Under the night, the gate of Qingyunting is completely silent.
Extremely oppressive silence.
No one spoke or moved.
No one seems to dare to believe that those who come forward can really be safe.
Who will believe the promise of the human demon? Who dares to believe it?
The woman wearing a faceless mask, with her hands on her hips, seemed very satisfied with the current atmosphere.
The more uneasy and frightened she felt, the more satisfied she was.
"I like it when you disobey me because I can kill more people!" she said in a lively tone.
"Well, let me count to three. When I count to three, if no one comes forward, I will start killing again. Kill them one by one. Who dies first and who dies last depends on luck!"
"Whether you want it or not, it's decided!"
She clapped her hands and started counting——
"one!"
"two!"
"I, I am a descendant of the surname Chi!"
Before the first three sounds were counted, someone couldn't stand the pressure and stepped forward. His voice became weaker unknowingly because of fear: "My surname is Chi."
"Very good!" The woman seemed happy.
"Stand over here!" She stretched out her finger and drew a circle in the open space: "All the people with the surnames Feng and Chi, stand over here. Be quick, I have a task for you!"
"Don't be afraid. What are you afraid of?" She said: "If I want to kill you, why bother to single you out specifically? Right?"
This sentence has more normal logic and is obviously much more convincing.
So four more people immediately stood up. Among these four people, one was the only remaining high-ranking member of Qingyunting, Zong Shou Feng Yue.
He insisted not to take the lead or test the risks, but he took action immediately after judging the situation.
In adverse situations, always make the most advantageous choice possible.
He led the way, and seven or eight more disciples from both Fengchi and Fengchi lines came out one after another.
However, more people are still hesitant and struggling.
"you!"
The woman looked around and pointed at Feng Yue: "I heard them call me before...you are the Qingyunting Zongshou, right?"
"Yes, yes." Feng Yue nodded obediently, actively showing obedience: "I also have the surname Feng!"
"Very good." The woman nodded again to show her approval, and her voice was much gentler: "I guess you know everyone from top to bottom of Qingyunting?"
"We know each other." Feng Yue said confidently: "I'm very familiar with it!"
"Ha! It couldn't be better! Some of the children with the surnames Feng and Chi are very shy. I don't want to find it myself. It would be very hard. If a woman works too hard, she will grow old easily..."
The woman's topic wandered for a while, and then she suddenly turned back: "Can you help me point them out, okay? I have to do a big thing and need their help. But there are not enough people now."
Feng Yue answered resolutely: "Please rest assured, this matter is left to me!"
The tragic situation of the sect being destroyed did not seem to affect his mood at all.
Like in Weining Houfu, like many times before, he did not cherish his self-esteem.
The preciousness of life is better than those cheap emotions.
He understood this truth a long time ago.
He walked into the crowd.
"you you you!"
He singled out all the monks from Feng and Chi one by one, completely ignoring the looks that were either pious or resentful.
He could see clearly whose mood was important and whose mood was not.
"Lord Zongshou!"
While he was picking among the crowd, a young man stared at him with a sinister look: "What this fairy wants is all the children from both Fengchi and Fengchi lines. Where is your son?"
This young man had an angry expression and gloomy eyes. He obviously had deep feelings for the sect and was very disdainful of his behavior. With great courage and hatred, he used words as a dagger to stab him.
"Fairy?" Before Feng Yue responded, the woman wearing the faceless mask suddenly smiled coquettishly: "This young man has such a sweet mouth."
"Come on, come on." She waved her hand: "Come to sister."
This is a young man with a handsome face. He was shocked and confused after hearing this. He was just dissatisfied, angry, and relying on a courage that he didn't know where to take. He took the opportunity to express his resentment towards Feng Yue and wanted to take the other person's son.
Get into the water together.
Why is it that while countless monks from the sect have died in battle and so many people are here waiting for the verdict, his son, the Feng Yue Zongshou, can disappear and hide far away?
But I didn't expect that the fairy's words actually attracted the attention of the female devil.
Unfortunately, he didn't have any ideas. But he couldn't just say "that female devil" when he opened his mouth, right?
He was very scared, but he didn't dare to be disobedient, so he had to walk that way slowly.
However, no matter how long the road is, it will eventually come to an end.
He finally walked in front of the female devil.
The woman wearing a faceless mask looked at him carefully, as if picking goods. Then she pulled him behind her: "Stay here, sister will take care of you."
The young man felt his whole body relax for a moment. The fear that had been weighing on his heart moved away at this moment, and his heartbeat relaxed. It seemed...safe!
I don't know why, but he suddenly doesn't seem to hate Feng Yue anymore.
Seeing how easily this person gained the favor of the female devil, the other disciples present could not help but feel moved. It is shameful to grovel, but compared to life...
"My Goddess, I actually have something to say!" A male disciple ran over flatteringly, with a smile on his face, and all the compliments he could think of in his life came to his throat.
But only halfway.
Click!
The woman wearing a faceless mask had already turned his head, leaving the body to languish feebly.
He sneered and said: "You are so ugly, but you dare to tease me!"
She swayed, then stood back up, and said slowly and calmly: "Those who can talk sweet words are talents, and those who learn to talk sweet words are idiots. Men must be a little unique, and those who follow suit will make me upset for no reason!"
Some of the more handsome male disciples retracted their feet at that time.
This female devil is moody and the risk of trying to get close is too high.
Feng Yue was summoned to select the two sons of Fengchi. Zheng Fei and Li Shou stopped fighting over who was more terrible. One of them squatted aside, watching the woman's performance with great interest, and whispering to each other from time to time.
, discussing something happily.
It was a chatty chat, except for one person holding a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
On the other hand, the young man with blood-eyed eyes was still standing, standing alone. He didn't speak or had any expression, but the heart he held in his hand was gone.
The mask without facial features was actually more terrifying in such a night. But the woman's voice was soft at this moment. She turned to look at the young man behind her: "It's better for you. You are much better than them. You
What is your name?"
"Liang...Liang Jiu."
Another fellow disciple was easily killed in front of his eyes, like a chicken being slaughtered, with no room for resistance.
The young man was trembling a little, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "Sister Fairy, what do you call me?"
"Her name is Yanzi." Zheng Fei answered coldly.
"Okay, a good name." Although Liang Jiu didn't know what was so good about this name, if he shouted "Yanzi" in Wenxi County, hundreds of people would respond.
But you can't go wrong with a sweet mouth.
"Don't call me that." 'Yanzi' looked at him: "Just call me sister."
"Okay, sister." Liang Jiu responded quickly.
"How good." Yanzi seemed to smile, then turned to face Feng Yue: "My Xiaoye asked you a question, why didn't you answer it?"
Feng Yue was not nervous at all. Instead, he looked at Liang Jiu calmly and said strangely: "My Ming'er has always been on good terms with you. You should know that he is on standby under Hou Wei Ning on the front line. Were you too nervous and scared just now, so you forgot
Already?"
As soon as Shanmen called the police, he judged that the situation was not optimistic, and immediately handed over the key to the secret vault kept by the surname Feng to Feng Ming, and asked Feng Ming to hide. Before the disaster came, they discussed in their darkroom how to participate in the front line and how to vote.
We went to Marquis Weining and discussed it for a long time. We were sure that no one saw Feng Ming, so he dared to lie in front of so many people.
Moreover, he did not explain to the female devil named Yan Zi, but asked Liang Jiu directly, which made his words more credible.
If Liang Jiu was smart, he should have borrowed the money from the slope and told him that he had indeed forgotten, and the matter would have been resolved smoothly. Because if the female devil asked him where Feng Ming was, he would not be able to answer it, and he would be incurring more risks.
In addition, he casually nodded to Weininghou in his words, without any intention of relying on Weininghou, so as not to arouse the other party's resentment.
But if you really think about Weininghou, you won't ignore this point.
Just such a simple sentence is enough to show his sophistication and fortitude.
It should be said that in dealing with the crisis under the current conditions, he has done the best he can within his capabilities.
But he overestimated Liang Jiu's courage.
The woman named Yan Zi just turned around and before she spoke, Liang Jiu immediately said: "I don't know! He didn't tell me! I told the truth!"
"It may be military secrets, and the superiors are not allowed to tell him." Feng Yue calmly continued: "When he went to the front line, he was indeed in a hurry.
"impossible!"
The blood-eyed man suddenly said: "I have been guarding at the foot of the mountain, and there will be absolutely no one left alive today!"
"So." Yanzi asked Liang Jiu again: "Did you see his son yesterday?"
Liang Jiu did not hesitate, nor did he dare to hesitate. He just said: "I saw it."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Yanzi turned his head and looked at Feng Yue, his tone became cold: "How dare you lie to me?"
"I can explain!" Feng Yue said immediately: "Maybe this gentleman didn't notice that the military situation was urgent at that time, and my son actually secretly came from the back mountain..."
But his explanation stopped abruptly, his eyes widened and bloodshot, and he gasped for air.
The star tower in the distant sky gradually extinguished, the five palaces in the body collapsed one after another, and the Tongtian Palace completely collapsed.
He also had countless excuses that came to mind and countless perfectly coherent reasons, but there was nothing he could do about it anymore.
Yanzi took back the palm that was pressing on his Tianling.
"I hate these stinky men's explanations the most."
She said angrily: "He keeps talking for a long time, but in the end he misses the point. You thought he wrote a big article with quotations, but after reading the whole article, it feels like a fart!"
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ps: The title comes from Yan Shu's "Broken Array": When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.
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