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Taking care of the housework of the academy is not onerous, but it is never easy. In addition to taking his juniors to practice martial arts every day, Bai Feng also has to make dozens of decisions personally, including how to distribute food in the academy, how to properly use the Zhao family's funding, and other trivial chores.
All the big and small things were pressing down on her, which made Bai Feng even less able to take care of others. Obviously, he had never noticed any clues between Zhao Xiaomei and Murong Yan. He only focused on doing what a martial artist would do on a daily basis. He led his junior brothers to practice and teach martial arts every day at dawn, and fell asleep soon after sunset.
However, both Murong Yan and Zhao Xiaomei knew that this young man had been planning and running other things in his heart.
During this period, A Bian, the waiter of the Zhao family, came to the academy to visit almost every day. He brought the wine and cakes he had carefully prepared, and claimed to outsiders that he only came here because he missed his old relationship. In fact, when he met Bai Feng, , he couldn't help but greeted mysteriously: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Zhao needs to see you for something!"
Bai Feng's reply was extremely concise and capable. Regardless of whether he was accompanied by Murong Yan or others, he replied unceremoniously: "The time is not yet ripe. Let's wait until the weather gets warmer!" After that, he took A Bian with him. All the wine and cakes that came were distributed to each disciple, and he didn't take any of them.
Murong Yan saw that A-Bian came to the door several times to urge her. Every time she returned to the academy, she would meet Zichai and Zhao Xiaomei, but she never revealed any secrets to them, and was only willing to pass the words to Bai Feng's ears. In this regard, the Xianbei witch naturally felt that something was very wrong. She began to try to turn off the lights and take a nap for a long time before going to bed every night to observe anything unusual in Bai Feng's room in another part of the house.
The Zhao family's secret orders repeatedly reached Bai Feng's ears through A-Bian's mouth, which made him feel increasingly embarrassed. He knew that Abian Ding was unaware of the secret in his heart, so he did not blame him. However, the weather was getting warmer and warmer, and he knew that there was no excuse to shirk it, as if there was an unknown evil force pushing him.
So, on the seventh night after Yuyi Academy was opened to the townspeople, the young swordsman secretly climbed over the academy's fence with the skill of lightening his body, and disappeared alone into the dark night.
What is he going to do here? This question may be difficult even for him to answer.
"Perhaps, it is against morality for me to do this... But as long as this is done, we will have no worries anymore." Bai Feng thought, holding the sword tied to his waist tighter with his left hand.
Now he was dressed in black and sneaking lightly. He walked unimpeded all the way to the side door of Yao Mansion. With his figure hidden by the bright moon, he jumped up to the eaves and crawled on it.
The reason why Bai Feng comes out when the weather is warm is because the snow melts at this time and it is not easy to expose his traces.
From his condescending position, he could have an unobstructed view of the Yao Mansion. I saw an old man and a young man competing with swords in the small courtyard in front of them.
Bai Feng lowered his body as much as possible and tried to get closer. Only then did he realize that the old man and the young man were General Yao and Yao Jidao.
Although it had been dark for a long time, the two of them were still wearing military uniforms and fighting each other with wooden swords. Yao Jidao's offensive was very fierce, but because he was not strong enough to resist the enemy, he was always easily knocked to the ground by General Yao.
After a while, General Yao seemed to be tired. He put away his sword and threw it to the servant beside him. He put his hands behind his back and scolded him in a tone that said he hated iron and said, "Learning swordsmanship from that Bai Feng? Humph, we How can the martial arts inherited from our family lose to such a heretic? First, memorize this set of 'Junzi Sword', and then compete with me several times! Then, I will think about whether I can let you go to Yuyi Academy to learn martial arts."
"Yes! I will definitely not lose to them, I will work hard!" After Yao Jidao said this, he immediately slashed the wooden mannequin with his sword to show his determination to practice martial arts.
"A gentleman's sword? Humph, I really don't look like a gentleman." Bai Feng sighed as he thought of his embarrassing state, and then watched General Yao go into the house to rest alone.
When the time came and the number of guards and disciples around him decreased, Bai Feng just held his breath, jumped down and climbed away like a rabbit, and went directly to General Yao's place through the broken window.
"Click!" With a sound, General Yao thought it was a strong wind blowing open the window, so he just said: "Come here, close the window for me!"
After waiting for a moment, there was still no answer. At this time, the only sound outside the door was the sound of Yao Dao struggling to knock on the wooden mannequin. At this time, General Yao relied on his intuition of many years of marching and leading troops, and he immediately realized that something was amiss. He picked up his sword, quietly walked over, and looked around when he approached the window sill. When he saw nothing strange, he closed the window with peace of mind.
Just for a moment, when the window was closed, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Then he looked down and saw that the blood was surging, and his clothes were immediately dyed bright red.
General Yao no longer had the ability to yell at anyone, so he could only turn around staggeringly, using his last bit of strength, tore off the mask at the moment, and immediately exclaimed: "Is it... is it you?"
Before he finished speaking, General Yuyi Town died in the hands of the assassin.
Bai Feng saw General Yao stunned and looked very ugly. He also thought that he had assassinated others first, which was really disgraceful, so he stood motionless and thought about it, and suddenly felt guilty.
"Who is here?"
The meditating swordsman heard someone approaching from the direction of the house door. He suddenly became worried and ran towards the porch with his sword, intending to kill them quickly and prevent others from discovering his traces so that he could climb the wall and escape.
But this young man should never have been so reckless. His sword hit Yao Jidao, who had been practicing martial arts outside the door just now and was eager to follow him.
"Ah! Senior...senior brother?"
But seeing the Long Ming Sword pass through Yao Jidao's chest, the life of a young talent was wiped out by Bai Feng in such a playful way.
"I, what did I do..." Bai Feng muttered to himself, but at this moment, the guards were about to arrive, forcing him to have no chance of staying where he was, facing away from the cries of the Yao family. , the sound of pursuit, he returned to Yuyi Academy in despair.
She thought she could bury this despicable crime because she was exhausted both physically and mentally. With a trace of luck, Bai Feng planned to wash her body and sword as soon as she returned to the academy. Unexpectedly, Murong Yan had already passed by. The place has been waiting for a long time.
The moonlight shone on her body, and the unkempt fox fur shone with silver, reflecting the faintly visible inner bra. Murong Yan stood like this in the night, with a lantern placed behind her, which was enough to make Bai Feng unable to escape.
At first she asked resentfully: "Brother Feng, what are you doing?"
"No, I'm fine." Bai Feng replied perfunctorily, then turned around and went back to the house to rest.
"How long are you going to keep this secret before you explain it?" Murong Yan continued to murmur, but Bai Feng ignored her and went straight back to the house to sleep on the couch with the Long Ming Sword in her arms.
Murong Yan had no intention of giving up. She smelled a dizzying smell of blood on Bai Feng's body, and wanted to use this as evidence to continue questioning him.
However, when she saw Bai Feng curled up on the couch and crying, she instantly softened her heart, lowered her original resentful attitude, and just asked with concern: "Brother Feng, you are okay, right?"
"I...I killed an unarmed man! What's the difference between me and those people who prey on the common people?" After saying that, the young man threw himself on Murong Yan's chest like a baby, and couldn't stop crying. Sob.
