Legend of the Asura

"Brother Feng, you're out." Feng Xiao had just come out of the game cabin when he heard Xi Ruorou's voice.

Xi Ruo was half lying on the sand, her blurred eyes looked in his direction, and there was a vague look in her eyes.

Once, she thought that she no longer had the right to love, even if she fell in love with a boy at first sight, she didn't have the slightest extravagance and courage. However, when this man appeared by her side again and again, giving her surprises time and time again, giving her the hope of life, the warmth of her home, the extravagant hope in her heart slowly began to sprout again.

"It's really disobedient, and you move out of the room again, aren't you afraid of scratching your body!"

Amidst Yang Xiruo's exclamation, she had already been picked up by the waist and sent back to the room gently. Feng Yao quietly looked at her favorite brother and new sister, with a slight smile on her face and a hint of worry.

Today is the seventh.

Dinner time passed quietly in a warm atmosphere. Feng Xiao gently put down the bowl and spoon, and walked out of the room under Yang Xiruo's reluctant gaze.

Feng Xiao puts his hands behind his back and looks up at the starry sky. His eyes are shining with countless complex lights, like memories, nostalgia, pain, hatred, confusion, and determination.

Every month at this time, he would stand on the balcony and watch the waning moon in the sky until midnight.

Time passed quietly, and Yang Xiruo had already fallen asleep. Holding several neatly folded clothes, Feng Yao walked quietly to Feng Xiao's side.

"Brother, come back soon."

"Yao'er, don't worry about me, go to bed early." Feng Xiao gently pinched her little nose.

"En!" Feng Yao smiled, and gently changed his clothes, and finally put a mask on his face gently and carefully.

Feng Xiao kissed Feng Yao lightly on the face, his body had turned into an afterimage, passed through the open window, and sneaked into the vast night.

Feng Yao returned to the room, quietly watching Xi Ruo's elegant sleeping posture, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

...

"It's been four months, and it's finally our turn again. I don't know who it will be this time." Nalan Yishuo's eyes flashed pain, fear and helplessness.

The door was pushed open suddenly, seeing that grandpa was still in the room, Nalan Yihong was startled, and rushed in hastily: "Grandpa, why are you still here, leave quickly, the people from Nayue Villa that Yingfeng wants to kill, as long as If you leave here, there will be no danger."

Nalan Villa, the headquarters of the Nalan Family in Jinghua, is in charge of Nalan Yishuo, the second younger brother of the current head of the Nalan Family, Nalan Yigui. He has two grandchildren: Nalan Yihong and Nalan Yixuan.

Nalan waved his hand and said in a calm voice: "All the people have not left, guarding here, how can I leave. Moreover, every time Yingfeng kills people will not be too important, he The purpose is to make us fear and make us despair."

"Where did our four great aristocratic families offend Yingfeng? They want to treat us like this." Nalan Yihong gritted his teeth.

"I don't know, no one knows." Nalan Yishuo shook his head in pain. For three years, Blood Emperor Yingfeng has killed a member of the four great families every month, and the time is surprisingly fixed - 11:50 midnight on the 7th of each month. Before each action, he will send out the information of hunting the target in various ways, so that the other party will taste the fear - because, no matter how careful and strict the protection, the blood emperor shadow wind has never missed, always A life is accurately taken away at the predetermined time at the predetermined place, and all people can see is a flying feather shining red.

Everyone in Nayue Villa clearly remembered what happened yesterday.

Liu Shi (Nanny Liu), who was sent by Nalan Yiping who married into the Ximen family to carry out a secret mission, stumbled to Nayue Villa yesterday, and said to everyone: "The blood emperor's shadow wind is coming to Nayue Villa, take away A life that shouldn't exist."

No matter what others said to her or what they did to her, she didn't respond at all, she just kept repeating the same sentence, and finally passed out on the ground. After waking up, he completely lost his sense of action and turned into a complete vegetable.

"Hong'er, what time is it?"

"It's half past eleven."

"Xun called all the people who were still in the villa to gather in the hall. We can't be frightened by the blood emperor's reputation, let alone sit and wait for death. Everyone gathered together to see how he would do it." Nalan Yishuo stood up Standing up, bones made a crackling sound.

"Yes, Grandpa."

...

The hall of Nayue Villa was full of people, but it was surprisingly quiet. Several leaders were nervously counting the number of people.

"Second master, there are quite a few people, and they are all here." Hall Master Jin reported respectfully.

"Okay! Let everyone stand in line, pay attention to the movement around them, and don't disperse." Nalan Yishuo solemnly issued an order.

"Yes, the second leader." The five hall masters of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth immediately took action, and gathered all the people in the center of the hall. The elites of the Nalan family were outside, and the hall master was in the middle. The two young masters were tightly surrounded in the middle.

Needle drop can be heard in the hall, and only heartbeats of different frequencies can be vaguely heard. As time passed, the heartbeats of these people became faster and faster, and the hands of the elites of the Nalan family who were holding swords and even guns began to break out in cold sweat.

The powerful Nalan family's Jinghua resident, with more than 200 people, was wary of one person, but they didn't feel exaggerated or ashamed at all, because the other party was the blood emperor shadow wind.

The time had already pointed to 11:49, and there was still no movement. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. In such a battle, even the blood emperor's shadow wind did not fall.

"Hehe, I don't think Shadow Wind will come. We are surrounded like this, and we are so close, even if he is a god, he would not dare to rush in." Hallmaster Jin laughed and eased the tense atmosphere in the hall.

"Yeah, I think so too." Hallmaster Mu also let out a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a breeze passing by the tip of his nose, he touched his nose in doubt, and asked strangely: "Huh? This place is clearly closed. How can there be wind? Hall Master Jin, do you feel it?... Hall Master Jin?... Hall Master Jin?...Ah—Hall Master Jin Jin is dead, Hall Master Jin is dead!!"

The voice of Hall Master Mu was like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone on the spot, and only felt the air-conditioning go up the spine - the closed hall, the silent atmosphere, the airtight defense, the silence under the eyes of two hundred people Killing a hall master who was surrounded in the middle without any breath - is this the horror of the blood emperor's shadow wind?

Hall Master Mu's liver and gallbladder were splitting, and he sat down on the ground. He couldn't figure out why the person who was talking to him a few seconds ago died silently right under his nose. A trace of scars and blood.

The Eastern Blood Emperor kills without blood. Only those who can kill people with wounds that don't leave blood or scars can be called true blood emperors.

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