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"What are you talking about?"

Jiang Fei's clear eyes flickered, his expression was confused, and he looked at the golden figure of the wise and martial arts in front of him, and felt a little uncertain.

The face of the golden figure is not real, and even the distance is ethereal.

Regardless of whether Jiang Fei moved his position or not, he always stood less than a foot in front of him.

This distance is like a vast and endless world.

The golden figure seemed to be watching Jiang Fei, although he couldn't see his eyes, Jiang Fei always felt a mysterious aura watching him.

This mysterious aura can't be said, but there is only this golden figure around, it's not him, who else can it be?

There was a faint sound of someone talking in my ears, but I couldn't really hear it.

The murmuring of near and far made Jiang Fei feel that sometimes he was real, and sometimes he felt like a world away.

It's like being in the fog of the mountains, you can't see the path you walked when you came, and you can't figure out the blurry things ahead.

What's going on?

Jiang Fei had mixed feelings, lowered his brows, and when he drew his sword and looked around, he was at a loss in his heart.

All around was a golden glow.

There is no golden light as far as the eye can see.

There was only this golden figure in front of me.

A motionless golden figure.

Jiang Fei kept shaking his head, trying to expel the hesitation that was tightly haunting him.

He had never encountered such a bizarre scene.

I vaguely remember that I was running the Heavenly Sword Nine Formation with my sect brothers, fighting against different armies on the battlefield.

How did you suddenly wake up in this boundless place!

"Why is this happening?"

Jiang Fei raised his head to the sky and roared, clenched his fists, and let out a helpless cry that had been held back for a long time.

He couldn't remember how long he had been in this strange golden world.

It seems that a long life has passed, and it seems that it has not yet begun to come to the world.

Everything here is so weird, it feels real, but it's unreal.

If it's a dream, there should be a time to wake up.

If it's an illusion, there should be an end.

There's no end in sight to everything here!

Jiang Fei covered his head in pain, only to feel a sharp pain coming from the spiritual platform, as if it was about to tear his soul apart.

He didn't notice that the golden brilliance flying in the sea of qi had quietly transformed, and it was vaguely majestic......

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"Are you awake?"

The clear and tactful voice is refreshing.

Jiang Fei opened his eyes dimly, Murong Feiqing sat on the side of the bed, and her elegant and demure smile gradually became clear.

The defects in Jiang Fei's heart were repaired in an instant, and there was an incomparably warm smile on his lips.

"Brother Fei, are you better?"

Murong Fei's graceful eyes were misty, full of concern, and he lightly opened his pink lips.

Jiang Fei only felt his heart fluttering, comfortable and happy, and stretched his eyebrows very comfortably, and said, "It's much better, Feiqing, when did you come over?"

"When I heard that my brother Fei was unconscious, I was so anxious that I could not care about any cultivation and trials, so I came over without stopping. Murong Feiqing frowned slightly, shook her head lightly when she spoke, and the crystal earrings under her temples swayed, fainting out of the weak appearance of a young girl who was worried about her stomach when she was in a hurry.

"Fei Qing, I'm worried about you. I ......"

Jiang Fei was about to say something unbearable guilty, but before he could say it, he felt a soft and moist cool touch on his mouth.

Jiang Feiru was shocked, and the crisp and refreshing feeling permeated his whole body.

Let him forget everything and not be able to help himself.

Murong Feiqing gently moved her lips away, her face turned crimson, and she said shyly: "I am already satisfied to see that my brother is safe and sound, so don't say anything sentimental." ”

Jiang Fei's heart warmed, and he tried to hold Murong Feiqing's hand, but the place where he touched it was nothingness, and there was no delicate and silky touch as expected.

He was shocked and unwilling, and continued to wave his hand to grab it, but Murong Feiqing still maintained an elegant and graceful smile, which was close in front of him, but he couldn't make contact.

Jiang Fei refused to give up, and kept waving his hand to grab it, Murong Feiqing's elegant smile was getting lighter and lighter, gradually becoming thinner, almost transparent.

How so?

Jiang Fei felt extremely frightened, this almost unreachable feeling was like a sharp blade, instantly piercing the soft warmth that had just been full in his heart, and then cutting it into pieces little by little.

The stinging pain in his heart made him feel unable to breathe, but he was helpless, and the Qingwan girl in front of him gradually became illusory and drifted away with the wind.

Like a wisp of smoke.

......

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"Are you awake?"

With a pleasant and moving girl's voice in his ears, Jiang Fei's painful consciousness was finally relieved, and he returned to his body from an unknown place.

He opened his bright eyes and was greeted with a delicate smile that was as bright as spring in a hundred miles of autumn.

"You're finally awake, I've been taking care of you for a long time. Baili Yingqiu's big eyes flashed, and he couldn't hide his joy.

Jiang Fei was a little dazed, and looked around, and his eyes were full of desolate and tight gray stones, which made people feel depressed and extremely dull.

Suddenly, some slightly dazzling light flickered in the corner of Jiang Fei's eyes, his mind was shaken, he stood up, and walked towards the light, and what caught his eyes was a depressed scene: messy trees, muddy water flowing indiscriminately, and a gray and gloomy sky.

"Why, don't you recognize this place?"

Baili Hongsheng walked out from the side, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The flood did not wash away Jiang Fei's memory, of course he recognized that this was the mountain forest that was once stationed with the dynasty's army.

Jiang Fei was puzzled by how when he was fighting against a different army, there was suddenly a big water rushing down from the top of the mountain.

It was precisely because of this unknown flood that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Zhao Teng's subordinates were all washed upside down, and the meat and vegetables flowed with the waves.

In a coma, Jiang Fei vaguely remembered that he had a dream, but he couldn't remember what he dreamed of.

He shook his head, simply stopped thinking about it, turned around, smiled indifferently at Baili Yingqiu, and said, "Thank you for taking care of you." ”

Baili Yingqiu's bright eyes were suddenly full of intoxicated smiles, and he bowed his head forgetfully.

If you want to say how Baili Yingqiu could meet Jiang Fei, you have to start from when the water rushes to the mountain.

At that time, the disciples of Yuantong Palace were struggling to extinguish the fire, and suddenly a huge torrent rushed down from the top of the mountain, and it was slapped down with a bang.

Lian Yunxiang immediately made a decision and quickly ordered his disciples to dodge.

Therefore, Baili Hongsheng took Baili Yingqiu to quickly avoid the torrent and found a cave to drill into.

It is also the cave where everyone is at this time.

Later, after the momentum of the water weakened, Baili Hongsheng and Baili Yingqiu went out to find their lost comrades.

Coincidentally, among the thick branches of a tree, Jiang Fei was found unconscious.

After that, he was taken back to the cave and taken care of by Baili Yingqiu until he woke up.

"This water is raging, and the dynasty army will not know about it?" Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered and he asked.

Baili Hongsheng raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Of course I know, as expected, the water should be caused by them." ”

"I see. ”

Jiang Fei nodded secretly, and after thinking about it for a while, he roughly understood the intentions of the dynasty's army.

At that time, the foreign army set fire to the mountain, and the fire was raging, and the imperial army had to send troops to stop it, and the foreign army took advantage of the weakness to enter and went straight to the camp on the top of the mountain to launch a surprise attack.

Without the help of this great water, although the army of the dynasty and the disciples of the various sects would not have fallen to the point where they had no power to resist, they would not have been able to avoid heavy losses.

Compared with the two, it is far from being as simple as being in a coma.

This is not a clever approach, but it is also an emergency response strategy.

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Under the cliff, bluestones are piled up.

Sting!

Thunder and lightning pierced the sky, making an arrogant sound that fluctuated and undulated.

Qingyu apricot eyes are hazy, eyelashes are rhythmic, and dense dark clouds are in full view.

The thunderbolt was stuck in the crack between the stones, standing upright, and the electric light on the gun had long since disappeared.

Like its pale owner sitting on the ground, it has long lost its vigor.

Qingyu flew to a high place when the water rushed to the mountain, and looking at the Zhao Teng troops on the top of the mountain, she was moved by compassion.

At the beginning, she was the first to lose Zhao Teng.

Now, it's time to pay it back.

With a thought, Qingyu flew to the top of the mountain, stopped in a relatively gentle place, experienced the flow of people, and finally saw Zhao Teng's unconscious figure after misidentifying many soldiers who went down the river.

Qingyu grabbed him and took him to the edge of this cliff.

Zhao Teng's eyes were silent, and he asked, "Why do you want to save me?"

Qingyu looked forward to it, and said in a clear voice: "I owe you something, and it is natural to save you. ”

"If you know how to be indebted, you shouldn't abandon me, let alone the survival of your Xuanji country!"

"Everything is a thing of the past, why are you clinging to it?"

Zhao Teng's angry eyes were still weak, and he couldn't move Qingyu.

Perhaps, apart from kendo, there is nothing that can move her anymore.

"There's no past, it's just that you don't care!"

"I don't care, why should I save you. ”

Qingyu stared at the fog in her eyes, turned her head slightly, and looked at the sky covered with thunderclouds.

"Do you care about making up for your debts?"

Zhao Teng disagreed, and asked in a deep voice.

Whether it counts or not, only Qingyu knows it in her heart.

"Stop thinking about revenge and cherish yourself. ”

Qing Yu smiled back, and flew away.

Thunderclouds and lightning flashes are staggered.

The ethereal figure of her departing seemed so otherworldly, but it gradually became insignificant, and only a little bit was left.

Zhao Teng's eyes were deep, and in front of him was a delicate bride with a phoenix crown in red and red lips.

Her smile and smile are so moving, looking forward to the brilliance, the wind is swaying, and unconsciously, she has already captured Zhao Teng's soul.

He fought half-frantically, and picked up his wine glass in a daze, and drank with her.

She smiled before she spoke, and her slender jade hand stretched out from the delicate beauty of Qiluo's red sleeves, holding the golden wine bottle, and softly persuaded him to have another glass.

Glass after glass of intoxication poured into his chest, and her picturesque smile never made him feel the slightest sense of repetition.

It wasn't until he got drunk and fell asleep on the wine table in the cave that he saw her smile at the last turn of the day.

This smile is the same as back then.

The same lightness, the same beauty......