Emperor's Red Makeup: The Duke is too black

Chapter 482 Assassination in the Dark Night!

The two hugged quietly for a while, until Xuan Luo shivered and complained: "It's really cold."

"Why isn't your Feng Clan like the Spirit Clan, where the four seasons are like spring, how nice it is." Xuan Luo said contemptuously.

Feng Wuxin let her go gently, and conjured a bright red cloak out of nowhere, and put it on Xuan Luo with her hand, and patiently tied the ribbon in front of her, then looked at her with satisfaction, and said: "Feng The climate of the Spirit Race is not as simple as that of the Spirit Race, but it is not too cold. The reason why you feel cold is because your physique is not very good. You must remember to drink the medicine I gave you, you know?"

"You have to drink such a bitter medicine?" Xuan Luo showed a disgusted expression, a little speechless.

Patting her forehead helplessly, Feng Wuxin slowly dragged Xuan Luo into the pavilion, pushed her down on the wisteria chair and sat down, envious eyes: "This wisteria chair was specially made by Uncle Fengtian for Aunt Xin'er. It was found in Fengling Mountain, but Aunt Xin'er would have moved it to Wu Nian Pavilion, you are really honored."

"Warm in winter and cool in summer, it is indeed a treasure!" Xuan Luo sighed, feeling more and more grateful for Feng Xin'er in her heart.

"Xuan Luo, they are sincere to you and have absolutely no intention of taking advantage of you." Feng Wuxin suddenly said seriously.

Xuan Luo's heart tightened, and then he gave him a blank look, complaining: "I knew it would be no good to go back to the Feng Clan with you."

"No, it's a good thing. At least, you can enter the secret forbidden area, where you will find things that belong to you, and things that can help Huangfu Yao." Feng Wuxin said.

"By the way, you just said, tell me a big secret, what kind of secret is it?" Xuan Luo raised his eyes to Feng Wuxin, his eyes became even more curious.

"Who is this secret about...?" Feng Wuxin suddenly turned around and shouted in a cold voice.

A black shadow flashed past in the purple bamboo forest, and Feng Wuxin hurriedly chased after him, Xuan Luo was about to pull him, but it was too late, everyone had already disappeared, what should I do?
"This is the residence of the patriarch of a clan, how could someone come in easily?" Xuan Luo whispered to himself.

It stands to reason that there is a protective formation in the purple bamboo forest, so it is impossible for the man in black to come in and out so easily, unless...

"It's him? Why didn't he let Feng Wuxin tell me this so-called secret? Could it really have something to do with Yao?"

Xuan Luo lowered her eyelashes slightly, and her eyes were full of complicated emotions and guesses. Maybe she would know more about how long she stayed in this place, and the more she knew, the greater the responsibility and the greater the danger. Also bigger.

Lying lazily on the wisteria chair, Xuan Luo closed her eyes and thought about something, and after a while, Feng Wuxin came back.

"Have you caught it?" Xuan Luo asked lightly.

Feng Wuxin sat aside, shaking her sleeves, with an ugly expression on her face, "It's my grandpa."

"What? I thought it was..." Xuan Luo paused, "Your grandfather actually managed to enter this purple bamboo forest? Isn't he at odds with Uncle Fengtian?"

Since they didn't agree, how would they know how to break Zizhu Forest's formation?
Could it be that Uncle Fengtian is not afraid that he will be unfavorable to Aunt Xin'er or Ruirui?
As if seeing the conjecture in Xuan Luo's eyes, Feng Wuxin sighed, and said: "Although Grandpa and Uncle Feng Tian disagree, both of them have the same purpose, that is to revitalize the Feng Clan and never let the Feng Clan fall. So you don't have to worry that Grandpa will be unfavorable to Uncle Fengtian and Aunt Xin'er. What you should really worry about is Feng Kuan and the Fourth Elder you have dealt with. Although he is stupid, his strength should not be underestimated. "

"You mean, he wants to take revenge on me?" Xuan Luo raised his eyebrows slantingly, and said with a half-smile.

"Fifteen days later there will be a general election for the heir. At that time, Feng Kuan and I will have a contest." Feng Wuxin didn't answer Xuan Luo directly, but told her plans in the near future.

"The arrow wound on your body is still not healed, and then you forcefully activated the mechanism in the fire fog. On the [-]th, do you want to be beaten miserably by Feng Kuan in full view?" Xuan Luo said very shamelessly, A light flashed across his eyes quickly.

"Don't underestimate me. Even if I'm injured, I won't necessarily lose if I try with Feng Kuan. Give me some confidence, okay?" Feng Wuxin brought his handsome face closer and looked at Xuan Luo with a smile, "What's more, Don't I still have your good sister? With you here, Feng Kuan can't win."

"You want me to help you defeat Feng Kuan? Can this... be done?" Xuan Luo hesitated.

Is it possible to cheat in the heir election?

"What are you thinking? What I mean is, if you support me as Feng Nu at that time, plus the test between me and Feng Kuan before, the chance of winning is still on my side. Of course, you don't have to. Support me, in this case, I can only do my best! In short, the next patriarch must not be Feng Kuan!"

"Are you... threatening me?" Xuan Luo grinned, showing his white teeth, which made Feng Wuxin's heart shudder.

"It's not a threat, it's a discussion, a discussion!"

"If you lose, even if I support you, I'm afraid Feng Kuan, the Sixth Elder and others will not compromise. Where did you come from with such confidence that you feel that the heir is none other than you?" Xuan Luo propped his chin and leaned On the wisteria chair, looking at him.

"You don't understand what Feng Nu means to the Feng Clan. Xuan Luo, you know that the mantra wall at the altar issued a warning a year ago. If the Feng Clan can't survive this battle, they will be completely It didn't fall." Feng Wuxin said indifferently, looking at the sky with an inexplicable expression.

Xuan Luo's heart trembled violently, "Desperate?"How can it be?

How could such a powerful mysterious hermit fall?
"Why, don't you believe it? I don't believe it either, but, whether it's internal or external troubles, the Feng Clan has really encountered disaster this time, so I must get the position of patriarch heir!" Feng Wuxin said word by word, Xuan Luo Looking at him, seeing his firm expression, I was shocked.

She had never seen Feng Wuxin's expression like this, that kind of reckless look, that kind of eyes that would stop someone from dying, it was too cold, too cold.

"Although I don't quite understand your so-called internal and external troubles, but..." Xuan Luo looked into Feng Wuxin's eyes and said word by word: "Since I promised to help you, I will definitely help you to the end." .”

Feng Wuxin lowered her serious expression, squinted her eyes and smiled, "That's right, you are my sister, if you don't help me, who will help me?"

Xuan Luo's forehead twitched, "Okay, I'm talking in vain, I still want to hear thank you."

"There's no need to say thank you between us." Feng Wuxin patted her on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, it's getting late, hurry up, I'm going back to sleep, I'm exhausted!"

"Okay, go back and rest quickly, maybe someone will come to see you tomorrow, and you will be busy at that time." Feng Wuxin got up, and before leaving, she turned her head and told Xuan Luo, "For the matter of the Fourth Elder, It’s better not to have it happen again, I’m afraid you’ll make too many enemies and be in danger.”

Xuan Luo understood, and nodded: "I know."

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Feng Wuxin left, the moonlight was dim, Xuan Luo had too many thoughts in his heart, so he walked slowly outside the long corridor door alone, watching the clouds cover the moon and the colorful falling flowers.

Feng Wuxin was right. Although the climate of the Feng Clan is not as good as that of the Spirit Clan, it is not too bad. At least, at this moment, it is so rare to be able to see so many kinds of flowers and plants, so many green herbs .

Xuan Luo silently raised her eyes to see the hazy moonlight in the sky, the faint silver light sprinkled on her body, reflecting the bright red cloak on her body, it was extraordinarily coquettish and beautiful.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in her ears, Xuan Luo turned her head suddenly, her complexion changed slightly, she listened intently for a while, then tiptoed, and flew to the top of the attic of Wu Nian Pavilion.

She closed her eyes and looked down at the movement in the purple bamboo forest.

Seeing the figure in white in the center of the Zizhu forest, Xuan Luo's eyes darkened, and then he flew down, heading towards the center of the Zizhu forest. Just as he was about to fall, he was suddenly covered by a dazzlingly beautiful silk net. The more he wanted to Struggling, the net gets tighter.

(End of this chapter)