Feng Qi was a little embarrassed when he was stuffed into the canopy of the awning boat, and his arms were propped up on the low table, so as to prevent him from lying on the table with half of his body.

Tonglai chuckled, and when Feng Qi looked over, he had already taken a glass of wine and sipped it lightly.

Mo Sanci felt that in fact, looking at it now, these two are quite a good match.

She had already sat back beside Feng Yi, carrying about the last half pot of plum wine, and poured a glass for Feng Qi.

The plum blossom wine is mellow and warms the entire canopy.

Feng Qi thanked him, didn't know what to say, and held the wine glass silently.

He didn't know what was going on outside the canopy, he only felt that the speed of the boat was getting faster and faster, and there was a slight shaking, and the wind and snow outside must be worse.

The canopy was very quiet, Tonglai had been sipping plum wine, and Mo Sanci was also drinking a little bit with a wine glass, as if he liked it very much.

Feng Qi sat opposite Feng Yi, and wanted to ask Feng Yi several times, whether the one outside was Feng Jiuming, but he didn't really ask, and he didn't even look at Feng Yi head-on.

Feng Yi sat in front of him, and it was okay to look up and ask, but there seemed to be some kind of pressure around him, forcing him, making him feel that it was difficult to even breathe.

Finally, after the canopy shook lightly again, he could no longer sit still, and suddenly got up and got out of the canopy.

The corners of Tonglai's mouth hooked up a smile, glanced at Mo Sanci, put down the wine glass in his hand, and asked, "What does Miss Mo want to do here?"

"Probably here for a drink. After Mo Sanci finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "This wine is so good." ”

Hearing Mo Sanci's strange answer, Tonglai frowned slightly, and then loosened it lightly, and she also got up and took out the canopy of the black boat.

The bow of the canopy boat was already cold, and there was a slight cool breeze wafting on the bow of the boat, and the wind was cold like ice thorns and ice blades, which made her feel pain all over her body.

Feng Jiuming was nowhere to be found, only Feng Qi was standing at the bow of the boat, staring at the wind and snow in front of him.

Tonglai's fingers drew a few strokes in the air, and those paintings oozes cold.

The moon-white light slowly seeped out from those paintings, brewing leisurely in the air, and slowly seeping into the wind and snow in front of him with the guidance of Tonglai.

The cold current went backwards, the ice and snow collided, Tonglai's fingers were still swirling in the air, and the layers of ice and snow in front of him were already bursting.

"Bang-"

There was a loud noise, but it didn't stir up the lake in the slightest, the corners of Tonglai's mouth oozed blood, her face was a little pale, she sat slowly, leaning on the side of the boat, losing her strength for a while, and her spiritual energy was also scattered and difficult to gather.

Feng Qi knew that Tonglai knew very well who caused the ice and snow, and she made a sudden move regardless of herself, so he didn't have to think much to guess who caused the snow and snow.

He looked at Tonglai fixedly: "Is it Yuesu?"

"You're smart this time. Tonglai wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth with the corner of her clothes, "the former Qingxiao goddess Yuesu ...... Like Feng Jiuming, she is also the most dazzling existence in our Qingxiao, but she practiced the forbidden technique and left Qingxiao after injuring Qingxiao for twenty-one...... I've been checking her whereabouts. ”

"So you found out what happened sixty-seven years ago?"

"Not bad. Tong Lai moved her body, her strength had begun to recover, and she said while gathering spiritual energy, "I believe in my judgment, he is Feng Jiuming." ”

Feng Qi looked at Tonglai, as if he wanted to find a convincing reason for this sentence on Tonglai's delicate face.

Tonglai pressed one hand on Feng Qi's face, Feng Qi didn't pay attention for a while, and was pushed down by Tonglai and sat on the boat.

"If he's not, why doesn't he answer your question?"

Before Feng Qi could finish pondering Tonglai's words, Feng Jiuming had already fallen from the ice and snow to the top of the canopy boat.

He sat casually, one hand hanging from the boat, the other resting on his bent knees, smiling and groaning.

That's right. ”

After Feng Qi received a definite answer, he had a stronger desire to explore other unknown things, but he abandoned the idea of asking Feng Jiuming and Tong Lai.

The paralysis acting on Tonglai's body has completely disappeared, Tonglai stood up, hugged his fists and said, "I wonder if the seniors can find Yuesu?"

"Nope. Feng Jiuming jumped down, "There are too." ”

Tonglai frowned, his face like frost: "Everywhere?"

"It's about balancing the cost of giving. The smile on his face was completely gone, "It's also her own choice." ”

"How long will this snow last?"

"Alas~" Feng Jiuming sighed helplessly, "I was about to ask." ”

He saw that Tonglai and Fengqi were looking into the canopy, and suddenly a tragic mood of a pawn rose.

"This is the art industry has a specialization. He left a sentence and stepped into the canopy.

Tonglai and Feng Qi inexplicably dissipated the nervousness in their hearts because of this sentence, and they also followed Feng Jiuming into the canopy.

The smell of plum and wine on the canopy was warm, and a lamp hanging from the roof of the boat shone an orange-red halo, and the five of them gathered around the low table, which seemed a little crowded.

"Why can you be so calm as the lake below?" Feng Jiuming felt that he asked directly in front of the junior, how to say that he had just finished showing off, and he couldn't just plant it.

"I see you're busy, I don't want to bother you. ”

Feng Jiuming didn't want to talk to Feng Yi, and when he talked to Feng Yi, he felt that he had to be on guard all the time to see something by Feng Yi. Because "Feng Yi is a terrible god who can't read minds, and is better than mind-reading."

Thinking of Hongling's evaluation, Feng Jiuming couldn't help laughing, but when he saw that Tonglai and Feng Qi were looking at him, and even Mo Sanci was looking at him with a sense of insurrection, he immediately straightened his expression, scratched his hair and looked upward.

After a while, when the three juniors all retracted their gaze, they asked Feng Yi: "How can we say that we have been friends for so long, I won't ink, do you see how this wind and snow should stop?"

Feng Yi didn't answer, and asked Feng Jiuming: "What do you want to do?"

"You should know. Feng Jiuming knocked on the awning boat, "Why do you think I took out the awning boat?"

He raised his eyes to Shang Fengyi's eyes, and under the messy hair, a pair of eyes were already dyed with frost and cold, and they were the same as the two of them just now: "You have disappeared for almost a thousand years, and you haven't seen that time."

"Sixty-seven years ago, if I hadn't set a fire, the entire Yizhou would have been sacrificed to a broken sword.

"You know how many creatures I killed with that fire? The creatures that didn't escape from the entire Withered Leaf Forest...... There are also countless flowers and trees......

"They did nothing wrong, but they were forced to take it all on...... The only thing I can do for them is to let them go without pain, but how can I decide whether they live or die?

"They were under that fire, and they were reduced to ashes...... Gone ...... smoke"

He said in a much lower tone: "You don't know, how do you know?...... Even if I was forced to face a choice, it was all my choice.

"I don't believe that if this matter is known to others, there will be many innocent people involved, so I chose to set that fire...... I never regret it, and I don't think it's a mistake. ”