Inside and outside the bedroom, it was quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind passing by outside the window.
It took Feng Wuya to sit up and look at the slender figure by the window.
"I owe her."
"What does it have to do with you?"
"It is natural for mother to repay the debts and sons to repay them." Feng Wuya leaned against the bed, his eyes falling in an unknown corner.
"Although Long Xiyue was not killed by my mother, she can't get rid of her relationship with her. In this life, both my mother and son owe her and will never be able to change her."
The man next to the bed turned around and stared at his face that was still clearly outlined in the dark: "How are you going?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, but I have to do something for her."
Feng Wuya is not a pessimistic person, and he will not complain about himself and do such a whining thing.
He met Feng Si's gaze and smiled indifferently: "When will you let her know your identity?"
"She forgot everything in the past, what's the difference between knowing or not?"
Feng Si withdrew his gaze, turned around, and looked at him: "She said that you will be the greatest help to her. Don't mess around, wait for her to come back with peace of mind."
He is leaving.
Feng Wuya looked at the empty bedroom and felt all kinds of feelings.
A long time ago, he accidentally heard his mother confessing, and the object of his confession was Long Xiyue.
The mother asked the person in the portrait if she was because she had committed too many sins in the past that her son suffered for her?
She worships Buddha devoutly and worships Long Xiyue in order to atone for her sins and to give her son more blessings.
Since learning about Feng Wuya's illness, Concubine Yu has been regretting it all the time for more than ten years.
She believed that it was her fault that would bring misfortune to Wuya.
That year, when the young Feng Wuya heard this, he was so anxious that he wanted to draw a clear line with her.
In the end, Concubine Yu agreed and would never make any mistakes again in her life, so she was forgiven by him.
As his age gradually grew, Feng Wuya also grew up and began to understand and understand his mother.
Who has no fault?
As long as the mother's mother regrets her heart, she can forgive her.
But Long Xiyue cannot do it, Long Xiyue's daughter cannot do it.
If it weren't for the mother, Long Xiyue might not have died.
Ali will not forgive her mother.
He didn't want to use his relationship to make Ali soft-hearted and make her embarrassed.
If you owe Ali, you must pay it back.
Whether it is his mother or him, it is the same.
...That night, Chu Qianli was a little restless.
She couldn't sleep, and she woke up before dawn the next day.
After carefully studying the topographic map Wei Qiong gave her, she immediately packed up her things and went out.
Fu Ning had prepared snacks for her and dry food on the way.
"I said that I don't lack this thing, so I won't have to worry about it in the future."
Chu Qianli's heart is still warm. It is hard to meet someone who treats him sincerely.
"Brother went out early. He couldn't wait for you to wake up. However, Brother has a few words, hoping I can remind you."
Fu Ning said quietly: "Brother tells you to be careful."
"I know." Chu Qianli picked up the cloth bag containing snacks and walked towards the horse while eating.
Fu Ning chased after him: "Girl, you never bring a burden when you go out."
"I have my own way." Some secrets are hard to hide from the people around her, but she doesn't want to explain them now.
"Anyway, I won't be short of things, don't worry. And..."
After getting on the horse, Chu Qianli turned around and looked at the direction of Feng Wuya's bedroom.
"Take care of Wuya and tell him that I will come back as soon as possible and let him wait for me in the royal palace."
Feng Wuya slept too late last night, and it was not dawn yet, so she wanted him to sleep for a while.
Fu Ning nodded.
After a few refreshments, Chu Qianli drank two more glasses of water, immediately pulled the reins and rode his horse away from the backyard of the royal palace.
Not long after I went out of the backyard, I saw one of Prince Ding’s small military camps.
After Prince Ding’s military camp, there is no distance between us, and Wei Qiong’s military camp.
There is an interconnected road between the two military camps and the military camps outside the city.
In other words, Chu Qianli can leave Longcheng from this special road as long as he takes Wei Qiong's token and does not need to pass through the city gate.
Chu Qianli took the token and quickly left the city from this special path.
Afterwards, I rushed to Langya Peak, without a moment of rest.
Until late afternoon.
This place is very close to Langya Peak.
If you travel overnight, you will be here after tonight.
However, the guards on Langya Peak are very strict. If she spends all her energy on the road tonight, she may not have the strength to deal with the guards tomorrow.
Finally, I found a quiet mountain and stopped.
Chu Qianli bought a simple tent, built it, and bought some sulfur and sprinkled it around.
After confirming that there would be no snakes, insects, rats and ants to offend at night, she hid in the tent and started her own supper.
After a day of travel, I was really tired.
Not long after, she fell asleep in a deep sleep.
Until the ringtone rang.
It was the bell she placed on and under the trees around the tent, tied with thin threads.
It's almost impossible for ordinary people to notice it in the middle of the night.
Sure enough, someone came to attack!
The moment the ringtone rang, Chu Qianli woke up, put on Ye Xingyi, she quickly left the tent, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.
But unexpectedly, I heard the ringtone but did not see the thief!
It’s those Fusom Ninjas again!
Chu Qianli turned his wrist slightly, and there was an extra bottle of something in his hand.
Just as the cold wind passed by his ears gently, Chu Qianli suddenly shook his hand and the powder in the bottle instantly sprinkled out.
The fluorescent powder, Fusang Ninja did not understand what this was, but the hidden ninjas around him were completely useless.
One by one, in the night, suddenly appeared.
Even Feng Si, who was sitting on the treetops not far away, was a little surprised.
This woman has some skills.
Chu Qianli didn't give Fusang a chance to react at all. With a turn of his wrist, the short knife drew a bleak silver color under the moonlight.
"ah……"
Two killers closest to her were immediately chopped down to the ground.
The other killers have no choice but to use hidden magic, so they can only fight hard!
But how could Chu Qianli compare with his martial arts?
In just a dozen moves, eight of the ten Fusang killers fell down.
The remaining two people saw that the wrong way was wrong and turned around and were about to leave.
Chu Qianli tightened his fingers, and the silver needle fell into his hand, and a few whizzing sounds were heard.
One of them fell down in response.
But the other person has already gone a little far.
Chu Qianli's heart tightened and he was about to catch up with him quickly.
He can't be allowed to bring a bunch of fluorescent powder back. If the person behind them is really Long Xinghe, Long Xinghe will definitely recognize it. This is something that belongs to the 21st century!
(End of this chapter) This chapter has been completed!