293 Distant Memory

You can smell the cool smell from afar, which makes people feel that it is instantly cold to the bone marrow when they touch it.

Feng Feifei sneered. Resentment? Who in this world does not have a poison in their hearts? She laughed and scolded the Seven Kingdoms of Chizhou, but that heart was also soaked in blood! Soaked in steel juice! Tempered in the fire! It's the same through the holes, the wind is injected, and it's poisonous, I'm not afraid that you will be more poisonous!

Her figure was like a plain rainbow in mid-air, crossing in an instant, chasing endlessly, hearing the sound of the wind in her clothes behind her, not hurrying but always following her, knowing that Gongsun Xuanyu was behind her, somehow there was a sense of peace and stability in her heart, as if, he was there, and he would never be afraid that there would be no way out.

There is a kind of person who does not need to do anything, which in itself is the broadest and broadest retreat.

She chased in the wind, and the figure in front of her was very strange, swaying left and right, and a flash was a cloud of green smoke, which dissipated and gathered in an instant, and suddenly swept a corner in another dissipation.

Feng Feifei chased after him, a black shadow popped out of the corner, and went straight in a different direction, it seemed to be the northwest corner of the palace, the more he ran, the more remote he became, the more he ran to the house, the less he ran, the more he seemed to have changed, it seemed to be slower, and there was no longer a sense of dissipation like green smoke, he ran for a while, and suddenly twisted his body, and disappeared after disappearing into a cluster of trees.

Feng Feifei chased after her, but there was no one behind the trees, she was stunned, stopped, looked left and right, the flowers and trees were lonely on all sides, the palace room was half-hidden, and the moonlight splashed on the ground like white water, but the person was really gone.

Feng Feifei really couldn't believe that this person would be chased and lost under his nose, but, was that really Heichi?

Listening to Ye Man's tone that day, Hei Chi has something to do with the royal family of Fengye Kingdom, who is this person helping?

The wind behind him sounded slightly, Gongsun Xuan swept closer, and when he approached, he made a slight snap of his fingers - this was the code he agreed with Feng Feifei, so as to avoid being exploited by that counterfeit and shoddy goods again.

"Gone?"

"Hmm." Feng Feifei searched carefully in all directions, feeling that a person had disappeared out of thin air. It's mostly because it's authentic or something.

Gongsun Xuanyu raised his eyes and looked at it, and said, "The palace of Fengye Kingdom is designed to be strange and complicated, maybe it is to hide some things in the secret, you might as well look for it carefully." He suddenly pointed to a corner of the cornice that appeared behind a bush in front of him and said, "Fei Fei." You see, that palace is a little weird. ”

Feng Feifei looked up and saw a half-broken crimson cornice in a corner of the night, hanging with a copper bell that had turned black from the ages. The brass bell has rusted, the wind is silent, so leisurely swaying in the wind, from a distance it looks like a puppet with stiff limbs being lifted.

Just by looking at it, Feng Feifei's heart shook.

At this moment, an indescribable strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, like walking in the reckless primeval jungle, hearing the voice of the ancients, the call of the empty and far, arousing the silent but surging resonance in the blood. The waves crash on the shore, but they are subtle, like a magnificent film staged in front of you, thrilling and depressing.

She shook.

As soon as Gongsun Xuanyu stretched out his hand, he held her up, and leaned over to look at her with concern: "Feifei? ”

Feng Feifei blinked, a little strange how she had such a big reaction when she saw a corner of the cornice, was it too similar to a ghost movie scene in her previous life, so that her heart shook?

Gongsun Xuanyu looked at her eyes and suddenly said, "Fei Fei." Let's go back, didn't we say we were going to Fengxiao Hall tonight to explore? ”

"Yes...... " Feng Feifei looked at the sky, and if she didn't go, she was afraid that it would be too late, not to mention. If the Emperor of Fengye Kingdom really loses his freedom of movement, then there must be someone who doesn't want him to contact anyone, and if they want to visit Fengxiao Hall at night tonight, it will definitely take a lot of trouble, and they must go there early.

She looked up, and then at the corner of the cornice. The steps had already been turned in a different direction, but suddenly a gust of wind passed, and the copper bell shook. Silently, like a doll endowed with night life, beckoned to her who wanted to choose to leave. Feng Feifei couldn't help but walk over.

She walked very slowly, as if every step was muddy, without the usual lightness, but she herself did not seem to notice this abnormal slowness, or rather, at this moment, she suddenly did not notice herself.

Gongsun Xuanyu looked at her slender back sunk in the night, the light in his eyes flashed, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, just silently followed.

Feng Feifei walked in that direction step by step, brushing aside the hidden layers of low trees, stepping over the closed half-broken flower wall, and stopping in front of an abandoned palace. She looked up, looking at the small palace with an ordinary structure, hidden deep behind the trees, and completely devoid of the exquisite and complex architectural features of the palace of the Fengye Kingdom, looking at the rusty palace gate with copper locks, the mottled palace wall with dark green moss marks, and the vines crawling on the wall, like a pair of green ghost hands, swaggering under the cold white moonlight.

There seemed to be a sudden flash of cold white moonlight in my mind, and a similar but very different picture spread out in the white light - the open palace gate painted crimson and shiny, the light yellow neat and clean palace wall, the busy green-clothed palace maid and purple-clothed eunuch who came in and out, stood alone in front of the palace gate, leaned down gently, and said a word in a low voice. She seemed to have suddenly changed her angle, and she needed to raise her head to see the golden brass bells on the cornices and the dark blue sky in a corner, and the delicate jaws of the man above her head, the wind swept over the eaves, and the brass bells jingled bells, but they were not as good as the voice of the man.

The man was still talking, what was he saying? Say what? The voice rushed in the distant memory, vague and long, like the rain written on the glass line by line, drawing a hazy watermark on the originally bright and transparent glass, those words have a kind of nostalgic feeling, familiar as close at hand, but far away as far away as the end of the world. Feng Feifei tried hard to hear clearly, but in such an effort, she suddenly felt a shock in her mind, and the earth-shaking pain rushed over like a wave, shattering the glass in the rain in an instant, and the swaying and shaking perspective disappeared, the light yellow palace wall of the crimson palace gate disappeared, the eunuchs and palace maids who entered and exited disappeared, the eaves and copper bells disappeared, and the rest was still the palace door under the cold white moonlight, and the palace wall was mottled.

She looked at the palace wall, walked forward slowly for a long time, touched it gently, as if stroking the skin of her relatives, carefully touched it from top to bottom, and when she reached the root of the palace wall, she suddenly hit her heart and mouth, and her whole body was cold, like being struck by lightning. The blow hit the whole body and also hit the top of the head, the world was bright, and he couldn't see all the scenery clearly, in extreme dizziness, Feng Feifei let out a low "ah", holding her head and "kicking" backwards, her mouth emitting an unbearable painful gasping sound. (To be continued.) )