Ge Sheng Mengchu, the fine grass is sparse, the vast desert is filled with light mist, and the deep blue sky is silent.

The night is still very long.

In the depths of the long night, the silence was shattered by the sound of footsteps.

A figure walked slowly behind Bai Feng.

The man was dressed in a pink gauze robe, like a lotus flower swaying among the waves in the dark blue night.

Her face is more beautiful than the lotus, delicate and pure, seems to be carefree, and seems to be calmly waiting for the future autumn breeze.

Bai Feng heard her footsteps, but didn't look back.

He sat there stupidly, his eyes as if the face of the delicate face of the jade had appeared again, and let the tears run down and dry.

Memories can't become reality, and when he returns from the tide of memory, he still leaves behind a trace of sadness.

Yan Hongyi left quietly, but Wei Zhuang was still holding the waist of the purple girl in the moonlight, at this time, there was nothing to avoid, since he let go of his heart knot, then open his arms.

"There's a friend here, don't you see him?" The ink crow landed lightly on Bai Feng's side, looking at this brother who was silently crying, there was no trace of comfort, but a little ridicule.

"I'm glad to see you standing here alive again, but tonight, can you let me be quiet?" Bai Feng showed a rare trace of decadence at this time, it was indeed a fortunate thing for him that Mo Crow was alive, but it also touched the softest string in his heart.

The ink crow smiled, undeniable, but his eyes unconsciously looked under the tree, with a little playfulness, but he didn't say anything, and walked away on his own.

The pink shadow is getting closer and closer, and the beads and hairpins on the bun are swaying, adding a bit of agility and pure beauty.

The rustling of footsteps on the fallen leaves, the cool breeze of late summer blew the delicate hair, adding a bit of pretty, raising his head and looking at the slender white shadow leaning on the branches, he seemed to have become more mature, retreating from the childishness of the year. A little sharper.

There is no indecision at the beginning, more decisive and masculine, a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, for Bai Feng, even she herself didn't know what kind of role she was playing.

Lover? Sister?

It's really hard to say, but one thing is for sure, my heart is already full of this man who is four years younger than me, full, warm, no matter where it is. As long as I think of him, I feel very happy and relieved.

Back then, my plan seemed seamless, but in fact it was not just a conspiracy, but an opportunity was just a probability event full of coincidences.

Only by not moving the slightest emotion can it not affect the judgment, without the slightest hesitation and hesitation, and perfectly make every link step by step like a script.

Even she didn't know. I originally wanted to calculate others, but in the end, I fell in love with someone who wanted to calculate inexplicably.

Each other, because of the sound of the piano, know each other. It can even be said that the whole thing has changed Bai Feng's consciousness, which is by no means something that can be accomplished by an emotionless disguise.

Music that is false to the snake is a dead thing, and it can never move people's hearts.

Since then. The chains of love tied the two tightly together, and Bai Feng and Lang Yu were willing to pay for each other.

Because of this, Lang Yu is even more unforgettable for him.

Actually, that night. Lang Yu was originally begging for death, or at the beginning of the whole plan, she came to die, and thankfully, life is often full of miracles.

Even she herself didn't expect that what Yan Hong gave her would actually be a fake death medicine.

She was reborn, she was reborn, there was no shouting, no hysterical crying, just quietly taking out a hole flute.

A melodious song of empty mountain birds resurfaced in the mountains.

Without the resoluteness and decisiveness of the past, but with a touch of softness and harmony, it is as if the phoenix has completed nirvana and is enjoying a new life.

Empty Mountain Bird Language-Fire Phoenix Sky Dance, a new life is announcing its arrival to the world.

Still pure and immaculate, still cold and arrogant, but she is no longer alone.

"Are you...... Be...... You...... How can it be!!! ”

The familiar melody hit Bai Feng's heart like a drumstick, and when he suddenly looked back, he was absolutely shocked.

After many years, when he saw that face again, all Bai Feng did was to freeze in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

Make jade, make jade, make jade!

How can it be...... Who can sue me for what really happened.

Even though many years have passed, Bai Feng still clearly remembers that the original Langyu has long since lost her breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature.

Her tomb was erected by herself, her body was put into the coffin by herself, and now she is standing in front of her so alive.

Graceful and vibrant, at a glance, he is already a master at the peak of the Wufeng realm.

Dead? Phoenix Nirvana?!

This, how is that possible!

"What's wrong, you don't know me?" Winked playfully, showing maturity and charm.

However, what answered her was a violent sound of breaking the air, and in an instant, she came to Lang Yu's side, and her hands clasped Lang Yuxiang's shoulders like iron tongs, and she had already started, nephrite was warm and fragrant, and it was as warm as ever.

"How could you...... How can it be...... You...... I...... What ......"

Overwhelmed, incoherent, and incoherent, any word to describe panic can be used anyway, although it is unbelievable, but the surprise in the eyes is not adulterated at all.

Lang Yuque didn't say anything, gently wrapped it, hugged Bai Feng's waist, put his lips to his ear, and slowly spit out a mouthful of aroma, and then said, "Fool, you are still as stupid as you were at the beginning." ”

- Boom -

It was only at this time that Bai Feng really came back to his senses, and his brain flashed like thunder, a huge surprise, so that Bai Feng did not feel a sour nose, hugged Yu's shoulder tightly, and couldn't stop saying, "Great, great, great!" ”

"You're really not easy, it's easy to make that nasty guy owe you a huge favor." On the tall haystack, Red Lotus teased Yan Hong's cheeks with her long hair, and her face was full of smiles.

"Anyway, I'm also the righteous son of the Mirror Lake Medical Immortal, and I still have this ability." Yan Hong was also smiling, but looking at Honglian's gaze, he was very doting.

"Cut...... Stinky ghosts, greedy ghosts, perverts......"

"Girl, what are you talking about, why do you talk more and more ugly?" Yan Hongyi frowned, gently pinched the bridge of the red lotus's tall nose, and talked about punishment.

"Isn't that right...... Otherwise...... You learn from Bai Feng, or Brother Wei, be more specialized! As he spoke, he twisted his waist and turned over and sat up, and his onion fingers twisted around Yan Hong's waist and eyes, "You dead girl, murder your husband......"

A wail, extremely funny and exaggerated, made everyone present look back in amazement...... (To be continued......)