Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 57

"I wanted to tell you everything today," Qin Changge smiled, "But Master Su, don't you think you should be honest with me too?"

Leaning back on the chair, Suxuan looked at Qin Changge with his head tilted, and smiled brightly, "I don't believe you can't guess—yes, the flames came south to avenge the former queen, and the top of the mountain The tomb where her remains are buried."

Chu Feihuan was shocked, and quickly looked up at him. Qin Changge smiled and said, "Then let me introduce again, Huangmeng, the underground power of the former queen, what they have been thinking about for the past three years--only revenge That's it."

"To each other," Suxuan's eyes were fixed, shining brightly, "So, the matter of An Feiqing, it's the same for any of us - let's not talk about other things, just based on this fate, we can make it clear." He got up in person He filled Qin Changge's glass, then leaned over to pour wine for Chu Feihuan, and said, "This is Jasper Luo, very warm and mellow, it's the most suitable for you, drink a glass of blood."

Chu Feihuan stretched out his hand, covered the glass, and shook his head. He moved a little faster, when something hard in his sleeve touched the white porcelain wine glass, and there was a soft ding sound. Chu Feihuan's expression changed, and he hurried to touch it. Halfway through the touch, he suddenly stopped, looked at Qin Changge, and then looked away. In Qin Changge's eyes, Su Xuan laughed and said, "Don't hit you!" That precious jade cleat——but through the clothes, it’s okay to think about it, why don’t you take it out and have a look?”

He shook his head with emotion, and said again: "When you first came that day, you were holding the jade tightly in your hand. King Jing'an said that he wanted to pry it with a dagger. Your fingers——that’s what’s wrong with him, the methods are too brutal.”

After he finished speaking, he realized that the expressions of the other two people on the table were different. Chu Feihuan pursed his lips and bowed his head, his fingers tightly clasped his sleeves, but Qin Changge had slowly put down his chopsticks.

It was you... so it was you.

In the scene of burning corpses and killing people in Shanglinyuan, the silent and fierce young beggar looked from a distance, with a muddy and swollen face, broken leg bones, and a blood hole in his throat. Silence was dragged coldly like a sack corpses on the ground.

Grabbing the knife as swiftly as lightning, with the momentum of the knife splashing the wind and shocking the rainbow, the long knife resting on Yu Zixi's neck, shattered into pieces flying in one bite.

There are also sympathetic steamed stuffed buns, and jade locks handed over on tiptoe.

Chu Feihuan, you already recognized her, right?
But she doesn't want her to know that the person who struggled in the mud, was bullied and misunderstood by beggars, and was so emaciated and miserable was the one who was born noble, clean and unsullied, as beautiful as the flower of a begonia, and dressed in light blue as the lofty and clear sky. of a prince.

Back then, he walked on the golden blanket, walked in the Baiyu Hall, and straddled the legs of a tall horse. Now it is covered under the thick blanket, and it is hard to see the day when he can stand upright.

How did he get here in the past few years?
Seriously injured, disabled, bearing the pain of being misunderstood and killed by his brothers and the death of the queen, lingering in the corners and alleys, losing his martial arts and unable to make a living, even the most basic health has been lost, and finally reduced to a beggar, or the lowest among beggars, The most useless one, the one who gets bullied all the time.

On countless nights of cold moon and wind, in dilapidated ancestral halls, beside the smelly gutters, when injuries and illnesses hit, the men who were cold and hungry, would they think of those days when the jade halls were golden and the horses were proud of the wind?

Thinking of the beautiful woman's smiling face, her horse's hooves broke through the long grass, she pointed at her with a whip, and said, "Fei Huan, help me, and return this beacon fire to the world, the beautiful rivers and mountains."

At that moment, the wind rolled up the clothes, as if in the clouds.

Thinking of the Yuan capital being broken, the army entering the city, and the banner on the black armored torrent waving clearly, he was beside her, at the moment when Wanmin knelt down, sharing the glory in fresh clothes and angry horses.

At that moment, they looked at each other and smiled, and set foot on the world.

Those gorgeous, passionate, whizzing and stunning brilliant memories, have they ever reflected the deep black eyes of his sleepless nights like the sun, and the past events against the hard-to-resolve coldness when the dark night returns? Yue, is this moment extraordinarily lonely and desolate?
The smoke dissipated, the confidantes were in disarray, and Yingjie fell from the clouds, dying and struggling in the mud.

But you can't take revenge -- because it's just an unintentional mistake made by others who are eager for revenge.

You are also innocent, and he is also innocent. The tragic blood and scars will never be repaired.

Things are so cruel.

Qin Changge has completely lost his appetite.

Putting down the chopsticks, she was silent for a while, and said, "Master Su, I have something to say to Brother Chu..."

Suxuanhe and the others had already stood up with great sense of humor and retreated silently.

He thoughtfully closed the door and stood outside the door, thinking of the unique melancholy and sadness in the eyes of the always smiling, calm and elegant girl Ming at that moment.

Can't help leaning against the door panel, standing there blankly for a long while, with some inexplicable emotions in my heart that can't help but toss, like tides rolling in and out, gradually rising and receding, endlessly arising and dying.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled softly, and his pupils were filled with brilliance, like a rainbow after a rain, and it was so beautiful.

Outside the courtyard ahead, there was a sudden noise——
After bolting the door on Suxuan Pass, Qin Changge turned to look at Chu Feihuan, who was still looking elsewhere, expressionless.

Walking slowly, Qin Changge squatted down in front of his wheelchair, and said softly, "Feihuan..."

Shocked slightly, Chu Feihuan suddenly turned around.

Qin Changge felt that her smile was involuntarily carrying a little sadness, and the dampness in her heart infected her mind. She felt that the ice in a certain corner deep in her heart was colder, but her mood softened bit by bit. And some of the usual mask-like expressions seemed to be shaken and shattered by the pure black eyes of the man opposite him.

Smiling, she stuffed her hand into Chu Feihuan's palm, the tentacles were cold, and she vaguely felt tiny scars and thin calluses, and her joints were painful--that was not the hand she remembered, Feihuan's hand, In fact, it is very warm, with a delicateness rarely seen in martial arts practitioners. His fingers are flexible and soft, so he can draw the sword faster than others, but now what she feels are stiff knuckles.

Taking a breath, Qin Changge smiled, it's okay, I will try my best to warm your hands in the future.

Thumbs intertwined, middle finger and ring finger lightly pressed against Chu Feihuan's palm, Qin Changge closed his eyes, and said softly: "Feihuan, I believe your mind-reading skills are still there, for me, work hard once, you Will read what you want...it will work this time..."

Opening his eyes wide, Chu Feihuan looked at Qin Changge in disbelief, and after a while, trembled slightly.

This top secret that had long been dusty was revealed again after many years. Looking at the strange face and familiar eyes of the woman in front of him, he seemed to have glimpsed a corner of a deep and endless secret in the opening line of the gate of heaven, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"You can't do this," Qin Changge said softly, "Come on, close your eyes, just like a long, long time ago..."

Biting her lip, relying on the sharp pain, Chu Feihuan collected her mind and closed her eyes.

Black sky and white water, ups and downs, and the soul floats in it.

There seems to be a white mist shrouded in front of the eyes, chaotic and misty, it is difficult to see the scenery, and the feet are so soft, like walking on clouds.

There was a lingering thread of wandering sound, as thin as a gossamer, he listened carefully, but no matter what, he couldn't understand it.

Extremely bright is also extremely black, time passes like quicksand in nothingness, he seems to have walked a long way and seems to stay where he is, that kind of hazy feeling, never leaving for a moment.

This time... failed again?

"Feeling."

Suddenly, a female voice sounded beside the ear, with a hint of coolness in its gentleness.

Long song!

The cave sky and the stone door are open in the sky.

Black light flashed.

A gorgeous palace suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the night wind blew the curtains and veils. The stunning woman leaned slightly to hug the baby on the bed, and there was a trace of a mother's unique doting smile in her calm eyes.

Glittering gold!
The baby was thrown away, blood splashing.

Back, the long knife flew, and the shining blade pierced forward... The blood was like a fire lotus everywhere, and someone was slowly approaching on that fiery red, with a dark and shaking vision, a pair of fingers, gently dug into the woman's eye socket...

The bloody sight moved up, but when it was about to touch the edge of the face, it stopped suddenly, and darkness fell.

Long song... long song...

Chu Feihuan stood stiffly in front of that tragic scene, feeling his heart sinking endlessly and his soul floating out without knowing where to go.

In the daze, the black light faded, and the white light came on, showing a strange scene, gray sky, unrecognizable ground, some strange huge square boxes, gray and white criss-crossing roads, many moving fast things on the ground, It made all kinds of noisy sounds, and the tail was emitting black smoke. The tree was very short and grew on the road, but it was square and neat. Some people rode things that also made strange noises, and quickly passed by. .

He stood there blankly, watching those strange iron horses roaring past him.

A group of young girls suddenly came in front of them, dressed in strange clothes, exposing snow-white arms and legs, carrying a large square board, their eyebrows flickering, youthful and active.

Dressed like this in broad daylight?Dare to take to the streets in obscene clothes?He blushed and retreated, not knowing where to look, but suddenly a girl looked back and picked up the dropped pen lightly.

long song?

The screen suddenly closed.

The loud breaking sound came earth-shatteringly, the valley collapsed, the rocks rolled down, the smoke filled the air, and someone chanted leisurely in the torrent, "There is that phoenix, and there is that new emperor. I owe you my favor, and I repay you for your favor. The flowing water, Gungun Huashang, if you haven't solved your death feud, you won't share the moonlight."

With a flash of red light, a pitch-black cabin with a scattered female body, beside the window, a slender girl slowly opened her eyes.

The dark and bright eyes are as deep as an ancient well and as bright as flowing waves, which can illuminate the vicissitudes of the world of mortals and the flames of thousands of miles away, as well as the brilliance of the sun and the moon in the ancient world.

She opened her eyes, slowly, and smiled.

Lang Ran who realized in three lives.

Long song!

Chu Feihuan suddenly opened his eyes, dripping with sweat.

Three calls, three twists and turns.

On the opposite side, the woman who opened both eyes at the same time had a calm and mysterious smile, and her dark pupils reflected his slightly flustered and unbelievable expression.

"Feihuan," Qin Changge squeezed his hand tightly.

(End of this chapter)