Bian Nan sat in front of the table by the window and painted lanterns, a pair of talented and beautiful women paraded through the street, the pen was light and soft, depicting and carving, Hua Xu was still asleep, wrapped tightly in a cup.

The morning sun sprinkled on his face through the window paper, a warm and green landscape, fluttering and independent.

A spiritual pressure struck, his slender eyelashes shook, blinked, blinked, Bian Nan put the pen and ink aside, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, lowered his head and said: "His Highness the Water God has not yet risen, please wait for a while, I will go out immediately." ”

At this moment, Jiang Yi ended his conversation with Xuanguang, returned to the room and noticed that Fu Li was still not awake, and he had some doubts in his heart, why did he sleep so long today?

With nothing to do, he walked out of the temple with his sword, wandering aimlessly over the palace, and he had not walked alone for a long time, he always had some indescribable panic in his heart, and he couldn't control some messy thoughts in his mind, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The wind whistling in my ears suddenly smelled the rich aroma in the air, just like the spices on the new clothes of Fuli that day.

Immediately a little unstable, the leader fainted, stopped suddenly, held his breath and probed with his divine sense for a long time, but he didn't know where the smell came from.

"Huh...... actually came out, and I thought that the emperor really couldn't leave an inch!" A low chuckle came, enchanting like the wind.

The woman's beautiful face evoked a charming smile, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of bewitching charm.

Jiang Yi slowly fell, his hollow eyes were as calm as a lake, and he asked clearly, "Qingling kite?"

The woman smiled lightly and said, "The gods are really smart. ”

"Concession. Jiang Yi smiled very shallowly, politely and gently, "Xingjun led me out, what happened?" Just now he noticed the strange aura in the sky, and only then did he leave the temple.

Qingling Kite pointed at his fingertips, and thousands of flowers and rain rolled up in his hand, like a dream, and the intoxicating aroma in the air became even more intense in an instant, Jiang Yi's heart flickered, and he was surprised to find that his soul began to turmoil.

Seeing that Jiang Yi's face was different, Qingling Kite smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to see the rumored Sun Moon Qinghua and the omnipotent Yaoguang Sword God with my own eyes." ”

Jiang Yi was dressed in white and stood with his hands in his hands, the fingers hidden behind him silently wrapped around the golden strings, his gentle face was dyed with a cold that seemed to penetrate the bones, and he said softly: "If you just want to see me, why use this method?"

A deeper smile appeared in Qingling's beautiful eyes, and he replied, "Isn't the god curious, how did I make this strange fragrance, and even the god's soul can be affected by it?"

Jiang Yi shook his head lightly and said, "No, I don't want to know." ”

Throwing down this sentence, he didn't want to say more, his heart was really unlucky, he really shouldn't have gone out alone, and turned around to leave.

The peach blossom face of Qingling Kite changed instantly, and he instantly flipped his wrist and sent it forward, and the fragrance seemed to have a substance, turning into a sharp weapon and hitting Jiang Yi's back.

A cold wind and a disgusting breath hit behind him, freezing cold, Jiang Yi rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, his toes touched the ground, his body rose in the air, and his white clothes fluttered, avoiding the attack of Qingling Kite.

His face was slightly gloomy, and his slender fingers twisted and twisted, thinking that there was a weak woman on the other side, and finally calmed down the spiritual power of the strings.

He sighed and said helplessly: "I never embarrass women, and you don't have to be entangled." ”

The moves in Qingling Kite's hands kept changing, changing again and again, but they were resolved by Jiang Yi one by one, she was dancing with flowers and rain in her palms, her posture was staggering, and her movements were like flowing water, and Jiang Yi was standing in the air in white, silent, not strong in murderous intent, and it looked more like a beautiful girl dancing to her lover.

"The gods really pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the gods know, this spice is extremely rare, I wasted a lot of effort to get it from the emperor, this sunset flower is nourished by the soul of the gods, fiery red as blood, the aura is abundant, and the spices produced are naturally extraordinary. ”

Qingling's voice was very soft, but it clearly drifted into Jiang Yi's ears through the rain of flowers.

Jiang Yi's body instantly rolled up the spiritual wind, Ruyu's fingers twisted, and an ethereal piano sound instantly dispersed the sea of flowers, his eyebrows locked slightly, and he raised his voice and asked, "What did you say?"

The converging spiritual flame in the palm of Qingling Kite's palm turned into nothingness, the corners of his mouth twitched, evoking a charming smile, and he looked at Jiang Yi and said coquettishly: "This spice is made of the extinct sunset flower." ”

Jiang Yi's face was a little transparent in an instant, and he forcibly suppressed the anger rolling in his chest, and he said with a straight face: "Fuli won't." ”

The appearance of Fu Li appeared in his mind, Jiang Yi's fingers moved slightly, and suddenly his anger retreated, and he shook his head lightly and said: "I don't know what your intentions are, but unfortunately, I and Fu Li are friends of life and death, and it is definitely not something you can provoke with a few words." ”

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind swept in, and suddenly dozens of black-clothed people appeared out of thin air, surrounding Jiang Yi in the middle, Feng Qiwu clapped his hands and walked in front of Jiang Yi.

His sloppy eyes seemed to hide a bright light, and he looked at Jiang Yi with joy and sorrow, hiding thousands of emotions, and said in a low voice: "We meet again." ”

Jiang Yi's mind was slightly confused for a moment, panic and gloom, blood and crying, the water flow of Qinchuan never stopped, blooming the last brilliance of the moon, the white bones piled up into a mountain, the flesh and blood were scattered, and death came.

He stood silent for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitching, and finally he laughed silently.

"If you want to kill me, just bring such a few people? Didn't Emperor Feng forget that 1,400 years ago, how did hundreds of thousands of Kyushu soldiers die at my hands?"

"Oh, yes, one day in heaven and one year on earth, for Emperor Feng, it has long been before the reincarnation of eternity, and it is normal to remember clearly. ”

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Yi's somewhat pale face, but when he opened his mouth, it was difficult to hide the grimness, his flying eyebrows faded away from the evil aura, and his eyebrows covered his anger: "You want to conclude a relationship with the Emperor of the God Clan?"

He asked what this is for? Does it have anything to do with him? Jiang Yi was slightly stunned, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What is it? What does it have to do with you?"

Feng Qiwu's narrow eyes narrowed, the ink in his eyes was like night, staring at Jiang Yi's expressionless face, and said with a slight mockery: "I thought you were different, but I didn't think that you were also half-hearted and obsessed with lust like other gods. ”

When did he get half-hearted? This person is sick, right? Jiang Yi was a little speechless, raised his chin, his expression was a little arrogant, and his voice became even colder: "How I do things, it's not your turn to preach." ”

Feng Qiwu's unwarranted anger was a kind of insignificant meddling to him!

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Yi's eyebrows that were frowning due to impatience, and his heart suddenly felt an indescribable irritability, his nails pinched his palms, and he endured the urge to kill.

For so many years, Jiang Yi in his memory has always been stern, and he can't stand the slightest bit of guidance and insults from others, and the last time he saw him, he was also tense, and he couldn't wait to break his body into pieces.

But now he has restrained his temperament, even if he is disgusted with him, the sword at his waist has already roared, but he has never really drawn his sword to face him.

Feng Qiwu suddenly smiled indifferently and sneered: "I thought you cared about that person so much, if you die, you will die, too, how easy it is to choose between new love and old love." ”

Jiang Yi frowned: "What the hell are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Feng Qiwu's eyes, and Qingling Kite, who had been watching the show for a long time on the side, slowly paced over at this time, with a bewitching smile in her slender eyes, smooth fingers caressing her long hair, standing on tiptoe slightly, and whispering in Feng Qiwu's ear.

Feng Qiwu's color changed suddenly, his eyes suddenly shone like electricity, and a deep ink color swelled up, flooding with enchanting ripples.

Jiang Yi has good hearing, not to mention that although Qingling Kite lowered his voice, he pretended to be true and did not avoid him.

I heard all of this.

"The emperor borrowed the power of Yanshui Jade to wash away his memory. ”

Jiang Yi was dressed in white and Qinghua was like water, and the hand hidden in his sleeve moved, and the spiritual veins around his wrist with the golden strings probed again and again, and finally suppressed the idea of exploring the soul.

Because the past was not good, he felt that even if he forgot it completely, it would be fine, but he was at ease, so he never thought about why he lost his memory for no reason, and he would not suspect that it was Fu Li's hands and feet.

According to his friendship with Fu Li back then, Fu Li really didn't need to do these things.

Feng Qiwu smiled at Jiang Yi's slightly pale face, lowered his head and turned the wrench on his hand, and chuckled: "I didn't expect that the emperor of the dignified god clan would also use this kind of indiscriminate means. ”

As soon as the words fell, the covenant was snatched out, the sword qi was as fast as the wind, fierce as the momentum of breaking the sky, emitting a terrifying sword roar, the killing intent stirred up the snow all over the ground, the earthquake trembled, and where the sword qi passed, there was no piece of armor left.

The black-clothed people surrounding him didn't have time to react at all, and they were knocked out a few feet away, Jiang Yi instantly retracted his sword and returned to its sheath, and said to Feng Qiwu, who was forced to retreat again and again by the sword qi: "The Emperor of the Protoss is also something you can criticize?"

Dare to be disrespectful to Fu Li in front of him, I don't know whether to live or die. Feng Qiwu is okay, what's going on with this Qingling Kite? Even if the extreme abyss is not the same as the cultivation of the Protoss, it is always a subsidiary of the Protoss.

Qingling Kite's whole body and bones were gurgling in this powerful sword qi, her face sank suddenly, and she resumed her pretended enchanting smile, pinching her tone and eyebrows and saying: "It's really worthy of the sword god Yaoguang, and its strength is really extraordinary, it really frightens the slave family." ”

Jiang Yi heard a chill down his spine, his body shook, his chest swelled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk like this, it's disgusting." ”

Qingling Kite's face sank again in an instant, and she continued to laugh with some stiffness: "How can a god be so cruel to a weak woman like this. ”

Saying that, she bent her slender waist and stepped on the lotus step across the corpses all over the ground, and slowly walked to Jiang Yi, her eyes more charming than peach blossoms stared straight at Jiang Yi, just one glance can be heartstringy, her slender fingertips brushed the placket of her clothes, pulled slightly, revealing a little spring light, red lips slightly pursed, quite a bit of bewitching beauty waiting for you to pick.

Rao is no matter how she seduces, the person on his face is always as calm as water, and he doesn't react at all, and even his eyes are scattered, as if he sees her as nothing.

Qingling Kite hooked her hair and said unrelentingly: "Why don't the gods dare to look at me directly, is it because they are afraid of the slave family?"

The green tendons on Jiang Yi's forehead jumped, and he said, "How can I look at you when I'm blind?" I'm afraid this woman has a bad brain, she talks delicately and pretentiously, and she has to let him look at her.

Rao has seen Feng Qiwu who has seen a lot of big scenes, and he can't help but laugh lowly.

Qingling Kite couldn't hold back any longer, the gentle smile on her face was gone, her facial features were slightly distorted because of shame, she took a deep breath, she couldn't help it, and said: "No wonder the gods didn't react, I couldn't see it, I thought that there were people in the world besides the emperor who could resist the charm of the abyss." ”

Jiang Yi stroked his sleeves mercilessly and sneered: "Heh, it's shameless." ”

Not in the mood to entangle with them any more, Jiang Yi pointed his fingers together, and only dropped a sentence of "good for yourself" and wanted to leave.

Qingling Kite hurriedly shouted: "If the gods don't believe it, you might as well go back and ask the emperor how Jiang Wuwu died." ”

Jiang Yi's body shook suddenly, and the moment he heard Jiang Wuwu's words, the blood in his body seemed to cool and freeze rapidly. The heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, suffocating badly, but the legs seemed to be rooted in the ground, unable to move half a step.

Seeing that Jiang Yi seemed to have lost his soul, a smile of triumph flashed in Qingling's eyes.