Chapter 90 Bloodbath of the Imperial City
Chapter 90 Bloodbath of the Imperial City
Zhongzhou City, the capital of the dynasty, is dotted with houses and buildings, and the streets and markets are orderly. Among them, in the depths of the most prosperous market, among the densely populated Fusheng, there is a majestic mansion.
There are two majestic unicorns squatting in front of the mansion, and a plaque hangs above the main entrance with the words "Lin Fu" written on it.
Although this mansion is magnificent and majestic, mottled traces of time can be faintly seen around the mansion, but the plaque has a brand-new appearance, obviously it was recently hung.
His Majesty's new Fenglei Guoshi had the surname of Lin before he entered the immortal gate, and this mansion is now the residence of the Guoshi.The once-famous mansion of the Luomen family has changed its appearance and completely changed hands.
The night was deep, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away, and there were few pedestrians on the road.
Fengyue is dressed in white clothes with light golden cloud patterns, her black hair is high and her figure is slender and straight.He came from the darkening night, and the palace lantern in front of Lin's mansion shone coldly, reflecting on his face, making his handsome face as cold as if it had been quenched in an ice cave.
Fengyue raised her head to look at the plaque on the door, stared at Lin Zi and raised her eyebrows and smiled, but his smile didn't reach his eyes, but the smile on his flesh made his brows a bit more serious.
"The family of Linmen? Huh." He came to the door, and the heavy and luxurious door opened in front of him. Two young servants in gorgeous crowns and beautiful clothes were guarding the door. Like a breeze, Fengyue swept across the majestic front halls and corridors of the carved beams and painted buildings of the National Teacher's Mansion, and walked towards the backyard.
Master Fenglei had just sent off a wave of visitors a moment ago, and was leaning on the mahogany chair, with a complacent look on his face.
His Majesty's official appointment as Imperial Imperial Tutor has a high status, and if one person is below ten thousand, he is naturally very popular.It has been more than a month since Fenglei was granted the title, but the National Teacher's Mansion is always full of people, and there is an endless stream of visiting and clinging people.
Is this the joy of power and status?Feng Lei secretly rejoiced.
He is glad that he is far superior to ordinary people's vision and courage.
Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye since Luo Yunhuan and Yu Qingchi's master and apprentice died.He can have the current status and power, the hardships and hardships in it are only known to him, and the price he paid is far beyond the tolerance of others, so he naturally cherishes everything that is hard-won today.
In the past, when Luo Yunhuan died at his hands, Feng Lei thought that he would be killed by the angry Bu Qingtian and Fengyue, but things were beyond his expectation.
The elder Hengxiao, Bu Qingtian, was furious, and stretched out his stern palm full of spiritual power to hit Fenglei's Tianling Gai. He was about to kill him on the spot, but he was stopped by Fengyue who came after him at the nick of time.
"Master! Please stop the thunder for now!" Fengyue stood up and held Bu Qingtian's sharp palm, her eyes were cold and unpredictable: "There may be other uses for keeping this person."
"This idiot!" Bu Qingtian's eyes widened, and he said in a hateful voice: "Once Luo Yunhuan dies, there will be no trace of Zeguo Jiangshan Map. What's the use of keeping this person! Fengyue, this is what you collected for my teacher. My good disciple? Without Zeguo Jiangshan map, you and I will be backlashed by Baguafeng's mind!"
Fengyue's eyes were hidden in the darkness, and his flat voice was full of hatred that could not be concealed: "Because of this, it is kind to him to kill him easily. If you keep him, the disciple will have his own way to kill him." The backlash from Bagua Peak on Master and disciples is passed on to Feng Lei."
After Fengyue finished speaking, she smiled to herself, with a fierce look between her brows.
"Only by letting him bear the pain of backlash, can the disciple's hatred be relieved!"
Fengyue is extremely intelligent, and he is quite accomplished in formation and thaumaturgy. Bu Qingtian knows this well. He stares at Fengyue for a moment, and suddenly doubts: "Fengyue, you left his life just to vent your anger?"
Fengyue said casually: "Believe it or not, Master should have his own decision. It doesn't matter whether he kills Fenglei or not. Without Fenglei, I can find anyone to accept the backlash of my heart. I can also transfer the damage spell Tell Master, it's just that I have another small wish, and I ask Master to fulfill it."
Bu Qingtian snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "You have grown up too, dare to negotiate terms with me?"
Fengyue: "Since there is no trace of the map of Zeguo, Jiangshan and Mountains, I don't expect too much to be the head of Yunhai Tiancheng. Naturally, it will not hinder the affairs of the master. I only ask for one." Pointing to the ignorant Luo Yunhuan, he said, "I only want him."
"Luo Yunhuan is dead, what use do you want him for?" Bu Qingtian became suspicious, could it be that Luo Yunhuan was not dead, and Fengyue took him away in order to take the opportunity to get the map of Zeguo Jiangshan.
"I don't care whether he is dead or alive, I just hope that he can stay by my side for a long time." After Fengyue finished speaking, she walked to Luo Yunhuan's side, gently stroked his cold cheeks, and said infinitely tenderly: "To say something that Master may find ridiculous, my greatest wish is not to aspire to the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, but to be with him. However, Luo Yunhuan, as the disciple of the head of the sect, has a great cultivation, and sooner or later he will ascend to the ascension. If there is no way to get Zeguojiangshantu to catch up to his cultivation base, how can we stay with him for a long time? But now that he looks like this, I don’t need Zeguojiangshantu anymore, please rest assured, master.”
After finishing speaking, Fengyue lifted Luo Yunhuan's leg with one hand, and hugged him around his neck with the other to lift him from the ground, and summoned the sword-cracking sword shadow.
"Master, if you have made up your mind, bring Fenglei to Yueying Building to find me."
……
Feng Lei didn't want to think about what happened after that day.
In the past 20 years, every time he dreamed back at midnight, Fenglei seemed to be able to return to that night, and the whispers of Fengyue sounded in his ears.
"Since it was your fault that caused me to lose my beloved and suffer from mental backlash, then please help me, Junior Brother Fenglei, to share some of the pain."
In his gentle and gentle voice, Fenglei watched his arm start from the fingertips, bit by bit, inch by inch, the flesh and blood rotted and turned into white bones...
The piercing pain made him scream piercingly.It is unknown how long this torture lasted.When he came back to his senses, half of his flesh and blood had rotted and turned into white bones.
"Go away." Fengyue kicked his broken and ugly body away with her toes: "Leave Yunhai Tiancheng and don't appear in front of me again."
Fenglei was in pain and anger, but although his cultivation base was mediocre, his mind turned extremely fast, and he was good at piercing people's hearts. He finally relied on his determination not to die, forced his broken and painful body back to the mortal world, and Relying on his identity as a direct disciple of the elder of Yunhai Tiancheng, he quickly entered the court. After 20 years of ups and downs in the sea of power, Luo Yunhuan's death was finally used to overthrow the Luo family and ascend to the position of national teacher.
For 20 years, he has been wrapped in an airtight black robe all the year round to cover up his half-skeletal body and dare not approach the world.Later, when he became a national teacher, others only knew that he had boundless magical powers and was mysterious. No one had ever discovered his unsightly body under the billowing black robe, and no one knew how difficult his journey was.
Fortunately, everything passed.Fenglei leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, full of ambition. For 20 years, neither Fengyue nor Bu Qingtian came to him again. Although his body could not recover, it did not continue to rot.
Although this situation is not very good, he is content.
Fenglei pulled away the chair and stood up, intending to go to bed, but the moment he got up, a gust of wind carried the familiar aura through the hall.
Fenglei's heart fell to the bottom inch by inch.
A low, clear, magnetic voice came through the air: "Junior Brother Fenglei, it's been 20 years since you left, don't you come here all right?"
The night wind suddenly picked up, and the coolness filled the room.
The voice didn't hear Feng Lei's answer, and suddenly laughed at himself, and changed his words: "Sorry, it's time to call you Feng Lei Guoshi."
Feng Lei's face darkened, he raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Feng Yue's long dark eyes raised slightly, looking at him silently.Those eyes couldn't see any emotion, but they were faintly cold.
Fenglei was startled subconsciously, just about to prostrate himself on the ground, when he suddenly remembered that he is now a majestic national teacher, why should he be afraid of the people of Yunhai Tiancheng?
Thinking of this, Fenglei smiled contemptuously, and put on a haughty attitude, "It turns out that the Fengyue Xianjun from Yunhai Tiancheng is here. The Xianjun is so expensive today, what is the matter?"
Now he actually doesn't even want to call him Senior Brother.
But Fengyue didn't seem to care, and walked two steps towards the window as if there was no one else around, her eyes cast into the distance, she didn't know where she fell, "This National Teacher's Mansion is really magnificent, I have been looking for it for a long time..."
Fenglei was flattered by others in the court of the imperial city for more than a month, and he had long forgotten his surname and name. At this moment, he was impatient with Fengyue, let alone greeted him, so he waved his hand and interrupted: "What is the purpose of Xianjun here?" Why don't you just say it bluntly? I'm too busy with affairs to accompany you—"
Before his words landed, his body suddenly felt strange!Under his layer upon layer of thick black robes, there was a severe pain that could tear apart the soul from the half of his body that still had flesh and blood!
The blood dripped from the chest and dripped to the ground, and gradually gathered into a small pool of red stream on the ground paved with white jade.
Fenglei wanted to exclaim subconsciously, but was suddenly kicked down by Fengyue, and he fell on his back.
The terrible pain of turning his body into dry bones made Fenglei's mind instantly clear. He resisted the painful hands and feet and crawled to Fengyue's feet. A technique to punish the younger brother is, why bother to work on your feet? The younger brother is insignificant, if the younger brother's precious feet are dirty, it will be bad..."
"Heh, the national teacher still looks pleasing to the eye." Fengyue took a step back, shook off his hands that were cluttering indiscriminately, and said in disgust: "I still remember that when my junior brother just started, he poured tea and water in front of me, and hammered his shoulders." Rubbing your legs, how obedient and obedient, why now that you are a national teacher, you don't recognize me as a senior brother, have you forgotten that there is a difference between superiority and inferiority?"
Feng Lei hurriedly stepped forward on his knees, and said in a startled voice: "Senior brother is clearly aware! I absolutely dare not have such thoughts!"
"It doesn't matter," Fengyue said with a smile, "I'm here this time to say goodbye to you."
At the same time, a doorman's urgent call suddenly came from outside.
"My lord, Your Majesty has called urgently! The ghost cultivators have invaded the imperial city!"
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