Not to mention that Qin Xiao and the elder had one mind, Feng Duwu took the golden scales and walked towards the stars and moons, and at the speed of a five-tailed luan bird, it took a full day to rush to the bank of the weak water river.

The weak water river is actually true to its name, just like the weak water of hell, the three thousand weak water presents a gloomy ink color, is it bubbling one by one, this water is said to be extremely corrosive. Even if the emperor cultivates in it for more than half an hour, he will be corroded and there is not even any scum left.

Holding the golden scales in his hand, Feng Duwu spread out his hand, and the golden scales flew away in the northwest direction, and the pill given by Qin Xiao under Feng Duwu's costume dodged into the space.

Qianxue has a box, and that box was found by Feng Duwu in the sorting space, and he hasn't opened it, and then because he turned to the codex and recorded that Qianxue put his private belongings in it, Feng Duwu didn't move, but at this moment Feng Duwu also had to move the box. Because there was a sigil in the box, Feng Duwu didn't have that cultivation to open at all, so he took out a bottle of medicine from the treasure shelf, opened the bottle and shook the powder out, and the powder was sprinkled on it.

After the box was corroded out of a hole, Feng Duwu immediately poured another medicinal powder, and the box stopped corroding, Feng Duwu stretched his hand down the hole and took out all the contents inside.

Inside there was a set of clothes, a bundled painting scroll, and a small gold gourd pendant. There is a chain of small tear-shaped beads resembling a blue crystal.

Feng Duwu opened the picture scroll, a white dress like snow, a green silk like ink, the lead is not stained by the stunning girl jumped on the paper, the girl was lying in a sea of three-color flowers, there were soft petals scattered in the sky, some playfully fell on her red lips as soft as the pink petals, she gently closed her eyes, her fingertips twisted a complete three-color flower and sniffed, the white gauze skirt spread out layer by layer, like the most dusty flower blooming, the whole person seemed to be shrouded in this layer of white light, making people reluctant to look away.

It's obviously a painting, I don't know if it's because the painting skills of the painter are too magical, and the qiē on the painting is too vivid, and the vivid one is like a qiē is really in front of you.

This is the first time Feng Duwu has seen Qianxue's true face, she used to pretend that Qianxue was covered with light gauze, because she didn't know what Qianxue looked like.

After looking at it for a while, Feng Duwu hung the scroll on the treasure shelf, and then took the Phantom Face Pill, but in the blink of an eye, she became the woman on the scroll, and then she took out the one taken out of the box and took out a set of clothes, which was obviously a thick stack, but it was as light as a cicada's wings in her hand, and she changed it layer by layer, combed her hair bun according to the memory of the original owner, hung the small golden gourd around her waist, and put on the bead chain word that was wiped, she walked to the edge of the spirit pond and lowered her head to reflect. or get rid of a person in the painting, but it's a pity that Qianxue in the painting forced her eyes and made her unable to see her demeanor.

As soon as she made a good move, she flashed out of the space, and the golden scales were waiting for her in front of her, and she quickly walked out of the end of the weak water river with the golden scales. At this time, it was dusk in the afternoon, Feng Duwu was going upstream from the lower reaches of the weak water river, standing below, she saw the man in red clothes flying in the wind with blood sitting cross-legged above, the halo of the afternoon hit down, enveloping him, so that the sun lost its color, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be reduced to a foil at that moment, because that person was so dazzling.

Looking at this appearance, Feng Duwu knew that he seemed to be injured, and he was healing with the Sunlight Spirit Yuan, and he was afraid that only her son could hurt him, but she didn't see any trace of her son around. She knew that Yan Ye must have noticed her approach, maybe she didn't have the slightest malice, so he continued to absorb the Sun Spirit Yuan as if he didn't know it.

At that moment, Feng Duwu felt so calm in her heart, so calm that she seemed to be really Qianxue, she couldn't help but be like that, and couldn't help but walk towards Yan Ye involuntarily. The footsteps were gentle, and the long skirt slowly cut through the soft grass.

She stood still in front of him.

The slender figure cast a shadow, the angle just right to cast her shadow on him. Perhaps because of this, even if he didn't seem to feel the danger, he opened his eyes coldly.

When the crimson ruby eyes met her, Feng Duwu clearly saw Yan Ye's beautiful mesmerizing pupils shrink, and then scrutiny, doubt, shock, and ecstasy flashed into his eyes one by one, and then it was overwhelmingly hot.

He bounced up and took Feng Duwu into his arms, and his iron arm tightly locked Feng Duwu, very hard and tight, strangling her bones painfully. She could clearly feel that Yan Ye was trembling, such a powerful and prohibitive man, at this moment, his body exuded a thick fear, and the inexplicable Feng Duwu's heart ached for a while.

She was able to clearly conclude that this was not her love, but the love of another person. Maybe it's because Qianxue's consciousness hasn't been exhausted yet. Anyway, since Qianxue is so obsessed with it, and she has benefited Qianxue a lot, it doesn't hurt to let her do it once at this moment.

"Qianqian, sue me, this is not a dream." I don't know how long it took for Yan Ye's beautiful voice to ring in Feng Duwu's ears, and Feng Duwu could hear the tremor and joy in his voice.

Feng Duwu didn't move, her face was expressionless, her eyes were unwavering, like a lifeless puppet standing there quietly, letting this invincible man hug her tightly. This is Feng Duwu's almost instinctive reaction, in fact, if there is no inexplicable instinct to dominate, Feng Duwu would not have such a reaction.

seemed to feel the numbness of Feng Duwu, Yan Ye's joy also precipitated a lot, he carefully pushed Feng Duwu away, his eyes swayed with endless soft waves, and stared at her deeply: "Qianqian, I'm looking for you, let's go back, we will never be separated again, okay?" ”

There was a hint of pleading in his tone, with a little caution, and it was completely impossible to imagine that he was the Tianhua Emperor who had been in shock for three days.

Feng Duwu's gaze remained motionless, looking back at him without any brilliance.

The gloom in her eyes was reflected in the scarlet pupils, swallowing up the brilliance of his eyes inch by inch, and he looked at her gloomily: "Qianqian, are you still complaining about me?" ”

Are you still complaining about me?

This unusually apprehensive and gentle light question made Feng Duwu's heart seem to be pierced by a sharp sword, and her face turned pale from pain.