Fenghuang Chuangi's
9. Mysterious man and his flute

Yuan Sheng walked up to Si Feixiang who was practicing the technique of the phoenix smoldering wings, Si Feixiang stopped in his activities waiting for what Yuan Sheng would say.

"Fei'er I'll take care of the upper world for a few days, take good care of yourself as long as I'm gone, ok?"

Si Feixiang looked into Yuan Sheng's eyes long ago, he nodded reluctantly. Yuan Sheng stroked Si Feixiang's hair gently, "i promise to finish my task as fast as I can. "he smiled warmly, Si Feixiang immediately hugged her tightly before Yuan Sheng's body faded away.

Sighing his breath, Si Feixiang decided to re-train the phoenix smoldering wings, thanks to the body lightening science Yuan Sheng taught making him able to pass through the stage one of the Phoenix smoldering wings quickly.

For the second stage he started cultivating, after learning this technique his cultivation speed increased, now he was already at the Foundation realm of stage 9. He had already defeated his third brother who was still in the realm of Foundation stage 7.

Even so he was dissatisfied, his first brother, Si Zheng was an extraordinary genius, at the age of only 19 he had just been in the nascent soul realm of stage 1. He was also one of the core disciples of the 1001 night sect.

Her second brother, Si Lan Yura was 17 years old and was already at stage 2 Soul Wandering, and fortunately her third brother, was, The older Si Xiang Hua was a year and a half away from him just in the realm of Foundation stage 7.

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During the day the fire royal entourage withdrew to return to their kingdom, Si Feixiang who was already Xiao Chen's fiancee was required to stay in the lightning kingdom.

Si Zheng hugged his sister as he was about to go up to the horse-drawn carriage, "Fei'er before you leave, brother wants to ask, did Xiang Hua poison you earlier. "he whispered in Si Feixiang's ear, brother wants to ask if Xiang Hua poisoned you earlier, Si Feixiang nodded in an embrace, Si Zheng's eyes staring coldly at Si Xiang Hua.

Si Zheng let go of his embrace and entered the horse carriage, Si Zheng looked at the old Si Feixiang and Si Feixiang threw a smile at him, a warm smile that Si Feixiang always showed.

Zheng could already guess. Originally their families were happy, Si Zheng and Si Feixiang were the children of the legitimate wife of king Hei Huo, while Si Lan Yura and Si Xiang Hua were the children of the king's concubines.

Their families were harmonious, until a tragedy occurred. Just then, five-year-old Si Feixiang and the concubine were playing in the courtyard, suddenly a wolf-shaped spiritual beast appeared and was about to attack Si Feixiang.

The concubine who saw it protecting Si Feixiang's body so that his back was injured by the scratch of the beast, Si Feixiang shouted for help, before long the soldier came and took care of the beast.

The beast was defeated but unfortunately the concubine's wound was severe enough that he claimed his life a few days later. Since Si Feixiang and Si Xiang Hua's relationship was strained, he assumed that the cause of his mother's death was Si Feixiang.

Unlike his younger brother, Si Lan Yura at that time was quite mature, he understood that his mother was only protecting his half-sister it was not Si Feixiang's fault, his deep thoughts made him always protect Si Feixiang from then on, as he felt he had to protect what his mother protected until his life disappeared.

Si Zheng was struck down, although not as close as his mother, the concubine was also his second mother, but she also realized what Si Lan Yura realized, it was once again not Si Feixiang's fault.

Si Xiang Hua had turned quiet ever since, and he had been acting rudely with Si Feixiang, back then he had been more affectionate towards his mother than Si Feixiang, who had always been more affectionate towards him, since Si Feixiang's birth he felt in the duakan number, he felt Si Feixiang's treatment was more special until his mother's life was given to him.

He was sitting leaning against a tree, daydreaming about what he had to do, he wanted to avenge Si Feixiang but suddenly his long-lost sense of empathy and rational soul reappeared.

He felt that instead of seeking revenge or telling the public the truth, why not make the hatred and misunderstanding in Si Xiang Hua's heart disappear? He felt that Si Xiang Hua's actions were not too wrong.

Basically the soul of Si Feixiang who now had felt how to lose an old man, he had felt grudges and misunderstandings in the past exactly like how Si Xiang Hua felt, she said, he felt faced with himself.

Long daydreaming until Si Feixiang was surprised by the song that suddenly sounded, the sound of a melodious and sweeping flute, a voice that created an impression of sadness and doubt.

Si Feixiang got up to look for the origin of the sound, on the palace wall at the back of his residence, a handsome man with the ponytail hair played a long white flute.

Si Feixiang was fixated, he kept looking at the male figure, he wanted to cry, felt like the man was a figure that was quite close to him, so familiar, so familiar, and the song was like he had heard it, felt it.

'I am the earth that spins on its axis, virtue being the moon that shines in the dark and evil like the sun that is day and night. My sins are like water that keeps flowing, my waste like grass that doesn't fight when it's taken out. '

'my dragon is like a cloud that always fills the sky, my choice is like a disaster that appears everywhere. When I'm lost no one leads me, where do I go? Then look at the people in the earth who are willing to take risks. '

The man spoke wisely quietly, neatly sounding clearly in Si Feixiang's ears, the man tied his flute around his waist, he looked at Si Feixiang gently with a warm smile on his face.

"Fiexiang... "

His voice was slow, even now Si Feixiang was unable to hear the continuation of the man's words, tears were flowing on his cheeks, he did not want to cry, really! But her tears came down on their own.

The man turned into a feather - a feather that disappeared in the wind, "Wait! Don'tgo... " Si Feixiang said limply, she did not understand how the man and the flute made her become so chaotic, what was the matter with her? Where is the number one assassin who never cries and never hesitates in making a decision?

Si Feixiang held onto his chest, his chest slowed down and made him short of breath, something appeared within him, his ego decreased, his empathy and rationality began to rise to the surface, he said, he held his head so dizzy that the darkness greeted him.

Tbc~

mysterious man (...?)