And Song Jia'er and the others were relieved by the transfer of the magic sound bell, and when they saw Chu Yuanyang's tragic situation at this moment, they felt a burst of happiness in their hearts.

Looking at Chu Yuanyang, who was about to fall to the ground, Ruan Ziling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the variables were finally going to disappear?

Sure enough, human intuition is undoubtedly the most accurate, especially women.

At this time, the whole world seemed to be quiet, even the fiery sun seemed to sense the abnormality, and quickly hid in the clouds, the whole sky was as white as the Milky Way, the wind was slow, and the gray smoke rose more than three feet high, blurring everyone's vision.

When he looked closely, he found that a black shadow came from the backlight from the east, and every step he took was extremely steady and heavy, and the powerful aura emanating from his body was as suffocating and trembling as if Mount Tai was overwhelming.

It was only when he approached that everyone could see his face clearly.

"The wind... Senior Brother Feng. Ruan Ziling stopped shaking her hand, looked at the overly fat figure, and exclaimed softly.

Chu Yuanyang's eyes had regained their clarity, but her whole body was still unable to move as if she was falling apart, she couldn't help but look at Feng Lige with a wry smile and said, "How did you get here?"

Feng Lige didn't pay attention to anyone, but slowly bent down, lowered his head and reached out to gently wipe the bright red from the corner of Chu Yuanyang's mouth, and then picked her up from the ground, and left in the direction from which he came without looking back.

Seeing this, Lan Xiang hurriedly followed behind Feng Lige and left with him.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Ruan Ziling did not stop them from leaving, but looked at the figure that was cautiously hugging another woman, and finally slowly closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no longer the grief of Fang Cai, replaced by a strong hatred.

Feng Lige In your last life, it seems that there is only one person in your world, but people abandon you like a piece of, so that you end up with hatred, do you still want to experience the taste of asking for nothing in your previous life? Why can't you take a good look at me, why?

In this life, he has seized the opportunity, but he has never been able to win the heart of Feng Lige, no matter how low he is, he still ignores himself, why is this? What did he do wrong?

Is it because of variables? Yes, it must be.

The three words of Chu Yuanyang have been wandering in Ruan Ziling's mind like a magic spell, lingering, the seeds of resentment have already sprouted, and now they are getting deeper and deeper, and they have reached the point where they will not be happy if they are not uprooted.

"Nguyen... Senior Sister Ruan!" Su Manyin looked at Ruan Ziling, who was full of gloom, and called out a little timidly.

Ruan Ziling glanced at Su Manyin in displeasure, and Su Manyin only felt that the whole person was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and she trembled.

"Let's go!" the voice fell, and the person was gone.

............。

"What's wrong with you?" asked Chu Yuanyang, who was being held in Feng Lige's arms, staring at his multi-layered chin, suspiciously.

Along the way, Feng Lige never said a word from beginning to end, and his expression was also faint, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Feng Lige still kept his mouth shut and walked forward without squinting.

Chu Yuanyang didn't want to be bored, so he didn't ask any more.

It wasn't until she came to the medicine garden that Feng Lige was unusual, and threw her directly on the only wooden couch in the thatched house.

"Sizzle!" Chu Yuanyang snorted with grinning teeth.

She didn't know where she had made this little ancestor unhappy, she was fine, but her face changed in a moment.

For a long time, when she thought that Feng Lige would not speak, he said expressionlessly: "You have eaten the Gathering Spirit Pill that Elder Miao gave you." That's a lot of certainty.

Chu Yuanyang nodded, at that time, she was forced to eat it because she was aware of Ruan Ziling's existence, if she didn't eat it, I am afraid that she would have already turned into a cold corpse at this time.

"You're really not afraid of death. Feng Lige smiled sarcastically.

Chu Yuanyang sighed lightly: "Can you go out first, the aura in this body is too overflowing, I am afraid that I will explode and die, so I have to absorb and absorb it first." ”

Feng Lige leaned against the door panel, hugged his arms, and continued to sneer: "Do you know that you are afraid?" Although he was unforgiving, he still walked out and closed the door for her.

Chu Yuanyang knew that he cared about himself in disguise, otherwise he wouldn't have gone down the mountain to get himself back.

With a sigh, he got up and sat cross-legged and ran the Breath Exercises.

Feng Lige, who came out of the thatched house, not only did not leave, but stood outside the thatched house without knowing what he was thinking, just standing motionless facing the thatched house.

The catkins flew and fell on the three thousand green silks he had bundled high, adding a little different color to the ink-like green silk.

For a long time, until the catkins fell all over his shoulders and there was a movement in his arms, he reached out and flicked the catkins on his shoulders, took out the sound transmission stone from his arms, frowned slightly and probed into a divine vision, and then pursed his lips and walked towards the main hall.

The main hall is still gorgeous and atmospheric, the scarlet gauze tent is fluttering, and through the layers of tents, a figure lying on the crimson glass with closed eyes can be vaguely seen.

The figure is graceful, slender, only covered with a thin layer of light veil on the picturesque body, the shadow can be seen that the skin under the light veil is glowing with a faint silver light, like the finest mutton fat white jade, the light gauze hangs straight down to the ankles, the crimson light gauze and the pearl-like round and full toes form a sharp contrast, I don't know whether the beaded and jade toes are good-looking, or the crimson light gauze is better.

"What are you looking for me?" Feng Lige stood below and paused.

"Uh-huh!" the voice was hoarse, as if it had just woken up, as if some emotion had been ignited, and it made people's blood boil and their hearts itch.

Feng Lige not only did not have the slightest ripple when he heard this voice, but a few traces of disgust quickly flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that you went down the mountain today?" The figure in the curtain did not have a trace of displeasure at the silence of Feng Lige.

Feng Lige smiled mockingly, but was still silent.

"For that bastard root?" the figure in the tent slowly opened its eyes and looked at him through layers of scarlet veils.

"Isn't that what you'd like to see?" Feng Lige turned his face to the side, not looking at the man in the curtain.

"Come here!" the curtain shook slightly, and a few toes as round and full as pearls stretched out from the scarlet veil, and then the curtain was slowly lifted a corner, and the position of the wind left the song to meet the eyes of the figure.

The wind left the song unmoved.

"Ge'er!" The voice was still dark and charming, but it had an irresistible majesty.

Feng Lige's eyes sank, and finally obediently swept away the scarlet curtain and came to the glass collapse.

"It's not for you to face this seat. The figure on the glass collapsed chuckled, raised his arm, the scarlet yarn flickered, and when the scarlet yarn merged with the glass collapse again, the huge body beside the glass collapse was gone, replaced by a thin and slender figure that was not weak.

Although the figure was thin and not rough, it could still feel the power emanating from this thin body that did not match this body.

Feng Lige was taken aback by this sudden change, and hurriedly grabbed the overly fat clothes that were about to slip off, and pursed his begonia-like lips into a straight line, and the arrogant and indifferent but domineering aura exuded from his body, like a vigorous and lonely jaguar ready to go, the light in his eyes was amazing and terrifying at the same time.

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