In fact, she has never really wanted to rely on anyone, she has never really had warm expectations for this cold world, the reality is cold, she knows better than anyone else, she also thinks that she has long been clear to the strong barriers, and will never be destroyed, however, when that fact really comes to the eye, she still can't help but feel cold.

People can not believe in warmth, but still can't help but look forward to warmth, just like a moth knows the end of putting out a fire, but still can't eliminate the nature of the blood that naturally yearns for light. Those entangled pasts, those faults that belong to whom, she feels that she has no right to recourse, maybe someone owes her, but the support of these years is enough to compensate.

She can't forget her grievances, but she also remembers her grace. What is the worst? Without comparison, who knew that the ending would have been the worst? She Feng Feifei kept shouting that my life is up to me, but in fact, that fate has always been in the hands of heaven, right? Why, then, should we sin against others? Thinking like this, the chill of the ice cubes in her heart dissipated a little, and she couldn't help but listen to the movement, the two people were very quiet, one went back to the room silently, and the other didn't know where she went, she vaguely smelled the aroma of wine, and was a little surprised - Gongsun Xuanyu took the initiative to drink? After a while, there was a faint "poof" sound in the front yard, and she heard it, and her eyebrows moved.

The past is gone, the origin is extinguished, such a strange and tangled soul, such a mottled old thing, why look back? However, the pain in her heart was hitting all her senses at all times, and a certain shadow in her heart was growing inch by inch, and it was still growing dense branches and leaves. Separated him from her.

She pushed the door open, and there was no sound on all sides, not even a breath could be heard in the demonic room. After thinking about it, she called Xiao Han and pointed to the demon corpse, Xiao Han understood it, Feng Feifei stood at the door, sighed, and went out.

When passing through the front yard. Seeing the wine jars all over the ground, Gongsun Xuanyu sat cross-legged under the tree. Feng Feifei walked over quickly without saying a word, and left without looking back, Gongsun Xuanyu slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Feng Feifei's back with a calm expression. Quietly look up at the floating clouds in the sky.

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The mansion of the three princes of Shenyi is very different from the exceptionally simple style of the residence of the three princesses of Shenyi country, and the women's boudoir of "Jinseju" is more elegant, with a pink curtain hanging above the round bed, and the whole room is mainly in pink tones, decorated with beautiful and elegant and dreamy blur, there is a small swing in this room, and the rope and hanging board are also pink. There are many flower vines wrapped around the top of the rope. The smile between the heads of the woman lying on the large round bed is like a strange flower that blooms at noon, full of fragrance and sweetness. But sad and depressed! The strange mixture of heaviness and helplessness in his expression is like the overwhelming power of Mount Tai that has accumulated a long-suppressed power, and it is like a silent but terrifying undercurrent at the bottom of the trench.

Gongsun Xuan! Demon Death! The wind is nameless! Jade Princess! The entanglement of the edge, the faint love, the heart-wrenching wound, the devouring heart-burning pain......

She. Maybe it was a chic departure, or maybe it was to achieve a long-cherished wish that had been hidden in my heart for a long time. But let her clean up the mess, how can she, how can she bear the pain of this most important pain that ordinary people can't understand and can't bear?

She laughed! Half-asleep and half-awake, calmly smiled! This smile has not only the innocence and cuteness of the little daughter, but also the generosity and brightness of the mature woman, and the deep eyes are also a little more starry softness. If you are not calm, what can you do? The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and she, this time, will not choose to retreat!

Although Feng Feifei's heart was faintly uneasy, she still chose to face it with a smile, so many complicated stories are not her stories, but she will continue to write the story, and even finish the book, she didn't have the slightest sleepiness at all, saw the extremely beautiful moonlight outside through the window, and simply walked into the courtyard. She slowly tilted her head and looked at the stars in the sky, which were like countless pearls scattered in the night sky, very beautiful, really beautiful.

When she was a child, she liked to look at the stars very much, hoping for the happy childhood of Zhang Heng, the child who counted the stars, the Big Dipper really rotated slowly around the North Star, he saw clearly, she also saw clearly, he could rely on his grandmother to count the stars, and his grandfather to guide him carefully, but she was alone in a secluded and dark corner of the orphanage looking up at the starry sky, a warm hand gently wiped away the stubborn tears that remained in the corners of her eyes, and her tears were blurred. She saw the silhouette of the dean's mother, who was extremely beautiful.

Later, the air was so polluted that it was rare to see such a pure night as tonight, and she leaned against an unknown tree beside her, slowly admiring it alone as before. Suddenly, Feng Feifei felt that her eyes seemed to be stabbed by something, and her body, which looked extremely graceful at the moment, was suddenly startled, and slowly turned her eyes to look in the direction of the strange light that had just emitted, and her body suddenly froze completely.

It turned out to be the witch parrot that I don't know if it was my memory or the dream world, and it was obviously an ordinary bird, but now, why was it actually exuding colorful dazzling light? Feng Feifei's eyes couldn't help but widen, looking straight at the magical bird, through the clear bird eyes, she saw a fantasy in light and shadow: Gao Yuan was domineering, and the witch spirit parrot fluttered his wings, moved a few times, and fell to the ground covered in blood, and his eyes were also bloody!

For a moment, Feng Feifei's whole body blood froze, she exhaled secretly, and then suddenly unconsciously beckoned to the parrot, and the parrot quickly flew into her arms, rubbing Feng Feifei's palm very affectionately with the feathers on her colorful and somewhat bright and exaggerated wings.

At that moment, Feng Feifei's body froze, she lowered her eyes, saw the parrot in her arms, and her vision blurred again, I don't know if it was because of the refraction of the moonlight, she seemed to see a baby, wasn't that Ke Yi? Ke Yi! Yike! The baby grew up, and gradually overlapped with the figure he had seen yesterday.

Could it be that it was my own hallucination just now? Feng Feifei fixed her eyes and saw that there was still only the strange bird in her arms. She blinked, looking at the parrot wing feathers in her palm that gradually burned slightly, and she really couldn't come back to her senses. (To be continued.) )