"Love to fly, wake up, wake up, if you don't get up again, I'll solve the hillbilly's pig's trotters alone." Bi Xia only looked at the puddle of water on the table, and I don't know which unlucky young man was arched by this pig again.

"The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, only the pig's trotters cannot be stolen, the bold thief, and let go of the hostages in his hands, and ask me to come." Dao Feifei only looked at the pig's trotters that had been solved by Bi Xia, his eyes were full of resentment, and then he remembered that there seemed to be a few crystals hanging on the corners of his mouth, and he wiped them off while Bi Xia didn't find it.

It's a pity that such a lovely pig's trotters, such a handsome young man, as for the faint pain in his chest, he has already been instinctively filtered out by Dao Feifei in the pain of losing the pig's trotters.

"Aifei, this is the information you want." Bi Xia chewed on the pig's trotters and rubbed them a few times on his jeans.

Dao Feifei casually put the information on the table, and his eyes were reluctant to take his eyes off the codex of Queen Feng Shen.

Bixia couldn't help but interrupt.

"Aifei has a plan?"

Dao Feifei finally raised his eyes and carefully closed the Codex. The slender fingers rubbed the temples twice, and the eyes instantly cleared, and the thoughts were gradually pulled back.

Since discovering the Jinling Emperor's Mausoleum three months ago, Dao Feifei naturally felt that something was wrong with him. Uncontrollably explore this mysterious Jinling prosperous era even deeper. There are limited records of this short-lived dynasty in the history books, and most of the knowledge is from this codex. There are many questions to be answered.

Dao Feifei wants to peel back the cocoon and let everything surface. Then there is no better option than to find the Nanling Emperor's Mausoleum at the moment.

"Tomorrow's air ticket, the target is Moqi Mountain in the south city."

"Emperor, master, if it's Fei'er girl, what if you can't enter the teleportation array on the night of the full moon?" Qingjiao's brows were tightly locked, and he was afraid that he had been looking forward to it for so long.

"I'm sure Fei'er will come." Although it was a rebirth in another world that she had exchanged for twenty years of life, if she didn't come, what could she do, at least she was alive and well now.

Yeli was holding a personal information in his hand, reading it over and over again like a treasure. Dao Feifei, female, 25 years old. Graduate student of the Institute of Archaeological Engineering, Kyoto University. At a young age, he has a lot of experience. The most effective is the graduate graduation work "One or Two Speculations on the Rise and Fall of the Jinling Dynasty", my Fei'er still speaks incoherently, and the words are as convincing as the real thing.

Yeli couldn't help but pull out a meaningful smile. I don't know what fairy treasure is hidden in Yun Fusu's tomb that makes Fei'er so obsessed.

After more than ten hours of flying and then changing to a taxi, I finally arrived at my destination. It's just that it's completely dark. The twilight is vast, and I can't see my fingers. Dao Feifei took out a flashlight and turned around in front of a stele at the foot of the mountain. That's right, this is it.

"Riqi Mountain" Bi Xia's eyes widened like copper bells, and he took a photo with his mobile phone several times and didn't dare to ask.

"Aifei, make sure that the Nandi Mausoleum is here." Barren mountains and mountains, vaguely there is indeed a bit of fairy spirit, but more of it is gusting in the wind and creepy.

Dao Feifei's coat was torn by something, and a narrow cut was split in the placket. It is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is inevitably some autumn breeze that is cool, so it is not bleak.

According to the records in the codex, there should be a Taoist master on Moqi Mountain who cultivates the well-being. Dao Feifei continued to move forward with difficulty according to the records in the codex. The Codex of thousands of years ago is now inevitably vicissitudes, but I hope that the ancients will not deceive me.

"Bi Xia, the mountain road is difficult, be careful."

As he spoke, he slipped between his feet, and saw Bi Xia fall backwards. Fortunately, the knife flew and his eyes were quick, and he grabbed Bi Xia's waist with one hand and pulled the person back.

"Love Feiwen becomes a martial artist, and the mana is boundless!"

Dao Feifei responded with an enigmatic smile. Guys who have no heart and lungs, if you have time to watch those bloody plots, it is better to improve your business ability.

Bixia couldn't help but muttered to herself.

"Love to fly, sure enough, people are as their name suggests, and they are really loved by everyone."

Dao Feifei has never liked publicity, and he glanced at Bi Xia, who was full of pink hearts and blindly worshipped, very low-key.

"Originally, I just relied on strength, but my appearance was too high and I dragged it back. Our family Bixia is very good. ”

Bi Xia was praised in a daze.

"Aifei said that it was really good. After following Aifei for a long time, I also feel that my ability is getting better and better, and my appearance is becoming more and more ......."

The knife flew and interrupted suddenly, but it was too late.

"You're good, you're working hard." I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. There are gods three feet above the head, a place of cultivation, how dare you speak falsely.

I only heard a loud sound of "Kuang Dang", and a thunderclap struck, and the dark night was instantly lit up. I don't know what unfortunate things were struck by lightning and emitted black smoke. It's just that the smell is so close to me.

Dao Feifei picked up his nose and sniffed hard, a strong smell of roasted bird feathers. Subconsciously looking for Bi Xia beside him, there were only two rows of big white fangs left in the vast dark night. The original black and thick hair was naturally permed into a chicken nest curl, which was natural and so fucking chic.

Dao Feifei forced a smile, and Bi Xia looked innocent.

"Now it really depends on appearance."

"ka cha" came again, and Dao Feifei flashed a distance from Bi Xia with a brisk and flexible movement.

"Damn, I'm all this bear sai, and I'm chopping, I have the ability to chop me to death, my mother, I don't have the appearance and no strength, I like me and love to fly, what's wrong?"

Dao Feifei looked sympathetically at the little fan girl who was stupid by the thunder.

"Well, come to my sister, follow Aifei to have meat to eat, and pig's trotters to gnaw."

Bi Xia carefully glued to Dao Feifei's side.

I want my knife to fly and people love me, flowers to see flowers, but men and women, people and demons, and now I am willing to turn into a stupid and beautiful lightning rod. God knows, this fool has even his teeth split black now, and if he doesn't hold it anymore, he is afraid that he will be completely submerged when he reaches the top of the mountain.

After two hours of hard climbing, I finally reached the top of the mountain, "Tianji Pavilion", isn't it Taoist Xianzhi? How is it ...... In the place of saints, do not speak falsely.

Bi Xia couldn't bear it anymore. Pushing the door in, there are only two futons and a bronze statue in the bare main hall. Even though my sword flies and flies through the ancient and modern times, I still haven't guessed a thing or two. Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, naturally not. It wasn't until later that I saw the legend of the Heavenly Machine next to me.

Dao Feifei is inevitably a little weak-hearted. Ben has no intention of blasphemy. Please incense, insert incense, bow down, and salute in one go. At the right time, a white-clothed Taoist stood with his hands in his hands, his bones were solemn, and his face was kind and kind, adding a bit of immortal energy.

"The old fairy is not strange, the younger generation and friends have passed through this place and it is already inconvenient to hurry at night, so take this treasure to disturb for a night, and hope that the old fairy will be kind enough to take it in." As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person. Cultivators are compassionate and cannot throw people out if they are not happy.

"Where does the donor come from and where is he going?"

Bi Xia suddenly couldn't hold back.

"The younger generation came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and wanted to go to the Western ......"

I saw that the man waved his sleeves and did not take away a single cloud. After all, someone was not spared and disappeared into the enchanting night. Dao Feifei couldn't help but hold his forehead, thinking that he would ask for more blessings! I don't dare to make a mistake in front of the master.

The Taoist stared at Dao Feifei for a long time. No matter how thick-skinned people are, they will inevitably be a little uncomfortable.

"But the donor has something to ask?"

Dao Feifei suddenly felt a little nervous. You can't directly ask the location of the Nanling Emperor's Mausoleum. How you look at your appearance and temperament is not compatible with a person who specializes in studying people's ancestral graves, although she is. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck.

"The younger generation wants to make a marriage." The words are already overwhelmed. I saw that the Taoist was smoking, and I was afraid that it would not be so fast to drive the crane west. A look of disdain that rotten wood cannot be carved.

Dao Feifei thought that the person who blocked the thunder and struck was not around, so it should be the report of the present world. Unexpectedly, the Taoist took out a basket of bamboo sticks like a trick out of nowhere.

Dao Feifei stepped forward in panic and took one. The Taoist was silent, just frowned, as if he was in a ball, and the intensive disease of the knife flying was about to be committed.

I see, Dao Feifei realized that he is not a person who does not understand accidents. He emptied all his pockets, and put all his pockets into the merit box, including more than 200 yuan with a few coins in the middle.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Taoist was not paying attention, his eyes secretly glanced into the merit box a few times, and it was empty. If you come, you will be safe, and see how he is nonsense.

"The two worlds are infatuated with wishful thinking, and they are entrusted with empty trust. Why is the love shallow and deep, empty nostalgia, and a dilemma. Don't force the donor, everything depends on the heart, the three lives are difficult to find, and it is difficult to find ......" just didn't wait for the knife to fly, and the person just disappeared out of thin air.

Dao Feifei chewed on the words of the Taoist repeatedly, and he couldn't say anything in his heart. Empty nostalgia, dilemma......

"Love to Fly ......"

Dao Feifei really couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Bi Xia was in the main hall, and he found a bronze mirror somewhere, only to hear an exclamation of "ahh

Dao Feifei hugged a futon and found a comfortable position against a pillar, tossed all day and there were still two hours before dawn, he needed to recuperate, and there were still many things to do tomorrow.

Bi Xia didn't know where to find some clear water, and finally cleaned up the slightest human appearance. This time, he flew out with the knife and thought of becoming famous, but he never thought about it but lost a lot. When I go home, I am afraid that my mother will not recognize it, and the indigenous people of Africa do not have such a natural color of black.

"Why did the master worry about Fei'er, she is now under the curse of two lives, she is stupid and stupid with a mortal body, and it is all the fault of the master to disturb the master's cultivation."

"Mu Chen doesn't need to mind. Since the teacher has answered to help you, I will not worry about her. As a teacher, he just watched Fei'er now open six tricks in seven tricks, and his mind was unstable, and he was afraid that it would be futile to forcibly introduce people into the formation. "Mo Qi is deeply afraid that his stupid apprentice will end up with a bamboo basket for nothing, and the previous generation of Ming Jun will fall, and it is inevitable that he will be cold.

For love, for love, for love, for love, for love. What an emperor through the ages, born at the right time, is just an idiot in the end.

"Although the master is relaxed, even if Fei'er is stubborn and stupid, the apprentice will never abandon her again. Now the disciple's mutilated body is just seeking a person who can know Fei'er and stay together, even if she is still played and used by her, Fei'er wants me to live, then she lives for her, and if she wants me to die, the futile child will not hesitate. ”

Mo Qi waved his hand casually.

"That's it, being a teacher can only help you go so far. In the future, it will all be up to creation! ”

After leaving the night to bid farewell to the master, looking at the people on the futon, the heart that had been frozen finally had some warmth. I couldn't help but mend her coat with a spell, and pulled it up to cover her.

The long hair tied at the waist has been changed to short ear-length hair, which is a little neater and more playful. The eyebrows are still so good-looking. It's only a few days, but it's like a lifetime. was thinking about holding people in his arms and loving them, when he suddenly let out a few whispers in his sleep.

The night is only heard in the clouds. As the day dawned, the night reluctantly whispered something in Dao Feifei's ear.

"Fei'er, I miss you so much."

The knife opened his eyes sharply, and the words rang over and over again in his head.

"Fei'er, I miss you so much."

Why does the voice sound so gentle and familiar, but with a bit of helplessness and sourness. Who is he, why is his heart getting tighter and tighter, and he can't say what he feels.

Dao Feifei stretched, soothed his stiff legs and back, and put on his coat. It's strange, I remember that there was a big cut on my coat yesterday, and I couldn't see it at all. That's it, it's important to get down to business first.