Chapter Seventy-Fifth The Moment of Life and Death
Feng Qingge and Feng Biqing were having a heated fight. Phantom and Feng Mulin were chatting with each other. Xue Xichen wondered if she was too lonely just standing here watching the show.
Touching her little nose, she looked at Xiao Liuyue, who was also idle on the high platform. Xue Xichen had a sudden thought. "Senior brother, are you willing to compete with me?"
"What? Junior sister's hands are itchy."
As if she understood Xue Xichen's little thoughts, Xiao Liuyue smiled so much that she said, "Junior sister, are you so unwilling to be lonely?"
Xue Xichen opened her mouth, raised her chin, and said proudly: "I have always wanted to know, senior brother and I, who is better. Now is the right time. Why don't senior brother fulfill this wish of junior sister?" [
Xiao Liuyue smiled elegantly. Without answering, she asked: "Junior sister is confident that she can win."
Xue Xichen's smile was equally cunning. "Senior brother, are you afraid that you will lose?"
"I'm not afraid that I'll lose."
Likewise, I am not completely sure that I can win you.
Xue Xichen breathed a sigh of relief. "Senior brother, this is considered an agreement."
"Junior sister, can you answer two questions from senior brother?"
"Senior brother, please tell me."
"How much does junior sister remember about the past?"
Xue Xichen blinked her eyes. She was keenly aware that there was something in Xiao Liuyue's words. She avoided the important points and answered lightly: "Junior sister remembers everything that should be remembered. Junior sister has forgotten everything that should not be remembered."
Xiao Liuyue did not tolerate Xue Xichen's teasing and pointedly pointed out, "How much do junior sisters remember the past relationship with Feng Biqing?"
Xue Xichen touched her little nose. She felt that no matter how she answered, she was wrong. She chose the safest answer. "After jumping off the cliff...I lost most of my memory. I can't remember many things in the past." Already."
"Even Junior Sister Feng Biqing, whom I once loved deeply, doesn't remember."
Xue Xichen answered calmly: "It's not that I don't remember. It's just that I don't remember the relationship with him."
Feng Biqing, who was fighting with Feng Qingge, stagnated slightly when she heard these words. The wind from Feng Qingge's palm came towards Feng Biqing's face. Feng Biqing hurriedly dodged. The wind from Feng Qingge's palm was like a knife, cutting through Feng's skin. There was a bloody scar on Bi Qing's face.
"I don't remember anything."
Xue Xichen slowly shook his head. "I don't remember anything."
Xiao Liuyue spoke slowly and slowly, "You don't remember Feng Biqing... you don't remember me... and you don't remember Mu Lin."
"The wind is coming."
Xue Xichen was stunned and intuitively believed that there was a hidden meaning in Xiao Liuyue's ambiguous words.[
Why did Xiao Liuyue mention Feng Mulin.
Should she remember Feng Mulin?
"Look. You really have forgotten everything."
In other words, you don't know anything in the first place, because you are not the real Xue Mei Tong at all.
Although Xiao Liuyuefa explained why Xue Mei Tong was not Xue Mei Tong, his intuition told him: this Xue Mei Tong was not that Snow Mei Tong. The innocent and simple Xue Mei Tong in the past who was only obsessed with Feng Biqing was dead. Now. The current Xue Mei Tong is a Xue Mei Tong that he doesn’t recognize at all.
The two of them are definitely not the same person.
Xue Xichen smiled and said with a smile: "Junior sister has indeed forgotten many things in the past. Senior brother might as well remind junior sister."
"boom.."
Two forces exploded in the air. The phantom unconsciously took three steps back. Feng Mulin rubbed his body again. The cold and fierce force intertwined with the palm winds, trapping the phantom.
The corners of Xiao Liuyue's lips slowly raised, bringing up a sarcastic smile. He looked at Feng Mulin, who was fighting fiercely with the phantom. His pupils were suddenly covered with a strange color. "Junior sister, do you think Netherworld Gu
What kind of person is he?"
The energy exploded. Blocks of green bricks and soil were lifted up from the ground, hitting the surroundings like raindrops.
Xue Xichen moved slightly. He dodged the green bricks flying everywhere. He tilted his head and repeated slowly, "Queen of Netherworld Gu."
Why did it suddenly jump here? Xue Xichen obviously couldn't keep up with Xiao Liuyue's train of thought.
The phantom man was in the air. Feng Mulin jumped up to meet him. His palms touched the wind, and a terrifying force burst out, causing the entire air to tremble violently.
Xiao Liuyue's smile remained the same. The fox-like cunning eyebrows flashed something strange that made Xue Xichen's heart palpitate. "What do you think she has done in these decades?"
"..."
The Queen of Netherworld Gu inherited the fate of the Tianshan boy and raised Yu Zhen'er. After Yu Zhen'er's death, she carefully trained Yu Zhen'er's sons Xiao Liuyue and Feng Biqing. She also planned to seize the Feng family's kingdom.
Yu Zhen'er takes revenge. Over the years, Queen Nether Gu has been lurking around Feng Long Xiang, training one cold-blooded killer after another.
Feng Mulin raised a strange demonic red color with his palms. His hair was flying wildly in the air. His sharp eyes burst out with a penetrating light. He was like an evil ghost Shura crawling out of hell.
Xiao Liuyue's voice continued. "Junior sister, do you know that the Netherworld Gu queen has ever gotten married?"
Something quickly passed through her mind. Xue Xichen tried to capture that fleeting inspiration. However, she caught everything.
Was there something she missed?
"Xichen. Why do you think..."[
The sleeves were flying. Feng Mulin slapped the Phantom's face with his palm. The fierce energy from his palm hit his face. The Phantom rubbed himself up. The two figures intertwined in the air.
"Queen Netherworld Gu...has descendants..."
Before Xiao Liuyue finished speaking, Xue Xichen seemed to suddenly wake up and shouted at the phantom at the top of his lungs. "Shadow. Flash. Feng Mulin is the grandson of the Netherworld Gu Queen."
It was too late to say it, but it was fast. The cold light shot out from Feng Mulin's sleeves. Under the reflection of the sun, the Phantom's eyes fell into blankness for a moment. Without thinking, the Phantom's figure quickly swept aside, jumping like a burning buttocks.
He was fast. Feng Mulin moved faster than him. The thing in his sleeve brushed against Phantom's shoulder. Phantom clearly heard the sound of clothes breaking. He also clearly felt the burning pain in his shoulder after the cold.
The true energy is stagnant, the breath is confused, the steps are unsteady, and the internal energy is suddenly released. The phantom jumps directly from the air to the ground. The eyes turn black and almost faints.
"Feng Mulin. You are despicable. You even used poison."
Xue Xichen's eyes were sharp. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed. The tassel on the hilt raised a beautiful arc. With a three-foot green edge, it crossed in front of Feng Mulin and plunged straight into the ground in front of him.
Xue Xichen's sword had just taken action. Xiao Liuyue and Bai Biluo attacked Lei Zi'ang and Ren Huajian at the same time as if they had already agreed. The wind whistling in their palms went straight to the vital points, forcing the two of them to withdraw their hands at the same time. Then they rushed forward.
Fight fiercely with Xiao Liuyue and Bai Biluo.
The long sword fell to the ground. Feng Mulin stepped back slightly. He was about to step forward to kill the phantom. Suddenly, a colorful floral dress came into his eyes. Hua Nongdie jumped up and took the long sword. The man was already facing Feng Mu in the air.
When he was about to stab him, he yelled angrily with the shadow of the sword fluttering. "Feng Mulin, your opponent is me. Take your life."
"Hmph. You don't know what you can do."
Feng Mulin snorted disdainfully. He climbed up and started a fierce fight with Hua Nongdie in the air.