The red flowers almost surrounded the entire valley, and the poisonous gas spread out. The poisonous gas lingered all year round, dyeing the rock walls red, like blood and scarlet.

If the sea of ​​flowers they saw just now was a river, this is the sea.

The hot air rushed towards my face, and the fragrance of flowers was astonishing, but it also contained a fishy smell that was so unpleasant that it made me sick.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically. There were tall trees here, and it was in the backlight. The trees blocked the sunlight, making it look particularly dark. In the red poisonous mist, the pairs of green eyes looked particularly shocking in the poisonous mist.

A strong wind blew by, the grass and trees were turbulent, and a dangerous breath grabbed their nerves, sending a chill down their spines.

Wild wolf...

So many wild wolves...

The whole valley is filled with green light, emitting a cold breath, white fangs, a strong body, sharp white teeth, and green eyes. There are more than a hundred of them, but they don't even emit any light.

A little sound.

Their eyes revealed an extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty desire, like a river that has been thirsty for millions of years and urgently needs water. This is a group of bloodthirsty wolves, slowly patrolling them with cold eyes open.

The delicacies of the prosperous world.

The valley is strange and gloomy, like the Valley of the Dead.

The poisonous smog here is lingering, the human habitation is extinct, and the birds are dead. However, these wild wolves are safe and sound, and they emit a fierce and aggressive aura. It is obvious at a glance that they are highly poisonous. Those who grew up drinking Hedinghong since childhood.

, their bodies are covered with poison, even their breath is poisonous, and these wild wolves have been soaked in poisonous gas for many years, growing up, and they also have an overwhelming poison.

"My grandpa..." Xuan Bei exclaimed, his eyes tearing from the sight. They were chasing along the path on the fruit layer, and unexpectedly ran into a group of poisonous wolves. Is the young master still alive?

It would be strange not to eat it as dinner for them.

Feng Haitang's face suddenly turned pale. The blood on the ground had dried up, as if someone had crawled across it, leaving a scarlet bloodstain. Nan Jin should have survived when he fell, and even wanted to save himself. However, when he encountered

This group of wild wolves must be very dangerous.

"Miss, look..." Xuanwu pointed sharply at the thorns not far away. The snow-white cloth was stained with blood, half of it was scarlet. The unique cloth was easy to recognize. It was Nan Jin's clothes, rags...

…

Feng Haitang's face, which was already as white as a ghost, turned even whiter. It was so pale and transparent that you could clearly see the blood vessels on her cheeks. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and her chest was rising and falling violently...

"Nan Jin...did they put Nan Jin..." Her body swayed violently, and Xuanwu quickly supported her with his hands, looking worriedly at her pale face and red eyes...

"Did they take the young master..." After swallowing the rest of the words, their cheeks twisted violently, as if they were enduring some pain.

The entire valley is not big. A living person fell down and there were blood stains on the ground. The jade flute was broken and there were rags and branches. Apart from being torn apart and devoured by wild wolves, what other explanation could there be?

A gloomy wind blew up, and instantly the sky and the earth were darkened. Hundreds of flowers were weeping with blood. The powerful tornado was sweeping away the poisonous gas. It dispersed further and they could see more clearly...

There were at least hundreds of wild wolves, and the smell of fishy smell was extremely strong. As the cold wind blew past, the wild wolves moved.

With any movement, the entire valley shook, making a dull sound of oppression. They opened their sharp claws, their green eyes became colder and colder, and they bared their teeth. Their long fangs were exposed, sharp and pointed, and they suddenly pounced on them,

His eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement.

Ouch... the sound was deafening.

"I'm going to kill you!" Feng Haitang suddenly let out a scream, moved the sword in his hand, and suddenly slashed down. The sword energy swept across the black wolf, and the flesh and blood were all blurred, and the stumps were everywhere...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa… The wild wolves avoided quickly, and their bodies were agile. They separated in all directions. Only two were killed by long swords. The blood mist spattered and dripped on the red flowers, making them even more enchanting.

Beauty... so beautiful that it's dazzling, shocking, and bloodthirsty.

The wild wolf jumped and ran, like a dragon, and rushed towards him with its claws open. Xuanbei Xuanwu and others immediately drew out their swords and stood up to resist, believing that they would tear Nanjin apart and devour them, arousing the deepest anger and hatred in their hearts.

Immediately, the sword energy swept coldly, as if it were a giant, and five people and a hundred beasts fought, screams suddenly broke out, scarlet fluttered, the energy and blood of the grass and trees, the sinister wind was filled with sorrow, and the blood and flesh were blurred, and the sky and the earth were darkened by the killing.

Feng Haitang didn't let the wild wolves get close at all. With the sword in her hand, she swept away thousands of troops with anger. She was so angry that her moves were messy, and many wild wolves were chopped to pieces by her.

"Oops! Miss, leave quickly, their blood is poisonous!" Xuanbei shouted suddenly. When he stabbed the wild wolf, blood splashed on his arm. For a moment, it turned purple. Xuanbei was shocked and shouted sharply.

Feng Haitang was unwilling to give in. She wanted to kill them to avenge Nan Jin, otherwise she wouldn't give in, she wouldn't give in... Tears dripped from her eyes. When Xuanwu saw this, he immediately came over and wrapped his arms around her body.

Waist, yelled, "Go quickly!"

"Let me go!" Feng Haitang shouted dissatisfied.

"Don't move!" Xuanwu shouted in her ear, causing her eardrums to crackle. No one quickly ran away and rushed back to the cliff. Hundreds of wild wolves started chasing wildly, and their huge bodies were not visible.

Heavy and heavy, as agile as a leopard, it sounded like thunder when it stepped on the ground, as if there were countless beasts galloping and jumping underground, chasing them closely, running, roaring...

It was a very shocking scene. Hundreds of wild wolves were chasing them quickly behind them. It was completely dark, and their green eyes were particularly scary in the slightly dim light. They were so close that they were faster than them.

…

Seeing that their sharp claws were about to grab their backs, the five people reacted very quickly and grabbed the rope and jumped up quickly. The people on the cliff reacted quickly and immediately pulled them up.

When they were jumping up, two wild wolves jumped up from the rock, and pounced on Feng Haitang with their sharp claws. Feng Haitang turned around, with fierce eyes, and slashed down hard, breaking off its claws. The wild wolves burst out of the air.

Falling down, blood mist rises.

The pack of wolves roared at them with a roar that shook the sky, which sent chills to the heart. Looking from mid-air, they saw pink poisonous mist lingering, red flowers as enchanting as Manzhu Shahua in hell, and black wolves occupying the entire valley, baring their teeth.

Coldclaw is dense.

After climbing the cliff, Xuanbei couldn't hold on anymore and plunged his head hard to the ground. His tall figure twitched a few times on the ground and then passed out. Ruyu quickly asked Xuanwu to hold him down and let Gong Xuening detoxify.

Haitang was paralyzed on the ground. Mrs. Feng was escorted when they went down the cliff. Xiaocui and Abi explained everything clearly. She stood anxiously on the cliff waiting for them to come back. She didn't see Nan Jin.

, her figure swayed, she squeezed out an extremely ugly smile, squatted next to Haitang, breathing very shallow, her voice trembling, "Haitang, Nan... Where is Nan Jin?"

Haitang's eyes suddenly reddened, she turned around and hugged Mrs. Feng, and started to cry loudly. She cried so loudly that her heart broke. She and Nanjin were not much different in age. They had grown up together since childhood and had a deep relationship.

The blood stains on the ground, the broken Xiao, the torn cloth, all that flashed in her mind were the images of Nan Jin being torn apart by wild wolves. She was so heartbroken that it was hard to breathe, it hurt, it felt so painful.

"Sister-in-law..." Haitang cried, hugging Mrs. Feng tightly. She was used to Nan Jin's indifference and decisiveness, used to Nan Jin's toughness and coldness, used to Nan Jin's omnipotence. The one in Feng Jiabao's heart

The man who exists like a soul, the man who exists like a god in front of the world, always makes people think that he will not be hurt or die. The sudden bad news shocked everyone's nerves.

.

Feng Haitang's cries were suppressed and painful, filled with resentment and crying blood. Those who heard it shed tears. The maids in Fengjia Fort cried and their eyes turned red. Everyone in Bingyue Palace looked sad. Ruyu quietly turned away, but

I can't bear to watch this sad scene.

"Nan Jin..." Mrs. Feng's voice was so soft and ethereal, "Nan Jin... can't come back, can she?"

The soft voice was choked in the throat, and the tears, one by one, crystal clear, rolled down from Mrs. Feng's eyes. Everyone thought that Mrs. Feng's temperament would definitely cry all over the world, fight for life or death, and refused to believe it, but they didn't expect her to be like this

Calm, no crying, silent, tears streaming down my face.

Feng Haitang stopped crying in shock, her eyes were dim with tears, and she said sadly: "Sister-in-law, just cry, it will make you feel better!"

Mrs. Feng's face was blank and her cheeks were pale. All that was swirling in her mind were the laughter and laughter of Nan Jin in the past after she returned to the castle. She would never hear it again, could not see her son's face, could not hear her son's voice, could not smell her son.

The breath. Suddenly I felt that my heart was empty, something was stiff, numb, and even my soul couldn't move.

She was so sad that her voice lost the ability to speak. It was hoarse, hoarse, and painful to the nerves.

It turns out that this is what despair feels like...

Compared with the year when Feng Muyun died, it is clearer and more profound.

"Sister-in-law?" Feng Haitang was shocked. Mrs. Feng shook her head, pushed her away, and slowly walked into the cliff. Everyone was shocked and went to stop her.

Mrs. Feng looked down, speechless for a while, her expression remained dead silent.

Fengjiabao experienced a heavy blow, and their usual laughter was gone, leaving only a deep sadness that enveloped them.

Liusu was still asleep. Haitang walked into the room. Liusu was asleep, with messy hair and a transparent, dead white face. How could she tell Susu the bad news?

"Susu, what should I do?" Haitang brushed away her wet hair lovingly. The room was lit with incense and a heater. The temperature was much higher than the room temperature. It was so warm that her fringed cheeks felt cool.

, no warmth at all.

The little baby was sleeping next to her, with shallow breathing and wrinkled skin. The short little hands were so soft and smooth. The cinnabar between her eyebrows was red and tender. Although her facial features were small, she could see the beauty of the south.

Jin's prototype. Haitang looked at their mother and daughter, feeling a dull pain in her heart and tears streaming down her face.

What would they, mother and daughter, do without Nan Jin? Su Su is so delicate and the two of them are so loving, can she face the days without Nan Jin in the future?

There was a noise outside the house. Haitang wiped her tears and hurried out. It was the voices of Xiaocui Abi and Ruyu. Xuanwu was silent on the side, as if they were arguing about something.

After these two days, Fengjiabao is very grateful to the Ghost Palace. If it weren't for Gong Xuening, Liusu and the child would have died. She is Fengjiabao's great benefactor. She has always been clear about grudges. The previous

The matter was none of their business, so of course they couldn't be blamed. In the final analysis, it was Gong Xuemei's own mental illness that caused the murder.

"Miss, you came just in time. Let them hand Gong Xuemei to us. I will chop her into pieces and throw her out to feed the dogs!" Xiao Cui fell down viciously, her eyes were still red and swollen, and her usual fierce aura was not reduced at all.

, be more insistent. If you don’t hand over the person, I will destroy your presumption.

Ruyu shook her head lightly and said: "The palace master has said, please be kind and let Gong Xuemei go. The palace master has disabled her martial arts and locked her in Lidong. She guarantees that Gong Xuemei will not appear in your Fengjia Fort."

In front of everyone."

"Not showing up? It's a joke. Our young master is dead, but she is alive and well and dreaming. I can't swallow this breath!" Abi also said angrily.

Ruyu sighed with a solemn expression, "Su Su and I are close friends. Nan Jin is dead and she is helpless. I also want to kill Gong Xuemei to vent my anger for Su Su, but she is our palace master's biological sister after all.

.Besides, the Palace Master has something to say. She saved the lives of your young lady and the young lady. If it weren’t for her, Su Su and the child would not be able to survive. She also helped five or six of you detoxify. These many lives are enough to be worth Gong Xuemei’s life.

Life, please just let her go, our palace master will not hand her over."

Feng Haitang listened silently, what Ruyu said was reasonable, she said calmly: "Xiaocui, Abi, don't be rude. The young palace master is right. Gong Xuening has been kind to our Feng family, and she will definitely repay her."
To be continued...