Dongfang Jingyue's tenderness is like water, she can't see her face, just seeing her pair of sparkling eyes has made people fascinated and obsessed.
"You... are you okay?" Feng Feiyun said.
After Nangong Hongyan's death, Feng Feiyun drank the blood of demons and transformed into demons, and even he himself was unconscious. At that time, only Dongfang Jingyue was always behind him. When he fell, it was Dongfang Jingyue who sent him away. Went to Yu Beast House.
All this, Feng Feiyun has a vague image, never forget all.
"Yeah!" Dongfang Jingyue nodded, and then said again, "Want to listen to a pipa?"
"All ears!"
Feng Feiyun stood under the osmanthus tree with its petals fluttering, her long hair swaying in the wind, staring closely at the beautiful woman in front of her, her mind was quiet.
There are many conflicts in the past and present, but the pipa is still the most intoxicating!
The sound of the pipa is beautiful, and it lasts for a long time.
Time seems to stop at this moment, even Yun Ge, who has always been cheap, is lying quietly on Dongfang Jingyue's shoulder at this moment, and seems to be fascinated by the music.
Just one song!
Dongfang Jingyue retracted her finger and said, "How long have you been away from the Shenjin Dynasty?"
"Within three months." Feng Feiyun said.
Feng Feiyun originally wanted to say that after saving the goddess Taiwei, but finally changed his mouth and did not mention her name in front of Dongfang Jingyue.
"Do you have a way to leave the Shenjin Dynasty?" Dongfang Jingyue said.
Feng Feiyun said: "There is a way."
Dongfang Jingyue's eyes were filled with waves, and she said, "Can you take me away with you?"
"This..." Feng Feiyun opened his lips, trying to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything.
"Inconvenient?" Dongfang Jingyue slowly lowered her head.
"Sorry!"
Feng Feiyun turned around and left, no longer staying, leaving the Silver Hook Valve, silent all the way, and soon came to the outside of Dazaifu.
Yao Ji had already returned from the palace, and when he saw Feng Feiyun appearing in the study, he immediately smiled charmingly, and said, "Lord Son of the Demon seems to have something on his mind? Could it be that he is worried about a confidante again?"
Feng Feiyun retracted some messy thoughts and said with a smile: "What news did you hear?"
"One good news, one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Yao Ji had already changed his official robes and was wearing a moon-white undershirt with a maroon hooded satin on the outside, much like a rich family Miss.
"Good news!" Feng Feiyun said.
"Goddess Taiwei is back and lives in Taiwei Temple." Yao Ji smiled.
Feng Feiyun's face showed joy, and he said, "What about the bad news?"
"The Empress also lives in Taiwei Temple." Yao Ji said.
Feng Feiyun's face suddenly darkened, Long Jiangling is really hateful, she must be setting up a situation for me, as long as I dare to go to Taiwei Temple, I will definitely be killed by her.
Yao Ji said: "There is another news, the Empress brought back the defensive formation arranged by half of the Ascension Realm cultivators from somewhere. In the past month, the royal family has combined the defensive formations of the half Ascension Realm cultivators with the dragons. The spirit stones are completely connected, and today's gods are truly impregnable."
Feng Feiyun naturally knew where Long Jiangling's half of the formation came from, and couldn't help but look at her a little higher. This woman's wisdom and research on formation are comparable to those of a cultivator in the Ascension Realm.
is an extremely formidable enemy.
Feng Feiyun was about to get up and leave, but Yao Ji leaned over softly, with a delicate body as soft and crisp, skin as ice and snow, and body fragrance as a virgin, and said softly in Feng Feiyun's ear: "Tonight, don't leave. now, okay?"
Feng Feiyun patted her fragrant shoulder gently, pulled up the jujube red brocade that had slipped in half, and said, "Another day!"
Feng Feiyun left Dazaifu and looked at the lights in the capital of the gods. Even if troops approached the city, this huge ancient city was still immersed in singing and dancing.
Back at the Princess Mansion, Feng Feiyun saw someone worshipping in front of the tomb.
"A generation of outstanding people, who died young, how sad! Brother Feng, let's have another drink." Bi Ningshuai sat in front of Feng Feiyun's tombstone, poured the wine from the jug on the grave, and then drank it by himself. took a sip.
Mao Turtle was lying on top of the tombstone and sighed: "The deceased is dead and can't be resurrected. When you are old, you mourn and change."
"Mao! Brother Feng and I have had a life-long friendship. When he was dying, he even extorted my bloody jar and buried it in a coffin. What kind of life and death is this? Pit friends. Pit!" Bi Ningshuai burst into tears and took another sip.
Mao Turtle said: "..."
Feng Feiyun stood behind Bi Ningshuai, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The Blood Man's Pot is the head of the King of Hell. It won't do you any good if you put it on you."
"I know that too! I'm so angry that it's not the blood man pot, but that he doesn't leave two of his good things for me? Eh! How do you know that the blood man pot is the head of the King of Hell..."
Bi Ningshuai suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he woke up most of the time with goosebumps all over his body. He slowly turned his head and saw Feng Feiyun who was smiling at him behind him. He rubbed his eyes again and looked at him. Looking at the tombstone next to him, there was a scream like killing a pig: "It's haunted..."
He was only halfway through the call when Feng Feiyun covered his mouth. Bi Ningshuai felt that Feng Feiyun's body was real, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Damn, you actually came from that mouth. Crawled out of the evil coffin. Lao Mao, said you were dead."
The Mao Turtle lying on the tombstone denied it, and said sternly: "What a joke! Is this old man such a tortoise with no knowledge? I have long known that this scourge is hard to destroy and hard to bury."
"Damn it! Turtles change their faces faster than flipping books!" Bi Ning said handsomely.
Feng Feiyun climbed out of the ancient yellow stone coffin, beyond everyone's expectations, Long Cangyue, the little demon, and the Ji family sisters heard the news.
"Brother, come back, we will no longer have to be afraid of being hunted down by people from Yin and Yang." The little demon was very happy, he hugged Feng Feiyun's arm tightly, and his beautiful face was placed on Feng Feiyun's shoulder. , very sticky.
Feng Feiyun was quite curious: "With a strong man like Uncle Mao guarding you, are you still afraid of being hunted down?"
Mao Wugui is an existence that can smash the first sage of the Yang Realm to pieces, and his combat power is very sturdy.
Mao Wugui kept coughing, his voice became very weak, and said: "To tell the truth, although this old man is unparalleled in combat power and invincible in the world, he was cursed many years ago, and he can only shoot once in a thousand years. Once, if you want to make another shot, you have to wait a thousand years."
"You can only shoot once in a thousand years?" Feng Feiyun expressed his disbelief as he had never heard of such a curse.
Mao Turtle looked like he was in trouble in the past, and sighed: "Yeah! I still remember running at sunset that day. That was my lost youth."
"What's the use of that, Lao Bi brings a big pot and stews a pot of seafood soup tonight. The old turtle soup that has been cultivated for thousands of years is quite nourishing." Feng Feiyun lifted the tail of the Mao turtle.
Mao Wugui was in a hurry and said, "Don't, don't, it's useful, useful. The old man's tortoise shell is extremely hard. It's not that this old man is bragging. Even if the two palace masters of the Shenling Palace come in person, they can't break my tortoise shell."
"Really so hard?"
Bi Ningshuai didn't believe it. He took out Ming Bingzhuo and smashed it on the back of the tortoise. After smashing it for a long time, he didn't smash the shell of the turtle, but instead hurt his hand.
However, Feng Feiyun still doesn't believe that this cunning old turtle really can only shoot once in a thousand years. He always feels that it doesn't look like a turtle. The existence of the same level as the Phoenix.
There is no truth in this turtle's mouth, and it is difficult to determine which of its words is true and which is false.
The tortoise was lying on the ground like a soft-shelled turtle, breathing weakly, as if it had really exhausted its strength because of the last shot.
"What? Are you going to Taiwei Temple?" Everyone was shocked.
During this period of time, they would go out every day to inquire about the situation in the gods. They knew that the Taiwei Temple was extremely guarded, where the most powerful people were, and those with bad intentions would be killed before they approached the Taiwei Temple.
"The followers of Taiwei Temple are very devout, and there are several powerful people among them, and their cultivation will not be inferior to you." Long Cangyue said.
"I heard that although Goddess Taiwei looks exactly like Nangong Hongyan, she doesn't have the memory of Nangong Hongyan."
"She is a god and evil. Since she is called evil, it is definitely not easy to deal with. Brother, you have to be careful and don't be fooled by her." Xiaoxie said.
Feng Feiyun took all of them into the kingdom of heaven, but left the Mao Turtle behind, and then rushed towards the Taiwei Temple.
"Why the old man?" Mao Wugui looked bitter.
"You didn't say that your tortoise shell is the best defense in the world. Who told the Empress to be in Taiwei Temple. If she finds it, you should be able to resist it for a while." Feng Feiyun said.
"Hit turtle! The Empress is actually in Taiwei Temple, I won't go, I really won't go... Nima, let go of my tail, let go of me!"
Feng Feiyun carried Mao Turtle's tail upside down, and soon came to the outside of Taiwei Temple, Mao Turtle also closed his mouth decisively and did not dare to make a fuss.
The huge Taiwei Goddess statue carved by Feng Feiyun by the Jinhe River has been transported to the capital. The Taiwei Temple is located below the goddess statue. , radiant.
Yin wind hunting, biting cold.
At this moment, a ghost shadow condensed from the void, and the body was like a yin wind, exuding a particularly intimidating aura.
"What a powerful ghost!"
Feng Feiyun quickly restrained his breath, took a few steps back, hid in the dark, and looked at the ghostly figure, a familiar feeling emerged in his heart.
correct!
The breath of the Promised Lord.
Thinking of this character, Feng Feiyun's heart tightened slightly. This is an extremely terrifying existence. A ghost claw clone can turn the world upside down. Is this its real body or a clone? If the real body comes, it will be terrible.
At this moment, a beautiful shadow appeared behind Feng Feiyun, it was Yao Ji.
She made a silent gesture, and when she raised her empty hand, an invisible and colorless pattern wrapped the two of them, covering up everyone's breath.