Feng Aotian saw him leaning back, his black hair was not tied up high, but loosely tied with a pink brocade ribbon, his face was sickly, his eyebrows were frowning, there was an indelible sadness between his eyebrows, his thin lips were slightly pursed, he was holding a scroll in one hand, holding a silk handkerchief in the other hand to cover the corners of his mouth, and occasionally coughing a few times, but he looked even weaker.

Her steps were extremely light, and she didn't know when she was already standing beside him, approaching him slightly, raising her hand, taking the scroll in his hand, tilting her head, and looking at him with a smile, "Now that I'm sick, it's not good to rest." ”

Then he closed the scroll and put it in one place, his movements were very familiar, he sat down suddenly, and gathered the brocade quilt, when Yi Mu was stunned, her palm had covered his forehead, slightly cool, lowered his head, took the pulse, frowned, and said, "Why is it not good?" ”

Yi Mu naturally withdrew his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, hid all his emotions, and just bowed his head slightly, "See the emperor!" ”

Feng Aotian looked at him deliberately avoiding herself, she smiled lightly, and saw that the knife marks on his wrist had been bandaged, but they were not broken, but she just said lightly, "Father-in-law didn't prescribe medicine to you?" ”

"It's open, the minister has been weak since he was a child, but he needs to be slowly adjusted." Yi Mu said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian listened to his salty words, his eyes sank, "How can you not cherish your body so much?" ”

Yi Mu listened to her somewhat low tone, his mind trembled, raised his eyes, met her cold eyes, and couldn't help coughing, "Ahem......"

Feng Aotian raised his hand, suddenly took him into his arms, patted his back, Yi Mu was caught off guard and leaned on her arms, covering his lips with a silk handkerchief with one hand, coughing in a low voice, but the other hand was placed on her waist, but he was also at a loss.

After a long while, Yi Mu finally stopped coughing, Feng Aotian let go of him, let him lean back on, and said in a low voice, "Ye said something wrong?" ”

Yi Mu shook his head, "The minister will take good care of his body." ”

Feng Aotian raised his hand, held his hand in his palm, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the cinnabar mole?" ”

Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at the fingers that were carefully held in the palm of her hand, curled up slightly irrepressibly, he felt a pain in his heart, and pursed his lips slightly, "Ankles." ”

Feng Aotian leaned over slightly, lifted the corner of the brocade quilt, revealing his jade feet, she lifted the hem of her trousers, and saw the eye-catching cinnabar mole at her ankle, she leaned over, stroked the red cinnabar, lowered her head, and printed a shallow kiss.

Yi Mu shrank back unnaturally, the corners of his eyes were a little sour, he didn't dare to shed tears, he just stiffened and sat down.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "These days, the master has neglected you. ”

Yi Mu's heart was pinched by her words, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "The minister is very good." ”

Feng Aotian sighed faintly, "It's not good, it's only after the master has tested it." ”

As she spoke, she had already deceived herself, Yi Mu raised her eyes and looked at her in dismay, obviously a little cramped, perhaps, such a hug, such an intimate gesture, for him, was too far away.

She looked at him with wide eyes, a pair of slightly sad eyes, looking at her a little panicked, the corners of her mouth hooked, lowered her head, kissed his lips, her lips and teeth were filled with a strong smell of medicine, with a hint of bitterness, but there was a kind of sweetness.

Yi Mu couldn't bear it a little, his hands grabbed her shoulders irrepressibly, he tilted his head slightly, and in her gentle kiss, he almost threw away his armor and took off all his defenses.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a flushed face, and left with some nostalgia, pointing his fingertips at the tip of his nose, "It still needs to be taken care of." ”

Yi Mu was puzzled by Feng Aotian's behavior, if it was ordinary, she would definitely not treat him like this, so what made her change? Could it be that the cat father-in-law gave her too much blow?

Feng Aotian covered his scrutinizing gaze with both hands and took him into his arms, but he felt that he was very light, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, "When you have lost, you know what is the most valuable." ”

Yi Mu is a clear-minded person, just because he sees too clearly, he is a mediocre person, he knows the meaning of her words, she wants to cherish the person in front of her now, but he, the person in front of him, is not worthy of her cherishing, there are some things, he can't repeat the mistakes of the past, he can't be too selfish.

However, such a hug made him powerless to push away, he just didn't say a word, quietly leaned on her arms, and he now knew that it was good to have him in her heart, although it was not love.

After Feng Aotian came out of Meixiang Palace, the sky was getting darker, she looked up, looking at the brightest stars in the night sky, as if she saw the person in the deepest part of her heart, he was also looking at her at the moment.

She walked towards the emperor's dormitory, the meteor was lying on the soft couch bored, and when she saw her entering, she couldn't wait to get up and rushed to her, "Holy Lord, do you want to leave now?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then sat down, took a sip of tea, and led him to the Wind Clan.

Mu Hanjin waited for her arrival every day, this was already a habit, and today, seeing that the sky was already dark, he leaned on the bed with some disappointment, and the longing became deeper and deeper.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt the familiar aura, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw her slowly walking towards him, he smiled lightly, and just watched her slowly approach.

Feng Aotian walked forward step by step, until she stood in front of him, she just looked at him quietly and didn't say a word.

Mu Hanjin sat up, stretched out her hand, and held her somewhat cold hand in her palm, "Your Majesty, there are ministers." ”

Feng Aotian smiled with his eyebrows, took him into his arms, lowered his head, and hugged him tightly, yes, he was there, "Don't leave the master." ”

"The minister will not leave a single step." Mu Hanjin leaned on her arms, feeling her somewhat undulating heartbeat, his heart hurt hard, he would rather be in pain than see her hurt a little.

Meteor very consciously went to find the dog alone, under the moonlight, his small figure ran very fast, and in an instant, he landed next to the dog, looking at the black dog in front of him, he was half-squatting in front of it, and it closed its eyes and didn't look at it at all.

Meteor put his hands on his chin and tilted his head, "You know what? The cat father-in-law is gone, and the holy lord is very sad. ”

The divine dog listened to the meteor's words, and then opened his eyes and looked at him, meaning, "Who is the cat father?" ”

"A cat is a cat father." Meteor didn't want to say more, and as soon as he mentioned these three words, he had the urge to cry.

The divine dog listened to his answer, which was equivalent to not saying anything, and then turned his head away from him.

Meteor watched as the Divine Dog ignored him once again, and he continued to talk to himself, talking about being with the little white snake.

The divine dog listened to it without a match, obviously a little disgusted by the chatter of the meteor, after all, it has been quiet for all these years, at this time, it has rested early, and suddenly a nagging ghost appeared, it has an urge to slap him away with a palm, but, given its good cultivation, it still can't help it.

Meteor didn't think so, he felt that he was very lonely now, the cat father-in-law was not there, Xing Wuyun also went out, the Holy Lord was also very busy, everyone else was busy, and he was the only one who was very sad and sad, so he needed to vent, and now, it was hard to find one, how could he let it go, once he said it, he would have already thrown the matter of the last time the divine dog tricked him out of the clouds.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin hugged each other, she kissed him affectionately, as if she wanted to crush him into her arms, she just wanted to find some comfort.

Mu Hanjin's body has recovered a lot over the past few days, but she is still weak, and it is obviously a little difficult to be tossed by Feng Aotian like this, but he knows that only in this way will her heart feel better.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him in disheveled clothes, panting lowly, his face was ruddy, his lips were shining with a lustrous luster, and he finally had some flesh on his body, unlike the skinny of those days.

She carefully took him into her arms, just wanting to cherish him so much, when did she become so vulnerable?

They just snuggled up to each other like this, and I don't know how long it took, Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her with a light smile, "Your Majesty, it's time to go back, it's late at night now." ”

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, a little attached to his breath, sniffed his neck, and hugged his hands unnaturally, "Now that I have learned to drive my master away?" ”

Mu Hanjin chuckled, "The emperor will go back to rest earlier, and Ming'er will go to the early court." ”

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You are sensible and considerate." ”

He didn't want to imprison her firmly in his arms, and he didn't want her to accompany him all the time, but he knew that when he hadn't completely untied the love spell and stood by her side in a good manner, he could only reluctantly let her go back, and she could only bear too much now.

Feng Aotian naturally understood Mu Hanjin's thoughts, he was feeling sorry for her, so faint concern made her heart warm, bowed her head, kissed him again, and reluctantly let him go, "Tomorrow the master will come to see you again." ”

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded lightly, watching her leave, he always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he just hoped that when she inadvertently turned around, he would always see his smile.

Feng Aotian stepped out of the house, the meteor had already sensed it, and he stood outside with the divine dog.

Feng Aotian leaned over and touched the head of the divine dog, "It looks like you haven't woken up yet." ”

The divine dog nodded weakly, and suddenly a noisy person next to him disturbed its dream, and it was strange that it could wake up.

Feng Aotian read the meaning in the eyes of the divine dog, turned his eyes, looked at the meteor, and saw that he was radiant, obviously, he vented all the unhappiness in his heart, but he was happy, but the divine dog was not happy.

She chuckled and returned to the palace with the meteor and the divine dog, "Master go to the Floating Dream Palace, you and the divine dog can rest here." ”

"Holy Lord, you don't care about the meteor anymore?" Meteor stepped forward and tugged at her sleeve robe, looking at her with teary eyes.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, gently lifted him, and put him beside the divine dog, "There is a divine dog in charge of you, don't worry." ”

Meteor looked at her dejectedly, obviously, he knew that Shicai, he had been chattering beside the divine dog, and now, only he and it were left, and he couldn't tell what it would do.

This is obviously the settlement of accounts after the autumn, he doesn't want to stay with it alone, so afraid.

Of course, Feng Aotian knew about Meteor's careful eyes, but she felt that Meteor could forget her grief for her father-in-law by staying with the dog.

Meteor looked at her departing back with a sad expression, and finally could only hang his head and watch the divine dog walk towards him step by step with his dark eyes open and his tongue sticking out.

He hurriedly shrank back and smiled, "That...... It's not too early...... You and I will wash and sleep. ”

The divine dog listened to his words, and almost didn't bite off his own tongue, what is this? What does it mean to wash and sleep? It didn't know him well.

However, it did get sleepy, and then rolled on the soft couch, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep with its eyes closed.

Seeing that it let him go like this, Meteor immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly jumped off the soft couch, rushed out of the main hall, patted his small chest, raised his eyes, and looked at Sixi, "I want to bathe." ”

Sixi looked at the meteor as if he was immortal and had the rest of his life after the catastrophe, chuckled, and then responded, "The slave will go and prepare bath soup for you." ”

"Hmm." Meteor nodded, and did not forget to look back at the divine dog lying on the soft couch, and then sat on the stone steps, raised his eyes, looked at the starry sky, and did not know which one was the cat father?

Feng Aotian walked to the Floating Dream Palace, and saw that the dormitory was lit up, and a bright red figure was stretched very long, standing by the window, tilting his head slightly, looking into the distance.

Feng Aotian suddenly remembered a familiar poem, she thought that this sentence was only used to describe women, but in his place, she also felt that it was very appropriate.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. She felt that he had such a lonely and self-admiring peerless arrogance, as if at this moment, everything in the world was inferior to his glance.

She walked to the window, crossed her hands over her chest, leaned to the side, and followed his gaze, "What are you looking at?" ”

Wei Zimo knew that she had arrived when she stepped into the dormitory, and he didn't know what he was waiting for, just standing like this, waiting, waiting, waiting......

It wasn't until he saw her that his heart settled down, and he knew that he was waiting for her.

"Look at you." Wei Zimo retracted his gaze, met her cold eyes, and whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, flashed slightly, and landed beside him from the window, "I'm tired, go and rest." ”

Wei Zimo saw her turn around and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly raised his hand, held her hand, took a step forward, and led her to walk forward slowly, "Bathe first." ”

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth hooked, knowing that he could be so active, it was already rare, beyond her imagination, she hurriedly responded, "Yes." ”

Wei Zimo took her hand and walked towards the inner hall step by step, listening to her soft answer, the corners of her mouth unexpectedly hooked up a shallow smile.

The two of them walked to the inner hall, the bath soup had been prepared, Feng Aotian entered the screen, habitually raised his hand, usually the cat father-in-law stood behind her, waiting for her to bathe, but now, she couldn't help but chuckle, and then took off her clothes and didn't enter the bath soup.

She knew that according to Wei Zimo's temperament, she would definitely not come in to watch her bathe, so she picked up the water with confidence and dripped it on her shoulders.

Wei Zimo was lying on the bed, listening to the crisp sound of water coming from behind the screen, for some reason, his face suddenly turned uncontrollably red, he hurriedly turned sideways, raised his hands, and covered his ears.

After Feng Aotian bathed, he looked at the bright yellow clothes on the table beside him, it seemed that he had prepared it early in the morning, but he didn't expect him to be so considerate.

After she was dressed, the ink hair was dried with internal force, and it was draped over her chest, covering her breasts, which were now more and more well developed, although she had already tied her breasts, and this regular dress was relatively loose, but she still put the ink hair in front, and then stepped forward and watched him lie with his back to the inside, giving way to a large area.

She shook her head funny, then lay on the bed, pulled up the brocade quilt, and covered the two of them, at this time he was only wearing a bright red middle coat, which set off his beautiful figure, Feng Aotian wrapped his waist from behind, put his face on his back, and whispered, "Sleep." ”

Wei Zimo has never slept with anyone, and now, one more person is lying on his bed, he is extremely unwell, his whole body is tense, suddenly, feeling the warmth from behind, he lowered his eyes, and saw the pair of slender hands around his waist, he turned slightly and looked at her.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes, her black hair was scattered on her chest, and the whole person was a little more lazy and coquettish, she looked at him, "Wearing a veil when you sleep?" ”

Wei Zimo looked at her, "Do you want to see it?" ”

Feng Aotian suddenly moved forward, then leaned into his arms, found a comfortable position, inhaled the unique aura on his body, and took a deep breath, "When you want Ye to see, Ye will look at it again." ”

Wei Zimo felt the warmth in his arms, he unconsciously wrapped around her slender waist, but he didn't feel sleepy, until he heard her in his arms from the sound of even breathing, the night was full, and unconsciously, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

After the meteor bathed, he lay down on the dragon couch, looked sideways, looked at Feng Yinqi, turned sideways, sighed faintly, and fell asleep by himself.

Early the next morning, when Feng Aotian woke up, Wei Zimo had already gotten up, she turned sideways, saw that he had been washed properly, sat at the table, and looked at the fold in her hand.

She then got up, washed briefly, and then stood beside him, "Do you have any news that the other masters don't know?" ”

"What does the emperor want to know?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, put down the secret fold, and asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian took his hand, "Go and have breakfast." ”

Wei Zimo let her lead, for some reason, he was rejected at the beginning, but now he is used to it, he lowered his head, looked at the two clasped hands, and an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

The two of them had breakfast, and Sixi was already waiting outside the palace.

Feng Aotian looked at him, and then at Wei Zimo, "Can he come in?" ”

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, he knew that she had given him the respect he deserved, just because he was not used to the approach of strangers.

He nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at Sixi, "Come in." ”

"Yes." Sixi led a group of minions behind him to walk in, and in the tray behind him were dragon robes, dragon jade belts, and nine crowns.

Feng Aotian got up and stood three steps away from Wei Zimo, Sixi stood on one side, carefully dressed her, and retreated.

She looked sideways at him, "Master is going to go on a long trip today." ”

Wei Zimo replied slightly, "Hmm." ”

Feng Aotian slowly approached him, suddenly lifted the hem of his veil, printed his lips, sucked shallowly, and when he lost his mind, he quickly let go, and left the Floating Dream Palace with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wei Zimo raised his hand, his fingertips slid over his lips, looking at the figure that had disappeared, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and his cold eyes flowed with a touch of brilliance, and he turned around and walked into the study.

Feng Ao Tianxing arrived at the emperor's dormitory, and saw Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, sitting with Meteor with breakfast, and when he saw her coming back, he hurriedly got up, "Your Majesty." ”

Feng Aotian looked at them, with a faint warmth in his heart, and then sat on the soft couch, looking at the divine dog still looking like he couldn't wake up, and said with a low smile, "You don't look like a dog, but like a cat." ”

The divine dog raised its eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and barked, expressing its protest, is it only the cat that is sleepy? It also likes to sleep.

Feng Aotian touched its head, "Sleep well." ”

The divine dog snorted, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Meteor finished breakfast and rushed to Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, did you go to Feihe City to ask about the Demon King?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "If the master is not here, this place will be handed over to you and the divine dog." ”

"Yes, Holy Lord, go with confidence." Meteor nodded.

Feng Aotian looked at him and caressed his immature face, "That's good." ”

Meteor tilted his head and smiled brightly.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

"Hmm." The two of them answered at the same time, but they couldn't say whether it was good or bad, but they could fall asleep more than before.

Feng Aotian stepped out of the emperor's dormitory, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng followed behind, and then went to the upper court, after the early dynasty, Feng Aotian changed into a silver-gray brocade robe, and rode "Aoxue" to Feihe City.

Xing Wuyun had just rushed to the south to return to China, and he landed in the Furong Pavilion, and the old bustard Zixuan saw the person who came, and took a look, he just got the news last night, saying that the master sent someone to come, and no one knew his name.

She recognized it at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward, "The slave has seen Xing Gongzi." ”

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun hurried all night, and then looked at the woman in front of him, "How many people have been quarantined?" ”

"Half." Zixuan bowed her head.

"The rest of the people wore veils and sprinkled this in every corner, boiling it at the same time, and putting it in the lobby." Xing Wuyun threw the porcelain vase in his hand to Zixuan and said lightly.

"Yes, I'll do it." Zixuan hurriedly took it and responded.

Xing Wuyun looked around, looked at the restaurant opposite, and then said, "Furong Pavilion will be closed from now on, and no idle people are allowed to enter, you can do it first, and this son will go back when he goes." ”

"Yes." Zixuan lowered her head in response, raised her eyes, and saw that the goose-yellow figure had landed in the restaurant opposite.

Xing Wuyun entered the restaurant by himself, and the shopkeeper who came to see the person was naturally familiar, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Childe, the things you want, the small ones have been done." ”

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "Does the person who checked have any news?" ”

"Not yet, but I have some clues." The shopkeeper hurriedly replied and went upstairs with Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun entered the house by himself, looked at the furnishings in front of him, and sat on the soft couch casually, "Prepare some wine and food for the son." ”

"The minions are ready, so I'll bring them to you." The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered people to go and prepare.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "What about the windless?" When will it arrive? ”

"The old slave has sent someone to deliver the news, and he will be able to arrive tonight." The shopkeeper hurriedly responded.

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "What big things can happen in the past few days?" ”

"There's nothing special, it's just that the concubines in the palace were shaved overnight, and these days, they are looking for good green silk, which makes the whole capital panic." The shopkeeper then said.

The corners of Xing Wuyun's mouth hooked, "What about King Nan?" ”

"The king of the south pressed the border with a large army a few days ago, but he didn't really do it, and later, when he learned that the emperor was back, he led people to withdraw." The shopkeeper was a little puzzled, "I don't know how this king of the south came back from the dead, and besides, there are so many people and horses?" Maybe one day it will come again. ”

"It depends on the mood." Xing Wuyun naturally knew that this was Feng Ao Tianbu's bureau, a dead person, resurrected from the dead, this was indeed impossible, unless someone came to transfer the tiger from the mountain under the banner of King Nan.

The shopkeeper personally served the food, "Son, please use it, and the slave will retire first." ”

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun waved his hand, and then sat down at the table, using it slowly.

Halfway through, he casually raised his glass, raised his head and drank it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "Since you're here, why hide and hide." ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw a purple figure falling, Xing Wuyun looked at the woman in front of him, and smiled deeply, "How did the master of the Nishang Sect think of returning to the south?" Shouldn't you be in Le Qiguo at this moment? ”

"As the saying goes, women sing with their husbands, although you and I are not really husband and wife, but there is also a marriage contract, where the fiancé is, I am naturally there." Lu Yunxiu took a step forward, but sat in front of him out of sight.

Xing Wuyun turned around, and when she landed, she had already gotten up, then sat on the soft couch, and snorted coldly, "The memory of the door master is really bad, the four princes of Le Qiguo have already been martyred and entered the imperial tomb, as for the marriage contract with the master of the Nishang Gate, this son announced to the world early in the morning and dissolved it." ”

Lu Yunxiu's beautiful face revealed a touch of gloom, her face was indifferent, she raised her eyes, and looked at him, "If I don't agree, then I won't count." ”

Xing Wuyun didn't look at her, but said in a casual tone, "My son has a heart, there is no one else in this life except her, I advise the master of the sect not to be too persistent in everything." ”

Lu Yunxiu got up and looked at him, "I'd rather break the jade than be complete, since I can't get your people, then I will destroy it with my own hands." ”

After she said that, she suddenly raised her palm, and the palm wind was fierce, directly approaching his face, and Xing Wuyun was still leaning on the soft couch so casually, without any dodging.

The wind slid past him and crashed into the thick wall beside him, which was struck with a hole.

Her eyes shattered with a cold light, and she turned to leave.

When the shopkeeper heard the noise, he hurriedly rushed in, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he hurriedly asked, "Childe, are you okay?" ”

"Send someone to keep an eye on her." Xing Wuyun raised his hand, casually flicked the dust off his clothes, and then got up, "Bring a new one to Childe." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly replied, "Yes." Then he withdrew.

After a while, he personally sent the goose-yellow brocade robe that had just been ordered, put it on one side, and withdrew.

Xing Wuyun entered the screen, took off the dust-stained clothes on his body, and then changed into a new brocade robe, walked out gracefully, gently waved the folding fan in his hand, and then turned around and flew to the Furong Pavilion.

Zixuan had already ordered someone to finish what Xing Wuyun had ordered, and when she saw him fall, she hurriedly stepped forward, "Gongzi Xing, what else do you command?" ”

"My son wants to rest." Xing Wuyun put away the folding fan, then went down to the rooftop, walked to the room specially prepared for Feng Aotian, closed the door by the way, and looked at the layout in front of him, as if you felt that she was beside him, he immediately lay down on the bed, yawned, and fell asleep peacefully.

Zi Xuan looked at Xing Wuyun's free and easy temperament, and the corners of her mouth hooked a faint smile, although the cat father-in-law went, but there are still such people staying by the master's side, at least, the master will not be alone.

She sighed faintly, then turned and went to work.

Late at night, Feng Aotian rushed to Feihe City and went to the altar by himself.

The Holy Maiden was already waiting for her master, and when she saw her entering, she slowly stepped forward and saluted, "Your subordinates will see the Holy Lord." ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looking at her face that had not changed for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth hooked a light smile, "Do you know the purpose of my coming?" ”

For the saint in front of her, she is a woman, so naturally she doesn't need to call herself "master", but asks in an ordinary way.

The saint nodded, "His subordinates sensed the breath of a meteor, and he had already told his subordinates. ”

"Well, is there any news I can know?"

Feng Aotian stepped forward slowly, sat on the main seat, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

"The subordinates only know that the Holy Lord has opened the phoenix to cry blood, and it is a sign that the blood will flow into a river, as for the events of a thousand years ago, the altar suffered a catastrophe, and the events of that year have been destroyed, and now, there is no record." The saint stood on one side and whispered.

Feng Aotian put down the teacup, "How many times does the phoenix cry blood?" ”

"This ...... The subordinates don't know. The saint replied with her eyes down.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "But there are other ways?" ”

"Holy Lord, you are not complete now, but you have absorbed the virgin body of the cat father-in-law and all his skills, your skills have increased greatly, in the holy pool, there is a door to the will, you can try it, if you can open it, you may be able to find what you want." The saint looked at her and whispered.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Has anyone opened this door?" ”

"Except for the Holy Lord who died a thousand years ago, no one has opened it." The saint replied.

"I'll take a look." Feng Aotian said, then turned around and walked towards the holy pool.

But the saint stood there, looking at her departing figure, suddenly turned around, and sighed helplessly.

Feng Ao Tianxing to the Holy Pool, surrounded by a white mist, she slowly moved forward, closed her eyes, sensing the white light around her, until a strong beam of light stabbed at her, she immediately sat cross-legged, her palms condensed internal force, and then hit forward.

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Whoop...... Today, on the day of the 18th anniversary of Xiaoxin's children's shoes, I wish Xiaoxin a happy birthday!