Just when the entire Tong'an was in catastrophe, Zhao Feiyue fell into a dream again.
It’s still the familiar Nine Heavens, and it’s still the distant fallen leaves.
Red flowers were everywhere, fallen leaves were colorful, Zhao Feiyue... no, at that time she was still called Nu Feiyue, she snuggled gently in Yu Chengfeng's arms, the two of them looked at the bright red sunset in the distance, the sunset was all over the sky, and the setting sun was like fire. , the red cloud spreading from the distant sky seemed to wrap them up and melt them, and their silhouettes stretched long under the setting sun, blending tightly together.
Nu Feiyue was fascinated by what she saw. After a long time, she said softly: "Palace Master, will we continue like this?"
Yu Chengfeng gently hugged Nu Feiyue, and the two of them rubbed their ears together. He whispered: "The sun has a day to set, the moon has a time to disappear, the autumn leaves have a time to return to their roots, and the flowers have a time to wither, but we Will never be separated."
Nu Feiyue raised her head and looked at the man in front of her dreamily. She gently reached out her hand to stroke his thin chin, and whispered in a low voice: "It's a bit prickly."
Yu Chengfeng dotingly used his chin to prick Nu Feiyue's delicate, snow-white tofu-like skin. He smiled and said, "I'm still pricking your face... I'll prick your heart in a while..."
Nu Feiyue giggled and squirmed to dodge: "Palace Master, don't want it. Nunu knows your mistake. Nunu doesn't dare anymore. It's so itchy. Don't prick it, don't prick it!"
Her laughter was like a sparrow, piercing the sky.
But at this moment, the scene suddenly changed in an instant. The setting sun, fallen leaves, red flowers, and lover disappeared in an instant, replaced by the huge and majestic Purple Gold Xiyang Palace!
Nu Feiyue was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were empty, like a walking corpse or a wooden doll.
Sun Xiyan stood in front of Nu Feiyue. She put a finger in front of Nu Feiyue's forehead, and a ray of golden fairy power was slowly withdrawn from her fingertips.
Beside Sun Xiyan, the Tianhe Divine Sword walked around her vigilantly and slowly, like a loyal guard.
Sun Xiyan stared at Nu Feiyue coldly, her voice was cold and full of hatred: "Answer me, who is the person you hate the most?"
Nu Feiyue replied blankly: "Yu Chengfeng..."
Sun Xiyan: "Then what will you do after you go to the human world?"
Nu Feiyue's voice was dull, like a machine: "Chasing the reincarnation of Yu Chengfeng..."
Sun Xiyan nodded slowly, she grabbed it, and the Tianhe Divine Sword appeared in her palm instantly. Sun Xiyan handed the Tianhe Divine Sword to Nu Feiyue, but before handing it over, she asked coldly: "Who am I? ?”
Nu Feiyue said blankly: "Master... you are the master."
Sun Xiyan's expression was very strange, with pleasure, anger and hatred at the same time. She raised her head and laughed loudly: "Yes, remember your identity, you will always be a lowly maid!"
Nu Feiyue dumbly repeated: "Nu Nu is a lowly, lowly maid!"
A fierce light flashed in Sun Xiyan's eyes, and she slapped Nu Feiyue on the head with a palm. In an instant, Nu Feiyue turned into a golden light, passed through Zijin Xiyang Palace, fell all the way, and went to the world of Jiuzhong Tianxia.
Sun Xiyan stood in front of the steps of Zijin Xiyang Palace, looking down at the fallen Nu Feiyue, she laughed angrily and happily: "Yu Chengfeng! You betrayed me, you betrayed the entire Nine Heavens! Now! , I want you to taste what it feels like to be betrayed and killed by the person you love the most! Hahahahaha!!"
Sun Xiyan's laughter was like a roaring wave in the sky, rolling over the clouds and making thunder, rolling away from the Zijin Xiyang Palace, scattering countless rolling clouds, and frightening countless distant birds.
Nu Feiyue's body was wrapped in golden light. She curled up into a ball and fell quickly until she hit the palace of Daqi Imperial Palace. A clear and loud baby cry suddenly sounded!
At this time, Nu Feiyue... She should call her Zhao Feiyue at this time opened her eyes fiercely in Tong'an City. Pictures from the dream poured into her mind one after another like a tide, clearing her previously clear eyes. The memory became a mess.
She vaguely remembered the fallen leaf field with red flowers and colorful fallen leaves, and the warm embrace, but she couldn't remember the face of that person, but she clearly remembered Sun Xiyan's face, and what Sun Xiyan said. Every word.
The mission that was deeply imprinted in her soul made her confused eyes calm down again. When she focused her eyes again, she saw a disheveled woman curled up next to her.
Of course she recognized this woman. She was the most famous beautiful cook in Tong'an City.
Looking at them again, there were two soldiers with shock, greed and fear in their eyes. One of them was still holding up his pants, showing his ugly face.
Zhao Feiyue understood all this instantly!
Zhao Feiyue glanced at them coldly. This look was exactly the same as Sun Xiyan's look. It was a condescending look, looking down at the ants. With a wave of her hand, the two soldiers were swatted against the wall like flies. Unable to move.
Zhao Feiyue didn't even look at them. She turned around and left the inner room. As soon as she arrived at the outer room, Zhao Feiyue was stunned for a moment. She stared blankly at the old woman who fell to the ground with a broken head and blood. Shake God.
Zhao Feiyue, who was separated from her senior sister, wandered aimlessly in Tong'an City. She wanted to taste the delicious food in this restaurant, but she was unwilling to live on the same floor with those secular people, so she found a famous restaurant in Tong'an City. The home of a beautiful cook.
"Auntie, I heard that your daughter is the chef of the Sun Family Restaurant, is that true?"
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"Yes, yes, this girl is so handsome. You can tell she is not just a mortal." The old woman was very enthusiastic. She held Zhao Feiyue's hand with a smile, looked up and down, and sighed.
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"Hey, my daughter, it's not easy for you to walk outside alone. How about you come and rest at my house for the night?" After dinner, the old woman smiled and persuaded Zhao Feiyue who was about to leave.
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Zhao Feiyue, who grew up in the palace, had never tasted this kind of human warmth. Although she was the apple of the emperor's eye, she had never been hugged by her father once, and she had never felt any warm feelings in this huge palace.
What she felt was always the eyes of fear, envy, jealousy, and hatred surrounding her.
Even her father, when he looked at her, looked more like he was looking at an important weapon of the country, a rare treasure!
However, this old woman whom she had only met for one night made her feel warm.
But this warmth is so short-lived!
Zhao Feiyue held the Tianhe Divine Sword tightly in her hand, and anger began to boil in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and grasped it with her five fingers. There was a sudden pop in the back room, and the two soldiers had their heads exploded like watermelons, with blood splattering everywhere. .
The beautiful cook screamed in fright, curled up into a ball, and nestled tightly in the corner, crying endlessly.
Zhao Feiyue glanced at her and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak. She finally swallowed the words, then she walked to the door and opened it gently.
The screams, wailings, shouts, roars, cries, begging for mercy and other sounds outside, mixed with the crackling sounds of burning, hit Zhao Feiyue like angry waves at a woman who had grown up in a deep palace.
A nightmare-like hell, bloody and unobstructed, appeared before Zhao Feiyue's eyes!