Once again, Feng Wuxin poured himself a glass of wine, and sipped the glass of wine with his head up.

Then he took out a dose of medicine and a sachet from his backpack.

"The ingredients in the sachet can make you fall asleep peacefully. This prescription is the latest herb developed. I have already stated the things you should pay attention to on the prescription."

Feng Wuxin's current action has already explained a lot of things.

Yuan Zhengyang raised his white eyebrows slightly and drank all the wine in his glass, but when the wine entered his throat, it only had a spicy taste.

Yuan Zhengyang didn't say anything, but his eyes were looking at the prescription Feng Wuxin placed on the table, with a deep expression in his eyes.

"General Yuan should understand that since the birth of the Holy Altar that day and the pursuit of Wujiang dense forest again, this is all I can do."

Yuan Zhengyang is a smart person, and of course he is also the mastermind of the altar.

But he still wanted to tell Feng Wuxin that the incident of the birth in the dense forest of Wujiang River in Sishui has nothing to do with him and Yancangzhou, but what can be explained?

Yuan Zhengyang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly and signaled the butler to get the silver notes.

"You can accept this medical fee."

The housekeeper of Yuan's mansion respectfully presented the banknotes, and Feng Wuxin did not refuse and put the banknotes in his backpack.

"Thank you, General Yuan."

Feng Wuxin, who should be explained, had already explained that she would no longer set foot in Yuan's mansion in the future, whether for the sake of safety and health or anything else.

After the words came, Feng Wuxin got up and prepared, but was stopped by Yuan Zhengyang.

"Before leaving, it's better to show off a few moves with me."

The old voice was more like the tone of an ordinary old man asking for advice with a young man, and it had nothing to do with the identity of General Yan State and Mrs. Qiansui.

"Okay, please, General Yuan."

In the courtyard outside the study, Yuan Zhengyang held a long spear in his hand, and the head of the spear was flashing with a cold light.

Standing opposite Yuan Zhengyang, Feng Wuxin pointed at the ground with a long sword in his hand, holding one hand behind him, and a little cold light flowed faintly in his eyes.

When he said that, the spear was about to come out, and Yuan Zhengyang stabbed the spear with a long spear. Feng Wuxin held the sword in his hand and did not resist. He took a few steps back to dodge Yuan Zhengyang's killing move.

As the saying goes, one inch is stronger and one inch is longer, one inch is broken and one inch is dangerous.

Wherever the spear went, it was damaged. Feng Wuxin quickly dodged Yuan Zhengyang's fatal moves every time he took.

Suddenly, Feng Wuxin, who had been retreating continuously, suddenly stepped forward, seized the opportunity, and hit Yuan Zhengyang's heart with a long sword in his hand.

As long as the strength of the long sword in Feng Wuxin's hand was nearly one point, there would be no Yuan Zhengyang in Yan State again.

The cold sword edge hit the heart of General Yuan. Feng Wuxin's eyes were cold and looked at the old man standing in front of him. A word slowly flowed out of his mouth, which was also cold.

"If I want to take your life, I can do it anytime."

With a clang, Feng Wuxin threw down the sword in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then disappeared in front of Yuan Zhengyang with his backpack on his back.

Standing there, Yuan Zhengyang half-squinted his eyes, and under his white eyebrows, the figure with Feng Wuxin reflected in his eyes gradually disappeared.

With a thud, the spear was stuck on the ground.

"It's true that I'm old."

Smile climbed up all over my eyes.

This smile is a mockery of Yuan Zhengyang for himself and a praise of Feng Wuxin.

Just as this girl said just now, if she wanted to kill herself, it would be effortless.

Why!

"Old, old!"

Shaking his head repeatedly, Yuan Zhengyang handed the spear to the butler and returned to the study alone.

The old butler took the spear with both hands and stood there for a long time. It was not that he had seen what he had just had.

The old general repeatedly wanted to kill Feng Wuxin and take his life. Unexpectedly, not only did he fail, but he was almost killed by Feng Wuxin. However, at the critical moment, Feng Wuxin stopped.

The guards in the secret have already been waiting for an opportunity to act. Whenever the old general has an order or Feng Wuxin makes any dangerous moves to the old general, the guards will rush to General Feng Wuxin to arrest him.

But in the end, Feng Wuxin did not kill him, and the old general did not order the guards to kill Feng Wuxin.

The veteran general fought on the battlefield all his life, and it is rare to identify with a few people, but Feng Wuxin is one of them.

It’s a pity that the two of them were not at the right time and could only be temporary friends. Whether it was the old general or Feng Wuxin, both of them knew in their hearts that the peace in the past was temporary. As long as one side broke this balance, the ending of both of them was life and death.

This is the case now, and it will be even more so in the future. It will not be considered as the end until one party completely disappears.

Shaking his head, the butler of Yuan's mansion disappeared into the night with a spear in his hands.

It was already dark.

Feng Wuxin, who left Yuan’s Mansion, walked towards Qiansui Mansion.

She also understood in her heart what happened to her just now.

Yuan Zhengyang wanted to kill her, and the guards in the secret were already ready.

snort!

A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. Feng Wuxin raised his head and looked at the stars flashing in the sky. The dazzling starlight reflected in his eyes, as if he was struggling with something.

What is a good person, what is a bad person, and who can distinguish it?

For one's own benefit, it hinders the interests of others. If you do good, what is good? If you do evil, what is evil?

The definition of the word "good at evil" is very vague. In contrast, there is no absolute good or absolute evil.

Just like Yuan Zhengyang and her.

In the eyes of everyone, Yuan Zhengyang was a loyal minister and an old general who protected the Yan State.

Mo Yi is a treacherous minister. As the wife of a treacherous minister, she must be an evil existence in the eyes of everyone.

But in her opinion, Mo Yi was the best man. On the contrary, Yuan Zhengyang and Yancangzhou repeatedly killed them.

Therefore, there is no absolute good at evil in this world, but only benefits.

Just like what the master always says to her, children only see right or wrong, while adults only see benefits.

"Not mind."

Feng Wuxin, who was walking back towards Qiansui Mansion, was stopped by a gentle voice.

Looking back, under the faint moonlight, a blue crow appeared faintly in Feng Wuxin's sight.

Xiahou Lie's eyes were still full of tenderness.

After a few steps forward, Xiahou Lie came to Feng Wuxin's side.

"Brother Lie, Mr. Xiahou."

A smile appeared on the corners of the lips.

Brother Lie almost blurted out the words "Three Words" and I can't blame this habit.

"How could Mr. Xiahou appear here?"

"To wait for you."

Xiahou Lie said his actions without any concealment.

Since Feng Wuxin left Gaotian Academy, he has been following him, watching her enter the Yuan Mansion and watching her come out of the Yuan Mansion. He wanted to keep doing this, and silently followed Feng Wuxin and sent her back to Qiansui Mansion, but there was always a voice in his heart telling him to go forward.
Chapter completed!