Dead leaf forest.

Mo Sanci was brought into the dead leaf forest by Fengyi, and when he landed, he saw his eyes full of grayness, lifelessness, and coldness.

Originally, when I looked at it from a distance, there was a dead forest, with the desolation and melancholy of a winter forest, but it was still standing tall, and the roots and branches were full of tenacious vitality.

But now when you look closely, there is only decay and decay.

Under his feet is a mixture of dead leaves and flying snow, which makes a cracking sound when you step on it, and the flying snow seems to be unable to stop until the forest is buried.

In the snow-covered forest of dead leaves, Mo Sanci followed behind Feng Yi, and in the distance in front of her, there was a large lake, and she didn't see the end at first sight.

The snow fell, but the lake did not move.

Snowflakes seem to be swallowed up by a lake, and when they are swallowed, everything is still.

There seems to be a dark and bottomless abyss beneath the surface of the lake, and the lake seems to be just a misjudgment brought about by the eyes.

Suddenly, there were ripples in the lake, and Mo Sanci looked farther away, only to see a canopy boat slowly swinging over.

The awning boat has a black and thick hull, looking stable and indestructible.

A man in tattered clothes, with his hair and beard disheveled and unable to see his full face, was lazily half-lying in the boat, drinking from a flask.

After taking a sip of wine, he flicked his sleeves, and the awning boat stopped. Still as a mountain.

The man sat up and waved to Feng Yi.

Mo Sanci followed Fengyi to the awning boat, the cold of the ice and snow was deep, but it did not penetrate into the awning boat for a single bit.

The man scratched his hair: "Just sit down, it's such a small place." ”

Feng Yi sat opposite the man, and Mo Sanci sat next to Feng Yi and at the corner of the table.

From a distance, it looks like a sloppy old beggar, and up close it looks like a raunchy, but he loves a clean man.

"This is Feng Jiuming. Feng Yi introduced.

Originally, there were some speculations, but Mo Sanci was not surprised.

Feng Jiuming's face was very smiling when he was exposed outside: "What is the name of the little girl?

"Don't say anything. "Only one name was answered.

Feng Jiuming was a little disappointed, took the wine glass on the table, slapped open a jar of wine and poured some of it, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came out of the wine.

"A little phoenix came in too. He drank all the wine in the cup, sighed "good wine" and said, "The ice and snow are cold, with his current ability, I'm afraid it won't last long." ”

He lifted the jar and poured it into the empty flask on the table: "I'll go meet him first, and we'll talk about the old days when we get back." ”

With that, he disappeared from the canopy boat, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the dead leaf forest.

Feng Qi looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked coldly, "Who are you!?"

Feng Jiuming shook the wine jug in his hand: "Little Phoenix, you better go back quickly, go back at this time, you can still find your way back, and you can go back safely." ”

Feng Qi's tone was already less cold: "Who are you?"

Feng Jiuming smiled: "Is it so important who I am?

"Since the seniors don't want to be named, the juniors don't bother much, I just want to let the juniors know ......"

Before Feng Qi finished the last sentence, "What the hell is going on here", Feng Jiuming's breath had changed.

Sharp and scorching thorns, Feng Qi was startled, thinking that Feng Jiuming was going to make a move on him, but before he could fight back, he saw a lot of white qi flying around in front of him.

The white gas has the smell of wine and the fragrance of plum blossoms.

The smell carried a warmth, starting from the sense of smell, flowing into Fengqi's blood, directly dispelling the chill of Fengqi's body.

The fragrance of plum wine fills the forest, and the dead leaves move slightly.

Feng Qi came to his senses and was very surprised: he got lost after entering the dead leaf forest, and under the snow, a chill slowly invaded his body, and he used spiritual energy to resist, but he could only slow down the pace of the cold, and now the chill was all dispersed.

"Senior ......" Feng Qi was just about to ask what was going on, Feng Jiuming had already turned around and flew up to the treetops, as if chasing something.

Feng Qi only paused and followed, but he couldn't find any trace of Feng Jiuming, so he had to find a direction casually by feeling.

Feng Jiuming chased after a wisp of cold aura, stopped after five or six breaths, and flew back to Skull Lake.

"This will have to wait a little longer. He landed on the bow of the awning boat, looked at the snow and fallen leaves, and sighed softly.

"Plum wine is only three inches warm, why don't you listen to persuasion?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the dozens of jars of wine on the boat, waved his hand, and the jars were thrown into the lake, and immediately, the plum wine turned white and disappeared from the lake.

The air was full of plum blossoms and the fragrance of wine, and they passed through the layers of dead trees to Fengqi's side.

The faint smell made Feng Qi, who was walking indiscriminately, stop, and he carefully identified the direction from which the smell came from, and went straight away.

Feng Qi passed through several dead trees and came to the edge of Skull Lake.

On the lake, a canopy boat was moving slowly, and the man standing on the bow of the awning boat was just now.

Feng Jiuming moved forward with the canopy boat, only glancing at Feng Qi by the lake.

The four eyes were facing each other, and as soon as they slid by, Feng Qi flew up with spiritual energy and landed steadily on the canopy boat, which was still moving smoothly, shaking for a minute.

Feng Jiuming didn't give Feng Qi a single look, only staring at the distance of the lake.

"I don't know why the young master of Fengqi is driving, why did he move this awning boat?" There was a young girl on the top of the awning boat, with bright teeth and green silk, delicate and charming, it was Tonglai.

"Miss Tonglai is here, what do you think?"

Tonglai chuckled and landed beside Feng Qi, and the bow of the boat was a little crowded for a while.

"It's important to do it. ”

After that, she bowed to Feng Jiuming: "Dare to ask the seniors but Feng Jiuming?"

Feng Jiuming was silent, his eyes faded, but no one noticed it when he hid it under his hair.

The canopy boat was still moving slowly, rippling in circles with water lines.

Feng Qi's look of surprise was fixed on his face.

Feng Jiuming used to be the most dazzling starlight of their Yizhou Phoenix clan.

"Are you really Feng Jiuming!?"

Before he could wait for Feng Jiuming to answer, there was a flash of cold light, and it hit the bow of the boat with sharp force, the canopy boat shook slightly, and the cold light fell into the lake, as if it had never appeared.

There are no ripples in the lake except for the ripples brought by the canopy boats.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and the ice and snow fell wantonly, as if to push the canopy to the shore, but the awning boat was still moving steadily, and the ice and snow did not fall on the awning boat at all.

"Come in and sit. ”

Mo Sanci poked his head out and looked at Feng Qi and Tong Lai, and Feng Qi and Tong Lai realized that there were other people in the canopy boat.

Tonglai knew Mo Sanci, so he didn't hesitate and entered the canopy cabin.

Feng Qi looked at Feng Jiuming, waiting for him to answer.

Feng Jiuming didn't squint, he kept treating Feng Qi as air, and when the two were deadlocked, suddenly, Feng Jiuming reached out and pressed Feng Qi's shoulder, pushing Feng Qi into the canopy cabin.

A cold light swept in front of Feng Qi's eyes, and was blocked back by Feng Jiuming's other hand.

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