Jiang Nanjun fell into the illusory Compassion Pavilion, and actually saw Feng Ni in the garden. When the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info touched her beautiful eyes with affection, he seemed to be drained of his soul, and walked towards her like a zombie.

But just when it was about to reach her, Yin Yanjian suddenly slammed into a sword, the sound of the sword was not loud, but it was clear and agitated, both of them were shocked, Jiang Nanjun was even more awakened from the nightmare, and immediately dodged back, Feng Nie saw it, disappointed, and hurriedly rushed forward.

"Zimo, what's wrong with you? I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you want me? You said that you regretted being ruthless to me in front of the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb, said that you would never hurt me again, and swore that you would use the rest of your life to compensate me, could it be that you forgot your promise so quickly?"

Seeing that she could pull his sleeve, but he flashed away in an instant, she cried aggrievedly.

Jiang Nanjun's blank brain was impacted by the sound of the sword, and suddenly fell into chaos, as if someone had reached out a brush in front of him, brushing the world into a haze, only her tearful eyes were clearly visible.

He had already woken up at this moment, knowing that just now, he had almost fallen into the abyss due to distraction. The Feng Ni in front of him is just a phantom, and the result of hugging her will be that he will fall down endlessly, until he is finally shattered, and he can no longer leave the dry well.

Reason ordered him to shout out these thoughts, and she was able to break the illusion in one fell swoop, but his heart was tied up by feelings, and he always emphasized to his brain that even if Feng Nie was just a phantom, he was the only love of his life, and he couldn't hurt her like in the past.

The scene in the Compassion Pavilion is at a stalemate, if it continues, Feng Nie will definitely take action, once he really contacts her, he is afraid that even the spirit sword will not be able to save him.

Sure enough, when the two of them didn't look at each other for a long time, the sound of the wooden wheel of the bamboo chair sounded again, and it became louder and louder, so big that it could overshadow the sound of Yin Yan's sword, and maybe in the next second, he would lose the opportunity to escape forever.

In order to subdue Nangong Xiang, in order to reunite with the real Fengni after the war, he warned himself that he must not give up, so he closed his eyes fiercely, and the wave of voice broke through his throat and erupted between his lips: "You are fake! All this, it's all fake!"

"No--"

When the word "fake" came out, Feng Ni's desperate scream came from his ears, the "creaking" sound of the wooden wheel also stopped abruptly, and Qing Yue's sword resounded again.

After calming down, Jiang Nanjun calmly opened his eyes and saw that Feng Nie was already sitting on a bamboo chair and retreating under the peach blossom tree. She stopped crying and just looked at him with a smirk.

"Jiang Nan Zimo, you negative man! You lie to me, you have been deceiving me all along!"

"I'm not a negative person, I'm willing to love you for the rest of my life!"

This sentence exploded in his heart, and he almost blurted it out, but he was stopped by the returned reason in time, and replaced it with another answer: "I didn't lie to you, you lied to me." What I love is the real Fengni, not your shadow. You'd better disappear from front of me quickly, or don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

Even in the face of the fake Fengni, he couldn't imagine that he could be so ruthless. These words broke his heart, and this heartbreak came from the real him, and it had nothing to do with Nangong Xiang's illusion.

Feng Nie's phoenix eyes stared at his face, seeing that his eyes softened, he lost no time in taking advantage of the void, turning his anger into a pitiful pleading, and said with a crying voice: "Zimo, you are not a ruthless person, I know that all this is a misunderstanding! You believe me, I am not a phantom, I am really the Feng'er you think about day and night, I don't believe you come to touch me, feel my body temperature, my heartbeat, is it okay? I beg you, just try it!"

Jiang Nanjun's head was aching faintly again, why didn't he want to try it again? He just wanted to take her into his arms and never let go.