In the small inner house, the fragrance of flowers and birdsong is still refreshing, but the atmosphere at this time seems to be a little silent.

In the face of Xun Qing's comfort, Han Fei cast his hesitant gaze to Su Mufeng, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head silently.

Su Mufeng was slightly stunned, glanced at Xun Qing, and found a similar helplessness in each other's eyes.

At this time, Su Mufeng and Xun Qing were like young fathers and mothers, and they were helpless in the face of their children's knots and silence.

After a long struggle, Su Mufeng sighed lightly.

Immediately, in the confused eyes of Han Fei and Xun Qing, a pale golden streamer surrounded him, and an invisible barrier separated Su Mufeng from this hut.

His figure still stood in the middle of the room, but he couldn't hear the sound of breathing.

In the air, only the aftermath echoed.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Xun Qing."

Yes, this is Su Mufeng's choice.

In this small room, Han Fei is like a child of the two, and Su Mufeng plays the role of a father.

Father, what kind of person is he? Silence, holding up a piece of the sky for the child. As for the communication of hearts, it is the responsibility of the mother.

All Su Mufeng needed to do was maybe just stand here and look at Han Fei, that would be enough.

Just like Sima Guanyue said, the chicks will have to fly alone one day, Su Mufeng can't accompany Han Fei for the rest of her life, she must grow up and transform alone.

Su Mufeng looked at Han Fei, who spoke softly, and Xun Qing, who was smiling calmly, even if he couldn't hear their voices, he could feel the invisible feelings.

In Han Fei's dream, it is not so much that Xun Qing is the incarnation of the saint's sister, but that she is the reflection of Han Fei's "heart".

She knew Han Fei's past and wanted to open that invisible knot, but she didn't know where to start until Su Mufeng appeared.

The dialogue between Xun Qing and Han Fei is not only a conversation between a mother and a child, but also a self-talk in Han Fei's heart.

This early summer dream is like an invisible mirror, reflecting Han Fei's confused heart.

The Mirror of Phylipino and Qing.

"Fei, grow up quickly"

Looking at Han Fei, whose expression gradually softened, Su Mufeng smiled softly.

"Then, Qing will retire first."

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Han Fei's eyes, Xun Qing smiled faintly, waved goodbye, and walked out the door.

When passing by Su Mufeng's side, Xun Qing's footsteps paused, glanced at him, his expression was cold, but his face was slightly red, and he forced a cold and cold saying, "This is the matter, please Su Sheng come to Qing's residence to discuss something." ”

After that, she didn't look at Su Mufeng's expression, and left straight out the door.

The footsteps were a little flustered.

"Well, I will definitely go."

Behind him, Su Mufeng smiled slightly.

Will definitely go, both in dreams and in reality.

"Sir?"

Han Fei's slightly hoarse voice woke Su Mufeng from his reverie, he smiled and came to Han Fei's side.

At this time, Han Fei's tears were not dry, and her eyes were still red. The conversation with Xun Qing just now and the self-examination of her soul made her emotions uncontrollable, and in less than ten minutes, tears had completely wet her clothes.

But after this, the girl who wiped away her tears seemed to have washed away the lead and looked new.

Han Fei's eyes returned to their former fortitude.

"Sir, Faye won't run away anymore."

When Han Fei's words fell, this early summer dream, like a mirror, began to gradually shatter.

The confused heart has regained its direction, and although the dream is beautiful, Han Fei is no longer in love.

In the shattered dream, Su Mufeng gently brushed away the last wisps of tears on Han Fei's cheeks.

Look at each other and smile.

The next moment.

The whistling wind at the top of the firmament roars again in the freeze-frame world!

The three-foot Qingfeng long sword was raised high, and the sound of Jin Ge interlaced through the sky, Han Fei's expression was cold, and he cut off the spear of the soldier disciple in front of him with a sword, and galloped towards the main battlefield in the center of the sky.

At this moment, above the phoenix cloud boat, the entire sky has turned into a battlefield for scribes, the wings of Tianxing are galloping, and the talent is across the universe, and the sword light of the scholar almost tears the clouds!

No one noticed that the figure of this electric flint was speeding towards the core of the white-hot battlefield.

Beside Han Fei, only she could see the phantom shadow.

Su Mufeng's laughter fell into Han Fei's ears, "Fei, do you remember the royal way of the Legalist family!" ”

The cold girl smiled faintly, "Of course." ”

In the next moment, two intertwined voices sounded in the vast sky.

"Things are in all directions, and they must be in the center."

"The saint insisted, and the Quartet will follow!"

In an instant, in the astonishment of countless scribes on the Sky Battlefield, a thunderbolt that tore through the sky lit up the entire sky!

Flowing lightning sparks, like a tree-shaped diagram, spread wildly from the top of the thunder to all directions, covering the entire battlefield almost in an instant.

The scepter of the Legalist Holy Way Kingship

"Impossible!"

"Is there a saint coming!?"

"This is clearly Hanlin's talent, how can there be such a terrifying power, what kind of holy way is this?"

Countless roars of disbelief, echoing through the sky.

In the void of dreams, Sima Guanyue's hand holding the chess piece was also frozen in mid-air, looking at the grand scene of the Holy Dao in the water mirror, his pupils constricted.

Han Fei, who carried the wings of Tianxing, stood on the top of the clouds, overlooking the entire sky battlefield.

Even if he used the power of the Legalist Holy Dao to attract the power of heaven and earth, Han Fei, with the talent of the peak of Hanlin, could not bear this level of consumption, and couldn't help but gasp violently.

So, Su Mufeng's hand was on her shoulder.

The sound of chuckling echoed in Han Fei's ears.

"Well done, Fei, sir is proud of you."

"Want to fly higher?"

Han Fei muttered, "Higher? But Philip couldn't do it. ”

She couldn't even afford the talent consumption of Tianxing's wings.

Su Mufeng looked down at the clouds below and smiled slightly.

Don't forget, stupid, there's a gentleman with you.

The next moment.

The sound of the Divine Path fills the sky!

With my holy way, forge the wings of the heavens!

In a flash.

At the top of the firmament, two hundred meters of wings of flames and storms tore through the endless clouds!

PS1 Han Fei's heart knot is the introduction to the later plot of this world, and this plot is just to reshape Han Fei's soul, so the suspense stops here.

PS2 has skyrocketed in subscriptions in the past two days, and it is not too far from the highest subscription at the beginning of the launch. I was shocked, and sure enough, the character who exists in the soul is the main body Thank you for your support, Nirvana was reborn

It should have been celebrated on the tenth watch, but today I still covered my face. There is a contract at the end of the contract at the youth literature magazine that is about to be signed at the end, and I am on the train, and when I went there last week, I had a manuscript to carry, and now the old manuscript has been torn up.

After I get home, I will continue to add more, in other words, how much I owe more, who can help me count the unfinished.