Dawn breaks, the sun is warm!
Three golden birds pulled a heavy ancient car, parked on the southeast sky, a hundred feet high, hanging in the air, there was a faint cloud supporting it, the birds shook their feathers, and in the morning sun down, reflecting the golden brilliance.
Feng Feiyun finally came back. He was in a hurry that night, but he moved very slowly. There were no less than 20 wounds on his body, and some places were still bleeding, flowing down his body and landing on the upper of the shoe. On the ground, there are blood shoe prints on the ground.
"Who is Hongyan laughing for, and when will her youth be thrown away? In the world of mortals, the heart is not old. When you are not there, people are like grass. Alone, you can climb high, and the white-haired building is towering. When the beauty is old, who will paint the eyebrows for the beauty?"
The beautiful singing came from the ancient car, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant guzheng, resounding in the wind, floating in the clouds and white mist, making the oriole all over the mountain chirping for it, interweaving into a joyous movement.
What kind of heavenly sound this is, it gives people inner peace and makes people forget the troubles of a lifetime.
A smile appeared on Feng Feiyun's face, and he flew onto the ancient car. Nangong Hongyan's fingers suddenly stopped on the ancient string, her fingers were trembling, and her beautiful eyes were spinning with tears.
The singing continued, and the lingering voice did not stop. She rushed towards Feng Feiyun with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly, and kept crying softly: "You're finally back, I'm so scared all by myself, and when I'm scared, I can only sing by myself. Singing, but even more afraid, my heart is empty, like the duckweed that can't find its roots."
"I'm leaving in a hurry!" Feng Feiyun held her hair tightly, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There is someone in this world who is worried about you. What a wonderful thing!
"I know, I don't blame you, I only blame myself, I can't help you with anything, I can only think of you in my heart, I can only think of you in my heart, and I ask the merciful and merciful Bodhisattva to bless you to come back safely." Nangong Hongyan's tears kept falling, her long eyelashes trembled gently, and she kept talking, expressing her worries and self-blame.
"Are you really asking the Bodhisattva to bless me?" Feng Feiyun said.
"I'm really asking." Nangong Hongyan said seriously.
"What did the Bodhisattva say?" Feng Feiyun joked.
"She said... How do I know what the Bodhisattva will say? How can she hear the thoughts of a grudged daughter when she is so busy?" Nangong Hongyan gave Feng Feiyun a white look and twisted her fingers gently on his arm. Express your dissatisfaction with him.
"Ouch!" Feng Feiyun screamed.
Nangong Hongyan suddenly panicked, and quickly asked, "Did I pinch you?"
"Twisted on my wound!" Feng Feiyun said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, it's all my fault, I... I..." Nangong Hongyan stomped her feet in reproach, bit her lip with her teeth, and hurriedly checked the scars on Feng Feiyun's body, distressed.
Feng Feiyun looked at her anxiously and looked like a mother hen who had lost her chick, staring at her beautiful eyes and turning around anxiously.
"Why are you staring at me?" Nangong Hongyan did not dare to look directly into Feng Feiyun's fiery eyes, not only her cheeks flushed, but she lowered her head tightly, infinitely shy.
"Nice!" Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
"Then you don't hurt anymore?" Nangong Hongyan's voice was like a mosquito's cry again, small and light.
Feng Feiyun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Does it really hurt?" Nangong Hongyan raised her head, her eyes that were more beautiful than the stars, stared at Feng Feiyun, and then looked at his eyes, and also at the scars on his body, there was an indescribable worry in his eyes , So many injuries, how can it not hurt
"If you can sing the song just now for me again, I don't think it will hurt." Feng Feiyun said
Nangong Hongyan sat back on the car stop again, with a beautiful and moving figure, holding a five-foot guzheng, her slender jade hand gently placed on the Liucai string, at this moment, she was as ethereal as smoke, As clear as water, it became a bit otherworldly.
No longer a delicate girl, but a moving guzheng Lingbo fairy.
"Who is Hongyan laughing for, and when will her youth be thrown away? In the world of red, the heart is not old. When you are not there, people are like grass. Alone, you can climb high, white-haired and towering, and when the beauty is old, who will paint the beauties..."
Feng Feiyun was intoxicated by the music, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out. He sat beside her and began to heal his wounds. The spiritual energy wrapped his whole body and swallowed it on the skin.
Guzheng is like a spring, lingering in the ear.
The ancient car flew out and rushed to the horizon!
"Someone handed a wrench into my hand and asked me to hand it over to you." When the song fell, Nangong Hongyan took out a black wrench and carefully handed it to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun took Miaogui's wrench and said happily, "Is it given to you by a black-faced boy?"
"Yes!" Nangong Hongyan nodded.
"He didn't embarrass you, did he?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"He said that if you passed the five levels, this finger should be returned to you. He is a man who keeps his promises." Nangong Hongyan said solemnly, relaying Bi Ningshuai's words.
"Is he a person who keeps his promises?" Feng Feiyun really doesn't think that the first treasure in the Vientiane Tower will be a person who keeps his promises, and it is even more impossible to take the initiative to hand over the stolen treasure.
The person who stole things naturally cannot take the initiative to return the stolen goods.
"He was actually reluctant to hand it over." Nangong Hongyan said.
"Then why did he give it to you in the end?" Feng Feiyun said.
"I played a song for him, maybe he was moved, and his conscience found out, so he returned the board." Nangong Hongyan said with a wink.
"That's right, your singing can indeed influence people." Feng Feiyun said again: "Where did the others go?"
"He broke a hand, crippled a leg and left."
Feng Feiyun was surprised: "Why did he break his hand and be lame?"
"He was so careless that he fell off the car, fell into the ravine, broke his hand, and crippled his leg. In the end, he touched a wooden stick and left." Nangong Hongyan hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Is he your friend? He said... he said... "
"What nonsense did he tell you?" Feng Feiyun suddenly became nervous, that bastard Bi Ningshuai wouldn't really open his mouth and talk nonsense in front of her!
"He said... You want to marry the princess, I'm just a humble and elegant 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 some were crystal clear.
"I..." Feng Feiyun wanted to explain.
"But I don't believe what he said at all!" Nangong Hongyan said quickly, staring straight at Feng Feiyun's eyes with affection, as if waiting for Feng Feiyun to say something to reassure her.
"You shouldn't believe anything he said!" Feng Feiyun said slowly.
Nangong Hongyan's eyes twitched slightly to complete the crescent moon, and she almost laughed out loud. This looks the most beautiful.
Not long after, the ancient car stopped outside the Wu Pagoda, and Feng Feiyun's injuries had already recovered. After getting off the car with Nangong Hongyan, they walked towards the Wu Pagoda.
Along the way, I met many students of the martial arts pagoda. They were all attracted by the beauty of Nangong Hongyancheng. That refined temperament made everyone fascinated by it, just like seeing a fairy in the world. sideways, amazed.
"That is Feng Feiyun, the descendant of the God King. Standing next to him should be the number one beauty in the world, Nangong Hongyan, my God, I actually saw the number one beauty in the world."
The news spread very quickly. In one night, it had spread throughout the entire Vientiane Tower. Many students knew that the most beautiful woman in the world had become the confidante of the son of the demon. In order to have a glimpse of the beauty, there were many students from other divine towers and holy places. They all rushed over and waited outside the Wu Pagoda.
Among them, a few are talented people on the "Hundred Pagodas List". These people look at them from a distance, and their hearts are extremely shocked. How can a woman's beauty reach such a level? Wearing a veil can make people feel that the city is peerless, unparalleled in the world, and many talented students are obsessed with it.
But no one dared to approach, knowing that Feng Feiyun was not easy to mess with, and was already able to dominate the younger generation.
Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, the junior brother of the tower master, and has a very high status in the tower. He can enter and leave at will, and of course he can bring people into the tower at will.
This day was spent in peace. After last night's battle, Feng Feiyun felt that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck. Only after breaking through this bottleneck could he be able to fly into the sky and fly into the sky. Be among the kings of the younger generation.
Sitting cross-legged on the 72nd floor of the Wu Pagoda, retreating and practicing, facing a blue stone wall with a series of knife patterns printed on it, each knife pattern represents a sword technique, very profound, and there is not a lot of time to accumulate , it is impossible to comprehend it.
These are the first five knives of the Dragon Emperor Sword Art, Feng Feiyun is still comprehending the first knife, the knife pattern is too deep, and contains the rules of heaven, and you must experience the charm with your heart.
"Crash!"
Suddenly, the black blood-forbidden bracelet on Feng Feiyun's wrist gently turned in a circle, and there was a blood pattern flowing on the bracelet, and someone moved the blood-forbidden bracelet.
Feng Feiyun's complexion changed, and he felt that the spiritual energy of his whole body was suppressed by the power of the blood forbidden bracelet, as if the meridians were blocked, the blood vessels were blocked, and it was extremely uncomfortable. .
"Break it for me!" Feng Feiyun mobilized the power of Miao Gui's finger, wanting to counter the suppression of the blood ban bracelet, and no longer wanted to be controlled by the mysterious master.
A wave of blood rushed out of the Blood Ban Profound Bracelet and slammed on Feng Feiyun's arm, shattering all the spiritual energy in his body. He couldn't even mobilize the power of the spiritual tool. This is the power of the mysterious master. , issued through the blood forbidden bracelet, it has the power to shatter people's bodies.
The mysterious master is nearby, he has already come to the Wuta, he is so brave, isn't he afraid of being discovered by the god king and Zhang Ba Dao, and killing him
Before Feng Feiyun could stand up, a group of crimson flames appeared out of thin air in the stone room, suspended above Feng Feiyun, the fire wave was particularly scorching skin.
"Feng Feiyun, do you want to break the blood forbidden 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 the whole stone room was frozen. On a thick layer of frost, cold to the bone.