"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?"
Wu Pagoda, there is a celestial sound reverberating, there is a guzheng flicking, unspeakable sadness, life is not evergreen, beauty is easy to turn white.
Feng Feiyun heard this song from a distance, and it was indescribably beneficial to people's body and mind, making people intoxicated and sad for it.
This song can only be sung by Hong Yan.
The singing stopped, and there were few lingering voices.
Squeak!
Feng Feiyun opened the door and looked at the beautiful woman inside. Nangong Hongyan was still sitting on the stone couch softly, putting the purple wood zither aside.
Feng Feiyun's footsteps were very light and did not want to disturb her tranquility.
And she also turned her back to Feng Feiyun, as if she did not know that he had returned. From between her sleeves, she took out a crimson knife, picked up a crystal clear Sydney pear, and pinched the knife between her slender and tender fingers. on, peel the skin lightly.
Swish! Swish!
Her hands were soft and slender, her fingers were like green onions carved from white jade, flawless, and the sharp knife in her hand seemed a lot gentler, without the slightest murderous aura.
Feng Feiyun walked behind her gently, and could smell the fragrance emanating from her hair, white clothes, and neck, like a pure white spirit flower, which made people want to hold her in their hands. .
With a layer of white gauze on her face, she could not see her expression at the moment, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, like stars in the dark night.
"I'm back!" Feng Feiyun said softly.
Skin off, knife off!
A moist and attractive Sydney has been completely peeled!
"Here!" Nangong Hongyan blinked and handed the just-shaved Sydney pear to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun took Sydney and sat beside her, like a homecoming wanderer, reminiscing with the little wife at home, and wanted to tell her all the hardships of leaving home, but was afraid of the little girl. The sweet wife was too worried, but she couldn't say a single sad word, put it in her heart, and bear it alone.
"I heard you singing again just now!" Feng Feiyun held the crystal clear Sydney pear in his hand, like holding a piece of beautiful jade, reluctant to eat it.
"Yeah!" Nangong Hongyan replied softly.
Feng Feiyun said: "You said that you only like to sing alone when you are most afraid, and you sing and sing, but you are even more afraid in your heart. What are you afraid of?"
"You remember it clearly!" Nangong Hongyan said.
"I remember every word of yours very clearly." Feng Feiyun said.
The crimson knife in Nangong Hongyan's hand, like a drop of blood, rolled between her fingers and said slowly, "I am afraid that one day I will grow old and become a gray-haired old woman with gray hair and white eyebrows. The skin on his face also turned yellow and wrinkled, with a hunched back and a stooped body, and then he died of old age alone in a mud house that no one cared about... Finally, he turned into a barren mountain of white bones, and the bones were all given by wild dogs. take it away…”
She was sighing, showing emotion, and looking excited, one couldn't help but feel sad about it.
"If there is such a day, there must be a white-haired old man beside you, holding a cigarette bag, holding a Sydney pear that the old woman just cut, missing teeth, squatting at the door of the mud house, mouth While nibbling on the pear, I have to scold, old lady, this pear is not cleanly cut, and there is still a nucleus inside!" Feng Feiyun gently held her waist and hugged her delicate body in his arms.
She also gently leaned her face on Feng Feiyun's chest, closed her eyes, and seemed to be looking forward to that future, but soon her eyes opened again, and the knife in her hand was a little bit colder. Said: "Men's words are all told to young and beautiful women. Thirty years later, I will be old, but you will still be young and handsome. At that time..."
"At that time, you will still be the number one beauty in the world." Feng Feiyun stroked her hand gently on her face and murmured, "After all, people will grow old, even if they become the Holy Spirit, it will be difficult Escape from old age, sickness and death. Hongyan, don’t be afraid, in my heart, you will always be the tall beauty who was kidnapped by my rhetoric when you were young and beautiful.”
Nangong Hongyan's hands trembled a little, and some couldn't hold the knife in her hand.
"You don't understand at all!" Nangong Hongyan bit her teeth gently, she felt Feng Feiyun was an idiot, but just because of this idiot-like remark made her hesitate.
She was afraid that if this knife fell, she would never meet a fool like Feng Feiyun again.
"Haha!" Feng Feiyun laughed suddenly, took the crimson knife from Nangong Hongyan's hand, and said with a smile, "If you cut the fruit, you should put the knife down, otherwise it will easily hurt people and easily hurt people. Own."
Nangong Hongyan was slightly surprised and wanted to retrieve the knife, but her little hand was tightly held by Feng Feiyun. She raised her eyebrows, thinking that Feng Feiyun had discovered her identity, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"
She began to brew murderous aura in her heart, and with the other hand behind her back, she wanted to unfold the red luan fire clothes and kill Feng Feiyun.
"I want to give you something." Feng Feiyun put both hands on her fragrant shoulders, gently pressed her on the stone couch, and said with a smile, "Sit down, don't move!"
Nangong Hongyan was very puzzled, she forcibly suppressed the killing intent, and wanted to see what the hell Feng Feiyun was doing. The mysterious expression on this guy's face made her feel a little curious.
Feng Feiyun turned around and painted patterns on the stone wall, and also painted patterns around the stone couch. Some of the patterns were very deep, and even Nangong Hongyan had never heard of it or seen it.
What is he doing
Could it be that he wants to seal me in an ancient formation
Nangong Hongyan clenched her teeth tightly, her heart was full of hatred, she really couldn't believe a man's words, Feng Feiyun, this cunning man, deliberately used sweet words to let me relax my vigilance, and then put me to death, okay , As expected, he is the son of a demon, his scheming is vicious, and the city is really deep.
It's not that easy to sleep me, since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being rude to you!
The more she thought about it, the more angry Nangong Hongyan felt. At first, she had a good impression of Feng Feiyun, but at this moment, there was no trace of it. The palm of her hand had already condensed into flames, and her beautiful eyes had become cold, and her whole body was about to turn into one piece. Crimson fire cloud.
"Okay, let's start! As long as you dig out the phoenix bone in my body and let you take it, your body will be able to give birth to a spiritual guide, you can completely embark on the road of immortal cultivation, and your physique is comparable to epic level. The genius... you..."
Feng Feiyun turned around, stared at Nangong Hongyan in surprise, walked over angrily, snatched the crimson knife in Nangong Hongyan's hand, and scolded: "Why are you holding the knife in your hand again? What if I hurt myself?"
Nangong Hongyan felt that the knife in her hand slipped and fell into Feng Feiyun's hands again!
"I... I..." Nangong Hongyan's mind was blank, and she even stuttered when she spoke, "What did you just say? Phoenix bone?"
Feng Feiyun squeezed the crimson knife in his hand, nodded and said, "The phoenix bone is the bone of the phoenix body, and it is also one of the four most spiritual treasures. If you can absorb this phoenix bone, then You will be able to set foot on the road of immortality, and Hongyan will no longer have to worry about becoming an old woman, Gaga!"
"The phoenix bone is something in the legend of deification, how could it possibly exist in reality?" Nangong Hongyan couldn't hold herself back, her heart was beating rapidly, and her heart was a little chaotic.
"I said, you are a tall beauty who was kidnapped by my rhetoric, so you must be kidnapped and a girl must be kidnapped, and there is always a price to pay."
Feng Feiyun pinched the crimson knife, and with a puff, inserted it into his chest, stabbed into the flesh and blood, and with a swipe of the knife, he pulled out a bloodstain on the palm of his hand, as if his entire chest was pierced. Abandoned.
Nangong Hongyan was stunned there, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Feng Feiyun's hand tightly, staring at the handle, staring at the bloodstain that was cut open, a pair of jade hands were already squeezed tightly, a heart seemed to be touched , jumped quickly.
She originally came to kill Feng Feiyun, but at this moment she was worried that Feng Feiyun would kill herself with a knife.
Whoa!
A piece of crimson brilliance shot out from the bloodstain, as bright as a flaming star, containing a scorching temperature. If this ray of light was not blocked by those lines, it would definitely have turned the night into day.
Feng Feiyun took out the phoenix bone with his hands, which was already connected to his own flesh and blood, and held it in his hand, dripping with golden blood and glowing red.
"This is the phoenix bone!" Feng Feiyun handed it to Nangong Hongyan.
"I... I don't want it!" Nangong Hongyan clenched her teeth tightly, her delicate body trembled, as if she was running away, running towards the outside of the stone room, she only felt that at this time, she didn't want to look at Feng Feiyun, not even at all. Dare to look at him.
This bastard is not only a fool, but a lunatic!
If he knew that I was the mysterious master, he would be extremely sad. He only thought that he was blind and saw the wrong person.
"Bring me back!"
Feng Feiyun grabbed Nangong Hongyan's jade arm, grabbed her directly, pushed her down on the stone couch, and fed the phoenix bone towards her.
The Dao rules above the phoenix bones have already been refined by Feng Feiyun's flesh and blood, and the fiery temperature has been completely cooled down, even a mortal body can withstand it.
"Feng Feiyun, you can't do this to me!" Nangong Hongyan held her fist and beat Feng Feiyun's chest, her thoughts were extremely complicated.
There were two tears falling from the corners of her eyes, but this time they were half true.
Fake tears make it very tiring to cry; real tears make it painful to cry.
"If I don't have the phoenix bone, I can still cultivate it by myself, and if you don't have the phoenix bone, how can you grow old with me?" The blood on Feng Feiyun's chest has slowly healed, with a teasing smile on his face, Gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Nangong Hongyan's eyes, as if she was teasing a little girl.