Chapter 52 Change of Identity

When Yushu Ziyi walked to the foot of the mountain, he suddenly thought of something and hurried to the back of Nanshan where he was.

The road of Canglan is indeed the only land road from customs to Kyoto, Muyue, but there is also a narrow waterway to the north of Nanshan, sandwiched between two steep peaks, allowing only one boat to pass through.

If the lord of the palace does not take the land road, will he take the path from that dangerous waterway?

If he can think of this, will Lingyuxiang also think of this?

What he is worried about is not that Lingyun, the owner of the palace, will return to the palace alive, but whether Lingyuxiang will personally come here to design a trap to kill the owner of the palace?

The owner of Lingyun Palace is also his biological aunt and a member of the Ling family.

He didn't want to see any relatives of the Ling clan die, let alone see his family kill each other, so that uneasy foreboding made him fly to the foot of another peak in the north of Nanshan.

Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion in his ear, and the dust spread all over him. He immediately fell to the ground and dodged the gravel flying in mid-air. After half a sound, the valley explosion slowly stopped, in exchange for a dead silence. After the death, a woman's tip suddenly came from the bloody wind. Sharp laughter.

Yu Shuzi's heart sank and quickly got up, looking for the direction of the explosion and sprinted along the mountain road.

The narrow valley was almost dry, but a foot of blood rose. On the bloody water, there were some wood debris and clothes that had been blown into pieces, and even people's hands or feet, or an eye, a nose...

In a word, the scene is extremely tragic.

Yushu Ziyi couldn't help vomiting. It seems that his hunch is not wrong at all. Lingyuxiang has indeed sent another person here, and the way to ambush him in Canglan is just to use him to attract other enemies.

What a thoughtful plan, what a spiritual rain. No wonder a group of useless dead men will be sent to him--

"Cousin Ziyi, we finally met again." Behind him, a charming voice that disgusted him to the extreme came, "I haven't seen you for half a day. I'm really worried about you--"

Yu Shuziyi was still vomiting, and his arms suddenly wrapped around his waist. His back sank, but Lingyu leaned his head on his back.

"If I had known that I would be so afraid of losing you, I shouldn't have let you go. Have you met the killer sent by Hua Che?"

Yu Shuziyi suddenly grabbed Lingyu's wrist with his backhand, and the star's shining eyes shot extreme grief and indignation: "Did you kill Lingyun, the Lord of the palace?"

"Yes! We came here to kill her. Now she is shattered and has no bones. Our plan has completed the first step. Aren't you happy? A sense of joy of victory completely appeared on her face. She didn't have any sadness and guilt. Even if she killed it, it was her relatives. Her soft body slowly leaned against the cliff behind her. Looking at Yushu Ziyi, she smiled charmingly and said, "C cousin Ziyi, do you know why you fell into my hands? It's because you are too kind that you can't bear to kill Lingyue's little cousin, but also can't bear to see Lingyun, the lord of the palace, buried here. Even I, you actually can't bear to kill, right?

A sentence is right in his heart, and Yu Shu Ziyi's face is full of pain. Yes, he will never be as cruel as this woman. He really has too many concerns. Is it a woman's benevolence?

But where should he put his ideals and ambitions?

Is it really impossible to save this sore musk moon country and the fragmented Ling clan?

Yu Guo, Yu Jia, what should he do?

"Cousin Ziyi, you have already guessed that the old and cunning Lord Lingyun will not go through the vicissitudes of life, right?" Lingyu smiled and asked, "So did you kill the fake scapegoat she arranged?"

Yu Shuziyi didn't answer, and she continued to laugh, "I guess you can't kill. Your personality is really like a doctor with a parent's heart. How about you dressing up as a wonderful doctor in the future?"

Yu Shuziyi looked up and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"Let's go to the palace!" Lingyuxiang wanted to reach out and touch his face, but was stopped by him, but she was not angry. She continued to smile charmingly and said, "Cousin Ziyi, Hua Che has already sent someone to follow you. He knows your identity, and also knows my identity, and the phantom palace where I was before was also burned by his people. We will all be People who can't face the world with their true face and enter the palace. Of course, they have to change their faces and identities. I found the face of Lingyun, the owner of the palace, and naturally changed her identity to enter the palace, and you - just disguised as a magic doctor and entered the palace to cure Lingyue's little cousin!"

Yu Shuziyi was stunned, and said with some joy, "For Lingyue's cousin's illness?"

For good, she didn't die in that fire.

"Hua Che has ordered people to post notices all over the country before he returned to the palace. The content of the notice is to find famous doctors in the world to enter the palace as the main disease of the month, thousands of gold rewards, and tens of thousands of households are waiting for you! Isn't this a great opportunity for you to enter the palace and serve the court, especially to get close to that beautiful little cousin?

"Spirit, rain, phase--" Angrily pressed the spiritual rain on the cliff, and there seemed to be a flame burning in Yushu Ziyi's star eyes. "I warn you that everything should not be too perfect, otherwise--"

"Otherwise, what?" Rushing to interrupt, Ling Yuxiang laughed again, "Otherwise, do you want me to die without a burial place? Cousin Ziyi, don't sting me with this sentence. Is your little lover Yun'er still in my hands? Well, you know, when I'm angry, I can't bear to use a knife on you, so I can only take another person to vent my anger. Guess who this person will be?

Yun'er will always be his weakness. Like every time the name is mentioned, Yu Shuziyi slowly let go. No matter how much he hates this woman, he can't kill her, just because this woman does do everything.

"What's wrong with Yun'er?" Yushu Ziyi asked with some fear.

"What's wrong? I just let my subordinates knock her out and send her back to the Dragon Pavilion.

"You--"

"There's nothing we can do. Ziyi, the illusion palace is our secret base. The person who knows is either my person or the dead person, and your Yun'er is particularly grateful to me. You should be grateful to me for sending it out alive!"

"Didn't you say that the Phantom Palace had been burned by Hua Che's people?"

"Ha-he - the burn is burned, but it doesn't mean I can't rebuild it. Moving is my greatest ability."

"Where have you moved now?" Yu Shu Ziyi asked again.

"Move to--" The voice was interrupted, and Ling Yuxiang smiled, "Where have you moved? I can't tell you for the time being, cousin Ziyi, tell me the truth, you may betray me at any time, don't you?"

With a cold snorting, Yushu Ziyi no longer paid attention to the spiritual rain, but walked along the narrow blood-water route, resisted the rolling of the stomach and picked up the broken limbs and arms to dig and bury them.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ vertical and horizontal dividing line~~~~~~~~~~~

The carriages taken by Hua Che, Lingyue and Youyu have traveled to Xingyang City, a hundred miles away from the palace.

There is a different scenery on the road with green shade and grass waves.

However, Lingyue is still in a coma, and no one has the elegance to enjoy the scenery. Even if she has always been full of love for beautiful things, she dares not show excessive interest. Taking care of Lingyue, she has to look at Hua Che's face, be single-minded, and dare not make any mistakes.

There is a sparrow stage in Xingyang City. The platform is made of huge quartz, standing in the middle of a fairy pool, like a huge pearl shining on the water. It is said that every festival, there will be a peacock fairy dancing on the stage, which is stunning.

And today is also the annual Sparrow Fairy Festival in Xingyang City. On this day, the people of Xingyang City will not stay at home or walk on the street, but gather around the Evening Fairy Pool to watch the peerless dance.

But when people were watching, the dancer who danced like a peerless fairy magically evaporated in the world. Every time when people were still thinking about it, every time it disappeared so fast that people thought that it was the fairy in the sky who came down to earth, just for the dance to pour out the prosperity of the world and then return. The sky belongs to her.

The crowd dispersed in disappointment, and finally there was only a woman in black by the fairy pool.

The woman looked at the stage and blew the flute, and her eyes were a little lonely.

She was very absorbed, as if she was missing something and looking forward to something. Her eyes were always closed, with a trace of intoxication and a trace of disappointment.

She blew for a long time, and suddenly smelled a burst of palms behind her.

"Where can the jade people teach how to play the flute?"

It must be a literati who loves to recite poems. But when she turned around, she saw not a man dressed as a scholar, but a red dress as red as maple leaves.

"Who are you?" The woman in black looked coldly and disdainfully at the handsome man with a smile and asked.

The man bent his lips and smiled enthusiastically and cheerfully, "The girl doesn't know me, but I know the girl. You should have heard of the eight words 'Jade Willows are slanting, and the blue sky becomes a maple', right?"

Liu Yingxi turned his eyes coldly and still looked at the man in red with some disdain and said, "Are you Xiao Yufeng, the second among the four talents in Kyoto?"

The man in red quickly arched his hand: "Yes, it's right. It's rare that Miss Yingxi has heard of my name? Yufeng is a great honor!"

"You came to me for something?" Liu Yingxi still has a consistent cold attitude and even asked impatiently.

"I heard the girl's name for a long time and longed about it. I came to see the girl's beauty and sent a roll of ink painting--" After saying that, Xiao Yufeng shook her sleeves and spit out a scroll. When she threw it at Liu Yingxi, he intentionally or unintentionally covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves. The picture scroll unfolded long, and it turned out to be every move of the woman dancing on the stage just now. Every beautiful posture was full of charm. Liu Yingxi was stunned. She only heard Xiao Yufeng laugh and said, "Yufeng is not talented. I made this painting for the girl as a gift for the first time. I hope the girl Yingxi will accept it!"

"The woman dancing on the stage is not me. What do you mean by sending me this painting?" Liu Yingxi asked puzzledly, but suddenly smelled a strange fragrance coming. Her mind was dizzy, and her legs and feet were a little numb and felt bad. She quickly covered her mouth and nose and stared at the man in red who approached him step by step. "The painting is poisonous. What on earth do you want to do?"

Liu Yingxi retreated with all her strength, but was caught by Xiao Yufeng's wrist. Xiao Yufeng fell into his arms and struggled weakly. She felt the man's hand stroked her legs irregularly, and heard the man's extremely ambiguous but sinister voice in her ear: "Even if you can't get the girl, It's also good to get these legs."

"You - who the hell are you? What poison did you take in the painting?

"It's not a poison, but a refined aroma that can make people unable to stop. This fragrance is called Meixiang--"

"Meixiang--" Liu Yingxi naturally remembers what kind of medicine it is. In the competition, Shufeicheng also fell in the charming fragrance of the evil man. The so-called Meixiang is called **, "despicable--" anger and self-protection consciousness can always stimulate people's potential. Liu Yingxi suddenly pushed Xiao Yufeng away and turned to Lin Bacteria. Dao ran away.