In the courtyard of the Jade Family, Ling Feng came here alone, and when he stood in front of the vast swamp, his thoughts were surging. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info vaguely in a trance, the scene that had been trapped in it with Liu Xufei and Broken Jade came to mind.

The swamp was surrounded by people, he was hit by arrows, blood was dripping, the three of them struggled in the mire, the jade unicorn cried helplessly on the side, and Liu Xufei clinged to him......

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, these memories disappeared again, and no matter how hard he tried to recall them, he couldn't remember anything. He patted his head in an attempt to remember more, but it was a blank slate.

Along the stone road, Ling Feng came to the village courtyard, which was desolate and boring, and some room doors were pried open, and the inside was empty, and cobwebs could be seen everywhere. His heart suddenly cooled, and he shouted: "Liu Xufei...... Jade Kirin ......"

Obviously, except for the sound of his breathing and footsteps, no one answered. Ling Feng thought that he had a white hoof, so he arrived at the Yujiazhuang Courtyard first, maybe Liu Xufei and his party were on the way. There are many ways to reach the Yujiazhuang Courtyard, Ling Feng was afraid that he would miss Liu Wufei, so he didn't plan to greet them, and with eager anticipation, he waited for Liu Wufei and their arrival in this courtyard.

After that, Ling Feng cleaned the courtyard and reinstalled the crooked door table. When he carefully wiped a large stool, he vaguely saw Liu Wufei lying on it to rest. He smiled happily, and he wanted to live carefree with her like this.

At night, the candles were blazing, and on the table, Ling Feng was carefully drawing a portrait. The person in the painting is smiling, with red lips and eyebrows, and a beautiful face.

Ling Feng looked at it stupidly, touched it gently with both hands, and muttered, "Fei'er, coming to the Black Swamp again, I can remember a little bit of our past, this is a good sign, I believe that as long as you give me some time, you can talk to me more, I may be able to remember everything." ”

At this moment, faintly, there was a low cry and the sound of iron chains shaking from the back room. Ling Feng was taken aback, and immediately listened attentively, it was strange to say, except for the strong wind blowing on the window, and the insects muttering, there was nothing left.

Ling Feng smiled bitterly, after a day of rough work, he was a little tired, so he leaned on the table and gradually fell asleep.

One day passed, two days passed, and just like that, three days passed, Ling Feng's face became more and more ugly, his mind became colder and colder, and there was no trace of Liu Wufei who was looking forward to it. He changed from joy to loss, from loss to worry, he was worried that Liu Xufei deliberately avoided him and would not come to the Yujiazhuang Courtyard, and he was worried that Liu Xufei would have some accidents.

At noon on this day, Ling Feng was restless, his face was sad, he couldn't stay for a moment anymore, and as soon as he mentioned the Xuanqi Sword, he was about to jump out.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Ling Feng was overjoyed, turned his head suddenly, and called: "Fei'er......" When he turned around, a purple slender figure came into view, she was holding a purple flame sword inlaid with purple jade, it was actually Yu Zitong of Changyu Villa.

Ling Feng's face stiffened, turning from sunny to *****Yu Zitong, how could it be you, why did you appear here?"

Yu Zitong looked haggard, her eyes were swollen, listless, and she had lost her previous flying spirit. As soon as he saw Ling Feng in his heart, the corners of Yu Zitong's mouth flattened, his eyes were ruddy, and he pounced on the ground, choking and said, "Brother Ling, I finally found you, Brother Ling, I miss you so much." ”

She hugged Ling Feng's arms tightly, snuggled into his wide arms, closed her eyes, and breathed deeply, wanting to feel his familiar breath. These intimate actions made Ling Feng a little uncomfortable, but he had already seen Yu Zitong's pain, so he gently helped her to stand up, and asked, "Miss Yu, but what happened?"

Yu Zitong said sadly: "Jinyun is dead, and Wu Junxi has occupied Changyu Villa. ”

Ling Feng exclaimed, "How could this be? Jinyun's martial arts are not weak, who killed her?"

"That day, Jinyun talked to me a lot, in this world, I can trust Brother Ling and explain that I came to you for help. At that time, I was very strange, she seemed to sense something, knew that she would have this difficulty, and explained what was going on. It was time for lunch, and it happened to be Wu Junxi's birthday, and Jinyun went to the kitchen to prepare a meal for me, but who knows......"

Yu Zitong was immersed in pain, and carefully recounted what happened that day, and when it came to Jinyun's blood gushing all over her body, she couldn't cry.

At the end, Yu Zitong shouted: "All this is Wu Junxi's ghost. Usually, there are people guarding each room and room, but on that day, Wu Junxi took advantage of his birthday to invite all the disciples of the villa to get drunk, and there were only a few guards left...... It wasn't until the killer left that he ......"

Tears dripped on the ground one by one, and Ling Feng handed her a fruit, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her wordlessly. It wasn't until Yu Zitong's mood was better that he said: "According to what you said, there were four sets of broken disciple clothes left at the murder scene, do you suspect that there are four people who pretend to be disciples of the mountain villa and cooperate with Wu Junxi, Wu Junxi is responsible for dragging the disciples, and those four people are responsible for killing?"

Yu Zitong said excitedly: "It must be like this, as soon as Jinyun died, I was kicked out by several disciples before I could keep seven for her." I wanted to fight and quarrel, but I am not Wu Junxi's opponent, his martial arts are comparable to mine, his mind is ruthless, and he has so many subordinates, so I followed Jinyun's words and came to find you, Brother Ling. ”

Ling Feng analyzed: "You have no evidence, and you can't identify Wu Junxi as the murderer of Jinyun. Changyu Villa was founded by the owner of Yu Village, if Wu Junxi wants to monopolize it, suppressing you is the only way. And Jinyun is loyal to you and has good martial arts, so you must start with Jinyun first. If it was really Wu Junxi's doing, it can only be said that he was well-planned, brave and strategic. Now, you have been kicked out and left your hometown, Wu Junxi has won Changyu Villa alone, and he does have the biggest suspicion. ”

Yu Zitong shouted: "I know it's him, it's him Wu Junxi who killed my Jinyun." At the beginning of Changyu Villa, it was he who wanted to blackmail me and conspire with him to hurt Liu ......"

Yu Zitong stopped the words again, she was almost about to say that on the night when Ling Feng took the Heavenly Spirit Divine Memory Pill, it was Wu Junxi who wanted her to coerce her into cooperating with him, and used a voice change to pretend to be Ling Feng's voice, and made Liu Wufei angry out of Changyu Villa.

Yu Zitong was speechless, and Ling Feng asked, "What is Liu, is it that Wu Junxi once hurt Liu Xufei?"

Yu Zitong asked in surprise, "Brother Ling, do you remember Miss Liu?"

"I don't remember, but I know she's my wife. Ling Feng said truthfully: "These days, I have been wandering in the black swamp in front of me, and I remembered the fragment of what I experienced with Liu Xufei, but it was very short and passed by in a flash. ”