The Rise of Phoenixes

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A group of people hurriedly pushed the door, the door was not closed at all, and no one seemed to be there just now, but someone immediately said from the back of the door: "Come? Hurry up!" The group of people was taken in, and the figure in the door flickered, closing the door. .

Vaguely heard the hurried footsteps inside, and some people mumbled: "What's so great about this wife, it's better than..."

After hearing Yin'er's voice, he intercepted the man's grunt and said coldly: "Say few words! In any case, the master's life matters!"

Feng Zhiwei listened to their footsteps, suddenly fell to the ground, and listened carefully. Sure enough, those footsteps turned out to be underground instead of walking on flat ground.

typical?

Feng Zhiwei recalled the layout of the Lanxiang Academy. Her learning about the art of organizing began only after Zong Chen gave her the mysterious booklet. After that, she left the Lanxiang Academy. For this place, she was really Did not notice anything strange.

Now listening to Yin Er's tone of voice, the expression "Master", everyone's eager expression, and the so-called authenticity, she suddenly flashed a warning in her heart.

At the beginning, many things were expelled from the government, which seemed normal. In fact, everything was under the control of others. Ning Yi had already targeted her sister and sister Feng at that time, so the first encounter in Qiufu was not a coincidence, and Xueye Guqiao was not a coincidence. Occasionally, Lan Xiang Yuan is naturally not simple.

Feng Zhiwei listened for a while in the darkness, straightened up, carefully surveyed the surrounding terrain, jumped over the tree again, calculated around, and after a while, she stood upright, passing silently past the tree, turning around A narrow alley landed in front of a private house.

Here, if she guessed right, it should be the authentic exit.

There were scattered beggars on all sides. Feng Zhiwei observed them and felt that these beggars were real. She fell beside a sleeping beggar to see if his clothes were acceptable. He stabbed him and said: "Hey, Xiongtai, can I buy you a piece of clothes?" I handed a piece of broken silver.

The beggar's eyes glowed, took the bite of the silver, and immediately took off his clothes, without a word, disappeared in the darkness-these wandering people who often beg near the Hualou restaurant will meet all kinds of strange people. Learn not to be surprised, make money if you have money.

Feng Zhiwei had trouble saving this time, pinched his nose and put on the black robed gown, and put on her hair to cover her face. She didn't bring a mask out today, so she had to grieve herself to beg a beggar. Next, only those beggars who have been begging here for many years will not be noticed.

After squatting in a broken jar, she squeezed the non-existent lice leisurely, listening to the movement inside.

There was no movement inside, but there was a sudden wind outside.

Not only the wind, but the light.

Jianguang.

This is a quiet black alley, which is in sharp contrast with the brightly-lit night area not far away. The colorful lights over there illuminate here, and there are often blurred smoke, so when the sword lights appear, they are like fireworks in the distance. Inadvertently shot here, but the snow flashed in the rich darkness, and a slight "chirp" sound was emitted.

Yi Feng knew the martial arts, and even when the other party came out to the second sword, he smelled a **** gas before Huo Ran was shocked.

She looked carefully through the crack in the broken cylinder. In this narrow alley, some unknown black people appeared in a narrow alley. They flew quickly in the alley, and the sword was like the wind, silent. All the beggars sleeping in the alley were stabbed to death.

Feng Zhiwei was shocked. At this time, she was too late to see the martial arts of these people. She could escape, but it was inevitable that she would frighten the snake. In addition, she still remembered the master who had forced herself to the wall by the previous imperial temple. Dare to take risks, so he did not move after shrinking in the cylinder.

Her figure is more concealed, but those people seem to have to keep their mouths alive, and soon they have a light footstep to come, seeing her behind the tank, the gleam of glimmer in her eyes, the long sword like a spirit snake, "Boom", Shot into her heart.

This man was very confident in his martial arts, and he did not hesitate once he succeeded, and turned away.

The tip of his raised sword shone in the dark, and the tip of the sword slowly dripped bright red liquid...

Feng Zhiwei crouched behind the tank without moving, looking like a beggar.

Half of the papaya in her arms was very fragrant, she suddenly felt a little hungry...

It seemed to have been cleaned up there, and immediately heard the sound of a horseshoe, and these people immediately greeted them politely.

Feng Zhi turned his face slightly, and across the crack of the broken cylinder, he saw a red horse riding slowly, and the horse caught her heart and she was shocked.

Looking up, the person was cold and bent to look down. The face under the stars was white and exquisite, beautiful and familiar, but his eyes were big and bright.

Shaoning!

Under the starlight, she looked at the authentic exit of the house, slowly opening her mouth, and scattered voices from the evening breeze, and vaguely heard, "Is everything cleaned up?"

The man in black bowed respectfully.

Shaoning nodded with satisfaction, pointing to the private house, and said, "The time is almost the same. I can't think of anyone in this place. I immediately took the person and left."

"Yes."

"These corpses," Shao Ning frowned and looked at the ground, saying, "Everything is cleaned up, otherwise Emperor Jingfu and Jiucheng Bingmasi will have trouble again."

Those people ordered to drag the corpse, Feng Zhi murmured slightly-she didn't want to be dragged away.

At this time, she already understood what happened. It seemed that Qing Fei was going to give birth tonight. Somehow, she did not go back to the palace to produce, or to produce in the imperial temple, but chose the underground corridor of Lanxiangyuan, and Shaoning, now counts Pick her up when she is in labor.

Fengzhi's micro-calculation counts the days, it should be said that Qing Fei still has a few days before delivery. Is this a few days in advance, or is it just a labor induction?

There is still a question in her mind. Qing Fei and Ning Yi have a cooperative relationship, so what is the relationship between Qing Fei and Lan Xiangyuan?

At this time, a man in black was approaching and was about to drag her. Feng Zhiwei thought of lightning, thinking about whether he would be dragged away, wait for a while, and come back—

Suddenly there was a muffled noise!

The sound didn't seem to come from the ground, but from the ground. The whole ground shook, the rain that was still in the broken tank suddenly splashed out, and the black man who wanted to drag her in a boot was splashed, and the man was horrified and then looked back On the ground, even Feng Zhiwei, who pretended to be dead, opened his eyes in shock-an earthquake?