Dawn and sunshine Three golden birds pulled a heavy ancient car, parked on the southeast canopy, a hundred zhang high, suspended in the air, there is a faint cloud to support it, the bird shakes this feather, under the morning sun, reflects the golden brilliance.
Feng Feiyun finally rushed back, he was in a hurry this night, but he advanced so slowly, there were no less than twenty wounds on his body, and blood was still flowing in some places, flowing down his body, falling on the upper of his shoes, and stepping on the ground with bloody shoe prints.
"Who is Hongyan laughing for, when Fanghua throws red dust, the heart is not old.
If you are not there, people are like grass.
Mo ascends alone, the white-haired building is steep, and the beauty is old, who paints eyebrows for the red face" The beautiful singing sound came from the ancient car, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant guzheng, resounding in the wind, floating in the clouds and white mist, so that the mountain of yellow finches all chirped for it, intertwined into a joyful movement.
What a heavenly sound this is, giving people deep peace in their hearts, and making people forget the troubles of a lifetime.
A smile appeared on Feng Feiyun's face, and he flew down to the ancient car, Nangong Hongyan's fingers suddenly stopped on the ancient strings, his fingers were trembling, and his beautiful eyes were swirling with tears.
The singing continued, and the aftermath did not stop.
She rushed towards Feng Feiyun with teary eyes, hugged him tightly, and kept crying softly: "You finally came back, I was so scared alone, when I was scared, I could only sing alone, singing and singing, but I was even more afraid, my heart was empty, like duckweed that couldn't find a root." ” "I'm in too much of a hurry" Feng Feiyun held her hair tightly, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, there is one in this world who is worried about you, what a beautiful thing "I know, I don't blame you, I only blame myself, I can't help anything, I can only think of you in my heart, think of you in my heart, and ask the Bodhisattva of great compassion to bless you to come back safely."
Nangong Hongyan's tears kept falling, her long eyelashes trembled gently, and she kept talking, telling her worries and self-blame.
"You really ask the Bodhisattva to bless me," Feng Feiyun said.
"I really want it."
Nangong Hongyan said seriously.
"What does the Bodhisattva say," Feng Feiyun quipped.
"She said how do I know what the Bodhisattva will say, the Bodhisattva is so busy, how can she hear the heart of an infatuated daughter" Nangong glanced at Feng Feiyun with a white face, and twisted his fingers lightly on his arm, expressing his dissatisfaction with him.
"Oops," Feng Feiyun screamed.
Nangong Hongyan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly asked, "I hurt you" "Screwed on my wound," Feng Feiyun said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's all my fault, I'm me" Nangong Hongyan stomped her foot with self-reproach, biting her lip lightly, and hurriedly checked the scars on Feng Feiyun's body, distressed.
Feng Feiyun looked at her anxious and looked, like a mother hen who had lost her chicks, staring at a pair of beautiful eyes, and she was so anxious.
"Why are you staring at me" Nangong Hongyan didn't dare to look directly at Feng Feiyun's hot eyes, not only her cheeks were red, but she lowered her head tightly, infinitely shy.
"Good-looking," Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
"Then you don't hurt" Nangong Hongyan's voice was like a mosquito calling again, small and light.
Feng Feiyun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ” "Doesn't it really hurt" Nangong Hongyan raised his head, a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than the stars, staring at Feng Feiyun, and then looking at his eyes, he was also looking at the scars on his body, the indescribable worry in his eyes, so many injuries, how could it not hurt "If you can sing the song you just sang to me again, I don't think it hurts."
Wind Flying Cloud Road Nangong Hongyan sat back on the car barricade again, with a beautiful and moving figure, holding a five-foot zither, and her slender jade hand gently placed on the flowing color string, at this moment, she was ethereal like smoke, clear as water, and became a little otherworldly. is no longer a delicate girl, but a moving Guzheng Lingbo fairy.
"Who is Hongyan laughing for, when Fanghua throws red dust, the heart is not old.
If you are not there, people are like grass.
Mo ascends alone, the white-haired building is steep, and the beauty is old, who paints eyebrows for the red face" Feng Feiyun was intoxicated by the music, and the aura in his body surged out, sitting beside her, and began to heal, the aura wrapped his whole body, swallowing above his skin.
Guzheng is like a sweet spring, lingering in the ear.
The ancient car flew out and rushed to the horizon "Someone put a wrench in my hand and asked me to pass it on to you."
As soon as the song fell, Nangong Hongyan took out a black wrench and carefully handed it to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun took the Miao Ghost wrench and said happily: "It was given to you by a black-faced boy."
"Yes," Nangong Hongyan nodded.
"He didn't embarrass you," Feng Feiyun asked.
"He said that you have passed the five levels, and this wrench should be returned to you, he is a man who keeps his promises."
Nangong said solemnly, relaying Bi Ningshuai's words.
"He is a man who keeps his promises" Feng Feiyun really doesn't think that the first pit of the Vientiane Tower will be a person who keeps his promises, and it is impossible for him to take the initiative to hand over the stolen treasure.
Naturally, it is impossible for a person who steals to take the initiative to return the stolen goods.
"He was actually very reluctant to hand it over."
Nangong Hongyan said.
"Then why did he hand it over to you in the end," Feng Feiyun said.
"I played a song to him, and he was probably moved, and his conscience found out, so he returned the board."
Nangong Hongyan said with a blink.
"That's right, your music can really move people."
Feng Feiyun said again: "Then where did the others go?"
"He broke a hand, lame another leg, and finally left."
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Feng Feiyun was surprised: "Why did he break his hand and be lame?"
"He was so careless that he fell out of the cart and fell into the ravine, breaking his hand and limping his leg, and finally he touched a stick and walked away."
Nangong Hongyan hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "Is he your friend, he said he said" "What nonsense did he say to you" Feng Feiyun suddenly became nervous, Bi Ningshuai's bastard wouldn't really open his mouth and talk nonsense in front of her "He said you want to marry a princess, I'm just a lowly woman, you don't look down on me."
Nangong Hongyan lowered her head, Feng Feiyun could see that her eyes were already a little red and a little crystalline.
"I" Feng Feiyun wanted to explain.
"But I don't believe his words at all" Nangong Hongyan hurriedly said again, staring straight at Feng Feiyun's eyes, full of affection, as if waiting for Feng Feiyun to say something that reassured her.
"You shouldn't have believed anything he said," Feng Feiyun said slowly.
Nangong Hongyan's eyes bent slightly, and he almost laughed out loud, this appearance is the most beautiful.
Not long after, the ancient car stopped outside the Wu Tower, and the injuries on Feng Feiyun's body had recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and after getting off the car with Nangong Hongyan, he walked towards the Wu Tower.
Along the way, I met a lot of students from Wuta, and they were attracted by Nangong's beautiful appearance, and that unearthly temperament made everyone fascinated, as if they had seen a fairy who went down to the earth, and everyone was amazed.
"That's Feng Feiyun, the descendant of the God King, standing next to him should be the first beauty in the world, Nangong Hongyan, oh my God, I actually saw the first beauty in the world."
The news spread quickly, overnight, has spread throughout the entire Vientiane Tower, many students know that the world's first beauty has become the confidant of the son of the demon, in order to see the beauty of the demeanor, there are many other students from the Holy Land of the Divine Tower have rushed over, waiting outside the Wu Tower.
Among them, a few of them are talents on the Baita list, these people look at it from a distance, and their hearts are extremely shocked, how can a woman's beauty reach such a point with a veil, it can make people feel that the city is peerless, unparalleled in the world, and many genius students are obsessed with it.
But no one dared to approach, knowing that Feng Feiyun was very difficult to mess with, and he was already able to dominate the younger generation.
Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, the junior brother of the Lord of the Martial Tower, and has a very high status in the Martial Tower, he can enter and exit at will, and of course, he can also bring people into the Martial Pagoda at will.
This day, all spent in peace, after last night's battle, Feng Feiyun felt that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, only by breaking through this bottleneck, can the dragon fly into the sky, the young phoenix takes off, and really step into the ranks of the kings of the younger generation.
Sitting on the seventy-second floor of the Wu Pagoda, retreating and cultivating, facing a cyan stone wall, on which are printed with sword patterns, each sword pattern represents a knife technique, very profound, without a lot of time accumulation, it is impossible to comprehend it.
This is the first five knives of the Dragon Emperor's knife technique, Feng Feiyun is still comprehending the first knife, the knife pattern is too profound, and it contains the rules of heaven in it, and you must experience that charm with your heart.
"Bang la la" Suddenly, the black Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet on Feng Feiyun's wrist turned slightly, and a blood pattern flowed on the bracelet, and someone triggered the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet.
Feng Feiyun's face changed, and he felt that the aura of his whole body was suppressed by the power of the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet, as if the meridians were blocked, the bloodlines were sealed, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
"Break it for me" Feng Feiyun mobilized the power of the Miao Ghost's fingers, wanting to counter-suppress the blood forbidden Xuan Bracelet, and not wanting to be controlled by the mysterious master anymore.
A wave of blood rushed out of the Blood Forbidden Bracelet, slamming on Feng Feiyun's arm, shattering all the aura in his body, and he couldn't even mobilize the power of the spiritual weapon, this is the power of the mysterious master, issued through the Blood Forbidden Bracelet, which has the power to shatter people's bodies.
The mysterious master is nearby, he has already come to Wuta, so bold, isn't he afraid of being discovered by the God King and Zhang Badao and killing him Before Feng Feiyun could stand up, a red flame appeared in the stone chamber out of thin air, suspended above Feng Feiyun, and the wave of fire was extremely scorching.
"Feng Feiyun, you want to break the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet and escape from my control over you" The mysterious master was wrapped in flames, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of chill, and he said in a calm way, so that the entire stone room was condensed with a thick layer of frost, and the cold was biting.
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