Yan Ye was pushed away, and only then did he suddenly react, and lowered his hand with a faint face.

Feng Duwu couldn't understand where this man's inexplicable influence on her came from, so she instinctively wanted to stay away from this man: "If there is nothing else to do, it is really inconvenient for lonely men and widows, please drive it." ”

Yan Ye put the hand holding Feng Duwu behind him, and his fingertips were slightly closed: "It's not early, please spend the night with Miss Feng." ”

Feng Duwu was suddenly angry, she had already said that it was inconvenient for a lonely man and a widow, and this man could still say that he would stay overnight without changing his face? Besides, with his cultivation, where do you need to stay overnight?

"The little girl doesn't want to spend the night." Feng Duwu categorically refused, since she didn't understand the tactful words, then she would come directly.

"What if the deity insists on staying overnight?" Yan Ye's voice was very calm, but the strength that could not be refused was obvious.

"Respecting driving cultivation is profound, since you have already made up your mind to forcibly stay, why bother to say more?" Feng Duwu smiled coldly, and then flicked his sleeves, "Listen to your respect." ”

After speaking, Feng Duwu no longer glanced at Yan Ye, didn't even want the small flower pot in his hand, turned around and walked towards the house, the water sleeve flicked, and the door was tightly closed.

It had been hundreds of years since anyone had put on a face in front of him, Yan Ye couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows, and his gorgeous lips gently pulled an almost invisible arc. He didn't break in, but stood outside, turning around and looking at the almost destroyed Nine Palace Array below. The bright red wide sleeves swept across, and the colorful and sporadic brilliance fell, and the messy Nine Palace Array below quickly recovered.

Yan Ye stood there for a long time, letting the tireless wind blow through the long hair at the corners of his clothes. I don't know how long later, his hand stretched out from the delicate cuff, holding a verdant horizontal flute, holding the flute horizontally to his lips, the lip flap moved slightly, and a long and gently kneading song poured out, spreading with the wind.

Feng Duwu originally ran away from the secret passage because Yan Ye was not good, and she couldn't cultivate, so she simply lay down on the bed and prepared to sleep, and after she woke up, Yan Ye was gone. However, she was not sleepy, but after hearing the melodious sound of the flute, she fell asleep unconsciously.

Feng Duwu, who had not dreamed for a long time, had an extremely real dream at that time, which made her immersive, the dream was a three-color flower tree, the tree was flying with three-color flowers, and a three-color flower composed of pink blue, pink purple, and pink was the size of a peach blossom, but it was shaped like a plum blossom, fluttering in the wind. The petals are scattered, blue, purple, and pink, and the layers are so beautiful that people are fascinated.

A pair of feet embroidered with delicate and elegant patterns on soft silk walked slowly on soft petals, her feet seemed to be able to generate wind, fluttering lightly without stepping on a thick layer of petals out of a trace, and then with the hem of her skirt, the petals fluttered.

She trotted, sometimes stopping, and whenever she stopped, there was a moving and tactful voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley: "Ah Yan, come quickly, I'm here, if you can find me, I will reward you with my newly developed medicine, giggle......"

"Ah Yan, you are so stupid, I have used the same trick on you thousands of times, and you will still be fooled! Ah Yan, you are so stupid, if you don't have me, you will definitely be deceived and sold. ”

"Ah Yan, you actually carved my appearance behind my back, who allowed you to carve me rashly? Also, you have carved me so ugly, you beware that I will poison your hands! ”

"Ah Yan, three-color flowers, three-color flowers, it symbolizes the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn in the world, and it withers in winter, because no matter how beautiful he is, he is afraid of cold. Ah Yan, I'm also afraid of cold ......"

"Ah Yan, what if...... If one day, I can't be by your side, you must, you must forget me, I don't want you to die for me......"

"Ah Yan, actually...... Actually, I really, really can't leave you again......"

The coquettish laughter, but every word revealed a woman's love for a man carved into the bone marrow, the three-color flowers were still fluttering, Feng Duwu tried hard to raise her gaze, she wanted to see the woman's appearance, she wanted to think very much, but her sight seemed to be pressed with a thousand pounds, against such gravity, she finally lifted her strength to the woman's chest, and she only needed a little more to see the woman's true face.

It's a pity that she saw a perfectly curved chin, and a sword light flashed in front of her eyes, the cold sword sank into the woman's chest, and bright red blood splashed out, all spraying on Feng Duwu's sight, which scared Feng Duwu out of her dream.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" The little prince felt his mother's heartbeat and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Feng Duwu stretched out his hand and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, dodged into the space, and comforted his worried son: "My mother is fine, I just had a nightmare, you don't have to worry." ”

"Mother, you close your hearing, it's a dream." The little prince said to Feng Duwu, "Those who cultivate under him will sink into a dream when they listen to his songs, and if they struggle, they will explode and die." ”

Feng Duwu only felt that the cold wind was blowing, and her back soaked from nightmares was cold: "Mother knows, I won't be careless again." ”

The little prince wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed: "Mother, he broke in." ”

Feng Duwu rushed out of the space without thinking about it, and as soon as she sat up, the closed door was pushed open, and Yan Ye strode in with a cold face.

"What is the purpose of this?" Feng Duwu looked at Yan Ye with cold eyebrows.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Ye's eyes, and he stepped forward and grabbed Feng Duwu's wrist: "Say, why did you just disappear your breath!" ”

Yan Ye was outside, his divine sense locked on Feng Duwu's breath, and after Feng Duwu flashed into the space, he didn't realize it for a while because he was immersed in memories. Obviously, Feng Duwu's breath was still there when he came in, but the moment he stepped into the door, Feng Duwu was alive in front of his eyes.

Feng Duwu struggled, but did not break free from Yan Ye, so he said coldly: "I don't know what to say, please respect yourself!" ”

Seeing that Feng Duwu didn't say anything, Yan Ye's eyes swept around Feng Duwu's body like a scanner, and he didn't find anything unusual, so he slowly loosened the clamp on Feng Duwu: "You'd better not play tricks in front of the deity, otherwise you can't imagine the consequences." ”

Feng Duwu was also provoked: "It's really funny, you broke into my residence for no reason, and the dead skin and face haunted me, I have no grudge against you in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future." Why did you warn me? If you cultivate to a high level, you can ignore the reason and trample the dignity of others on the soles of your feet at will? I respect you for your cultivation, so I respect you everywhere, it doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you, it's a big deal to die, you can do it at any time! ”