied coldly: "She wants Mr. Fang to accompany her, but she can call it by herself. Why do you come to me? I am not someone from Mr. Fang."

"Oh, no one in Tingxue Tower knows that Mr. Fang only listens to you alone. He will do whatever you ask him to do. How can others order him?"

Lanyue leaned on the edge of the table and sat down, got another cup of tea, held it in her hand and sipped it slowly, and casually asked: "Which honored guest is Sister Fengyan dancing for tonight? Why is she so generous? Reward less silver?"

"Hey, who else can it be? It's that Mr. Joe."

"Young Master Qiao?" Lan Yuehuo stood up, walked over to open the door a few steps: "But Young Master Qiao from the Qiao Mansion in the south of the city?"

The bustard put on a thick layer of powder on her face and appeared at the door.With a smile, the powder on his face trembled: "Isn't that the one, besides him, who else is willing to spend so much money?"

Lanyue's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees: "Okay, please tell my mother to tell Sister Fengyan that I will invite Mr. Fang right now, and let her dress up and just wait."

"Okay!" The old bustard immediately smiled, twisted her fat buttocks and trembled three times, stepped on the stair boards creakingly, and went downstairs slowly.

Mr. Fang's bedroom is not far from Lanyue's.

The silk and bamboo are messy outside, and the paper is drunk.

In that bedroom, however, the lights were like beans, and it was quiet and quiet, out of tune with this chaotic world.

Lanyue tapped the door twice with her fingers, and the door was opened.The young man in a green shirt, with his hair half up and half draped, stood there with obvious joy in his eyes: "May I ask why Miss Lanyue is looking for me?"

For some reason, Lanyue suddenly didn't want to tell her purpose so quickly.

"Can't I come if it's okay?"

"I can't ask for it." Fang Mubai turned sideways: "Girl, please come in."

This is the first time Lanyue has come to his room.His bedroom is just like his own person, simple and plain, but full of elegance and elegance.

A thick book was placed upside down on the table.He must have been reading a book before Lanyue came.

"What book did you read, sir?"

It doesn't mean that Fang Mubai answered, Lanyue has stretched out her slender fingers and picked up the book.

"Straightforward Explanation of the Four Books? You are really knowledgeable and talented, sir, with lofty aspirations."

Lanyue only glanced briefly, and wrote many eyebrow comments in the blank space of the book.Although the characters are small, they are extremely neat, smooth and flowing, and the writing is like a cloud of smoke.

Before she became a dancer, she also read poetry and books.It is natural to know that not everyone can understand "Four Books Straight Explanation".Only a person with a chest and a broad mind can see so carefully and taste so deeply.

Lanyue couldn't help but look at the young man under the candlelight, his temperament was like a chrysanthemum, light and clear.It can be seen that this is a person who is gentle on the outside, but is actually very resolute in his bones.

Lanyue put down the book, and asked casually: "Sir, after reading such a book, is he planning to enroll in an imperial examination and look far ahead, right?"

Fang Mubai poured a cup of clear tea, held it to Lanyue's hand, and replied with a smile: "It's just a leisure time, just for fun. I'm like duckweed now, and I don't plan to live in the temple in the future. I don't even have any interest, I just want to live in a corner and live a normal life."

For some reason, these words made Lanyue feel extremely harsh. She sneered: "Mr. is obviously full of talent, but he wants to be a luthier in such a dirty place! What's wrong with fame and fortune?" Okay? It can make you do whatever you want, it can make you turn black and white, it can make you disregard human life, it can make you take killing as pleasure..."

Fang Mubai looked at her in astonishment: "Lanyue, you, are you crying?"

A warm fingertip rests on the corner of Lanyue's eyes, and wipes it gently.Like the spring breeze in March, gently blowing across the cheeks.With regret, mixed with love and pity.

"Don't cry, can you tell me something?"

The voice was as low as a sigh.

"You read it wrong!" Lanyue pushed him away fiercely.The weakness just now seemed to be just an illusion, and she instantly returned to her usual cold indifference: "It's just that the candlelight is too dazzling, so there are no tears!"

She straightened her temples as a cover-up: "I forgot to tell you, Miss Feng Yan invites you to play a song for her, and the reward will be doubled. Please pack your things, sir, and go now."

Looking at Lanyue's back, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Fang Mubai's lips, and he twirled lightly with his hanging fingertips, which still had a soft touch.