Episode 40 The so-called Seven Slight

"Since you have said that we are fellow people, why do you have to ask again!" After saying that, Yan Moxue pulled out the green jade soft sword from her waist, pointed to the man's eyes, and smiled flatteredly and said, "This tower is no longer safe now. It's better to leave you to give those people a little explanation." The people in her mouth are undoubtedly the inner guards who are gathering under the tower, and the torch has surrounded the whole town tower in an instant. However, Yan Moxue knew that if both of them left at this time, those people would definitely search the whole palace. But if one person is left, maybe the farce will come to an end.

Naturally, she knows the difference in strength between this person and herself, so she is not worried at all. The two looked at each other. When the man in black saw that the other party had shown his weapons, he did not care how many people had gathered under the tower, and pulled out his sword to fight with the bright ink snow blood.

The wind stopped, and with a choking sound, the two of them drew their swords at the same time. The clear moonlight suddenly shone on the snowy sword front, and the silver-white sword light quickly occupied all the sight. The originally cold weather was more desolate by the cold sword light. The sword spirit is vertical and murderous, and the crisp attack field hits the eardrums of the people under the tower. From time to time, the two swords splashed sparks at the starting point because of the violent impact. However, in the eyes of the people under the tower, they only feel that the dark shadows are moving back and forth in the night sky.

But after all, the difference in strength is too big. After a few moves, the man in black was defeated and his chest was bright red. The disparity in strength is futile. You... lost." Yan Moxue smiled with satisfaction, withdrew the soft sword and said, "If you don't die by chance, you can go to the Flame Demon Gate to avenge me. I will wait."

The man in black was shocked, and his eyes smiled coldly. With the help of the crossbar, he jumped down the Zhentian Tower.

However, Yan Moxue did not expect that the man in black would repay his mortal heart and shoot the sword at her fiercely with his last strength. She dodged, and there was no landing point in mid-air, let alone move her body. Although Yan Moxue had avoided the sword, her sword spirit was aggressive, like breaking through the air and attacked her. If she was hit by the sword spirit, Yan Moxue knew that she would definitely fall off the moon tower. However, at this moment, seeing that the sword light was approaching, she could only be forced to block it with internal force.

Who would have thought... Her waist suddenly tightened, and when she lowered her eyes, a whip wrapped around her body in an instant. Then, a masked man in black suddenly appeared in front of him. Suddenly, he moved very fast and stood in front of her. He not only cut off the sword with his bare hands without any injury, but also held her with his big hand and disappeared under the night with the help of the tree branch.

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The light skill of the masked man in black is extremely high, even far above the bright ink snow. The street at dawn was empty, and the man took her to fly back and forth between the house, the street and the street, and finally stopped firmly on an empty road.

As soon as he landed, sparse footsteps came from afar. Yan Moxue just wanted to ask who the man was. Unexpectedly, he had disappeared into the thick night.

"Lord." What came was whispers, as if worried, "I just noticed Ziyue City. Did something happen?"

Yan Moxue ignored it, but kept staring at the direction of the mysterious masked man's disappearance. The familiar back under the bright moon and the familiar smell still remaining on her waist made her mutter, "That back... is really familiar! Who is he?

Seeing the master looking into the distance, he couldn't recover for a long time and said again. Master..."

His face sank and his heart was silent. Yan Moxue came to her senses and said in a low voice, "Say."

"Yes. Just now, my subordinates found that there was a riot in Ziyue City, so I wanted to ask... if it happened in the city..." However, before the whispers were finished, Yan Moxue suddenly trembled like an electric shock, and then covered her chest with her hands, and sweat slowly overflowed from her forehead, with a ferocious expression. He was shocked and thought that the hall master was injured. He quickly came forward to help him and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Yan Moxue gritted her teeth and shook her head palely. She exhaled until her chest was no longer so tingling that she reluctantly took out the book wrapped in a scarf from her arms. It seems that what the ghost brake said is true. She thought silently.

"This book?" However, he stared at the book in Yan Moxue's hand and couldn't help but say, "How can this book be exactly the same as the ghost brake gave to his subordinates?"

"Real?" Hearing this, she raised her eyes coldly, and her eyes flashed a trace of coldness. She said coldly, "Tell it again!"

"It's true." She said respectfully, and then spread her hands and handed the things given to her by the ghost brake before leaving to the master.

There was a momentary pause. Yan Moxue glanced coldly and wanted to reach out her hand, but she was afraid of being burned again and hesitated. But in the end, she held her breath and gently touched the cold book skin with her fingers, but... "How could this happen?" How come there is no sense of needleing at all? Yan Moxue took the book and turned it back and forth, but there was nothing strange in the palm of her hand.

"How is this possible?" Obviously, it is the same book, but the three rotten scarlet characters of "Fang Ji Strategy" are faintly written on the surface of this book, but why doesn't she feel any pain when holding this book?

Seeing that the master's face was confused, he didn't dare to say much, and only said the words of the ghost brake one by one: "Master, this is what the ghost brake will give to you! Guisha said that as long as you follow this book, you can find what you want.

Hearing the words, Yan Mo Xue glanced coldly, and there was a slight change on her face. However, calming down, she just slowly tore the corners of her lips and sneered, "Fang Ji Strategy!! Ha ha, so that's what you want!" Staring at the book in his hand and looking at the other book taken out in her arms, countless doubts flashed in Yan Moxue's eyes, and she gradually had some clear thoughts in her heart.

"What else did the ghost brake say?" She asked.

Shaking his head. No, the ghost brake only asked the hall master to go back earlier.

Yan Moxue sneered, and there was a piece in her eyes. Under her fake face, she was in a trance that people couldn't see through. This... you bring back to the Flame Gate." After a long time, she slowly raised her eyes and handed over the two books in her hand to Xu Yu.

"What about you, Master?" I took the book inexprehensively.

Yan Moxue shook her head slightly, "I have something else to do, so I won't go back." She smiled coldly, and suddenly a flash appeared and said, "If the ghost asks, you can help me bring him another word. He said that if he really wanted to find those seven books, I could still do him a big favor.

seven books? What seven books? The whisper sounded blankly, but still respectfully collected his hands. Yes."

After the whisper, there was only bright snow left in the empty street, facing the cold wind, blowing away her long hair as elegant as night and the pure white skirt. For a moment, she was like a fallen fairy, standing alone on the uninhabited street, with a calm face like a newborn baby, as beautiful.

However, after a long time, Yan Moxue suddenly stretched out her hand and slowly tore off the human skin mask on her face.

Another face disappeared, and suddenly, the slightly bent eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth were unreservedly displayed in the dark night, like a curse-like beauty between a child and a woman, which really contained too much **. Sometimes, people know that her smile is just a joke, but they willingly fall and fall...

Perhaps because of this cursed beauty, her fate has been so tortuous from the beginning that even... is not controlled by anyone at all!

In the end, blowing the chilly wind, Yan Moxue quietly stepped up, but found that her feet were so stiff that she could not move. What's wrong with her? Forced to help, she found a step and sat down slowly, then put her hands on her knees and buried her head deep in it.

Ghost brake, ghost brake, what on earth do you think? Why are you even spying at those seven books? Have you forgotten what the Ghost Brake King once warned us? Have you forgotten what kind of disaster the seven books brought thousands of years ago? Or... even you want to get those seven books and dominate the world? Is the world really that important?

However, the answer is not something that anyone can guess at all. The wind swept by and hit the thin clothes of the snow, only asking her to keep herself tighter, hoping that the residual heat on her body would not subside.

At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the distance, which was very light. It was not until the black boots appeared in front of Mo Xue that she raised her eyes in astonishment.

"Girl, do you remember me?" Yan Moxue slowly raised her eyes and met a pair of eyes as clear as night. She looked stunned and stayed in place for a moment. The prince was probably afraid that Yan Moxue would not recognize him, and specially added, "Last time it was in the imperial kingdom, we have seen..." He smiled. The smile was very sweet, but with a strange gentleness, which gradually warmed Mo Yanxue's cold heart.

She looked around, then slowly got up and smiled faintly, "I remember that you are the blue man who helped me retrieve the purse in the imperial kingdom." Yan Moxue said quietly, not forgetting to add in her heart: It was still the '** thief' who was played in the brothel and pretended to be Yu Yu in the brothel.

"Girl, so you remember." Hearing Yan Moxue's words, Feng Che's face was full of joy, like a child. Then he looked around and saw that the street was empty. He couldn't help asking doubtfully, "Oh, girl, why are you still alone outside so late?"

"I..." Yan Moxue looked around. Really, the street was empty and there was no one. She looked back and was speechless.

"I know, you must be lost!" He guessed proudly.

Yan Moxue drew a black line from the corners of her eyes and shook her head.

"Well... I know, don't you have a place to live?" Feng Che is very good at amuseing himself and guessing in the same place.

"I..." still seems to be speechless. How to explain it?

"Why don't you go to my house!" Seeing that Yan Moxue didn't know how to speak, he blurted out on his own initiative, and then stared at Yan Moxue for a long time before he found that something was wrong. He quickly showed the smile of the cute big boy and waved his hand to explain, "Oh! Girl, don't get me wrong, I'm just..."

"Thank you." Yan Moxue nods and smiles, that smile... charming, lonely and beautiful, the wind is clear and stays in place, which is simply amazing.

Seeing a bookish young man showing such a cute and silly smile, Yan Moxue's original bad mood seemed to be suddenly taken away by him, and she couldn't help laughing softly. Feng Che also seemed to finally come to his senses because of Yan Moxue's smile, scratched his head, smiled shyly and said, "Then... let's go."

"Wait a minute." Yan Moxue suddenly stopped him, "Don't you want to be a member of the imperial country? Why did it appear here?"

"No, I'm from Feng, but I live in the imperial country all year round, and this time I happen to come to the moon country." Feng Che explained.

Yan Moxue smiled and suddenly found that she didn't even know his name. I don't know the son's name yet?"

"My name is Feng Che, where's the girl?" He said bluntly.

"My surname is Yan."

"Beautious? This surname is rare. And it's strange.

"I changed it myself." She can't afford to use that surname, the surname that belongs to the Eastern royal family, and she doesn't want to use it anymore! Because... she is no longer the Oriental Moxue. She is Yan Moxue, the owner of the Flame Magic Gate Yansha - Yanluosha.

"So that's it. Let's go quickly... Yan girl."

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[Wind Mansion]

After walking with Feng Che for about half a time, a small mansion appeared in front of him. Although it is also a carved beam painting building and Zhumen Xuanwa, the wall tile is slightly old, making the whole mansion look a little old. However, these don't matter to Yan Moxue. Even when she saw Feng Che again tonight, she felt that it was just a coincidence. Therefore, she naturally did not feel surprised when she followed Feng Che into the wind house.

"Miss Yan, I've been wronged for you to sleep here all night tonight." After tossing around many corridors, Feng Che finally stopped in front of a quite elegant hut, and then said to Yan Moxue behind him with a smile.

"No." Yan Moxue shook her head slightly, and she was satisfied with the tile covering her head, not to mention that the room was not bad at all.

However, along the way, she has cleared some clues and some things she wants to ask. By the way, Mr. Feng, do you know what has happened in the imperial country these days? Yan Moxue knew that it was abrupt and even impolite to ask such a question. But since she returned to the Flame Gate and showed her mentality of revenge, Ghost Brake seemed to deliberately prevent her from knowing something, some things that happened in the imperial country, some things in the past, including... some things about him.

"Imperial Kingdom!" When Yan Moxue asked this question, Feng Che thought for a moment before answering, "There seems to be a one a few days ago, which is still related to our Yueguo."

"What's the matter?" She is eager to know that this can help her sort out the current situation and her future plans as soon as possible.

"It's nothing, just some territorial issues. Oh, I remember that the imperial kingdom seems to have sent General Wang Xiaobing to guard the border. It should still be in Maocheng now!" He scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure about anything else!" Then he giggled.

"Maocheng?" Yan Moxue's eyes flashed and muttered, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

"You're welcome. Go to bed early." After saying that, Feng Che left alone.

Closing the door, Yan Moxue quietly leaned against the door, lowered her eyes very low, closed her eyes, and stood still. Maocheng..." Finally, she slowly spit out these two words, and there was a slight change in her face.

"Xiao Bing, it seems that we are really predestined..."