If a man dies at the hands of the woman he loves the most, then all love will be transformed into hate.
Feng Feiyun originally thought that he would never meet Shui Yueting again in his life, but he didn't expect to see her again so soon, and this scene was exactly the same as when they first met.
Shui Yueting drove a moon-stepping incense car flying by, then gently opened the curtain of the car, walked down gently from the incense car, and stood in front of him, with apricot eyes and smoke, as beautiful as the moon.
At that moment, Feng Feiyun felt his heartbeat for the first time.
The same is true of Dongfang Jingyue, the eyes of the two people are so imaginary, the temperament of the two people is so similar, every inch of the eyelids, every eyelash is exactly the same How can there be two women in the world who are so similar Feng Feiyun's hatred for Shui Yueting in his heart is as strong as his love, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be so excited after seeing Dongfang Jingyue, and he wouldn't recognize the wrong person, and at this time, he wouldn't be chased by Dongfang Jingyue so that there was no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.
Feng Feiyun has been fleeing for three days and three nights, he hasn't even closed his eyes, and his legs have naturally not stopped, he is tired, sleepy, thirsty, and hungry at the moment, but he still doesn't dare to stop, Dongfang Jingyue is chasing too closely, once he stops, he is likely to be caught up by her.
Once caught up by her, Feng Feiyun is afraid that she will die in the hands of a woman again, what a shameful thing it is In the past three days, Feng Feiyun has been running away day and night, with his foot strength, I am afraid that he has escaped for more than a thousand miles, if it is an ordinary person, how can he still catch up, but Dongfang Jingyue is not an ordinary person, she has cultivated a thousand miles of eyes, and she is very good at hearing, even if she is thousands of miles away, the two ants are fighting and can't hide her eyes.
"Damn, this woman's face turned faster than a book, didn't she just recognize the wrong person, didn't she punch her head, didn't she just scold her for being a slut, I don't want to call her look so similar to Shui Yueting" Feng Feiyun didn't know where he had fled to, anyway, he had escaped from the boundary of Lingzhou City, and after passing through a snowy peak, a big river with turbulent water appeared in front of him, looking for the sound of water, Feng Feiyun came to the river, looking at the reflection in the river, it was simply unbearable, just like a man named Hanako.
He couldn't even believe that this person was him.
The three days of the road to death made Feng Feiyun's gorgeous clothes tattered, the bun on his head was spilled, and his hair was scattered, full of dust and leaves.
The gold-encrusted boots on his feet had been lost at some point, and his handsome face was now covered with black mud, as if he had just crawled out of a dirt pit.
"Bang Dang" Feng Feiyun threw the Red Dragon Broken Knife aside, then squatted down, picked up a bay of clear water from the river, drank it into his throat frantically, and then simply cleaned the mud on his face, and then stood up straight with the Red Dragon Broken Knife.
At this time, the night was thick, and the smoke above the river was vast, and wisps of cyan smoke rose from the river, making it impossible to see the other side of the river.
"Huh" A clear whistle sounded from outside the canopy, although it was still a hundred miles away, but it could still hear the murderous aura in the whistle, which made the air suddenly a little colder.
A jade disk-like moon slowly rose from the mountains, illuminating a brilliant light No, it's not the moon, it's a mirror flying above the sky.
"Haotian Spirit Mirror, Dongfang Mirror Moon has caught up again" This is a spiritual mirror, which is the spirit of the Oriental Mirror Moon, once it is illuminated by the light of the mirror, she will immediately know where Feng Feiyun is hiding.
Even if you escape thousands of miles away, you will be chased by her.
Feng Feiyun was unable to escape from Dongfang Jingyue's pursuit, and this side of the Haotian Spirit Mirror accounted for a large reason.
This is a real spiritual artifact, and it already has spirituality A spiritual weapon can suppress one side, sweep Liuhe, once completely awakened by the aura, a blow can destroy an ancient city of hundreds of thousands of people.
Dongfang Jingyue stood on the top of a peak covered with white ice and snow, holding a red pipa in her hand, fluttering in white clothes, and her fingers stretched out gently, overflowing a trace of white spiritual smoke, awakening the power of the Haotian Spirit Mirror, although it only awakened a trace of the power of the spiritual weapon, but it was still suppressed so that the fierce beasts in the mountains knelt down, and the swimming fish in the river stiffened.
This is the power of a spiritual weapon, even if it is just a trace, it can destroy the mountains and suppress thousands of living beings to the point that they dare not move.
"What happened to this, originally I led people to exterminate the Eagle Claw Gang, I should become the hero of Lingzhou City, a good man who is in the limelight, and the top ten outstanding young people in Nantai Mansion, these titles should be mine.
But I don't want to provoke Dongfang Jingyue, I can't go back to my home now, so I can only die in the world. ” Dongfang Jingyue is the big man of the Silver Hook family, and the Silver Hook family is one of the four top gate valves of the Shenjin Dynasty, and if he provokes the Silver Hook family, he will simply provoke the Lord of Yama.
Although the Feng family is powerful, it can only dominate in Nantaifu, and it can't be compared with the Silver Hook family at all, if Feng Feiyun wants to escape back to the Feng family and seek refuge, it is simply a fool's dream.
Once the Silver Hook Family puts pressure, maybe the high-level leaders of the Feng family will send a strong person to arrest Feng Feiyun, after all, the older generation of the Feng family does not dare to offend the Silver Hook family, and sacrifice a young child to curry favor with the Silver Hook family, which is completely done.
Moreover, Dongfang Jingyue's own cultivation is terrifyingly strong, and she can kill the master of the Immortal Root Realm with a snap of her fingers, if she hadn't lost her mind slightly, it would have been impossible for her to be punched to the ground by Feng Feiyun.
This is simply a great shame, he was actually punched to the ground by a gentleman who was at the peak of spiritual guidance, even if Dongfang Jingyue's state of mind was already deep and penetrating, she was still so angry that she almost vomited blood, and vowed to wipe out Feng Feiyun, a bastard, in order to wash away the shame in her heart.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are two things that can instantly turn friends into enemies, one is interests, and the other is face.
As long as they are big people, they will regard face as more important than their lives, and the higher their status, the more valuable their face will be.
Although Dongfang Jingyue didn't care so much about her face, she was punched in the head by Feng Feiyun for no reason, which was enough to make her crazy.
The Haotian Spirit Mirror hung in the air, flying high in the sky, as if a bright moon would illuminate the area within a radius of 100 miles as bright as day.
Feng Feiyun knew that he could not be illuminated by the light of the Haotian Spirit Mirror, and when the light of the Spirit Mirror fell, he flew and jumped into the big river, stirring up a large splash and sinking to the bottom of the icy riverbed.
"Poof" completely disappeared into the water.
"Huh" A white shadow flew down from the top of the sky, standing on top of the reed blades by the river, holding the big red pipa in one hand and the Haotian Spirit Mirror in the other, staring at the rolling river, his eyes were full of coldness.
The white clothes on Dongfang Jingyue's body fluttered in the night wind, like the wings of a white butterfly, making a shuddering sound.
"Feng Feiyun, you can't escape" Dongfang Jingyue originally regarded Feng Feiyun as a top talent and wanted to accept him for his own use, but after such a big oolong happened, Dongfang Jingyue had a deep hatred for him in his heart, and he was bound to break this bastard into pieces.
She is tall, slender and feminine, stepping on the void, strolling on the vast river, the pace seems to be slow, but each step is dozens of feet away, which is not only miraculous, but also gives people infinite beauty.
This is the magic power of "volley void", even those old generation powerhouses who have cultivated for a hundred years may not be able to reach such a realm.
Dongfang Jingyue is definitely the top talent of the younger generation, and she can't even compare to a single hair of hers.
This big river runs through the entire Nantaifu, called "Tongliang River", it is the first big river in the south of the Shenjin Dynasty, runs through nine counties, is as long as 80,000 li, the river is extremely wide, even the narrowest place is ten miles wide, at a glance, you can't see the other side.
The Tongliang River at night is like a winding dragon, emitting a turbulent roar "Huh" On the edge of a wide river, the sound of water sounded, and a black figure crept ashore from the water "After this lesson, it fully proves that it is better to provoke fewer women in the future."
Feng Feiyun used the aura in his body to steam out the water on his clothes, and he was glad that if he had fled half a step slower just now, he might have been caught up by Dongfang Jingyue.
This woman's cultivation is too strong, and she also has a spiritual weapon, even if the older generation of monks comes, it is estimated that she will be bombarded into slag "It seems that the aura and spirituality in the Red Dragon Knife must be extracted as soon as possible, so that the Miao Ghost Wrench Finger can evolve into a spiritual weapon, as long as I have a spiritual weapon in my hand, then I will have the capital to compete with Dongfang Jingyue."
Feng Feiyun thought so.
But Dongfang Jingyue didn't give him the opportunity to refine the spirit weapon at all, and the Haotian Spirit Mirror rose again, like the bright moon hanging in the air.
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Chasing it again "This woman is not too tired to panic" Feng Feiyun stomped his feet, then hid in the woods, and galloped along the riverbank, probably dozens of miles away, and suddenly a loud human voice came from the wide river, and a green light hung in the middle of the river.
It was a huge ship made of red iron, hundreds of zhang long, nearly eighteen zhang high, it sailed slowly on the river, and there were lanterns as big as human heads floating on the huge ship, and the lanterns were printed with the two big characters of "Fengtian".
Although the lantern is like a ghost fire, the boat is singing and dancing, and you can faintly hear the sound of the piano and chimes playing, which makes people wonder what kind of person the owner of the big ship is Feng Feiyun stopped fleeing for his life and stared at the giant boat in the middle of the river, with a hint of joy on his face.
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