A nun wearing plain clothes spoke with a cold voice.
Her face was completely ruined, and there was no change in her expression at all, but it was still easy to see the murderous look in her eyes.
Not only the nun, but Long Feiyan's face under the gauze was also very serious, and her eyes exposed to the air shone with a cold light.
I don’t know when it started, but everything around me became quiet.
There was no whirlwind, no dust, no flying dead branches and leaves, and even the air seemed to have solidified.
"Who are you?"
Long Feiyan couldn't suppress the anger in her heart and swung her palm hard.
After a few "rumblings", several big trees fell down one after another where the wind passed by her palm.
A face, although ruined, but with clear outlines, and this figure... How is that possible?
The nun looked at the woman in front of her for a moment, and was not affected by what happened just now.
The murderous look in her eyes was no less than that of Long Feiyan.
A fallen leaf fell from between the two of them. The nun just frowned. The fallen leaf caught fire and turned into ashes in an instant.
"If you don't tell me your name, don't blame me. You're welcome!"
The nun clenched her fists and snorted coldly.
"Who wants you to be polite?"
Long Feiyan's voice seemed to be coming from all directions.
No one could see clearly who made the first move, but in the blink of an eye, the two figures just now were still visible in the forest.
The howling wind became stronger and stronger, seeming to sweep up everything in the forest.
In an instant, the whole world was shaking and in chaos, like the end of the world.
Not long after, the almost destroyed place finally became quiet again, and the two disappeared people fell back to the ground.
All around, there were only tree pits that had not yet been filled in. Big trees were uprooted and flew to unknown corners.
The two people standing under the moonlight didn't seem to have anything wrong except that their faces were a little pale.
Feeling someone approaching, the nun frowned and disappeared in front of Long Feiyan.
"master."
Qingye came to Long Feiyan in a blink of an eye and stretched out his hand to support her.
Qingzhi also took a step back and came to the two of them.
"Master, are you injured?"
Qingzhi frowned and wanted to move forward.
Looking back in the direction where the nun disappeared, Long Feiyan waved her hand. As soon as she moved, her eyebrows wrinkled.
"master."
Qingzhi immediately moved forward and supported Long Feiyan on the other side, "Who is he?
Can it actually hurt you?"
It seems that the Feng Clan is truly a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
"It doesn't matter."
Long Feiyan withdrew her hand from Qingzhi and Qingye, "She is also injured."
"master."
Qingye was still a little worried and stood aside, "Who is it?
Master, have you seen it clearly?"
Long Feiyan raised her eyes and glanced again in the direction the nun had left just now, her crescent eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Taking a deep breath, she looked away and flicked her clothes, but she couldn't hide the murderous look in her eyes.
If it was really her, how could he let her live so comfortably?
Knowing that his master wouldn't say much, Aoba couldn't ask more questions.
"Master, the Phoenix Clan doesn't have the secret martial arts secrets you mentioned, so why did you trick the young master into coming?"
All this time, Aoba has only been there to carry out orders, but this question has been suppressed in her heart for too long, and she really can't help it.
"The Phoenix Clan has no such secret book."
Long Feiyan said calmly.
Qingzhi and Qingye frowned, completely unable to understand what their master meant.
"There is no secret book, but there is a way for her to practice peerless martial arts." Qingye and Qingzhi looked at each other, neither said anything, and followed.
...Early the next morning, Feng Jiuer slipped out of the princess palace.
"I haven't had breakfast yet, where are we going in a hurry?"
Jian Yi glanced sideways at the person in front of him.
At any rate, he fills his stomach first, then comes here early in the morning to pull himself up without even giving him a bite of food. Is this kind of boss too harsh?
"I haven't eaten yet."
Feng Jiuer's steps were a bit hurried, as if she was worried that someone would catch up behind her.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Jian Yi followed up step by step and walked side by side with her.
"Go find my Uncle Four Emperors."
Feng Jiuer raised an eyebrow and said.
“There’s no breakfast in the Princess Palace?”
Jian Yi could probably guess why this girl was leaving in such a hurry.
Presumably, he was frightened by some big shot.
"I like to have meals with my Fourth Emperor uncle, okay?"
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and said.
"I didn't say no."
Jian Yi curled his lips slightly, but in an instant, his handsome thick eyebrows frowned slightly.
Ahead, a figure was hiding furtively.
Jianyi turned around and gave Feng Jiuer a look, turned around and strode forward.
"Jianyi, wait."
Feng Jiuer glanced at the clothes behind the flower trough, and a different color flashed through her eyes.
"Come out, stop hiding."
A palace maid timidly came out from behind the flower trough. She just glanced at Feng Jiuer, then lowered her head and knelt down.
"See Princess."
"Get up."
Feng Jiuer waved her hand, "What do you want from me, princess?"
She recognized it. This was the little palace maid who was made to cry by the Second Emperor's brother. Could she be filing a complaint?
The palace maid stood up from the ground tremblingly, her head still lowered, not even daring to look at Feng Jiuer.
"Princess, slave... I have something to say to the princess. Princess, can you please... lend me a moment to speak?"
Feng Jiuer looked at the palace maid and frowned, but did not refuse.
"Um."
Nodding, she turned and walked towards the lake, "Jianyi, stay here and don't eavesdrop!"
Feng Jiuer didn't think much about a little palace maid who was made to cry by the second prince.
The little palace maid lowered her head and kept up with Feng Jiuer's pace.
Jian Yi did not follow, but his eyes were locked on the two people who left.
Suddenly, his eyes darkened, he leaned forward and quickly approached.
"Jiu'er, be careful!"
At the same time, Feng Jiuer seemed to feel a little murderous aura, which she had not felt at all just now.
She just turned around, and with a swish sound, her arm was cut with a knife.
Jian Yi's voice frightened the palace maid so much that in panic, she held the dagger tightly with both hands and raised and lowered the knife.
There was a little distance between them, and the palace maid turned her back to Jianyi and left. He was still a step too late.
A palm wind hit the palace maid on the shoulder, she screamed and fell to the ground.
"Jiu'er, how are you?"
Jianyi grabbed Feng Jiuer's slender little arm, his eyes full of guilt.
Feng Jiuer glanced at the palace maid who was lying on the grass vomiting blood, then took out a handkerchief and wrapped the wound.
"It's okay, the wound is not deep."
She obviously didn't feel the strong murderous aura, but she didn't expect that this helpless palace maid would kill her.
Feng Jiuer also saw it just now. The palace maid suddenly took action because she was frightened. When she finally grabbed the knife with both hands and chopped it off, there was a dead silence in her eyes.
In other words, she knew clearly that her own life would be ruined by this blow, so why did she still take action?
