Mu Qiu looked at Yi Feng on the bed with his eyes closed in a daze.
After a while, he turned to the end of the air who sat beside Yi Feng and crossed his breath.
His brows were tightly locked, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all.
Looking at the mist on Mo Fan's body, he knew that it was the critical moment of the exercise, so he couldn't be distracted, so he had to stand in place and wait silently.
After more than half an hour, I saw that there were large drops of sweat oozing from his forehead, and it was extremely difficult to support, but he refused to take the effort, turned his wrist, put his palm against the back of his heart, and crossed his internal strength.
Mo Fan has been tired for days, and every day for the wind to cross the air, in recent days has been exhausted, but with extraordinary perseverance, now with Mu Qiu's help, the spirit is lifted, and after half a pillar of incense time, this crossing of the air, can be regarded as a successful end.
After finishing the work, take a short rest.
I got out of bed, sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals not far from the bed, took two wine glasses and poured wine, pushed a glass to the opposite table, and looked at Mu Qiu, who looked confused, "Sit down." ” The confusion in Mu Qiu's eyes was even worse, Mo Fan was not a good wine, what was handed to them in the past must have been tea, but now it is wine.
Sitting down across from him in a daze, he saw that he drank all the wine and tea by himself, and also took the wine glass, and drank it dry in one gulp, "What's going on?"
He escorted the Mei family father and son to the headquarters of the underground dynasty, returned to the capital, and got in touch with Shi Hua on the way, and learned that the underground dynasty was temporarily handed over to Shi Hua to take care of, and asked about Yi Feng, Shi Hua only said that he had other important things to do, and he could not be separated for the time being.
I went back to Yiyuan and learned that Meiguo went to Yan, and it should be time to come back, but Meiguo went, but the world evaporated for no reason, Pei Jin also sent someone to investigate, and the news that he got back was actually missing in Yanjing, and the mysterious prince of Yanjing was actually Mofan.
In this way, who can still sit still in Yiyuan, Pei Jin is calm.
I won't act rashly, and I will send someone to investigate carefully.
I was afraid that the news would be wrong, so I made a noise, and it was known by Hangong Yu's mother and daughter, which was harmful to Meiguo, so I suppressed Liluo and Mu Qiu, and waited for the news.
Li Luo was still barely calm, Mu Qiu waited for two days, didn't see any useful news, couldn't sit still anymore, took Peijin to deal with the affairs of the garden at night, left a note, went out of the Yi Garden alone, and hurried to Yanjing.
As a killer, he has his own set of skills to find people, and it didn't take much effort to find Mofan.
I didn't expect to hear the news of Meiguo yet, but I saw Yi Feng here, and he still looked like he was going to die.
How heroic the night leopard was, he wouldn't have been ignorant that someone could hurt him like this, he couldn't believe it at all.
"Who hurt him?"
Mofan poured himself full of wine.
I drank it all again, "I said it's me, do you believe it?"
Mu Qiu's lips pursed, and his words were half-convinced.
Mo Fan looked at Yi Feng on the bed, the wine glass he was holding in his hand was almost crushed, he looked up to drink, only to find that the wine in the cup was dry, grabbed the wine jug on the table and poured the wine, his movements were not as calm and calm as usual.
After drinking the wine in the cup, looking at Yi Feng, he smiled bitterly, "You will calculate, lie down there by yourself, although you are going to die or live, but you are carefree, and you will lose me to live here this life of no one and no ghost." ” Mu Qiu's suspicions are getting bigger and bigger, Mo Fan's current behavior is too weird, and Yi Feng is so kind to his clansmen that he can stand by and watch this matter Sit calmly and wait for Mo Fan to speak, since Mo Fan brought him to see Yi Feng, he will not be without an explanation.
Mo Fan poured a few glasses of wine in a row, and his eyes did not leave Yi Feng's calm face for a moment, "He is my younger brother." ” His voice was not loud, but Mu Qiu was like thunder, and he quickly turned his head to look at him, "What did you say?"
"I said, he's my own brother."
Mo Fan repeated lightly.
Mu Qiu looked at him. looked at Yi Feng on the bed again, with a surprised face, "Then why is this so, Guo'er can know this" He had a gut feeling that Rose's disappearance had something to do with it.
Mo Fan nodded, "She saw me kill him with her own eyes, and she only said that he was dead and jumped off the cliff. ” A thunderbolt passed through the top of Mu Qiu's head, and his brain turned into a blank, and then pain, anger, sorrow, and all kinds of tastes came from all directions, wrapping him tightly, as if a hand had pulled out his heart alive, and crushed it in front of his eyes, so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't think, he jumped up and grabbed Mo Fan's clothes, his eyes narrowed instantly, and the cold light pierced, stinging others and himself, "You say it again." ” Mo Fan only looked at Yi Feng on the bed.
Ignoring his hand holding the hem of his chest, he went to pour the wine again, "She jumped off the cliff." ” Mu Qiu's body shook, his eyes were black and numb, and he held the table with his other hand so that he didn't fall, hating and annoyed the person in front of him, and after a while, a voice choked out of his throat, "When is it?"
"A month ago."
Mo Fan broke his hand and went to pour wine again, "I have been looking for a month under the cliff.
No bones to be found. ” Mu Qiu's body shook again, and a trace of fire jumped out of her dead heart, "So, she should still be alive" Mo Fan didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he lowered his eyes and looked at the white wine in the glass, dangling a circle of light in the candlelight.
Mu Qiu grabbed him again, his face distorted with anger, and roared, "Why don't you look for it" Mo Fan has been so depressed these days that he is about to collapse, and he pushed him away fiercely, "You know that I didn't go to find this scoundrel on the bed, put a stick on the tip of my gun, and put a corpse here, dead or alive, and have to drag me every day to protect him, and the only place I can find is near here." ” Mu Qiu shook the sword in his hand again and again, eager to pierce the throat of the person in front of him with a sword, "Why didn't you inform us." ” Mo Fan stared at the person on the bed, his lips were full of bitterness, "I used to think she was dead, but in the last two days, she is still alive" Mu Qiu's cold eyes couldn't help flashing, and he forcibly suppressed the pain in his heart, "How do you say this?"
Mo Fan's eyes were full of pain, he closed his eyes, and opened them again, "That scoundrel has a sense with her."
Taking a deep breath, the indescribable jealousy of the person on the bed, he worked for the wind every day, although he kept him immortal, but he himself did not have a sense of survival, and the true qi that was infused into his body was always rejected by him invisibly, but in the past two days, he suddenly absorbed the true qi he entered.
He didn't notice it at first, but yesterday he felt a strange current at the bottom of the water.
Sucked him in, only to disappear in a moment.
At that time, I felt strange, and I repeatedly groped for the place where the water disappeared, but I didn't find anything, so I didn't care anymore, but yesterday the sense of survival became stronger and stronger.
That night, in a dream, he heard a child crying and calling for his mother, the sound tugged at his heart, and he woke up in the dream, and he couldn't sleep anymore, but the child's cry lingered in his ears repeatedly.
It's all so unusual, it's like an illusion, it's like it's real.
He vaguely felt something, he went down early today, and went down to the glacial lake to hover at the bottom of the water that generated the current yesterday, but he found nothing.
After coming back, he lay on the bed and counted the time, yesterday was a month after the rose fruit fell off the cliff, and the time when he went into the water was about half an hour after the rose fruit jumped off the cliff, could it be that there was another mystery at the bottom of the ice lake On the shore, he searched carefully, and there was no way out.
And the only way out is the cliff above this head, not to mention that Meiguo will not do light work, even if he can do light work, there are only three or four people in the world who can get off this cliff, and Meiguo will not be able to fly out of this cliff if he says anything.
And the four walls of the water, he also touched everywhere, without missing an inch of land, this is a pool of stagnant water, there are no holes, and there is no hidden waterway.
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If it weren't for the mystery in the water, why didn't he see her bones in every inch of the water?
He is proficient in astronomy and geography, and he silently calculated in his heart, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and the scene of the last time he took Rose Fruit without a return came to his mind, and she woke up because of Yi Feng Yi Feng has not returned to drink it now, could it be that Meiguo escaped from danger, he sensed it, and he began to survive These thoughts seemed to be groundless, but they cast an unshakable belief in his heart.
After despair, even if there is a glimmer of hope, it will be held on.
However, if you want to prove this mystery in the water, you can only wait for another month.
The last time I drank the rose fruit, Mu Qiu also heard about it because of Yi Feng's awakening, and looked at Yi Feng for a long time, "Can you be sure" "I can't."
However, no matter how strong the belief in Mo Fan's heart is, it is ultimately unfounded.
The hope that flashed in Mu Qiu's eyes dimmed instantly, "Where did she jump off the cliff, take me there." ” Mo Fan poured him full wine, "It's useless if you go." ” Mu Qiu's enduring anger rose straight above his head, his wrist flicked, and the narrow sword pointed at Mo Fan's chest, "Take me there." ” Mo Fan glanced at him lightly, brushed away the sword on his chest, and only cared about drinking, "If you kill me, the scoundrel on the bed will also die, and Guo'er will not be able to find it." ” Mu Qiu's last little patience was worn out by him, and he snatched the wine jug from his hand and threw it on the ground, falling to pieces, and the wine splashed all over the ground.
"What the hell are you going to do?"
Mo Fan stared at the wine stains on the ground, "Yi Feng's matter, you must not let outsiders know, you go back and inform Pei Jin, and ask him to cast a net to find the fruit." ” "You have no clues, how do you want him to find it" Mu Qiu said this, but he knew that anyone who said the same thing would not take Meiguo's life and death as a child's play, and the dead heart would revive itself.
"You don't necessarily know what to do, when you need us to provide clues, you just do what I say."
Mo Fan stood up, shook the hem of his robe, and calmly walked outside, no matter how painful his heart was, he refused to lose his bearing in front of people, "But you can tell him that she may fall into the ice lake." ” Mu Qiu shook the sword in his hand and pointed it at his neck.
Mo Fan's figure moved slightly, dodged lightly, and still walked his own way.
Mu Qiu's wrist stiffened, "It turns out that you are the unnamed clan."
Snorted coldly, "Even if you are not named, I will kill you, and you will not escape death." ” Mo Fan turned his head to look at him, "Indeed, if you can't find the fruit, it's not too late for you to kill me again." ” Mu Qiu tucked the narrow sword behind him, glared at him, and disappeared into the darkness.
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