The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 21:

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The water droplet is bright red in color and sticks to the eyebrow, like a rouge mole that was accidentally set by fate.

All these changes happened in an instant. Feng Zhiwei suddenly felt in a trance. She didn't understand what happened, but a faint coldness rose in her heart. Then she felt her body lightened and was pulled out involuntarily. .

The three figures disappeared instantly.

There was a dead silence.

For a long time, someone snorted softly, and then Ning Ji's voice sounded a bit shocked and uneasy: "Brother Six, you are injured!"

The commander of Jiucheng was shocked and hurried over to ask. Ning Yi had no expression on his face and looked at the direction where Feng Zhiwei disappeared. He was no longer sitting on the horse at this moment, and his original saddle had turned over at some point. All over.

Just now, when he and the man in green faced each other and subconsciously tried to save her face, the **** woman had tampered with his saddle first.

Obviously, she had deliberately brought up the old story of the Dai Viet Tribute Horse to make him lose his mind. She conveniently installed a simple barb on his saddle. When he dismounted from the horse to intercept the man, the barb flipped up and hurt the horse's body. , the horse moved, tripping him and slowing down his movements. As a result, he not only failed to stop the opponent, but also suffered some injuries.

She knows the man in green? The two of them made an appointment to attack him together?

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, but there was a coldness between his brows. He said nothing to the commander's concerned inquiry. He slowly took out a silk scarf from his sleeve and wiped the blood on his hands. He threw it away. Falling to the ground, there are several delicate pistils on the towel, trembling in the wind, as fresh as life.

Then he turned around casually and stepped down the exquisitely embroidered beauty handkerchief into the mud with one kick, without any care.

The sunlight at dusk seemed bright, but it was actually separated by a barrier, which made the smile on his lips cool slightly.

Okay, okay, hello——

The cold air in the early spring night was not biting but refreshing. Feng Zhiwei was wrapped in the wind and ran for a while, and soon her whole body was frozen into a popsicle.

She couldn't raise her head and couldn't see the face of the person holding her hostage. She only saw Tianshui Zhiqing's clothes flowing slowly in the wind. It was obviously the man with a veil covering his face and trying to scratch his face. .

This man's clothes look a bit weird. The Tiansheng Dynasty was prosperous and fashionable, and it was popular at that time to wear loose and revealing clothes. A man with a little collarbone is regarded as a beautiful man, but this man is wrapped tightly from top to bottom, with a hanging hat. The gauze is draped straight to the shoulders, not even a bit of the neck is exposed, and the sleeves are longer than ordinary people. When it falls, it completely covers the fingers, regardless of whether it is inconvenient to start a fight like this.

The smell on his body is different from Ning Yi's gorgeous and cool smell like flowers and snow, but the smell of green water in the water. It seems that you can't smell it, but when you leave it, you can still think of that slightly astringent smell. And the feeling of cleanliness.

He carried Feng Zhiwei - with two fingers, the fingertips were still raised. It was not a pretentious orchid finger gesture, but it was obvious that he did not want to touch any part of Feng Zhiwei's body.

Feng Zhi smiled bitterly, thinking that this person would probably be difficult to deal with. Kuan Pao Ke obviously had extraordinary martial arts skills, but this person seemed to be a level above him. If he had known this, he might as well have gone to jail.

It’s just that this person is a stranger, why would he arrest him?

A sudden heavy blow on her body made her dizzy. It took her a long time to see clearly, and she stopped in a field outside the city.

The man threw her to the ground, sealed her acupuncture points when throwing her out, and then stood still, motionless.

He stood still and didn't speak. The moonlight cast a frosty white line in the cold moonlight. He was crystal clear in the white, more like a statue.

Feng Zhiwei looked up at him, feeling fuzzy in her heart, suddenly wondering if she was staying with a legendary zombie with an eternal face.

Fortunately, the dumb hole was not sealed, so she tentatively struck up a conversation: "Hey..."

The man didn't move, not even turning his head. Feng Zhiwei was not discouraged and continued to shout: "Hey... hero..."

The man suddenly answered, speaking into the air in front of him: "Hey, hero."

"..."

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"..."

"My name is Wei Zhi..."

"..."

Feng Zhiwei couldn't hold on any longer and speculated with a grimace - is this person a yes-man? Or is this really a zombie? A beautiful, non-human-speaking zombie?

The man stood quietly, seemingly thinking about something slowly, then remembered something and shook his head.

This was the first time he felt "human-like" movements for Feng Zhiwei, and hope ignited in his heart. He changed the subject and asked: "Hero, we have no grievances, why are you arresting me? ”

The man finally became more normal this time and answered: "Arrest him."

What does it mean?

"Catch who?"

"People."

Feng Zhiwei’s face turned half blue - of course I know I am human!

Another way to ask: "Am I the person you want to arrest?"

The man tilted his head, the moonlight filtered through the hazy veil, and his eyes were vaguely bright and quiet, like a square of jade, without any movement.

"Catch the people in the yard."

Feng Zhiwei was stunned again, thought for a while and asked: "No matter who it is, as long as it is someone from the yard? The problem is that there were many people in the yard at that time."

The man seemed to think for a moment. He spoke very slowly and answered slowly. He spoke word by word without any ups and downs in his voice. He didn't look at anyone when he answered, and his eyes only fell on the ground one foot and three inches in front of him. , seemed to be like a mentally retarded person, but Feng Zhiwei knew that it would be difficult for a mentally retarded person to learn his superb martial arts that were so smooth and flowing.

Immediately listen to his answer: "They said, arrest the people in the yard."

Feng Zhiwei was stunned for a long time and understood a little. It seemed that this person was here under orders, probably to capture the Kuanpao Ke. The Kuanpao Ke had always lived alone and had no outsiders, so this one-minded man was just here. She was told to only catch people in the yard, but who knew she bumped into her, and the last person he grabbed was the man in the yard. The man in the gown got out of the way and caught her conveniently.

What a bad luck!

Suddenly I felt something was wrong. Ning Yi was there at the time. Why didn't I arrest him?

She honestly had a question, but the question seemed too difficult for the other party. Under the moonlight, the man stood like a jade sculpture again and did not answer.

The cold wind hissed, the moonlight was silent, the two of them sat and stood, staring at the veil with big eyes - oh no, big eyes staring at the veil.