Jiang Nanjun went down to the bottom of the dry well, bent on opening the underground waterway to find the entrance to the Tianyi base, who expected to be attacked by a sense of tiredness, and when he rested with luck, when he opened his eyes again, he stood in the mercy pavilion of the Jiangnan family. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Needless to say, this must be an illusion cast by Nangong Xiang. If he can't get out, he will be imprisoned by this illusory Jiangnan family in the future, and he will no longer be able to prevent the destruction of the world.

He didn't dare to continue to touch the scene and nostalgia for the past, otherwise he would fall deeper and deeper into the illusion until his willpower was lost.

He also understands that the power of illusion lies in attacking the heart, deliberately using the most sensitive things to arouse people's inner demons. And to fight against the demons, swords and hard skills are useless, the only thing that can work is a powerful spiritual power - no matter what happens, turn a blind eye, not be affected by the demons, and rush out while your mind is still clear.

With his sword in hand, he galloped to the moon gate in the garden, and was about to stride outward, when he heard someone talking behind him. The voice, both crisp and beautiful, was like a silver bell blown by the wind, stirring his heart into waves.

The owner of the voice seemed to be instructing his subordinates, "Fu An Fu Yong, a few potted plants over there are very messy, you go and move them quickly." Zimo loves tidiness the most, and he must be upset when he comes back. ”

"Feng'er...... This is Feng'er's voice!" He froze suddenly, Yin Yan Sword almost let go, and the steps he took were also retracted, and he turned around and looked behind him stupidly.

Feng Nie was so badly injured by the sea snake, if it weren't for Mangtou Ying's timely message, I am afraid that he would have left him long ago. In order to atone for Yunqing's sins, as soon as she was out of danger, he left the Jiangnan family and went to Mobei, never meeting her again.

From the day he sat in front of the Tanglin Gate, until now, he has been in the barracks every day, and after such a long time, as long as he closes his eyes, he will see her.

This thought is too heavy, sometimes he can't bear it, and he can't wait to ask Cang'er to drive him home, even if he doesn't enter the door, just stand far away and look at her. But every time he struggled to the end, he still pressed the impulse for the sake of the overall situation, until this wish was buried deeper and deeper.

However, at this moment, this person who has always haunted him is behind him, with him in the Compassion Pavilion, probably as long as he returns to the peach blossom tree, he can reunite with her, and then embrace her into his arms......!

was entangled by fierce desires, and there was a cry of surprise behind him, "Zimo, me...... Am I dreaming?"

He was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, and didn't know when, he left the moon cave gate again and walked back to the stone table. This time, Feng Ni was added to those familiar scenes, and she was sitting in a bamboo chair with two wooden wheels, staring at him widely.

After a desperate struggle with death, she has faded the golden phoenix brilliance, the long phoenix tail is gone, and what she is wearing is no longer a colorful golden silk dress, but a monofilament Luo pleated skirt with Yunying purple.

A hundred years later, when he met her at the temple fair, wasn't she wearing the costume of this mortal woman? A hundred years later, when she returned to her roots, she not only did not lose the beauty of the year, but also added a mature charm, which made him feel embarrassed at a glance.

"Zimo, you're finally back......! I miss you so much......" Feng Nieming's eyes flashed with tears, but instead of pushing the bamboo chair towards him, he stretched out his arms and waited for him to go over and hug.

He approached her step by step, his eyes scattered, and there was no other thought in his mind except hugging her and kissing her.

But when she got closer, she had reached out and touched, and the Yin Yan sword held in her right hand trembled violently, and let out a clear sword sound.