Di Zhong watched expressionlessly as Yun Xiao walked around him and walked to the door with her sword in hand. It wasn't until she was about to push the door open that she couldn't bear to close the door. Sure enough, the next second he saw Yun Xiao staring at him.

She looked at him angrily with her eyes closed. The familiar expression made his forehead smoke with anger as always. Yinniang avoided the sight of the two of them with a guilty conscience. Even Dark Crow and Yun Shu turned away without knowing it.

Going to see them, Di Zhong pressed the door with one hand and asked coldly: "Where are you going?"

Not to be outdone, Yun Xiao replied: "Go to Fengluan Palace to rescue Bai Ya."

Di Zhong clicked his tongue and caught a glimpse of Yin Niang wringing her hands and looking ecstatic. To the men, those words just sounded like the willing sacrifice of a stupid woman who was deeply in love. But at the same time,

As a woman, Yun Xiao's ears still stirred up some special feelings that men could not understand. Di Zhong pointed to the blood stains on her chest that had not yet dried, and reminded her word by word: "Have you understood the situation?

You lent your fire to Qianye, how could you break into the heavily guarded Fengluan Palace and bring a seriously ill and dying woman out safely?"

"Even if I don't have fire, I am still a disciple of Kunlun Mountain." Yun Xiao held the sword tightly, making Di Zhong want to laugh, "She is the Empress Dowager, who are you? Go and save her, and everyone will come in."

If you don't go, you will be arrested as an assassin. Originally, they were directing and acting to create publicity, but it would be better for you to cooperate with them in making a fake show?"

"I can steal her out quietly." Yun Xiao argued unwillingly, and Di Zhong snorted coldly, "You are really spoiled by Qianye. Has he never told you about the royal rules? Do you think that the Central Plains is

Feiyuan, the emperor is Mingxi? I ​​don’t know you, and have you ever heard the saying that two fists are hard to beat with four hands? If you don’t lend him the fire, I won’t stop you, but not now.

There are at least 10,000 Imperial Guards guarding the place, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, you can't do it."

Yun Xiao bit her lip, Di Zhong held her hand, and the voice transmitted by the wind spirit penetrated into her ears. The scene of Fengluan Palace in the distance miraculously appeared in her eyes - it was an independent palace.

It was built in a royal garden next to the palace, surrounded by a man-made lake. You had to use a boat to get to Fengluan Palace in the center. At this time, not only the garden, but also the lakeside was densely packed with imperial guards. Don't worry.

She is such a big living person that she really can't even fly in.

Her eyes dimmed instantly, and Yinniang clenched her fists nervously. Di Zhong snorted, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind. Before his mind could react, he couldn't help but said: "But I can help you...

"

He regretted it before he finished speaking, but Yun Xiao still raised her eyes happily, and then lowered her eyes faster as if to avoid suspicion. She bit her lip and clearly didn't want to ask him. Di Zhong was very interested.

Looking at her reaction, he felt guilty for her after all. After a short pause, he opened the door again and waved to Feng Ming, who was still in the pavilion. King Chi looked over with a puzzled look, first

When he saw Di Zhong with ill intentions, then he saw Yun Xiao who was following him with evasive eyes, and finally saw the three people in the room turning towards him at the same time, he suddenly had an ominous premonition that made his back crawl.

Feeling a chill, Di Zhong coughed lightly, smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "Do me a favor..."

Feng Ming's fingers tapped on the stone table rhythmically, and he refused without asking: "No."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Di Zhong stepped forward and repeated what had just happened, regardless of the disgust in his friend's eyes. Then he used his spiritual power to directly show the outline of the entire Chang'an City on the ground, pointing.

Looking at the impenetrable Fengluan Palace in the center of the Royal Garden, he said: "You can easily bring her out if you take action. Neither the Royal Forest Army nor the Dark Feather Army can even touch the corner of your clothes."

"There's nothing wrong with your mind, right?" Feng Ming didn't listen to him, looked him up and down as if he was a psycho, and whispered, "I sent you all the way here to keep the Divine Splitting Technique away from the host.

As for Chaosan, if you don’t thank me, forget it, and still ask me to run errands for you?”

Di Zhong glanced at Yun Xiao who was following behind him in a hurry but did not dare to speak. He coughed slightly and suddenly changed the subject, murmuring thoughtfully: "A few days ago, Zisu gave Feng Qingyi a Guqin book.

There is a legend recorded on the title page of the musical score. It is said that in ancient times, Fuxi visited the Tung Forest in the Western Mountains and encountered a pair of phoenixes. When one phoenix and one phoenix sang in unison, all the birds nearby also began to sing in unison.

, just like worshiping, the phoenix can communicate with heaven, respond to the spirit of the earth, play the five tones, and read the nine virtues. It will not eat unless it is bamboo, it will not drink unless it is a sweet spring, and it will not live unless it is a parasol tree.

In order to bring happiness to the people, he cut down the wooden Qin, and this Qin was called the 'Yao Qin' by later generations..."

Feng Ming and Di Zhong stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Although he had no idea why his friend would suddenly talk about the mythical legend at this time, he accurately captured the three most critical words.

——Feng Qingyi.

Di Zhong smiled slightly and continued: "Feng Qingyi liked this legend very much. He also heard about the whereabouts of the Yao Qin from Zi Su, and said that the Gu Qin in her hand was also handed down from the Queen Mother of the West, and she named it Fu Xi.

The piano may have been made by the great god Fuxi himself."

"Let's get to the point." Feng Ming looked at his friend who was smiling but didn't want to continue this weird conversation. Di Zhong raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, "I know the whereabouts of Zhang Yaoqin. If you can find it, give it to him."

Miss Qing, I must be able to make her very happy, right? When the time comes, there will be a good master on the left and a good master on the right. Hey, it makes people envious just thinking about it."

Feng Ming's face suddenly turned livid. When he saw Yun Xiao laughing uncontrollably behind him, he covered his mouth with a guilty conscience and quickly moved his eyes away pretendingly. He really wanted to lift this stone.

The table hit Di Zhong's slightly smiling face, and he cursed secretly, but then he imagined the image of Feng Qingyi clinging to him and acting coquettishly in Di Zhong's mouth, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise. After a while, Feng Ming raised a finger.

He pointed at Di Zhong and cursed: "Sooner or later you will die in the hands of a woman."

Di Zhong smiled noncommittally and retorted: "The same goes for you."

Having said that, he really stood up and glanced at the location of Fengluan Palace on the ground. Before leaving, he did not forget to turn to look at Di Zhong and warn him again and again: "You'd better really know the whereabouts of Yao Qin, otherwise

…”

The rainstorm green bamboo in King Chi's hand flew out from the gap and hit Yun Xiao's throat accurately. Suddenly, the wind and rain fell in Yunyin Villa, and the green bamboo leaves were spinning and flying like sharp blades, as if threatening and reminding: "Otherwise I

Just put this little bird in the gap, and you will never see her again!"

Di Zhong nodded maturely, until the shadow of King Chi disappeared from sight, Yun Xiao's face changed a little, showing a slightly embarrassed expression, and asked in a low voice: "Do you really know?"

Di Zhong turned around and looked at her unconfident face, feeling funny and teasing lightly: "It was you who was clamoring to save people, so I asked him for help. After all, you didn't want to ask me, so I woke up.

, and don’t want to take risks.”

Yun Xiao bit her lip in embarrassment, scratched her hair and continued to ask, "Then do you know?"

"Guess." He dropped the two words and ignored them. He glanced at the happy Yinniang in the room, snorted and ordered, "Find her some clean clothes to change into. She will only wear herself out every day."

Isn’t it uncomfortable to look at the blood all over your body?”

"Yes, yes, you are right!" Yinniang is a tactful person. She never thought that a few words she deliberately said could make others save Bai Ya. How could she dare to talk nonsense at this time?

, she quickly kicked out Yun Shu and Dark Crow. She personally brought water and towels to help Yun Xiao wipe off the blood on her body. She held a few nightgowns made of fine silk to please her and let her do whatever she wanted.

Choose, and don’t forget to put honey on your lips and praise it non-stop.

At this moment, Yun Xiao couldn't listen to anything. Although the unexpected arrival of Di Zhong and King Chi gave her some peace of mind, when she thought of Xiao Qianye who had to go to Cizang Temple to take risks alone even though she fainted, she

Still angry and anxious, she couldn't help but curse a few times. Yinniang was stunned, and it took her a while to realize that what she was mumbling was actually cursing, but her worried look was really cute, so she joked in a low voice: "

The girl really likes that young master, I can’t hide it, I have never seen the prince value anyone so much in so many years. He sent messages seven or eight times in one night, telling him to entertain the distinguished guests well!"

"Who would like that kind of ungrateful guy?" Yun Xiao retorted angrily, making Yin Niang laugh. On a whim, her heart of gossip could not be suppressed and burned. Yin Niang raised her eyebrows and cleaned up.

Wearing blood-stained clothes, he pretended to be casual and tentatively asked, "What happened to that ghost-like weirdo just now? I think he... seems to like you very much?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yun Xiao's face darken at the speed of light. Yin Niang stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She quickly picked up the dirty clothes and pushed the door open to leave.

Yun Xiao walked to the window uneasily, carefully opened a gap and looked out - Di Zhong was sitting alone in the pavilion in the courtyard, his divine power spread out like a barrier, following the traces left by Xiao Qianye

The golden thread technique once again strengthened the barrier of Yunyin Villa, but even under such bright golden light, his figure looked particularly haggard and weak, as if a breeze coming at any time could make him disappear completely.

It has been a month since they left Kunlun Mountain. During this time, they were tired of dealing with the Demon Cult, and were accidentally involved in the complicated political struggle in the Central Plains. She almost forgot about a more important thing - the art of splitting the gods.

You cannot leave the host for a long time or a long distance, otherwise once the consciousness is lost, it will never be restored.

Before leaving, she had clearly felt that Di Zhong had a fierce conflict with something in the snowy mountains not far away. The fluctuations of divine power that shook the world shook the entire Kunlun Mountains like an earthquake, but she didn't even take a step closer.

I don't even have the courage, I just want to stay away from him without looking back.

Until now, he was sitting there alone, and she still couldn't get any closer.

Yun Xiao gently closed the window, but she didn't see Di Zhong staring quietly in her direction at this moment.
Chapter completed!