Mo Yanyue raised her head nervously and slowly, her heart was stunned, the young man in front of her was blue in white robe, his temperament was elegant, and he emitted a soft faint light like the moon on the horizon, so handsome that he was not like a mortal, and there was also a kind of transcendent indifference in his expression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A breeze blew through him, blowing his black hair like ink jade and the wide white sleeves of his coat. The young man smiled gently, rubbed Mo Yanyue's head, and asked, "Little junior sister, what are you thinking?" ”

"Miss you," Mo Yanyue blurted out.

"Miss me?" The young man said helplessly.

Mo Yanyue's cheeks suddenly flushed with a faint flush, and she asked, "No...... I mean...... I want to ask if I call my senior brother ......"

When the young man heard this, he laughed and said, "Nangong Feichen ......"

"Dust?" Mo Yanyue asked stupidly.

Nangong Feichen's handsome eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he said helplessly, "It's Feichen"

"Nangong Feichen?" Nangong Feichen, Mo Yanyue muttered to herself.

Suddenly entering the illusion, Song Yuning noticed. The illusion has begun to disintegrate. It's no wonder that when truth and falsehood meet together, the illusion can't match the truth after all. She saw that Mo Yanyue was already about to wake up. And he withdrew.

Mo Yanyue woke up and saw Song Yuning obviously startled. After looking at each other's eyes, they had a tacit understanding, and no one said anything.

The surroundings are very quiet, as if you can hear the sound of the moonlight falling, quiet and beautiful.

Under the moonlight, there were no delicate flowers, no verdant leaves, only the silence of Song Yuning and Mo Yanyue. After walking for a long time, he still lingered in place.

"Doesn't the Southern Sect have a magic weapon to communicate with each other?" Song Xuning asked.

"Yes, but I didn't bring it," Mo Yanyue said.

Song Taning wanted to scold, but after she saw her memories with Mo Yanyue. Since there is no way to scold.

"Over there," Mo Yanyue said suddenly.

Then he ran over nervously, and Song Xuning was also swaying leisurely. The surface is calm. but his heart was in turmoil. At the moment, only Wei Zixie doesn't know where it is.

"Nangong ...... Nangong" Mo Yanyue gently shook Nangong Feichen.

"You want him to sleep deeper? So gentle. Song Yuning joked.

Mo Yanyue raised her head and glared at Song Xianning. Song Juning didn't think so. walked directly to Nangong Feichen and squatted.

I shook it vigorously a few times and didn't wake up. Reluctantly, he rolled up the sleeves of his robe and prepared to give him a few slaps. was stopped by Mo Yanyue.

Song Yuning withdrew his palm and got up, saying disdainfully: "Then you want to save him yourself?" ”

Mo Yanyue gently flattened Nangong Feichen and stood up to look at Song Shanning.

Song Xianning's cold eyes threw straight towards Mo Yanyue, and his stunning face raised slightly, with such a contemptuous expression. But after seeing Mo Yanyue's arm suffered, he changed it to an expressionless and said, "If you want me to help you, it's okay." You have to answer me a question."

"What's the problem?" Mo Yanyue said.

"Take out that yin and yang whip of yours first," Song Yuning blurted out.

Mo Yanyue was stunned for a moment and then took out the phantom butterfly whip. Song Xianning couldn't help but take the phantom butterfly whip over.

"Is Wei Zixie the reincarnation of Yeluo?" Song Yuning asked sharply.

"No," Mo Yanyue said.

"Really?" Song Xuning's eyes glowed like ice, and he asked.

"Yes" Mo Yanyue replied as one, her expression and movements as one.

Song Xianning didn't believe it, and waved the phantom butterfly whip in his hand and whipped Mo Yanyue a few times. Mo Yanyue, who had received a few long whips, did not change. Except that his hair was a little messy when he was hit by the Phantom Butterfly Whip.

Song Yuning's whole body exuded a cold aura. But his face looked very nervous.

"Turn around and take off your robe."

Mo Yanyue suddenly sneered, took off her robe, and asked, "Do you still want to take it off?" ”

Song Taning's face changed greatly, and even his lips trembled a little. She struggled to suppress her imminent outburst. In my mind, only Mo Yanyue was not injured.

Song Xuning lowered his eyes and looked at the phantom butterfly whip in his hand. Why would she say it's a yin-yang whip? That's because it took the Netherworld Spirit Stone and the Heavenly Realm Immortal Stone and was created by a generation of divine craftsmen.

Therefore, the phantom butterfly whip has the ability to understand the heavens and the earth. Anything that is false is once whipped by the phantom butterfly. Depending on the degree of authenticity, the Phantom Butterfly Whip will bring different damage. Some will leave scars and can recover in 7749 days. Some will bear the whip marks of that day for the rest of their lives. Some of them disappeared directly.

The holder has a certain ability to perceive past and present lives. If Wei Zixie is the reincarnation of Yeluo. He must be reincarnated, or else he will pass through the netherworld. Wei Zixie is not Yeluo.

So who is he? Who is Wei Zixie? Why does he dot on himself in every way, think too much, and think too chaoticly. Song Juning felt that she needed to be calm.

"No need, I'm not interested in your provocation," Song Xuning's voice was cold, and then he threw the Phantom Butterfly Whip on the ground.

Mo Yanyue noticed that Song Xianning had turned around and left. Hurriedly put on his robe, and hurriedly said, "Didn't you say that you promised to help me?" ”

Song Xianning stopped and turned sideways slightly, glanced at Mo Yanyue with a pair of cold and red eyes, and said, "What I said is okay." ”

"That is, whether to help or not, it is completely up to me to make a decision."

Mo Yanyue heard Song Xianning's words so indifferently, and cried out heartbreakingly, "Song Xianning, I beg you to help me"

Mo Yanyue, who knelt on the ground, felt in her heart, I am afraid that only she knows it.

Song Xuning looked back at Mo Yanyue. Since he was kneeling on the ground and hanging his head helplessly, his voice was very desolate.

She sighed: "Okay

On the top of Penglai Island, with the drizzle, look at the greenery in the clouds. The beautiful scenery in front of me is like a dream-like ink painting.

Suddenly, a burst of wah-wah crying came from the Yao Palace in Penglai. Song Xianning looked disgusted, and pouted the teenage Nangong Feichen in front of him, frowning and said, "I'm crying, I'll seal your mouth."

But Nangong Feichen was still crying...... Song Xianning frowned in great distress, and said helplessly, "I'm crying, I'm going back."

Nangong Feichen, who had been crying, immediately stopped crying after hearing this. Song Xianning looked at Nangong Feichen, who had been sobbing for a long time, and his eyes were so red and swollen that he couldn't speak...

"Why can't I like you?" Nangong Feichen asked in a trembling voice.

Song Taning made him cry hoarsely. With his aggrieved expression, it was really tragic.

"Little dust~ Do you know? When you were born, I was a thousand years old. In other words, I'm almost as old as your father. ”

"But you've been looking since I opened my eyes and saw you for the first time. It hasn't changed at all. Nangong Feichen said.

"Nonsense, can be old. Who still works hard to cultivate the Tao and become an immortal and become a god" Song Shanning disliked.

"So I like you," Nangong Feichen said unrelentingly.

Song Xianning laughed heartily, pointed at Nangong Feichen and said sarcastically, "Why do you have me?" Are you stronger than me? ”

"I can be very strong. Then protect you," Nangong Feichen said seriously.

"Little dust, but you forgot, when you get stronger, I'm ......also getting stronger," Song Yuning said softly.

"I don't care what you say. Do whatever you want. I don't care. Like you, that's my thing. I'm telling you. Just to let you know. ”

Song Xianning looked Nangong Feichen up and down several times with her playful eyes, she leaned over to Nangong Feichen's side with a smile, and didn't know what to say in his ear.

I saw Nangong Feichen suddenly smile when he heard it. His eyes sparkled with excitement