Iron Cross Fire

Zhongzhou City! Ouyang Family!

Today the weather is good, the sun is shining, and the whole mansion is peaceful and quiet.

In the hall, Ouyang Zhennan is sipping tea slowly.

Next to him, Yue Feng is sitting there, with a lingering sadness between his eyebrows, very depressed.

Yue Feng led Tianmen and came directly to the Ouyang Family after returning from Tianqi Continent. The first thing he did when he arrived at the family was to give Xiao Xi some natural treasures. After taking it, Xiao Xi's condition improved a lot, and her breath stabilized, but she was still in a coma. Xiao Xi is not a cultivator, and her recovery ability is too poor.

However, this is not the main reason for Yue Feng's depression.

When he came back from Tianqi Continent, Yue Feng originally planned to get some news about Qin Rongyin from Xiao Yuruo.

As a result, Xiao Yuruo didn't know anything.

Yue Feng had no choice but to leave some Tianmen disciples to go to Tianqi Imperial City to inquire about Qin Rongyin's whereabouts. Without the leader's wife, Yue Feng felt empty inside and couldn't get excited about anything.

"Xiao Feng."

At this moment, Ouyang Zhennan put down his teacup and looked at Yue Feng with a smile: "Don't be too upset. Everything needs to be done slowly."

Seeing Yue Feng's uncomfortable look, Ouyang Zhennan sighed. In his heart, Yue Feng was not his biological son, but he was better than his biological son. He didn't want to see him so depressed.

Yue Feng smiled bitterly: "Adoptive father, I'm fine."

Ouyang Zhennan patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Feng, your mood is written on your face. Adoptive father tells you that a man should never be upset at any time, and try to calm himself down. Otherwise, you can go to my study, write, or draw a picture to cultivate your mood. If you sit here all the time, thinking about random things, your mood will be worse."

"Okay..." Yue Feng nodded, got up and went to the study.

My adoptive father is right. Instead of being sad, I might as well write and paint to calm myself down.

Ouyang Zhennan has three hobbies. Reading, writing, and drinking tea. So his study is very particular, and the number of books here is the same as a library.

In the innermost part of the study, there is a large desk with a complete set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

As the saying goes, calligraphy can best cultivate one's sentiments, and this sentence is indeed true. Yue Feng sat in front of the desk, and his mood was indeed better, but he didn't know what to write or paint.

That's right!

Yue Feng slapped his thigh, got up and went back to his room, and took out a piece of calligraphy.

This piece of calligraphy was Wang Xizhi's "Ping An Tie" that Xiang Riyue gave to Yue Feng! Such a precious thing, Yue Feng has always kept it properly.

Anyway, I don't know what to write, so I'll copy this "Ping An Tie".

After muttering to himself, Yue Feng unfolded the "Ping An Tie" and began to copy it seriously, every stroke was extremely serious.

Soon, Yue Feng entered the artistic conception of calligraphy, and his mood completely calmed down.

.....

On the other side, Lingyin Mountain.

It was late at night, and in the gloomy and dark prison, Liu Xuan was tied there, unable to move.

The night was as cold as water, and Liu Xuan's delicate body couldn't stop trembling faintly. While feeling cold, Liu Xuan was also in pain all over her body.

During the day, Leng Yan whipped her with a whip, and the hand was so cruel that it almost took half of Liu Xuan's life.

At this time, feeling the cold around her, Liu Xuan's face was extremely pale, and she felt that she couldn't make it tonight.

Will she die in this prison tonight?

Liu Xuan bit her lips tightly, hugged her knees with both hands, squatted down, and felt a lot warmer. But her face was still full of despair. Even if she survived tonight, what would happen? Tomorrow she would have to suffer the pain of "thousands of knives and thousands of cuts", and she would eventually die.

Thinking in her heart, Liu Xuan was ashen.

"Squeak--"

However, at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the cell door. The footsteps were very light! A few seconds later, accompanied by a slight noise, the cell door was gently pushed open a gap, and then a slender figure flashed in quickly.

Who?

Is it Senior Sister Leng Yan who tortures me again?

Liu Xuan's heart trembled. She thought it was Leng Yan who came, but when she looked closely, her face suddenly became happy: "Senior Sister Qingqing?"

In the dim light, she saw the woman in front of her, with beautiful features and a graceful figure, giving people a gentle and graceful feeling.

This woman is called Qingqing, Liu Xuan's fifth senior sister. In the entire Lingyin Pavilion, except for the Pavilion Master, Qingqing is the best to Liu Xuan. Others dislike Liu Xuan and hate Liu Xuan's ugly face, only Qingqing doesn't mind.

At this time, the moment she saw Qingqing, Liu Xuan was surprised and happy. She never thought that Senior Sister Qingqing would dare to come to the prison quietly in the dark to visit her.

"Fifth Senior Sister, why are you here?" Liu Xuan couldn't help asking.

"Don't ask so many questions first..." Qingqing looked outside very vigilantly, then walked over quickly and helped Liu Xuan untie the chains on her body. Her soft face was full of heartache, and she said softly: "Xuan'er, how do you feel?"

Although Liu Xuan's face was ugly, Qingqing knew that she was kind-hearted. Therefore, among all the disciples of Lingyin Pavilion, only Qingqing regarded Liu Xuan as a friend and a good sister.

In the hall during the day, seeing Liu Xuan being beaten, Qingqing felt distressed.

"Fifth Senior Sister...I'm fine..." Liu Xuan squeezed out a smile on her pale face. But when she said this, Liu Xuan felt sour in her heart and almost shed tears.

Liu Xuan felt wronged! She never betrayed Lingyin Pavilion, but why didn't everyone believe her...

Qingqing looked at Liu Xuan distressedly: "Xuan'er, I knocked out all the disciples guarding the prison. You should leave quickly. The farther the better!"

As she spoke, Qingqing took out a bottle of spiritual medicine for treating external injuries and handed it to Liu Xuan: "Take this medicine too. Once you leave Lingyin Mountain, don't ever come back."

"Fifth Senior Sister..." Liu Xuan looked at Qingqing blankly: "Fifth Senior Sister, you...you want to let me go?"

Huh!

Qingqing exhaled and smiled: "Xuan'er, although we haven't been together for a long time, I know you. You said you didn't do those things, so you definitely didn't do them. Others slandered you and doubted you, but Fifth Senior Sister believed you."

"Wow..."

Hearing this, Liu Xuan could no longer control her emotions. She threw herself into Qingqing's arms and burst into tears.

"Okay, okay..." Qingqing hugged her tightly, feeling distressed and compassionate: "Xuan'er, time is running out, let's go quickly, listen to Fifth Senior Sister."

After the voice fell, Qingqing pulled Liu Xuan and walked out of the prison quickly.

Taking advantage of the night, the two left Lingyin Mountain. Liu Xuan held Jingjing's hand, tears streaming non-stop: "Fifth Senior Sister, I don't know when I will see you next time...Xuan'er can't bear to leave you..."

"Okay Xuan'er, don't cry." Jingjing held her face and said: "Fifth Senior Sister can't bear to leave you either, but you have to go. If you stay here, you will lose your life in vain. Xuan'er, it's getting late, let's go quickly."

Liu Xuan nodded with sobs. She looked back at Fifth Senior Sister, and finally gritted her teeth and left.

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