mad sound of the world

Chapter 77
Walking forward, the weirdness that had just flashed through Xiuyue's mind became hazy and transparent, maybe she misread it.

Otherwise, how could she feel that Feng Qingyin's face suddenly turned pale at the moment when those people turned into bones?

A little worried, she looked back at the calm man behind her again, her obsidian-like eyes stared at her quietly, and the hidden emotion in it made her a little dazed, after thinking about it, Xiuyue couldn't bear it after all, and said with a low voice. The voice called out: "Feng Qingyin..."

"Huh?" Feng Qingyin took two steps forward, "What's wrong?"

"How do you know the ghost tone five evil tunes?" She remembered that she didn't mention it in front of him.

Feng Qingyin didn't hide it: "I knew it when I saw the blood halo that day. Huo Linghu has a natural attachment to the blood halo, so..."

When I saw the bloody halo and thought of the improvement of her voice, I naturally thought of it.

Xiuyue was stunned for a moment, squatted down, looked at the white bones in front of her, and asked casually: "So, do you also know the requirements for practicing the five ghost tunes?" Want nothing.Therefore, from the time she made the decision, she had long since given up her due emotions and desires. She was doomed to be a widow all her life, so why bother to involve one of them?

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound in her ears. After all, she couldn't bear Feng Qingyin.

Turning her head, she saw Feng Qingyin staring blankly at the pile of bones, flicking her wide sleeves, about to touch——

"and many more!"

Xiuyue was startled, she stretched out her hand to grab his sleeve, and gave him an annoyed look, but the worry in her voice could not be concealed: "Feng Qingyin, what are you doing? This corpse is very cold and poisonous, you don't want to die If the Seven Cold Tune can be sent out, the person who will be hurt by the cold poison is the other party, but just now the "Bone" Tune abruptly blocked the "Empty Destruction" of the Seven Cold Tune, and while the tone was cutting flesh and blood, they They were also backlashed by the cold poison, which is why they were injured so badly.

These cold poisons are extremely harmful to the body, Feng Qingyin's body is just right, she has not forgotten the heart-piercing cough of the other party when she saw him for the first time after rebirth!

However, Feng Qingyin's expression was a little dignified, she turned her head to look at Xiuyue with a complicated expression, but pointed in one direction.

Xiuyue froze for a moment, followed his finger to look, and when she saw clearly what it was, her face suddenly turned pale.

Among the pile of bones, a token made of black iron glowed strangely under the faint moonlight, and the word "Gong" inlaid with gold on it was particularly obvious. A strange totem surrounds the word "Gong", and Xiuyue is very clear about the meaning of this totem.

"Brother?" How could it be...

Xiuyue was stunned for a long time, and suddenly a chill ran down her back!
With a flick of his eyes and a flick of his hand, a dagger appeared on his right hand. With a stroke of expressionless expression, the blood dripped before falling to the ground and turned into a cloud of blood mist covering the bones, and the blood mist seeped into the bones. , With the movement of Xiuyue Guangxiu, those white bones turned into a pile of powder, and drifted to nowhere with the wind.

The only thing left is the token with "Palace" engraved on it.

On the side, Feng Qingyin stretched out her blocking hand and quickly withdrew it as her face turned pale inexplicably. The silver thread poured down from one end, covering all his expressions.

Xiuyue was so focused on the token that she didn't notice Feng Qingyin's change, she picked up the token and frowned with a complicated expression.If she read it correctly, this totem is the symbol of the Eighteen Pavilions of the Three Palaces, the blood red color is the first-level killing order, and the young master of the Eighteen Pavilions of the Three Palaces...is the elder brother.

"You doubt Ye Fengxin?"

Feng Qingyin raised her head again, there was nothing unusual on her face, she turned her head and asked the question in her heart.

Xiuyue shook her head: "It can't be him. Although he has a very ruthless reputation in the Jianghu, he treats Jun Xiuyue sincerely. After all, she is the younger sister born to his compatriots. I will not doubt anyone." Doubt him..."

"Then?" Feng Qingyin nodded, looking sideways at her.

"Brother has been away for so long and hasn't come back, so I suspect that there is something wrong with him." The order to kill the red card needs to be approved by the young master himself, not to mention that in the eighteenth pavilion of Sangong, he can afford a first-level There are really not many people who kill her for a price. Who is trying so hard to kill her?Moreover, they still took such a tortuous path... "I'm afraid the person who wants to kill me doesn't know that the young master of the Eighteenth Pavilion of the Three Palaces is the eldest brother." Xiuyue said affirmatively, otherwise they would not be so stupid as to find the third The Eighteenth Pavilion of the Palace, the only thing that puzzled her at this time was what went wrong with the Eighteenth Pavilion of the Three Palaces, big brother...

Thinking about it this way, it's been a long time since I heard from Ye Fengxin.

"I'll order someone to investigate." Seeing Xiuyue's thoughtful gaze, a trace of worry flashed across Feng Qingyin's eyes.

Xiuyue looked back at him, but shook her head: "No, you can't be involved in this matter. These people may also use the name of Sangong Shibage to divert our attention. Since they Knowing you, I'm afraid they also know you, if you act, you will be involved." Then, her determination to kill these people today will be in vain, she doesn't want to involve him.

Feng Qingyin looked at the firmness in her eyes, and finally compromised helplessly: "Well, if you don't want me to intervene, then I will listen to you, but if there is any problem, you must tell me first, Don't act rashly..."

"Don't worry, I'm still measured."

Putting the token into her bosom, Xiuyue stood up, rubbing the center of her brows with her fingers, feeling a little tired.

"In the dark marriage three days later, Lin Qingyun may appear, and then there may be another vicious fight. Since Lin Yifeng has arranged this way, he must be prepared. On that day, you... don't come here." After finishing these words, Xiu Yue lowered her eyes. On that day, besides the ghost marriage, there were other news to announce...

There was silence behind her, she thought, he should understand.

After a long time, Xiuyue heard Feng Qingyin's reply, her tone was still warm and unchanged, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She was so scared just now that she would hear his sad voice. She didn't know when he put his heart on her, but after all, she died once, and she had seen through it from the moment he destroyed herself. Many things, rather than procrastinating, it is better to cut the mess quickly. She has no feelings for Lin Yifeng, but if what she has given up is a kind of spiritual sustenance for the dead Erniang, she is willing to accept it, at least for the dead Jun Xiuyue. It is also good to order something.

(End of this chapter)