"Huh?"

With a low murmur, Su Yitong opened his eyes sleepily and asked sleepily, "What are you doing?" ”

"There's a hot spring here, you ......"

"Hot springs, where?"

As soon as he heard the word hot spring, Su Yitong broke free from his arms and looked around with a pair of big eyes.

"Here." Shaking her head funny, Feng Feiyi let go of her, got up and walked to the side to light the oil lamp embedded in the stone wall, and said slowly: "The wind is cool at night, you should soak in the hot spring first to get rid of the cold on your body." ”

"What about you?" Su Yitong quickly glanced at Feng Feiyi by the afterglow of the lamp, then lowered his eyes, and said in shame: "Can you..."

"Oh, by the way, this king's body," Feng Feiyi's words were not finished, and the flush on Su Yitong's face spread to the root of her ears, she half-bowed her head, looking embarrassed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she didn't dare to raise her head. Feng Feiyi looked at her with a smile for a while, and finally walked over and gently took her into his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for you outside." ”

"You," Su Yitong looked up in amazement, his eyes shining, as if he didn't believe him talking so well.

"Hehe......" rubbed her head, Feng Feiyi couldn't help but chuckle out loud, and teased: "What, do you want me to stay with you?" ”

"No...... No need to ......" Su Yitong shook his head in fright, stretched out his hand and pushed him out, looking nervous: "I don't like to take a bath with others." ”

Don't like to take a bath with others? What does this mean? Could it be that you don't like him? pursed his lips, Feng Feiyi was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but Su Yitong suddenly pushed hard, and his whole body rushed forward.

It took several steps to stagger, and Feng Feiyi looked back at her. Su Yitong was afraid in his heart, and hurriedly pouted and said aggrievedly: "It's none of my business, I didn't mean to." ”

Knowing that she was frightened tonight, Feng Feiyi didn't bother with her, shook his head a little helplessly, and then brushed his sleeves and left.

The ink-colored hem of the clothes flashed from under his eyes, Su Yitong blinked, blinked again, and always felt like he was dreaming.

After taking a comfortable bath in the hot spring pool, it was already dawn when Su Yitong came out.

Feng Feiyi sat on a big rock on the side of the road, the mountain wind was blowing, his inky robe was flying, and the thin morning mist was all around him, and at a glance, he looked like a hidden worldly master.

Tugging the corners of his mouth, Su Yitong hurriedly walked over, "I'm okay, let's go." ”

Perhaps because the time spent soaking in the hot springs was too long, he suddenly caught up with the mountain wind, and Su Yitong only felt cold all over his body. She rubbed her arms, snorted the heat, and muttered to herself, "I didn't expect it to be so warm inside, but it was so cold outside, and I froze to death." ”

Her voice was not loud, but Feng Feiyi could clearly hear her complaints during the meditation break. Hooking his lips, he opened his eyes and looked at her and said, "Are you better?" ”

"Alright, alright." Su Yitong hurriedly said: "Let's get out of here quickly, don't we have to go down the mountain?" Walk ......"

With that, she tugged at the sleeve of the Wind Wing's robe and left. Seeing that the good material broke under Su Yitong's excessive pulling, he couldn't help frowning, and didn't move for a long time.

Su Yitong turned around when he heard the voice, and suddenly let go of his hand in fright, and said with a red face: "Feng Feiyi, I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?" ”

Glaring at her lightly, Feng Feiyi didn't hum.

Su Yitong stirred his fingers weakly, and said as he stepped back: "I ......"

His feet suddenly emptied, Su Yitong was careless, and his body fell backwards. A gust of morning breeze blew, and the long hair behind her was like a splashed ink landscape painting hanging in the air, sprinkled and ethereal.

"Be careful."

At the moment when Su Yitong's body was about to fall down, Feng Feiyi's heart suddenly tightened, his pupils suddenly dilated, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, his body also pounced and grabbed Su Yitong's hand.

It's just a little bit worse.

Maybe it was the fear that had made Feng Feiyi accustomed to it, he just grabbed her hand hard, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, he screamed suddenly, and with a hard pull, Su Yitong's body took off again, however, this time it was no longer falling down, but falling intact on the open ground behind Feng Feiyi.

Feng Feiyi's whole body strength seemed to be drained, and he collapsed to the ground, not moving for a long time.

In Su Yitong's memory, Feng Feiyi has always been a beautiful existence. Because every time she saw him, he always looked like he was careless about everything, as if there was no one or thing in this world who could take him to heart, as light as water, as cold as ice.

But today he ......

Su Yitong stared at him for a moment, pursed his lips, and then walked over with a white face, pushed his arm, and asked, "Feng Feiyi, are you okay?" ”

Perhaps it was out of worry, or perhaps out of fear, there was a noticeable tremor in her slightly hoarse voice. She sniffed and said with some reproach, "I'm sorry,"

Every time she gets into a big disaster, it's always him who gets hurt in the end. If you think about it carefully, since she met Feng Feiyi, it seems that he is the one who shelters her from the wind and rain every time. When she was hunted down, he protected her with his life, and when she was desperate, he was like a divine soldier, and every time, he could always appear when she needed help the most, giving her infinite tenderness.

She thought she might be in love with him.

From the beginning of the two to the present inseparable, she seems to be inseparable from him.

Tears flowed and fell, and my heart couldn't help but feel sour. Warm tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped on Feng Feiyi's face, Feng Feiyi's eyelids moved, he slowly opened his eyes, and smiled weakly: "Good decent, what are you crying about." ”

"Great, Wind Wing, you're not dead." As soon as he heard his voice, Su Yitong immediately cried with joy, threw himself on him, and then cried: "I thought you were dead like this." ”

"How can I die so easily," after regaining some strength, Feng Feiyi pursed his bloodless thin lips and explained in a low voice: "I'm just exhausted and powerless for a while, not as serious as you say." ”

As he spoke, he rubbed her head, and said in a soft and doting voice, "Didn't you say it was cold just now?" Why aren't you afraid of the cold now? ”

"I'm not afraid." Su Yitong shook his head, and said with a choked voice: "I'm scared to death, where can I care about being cold or not?"

The sun shines through the thin morning mist and falls on the golden yellow of the mountains.

Suddenly, the morning mist lifted, revealing the mountain as it was. At that time, Su Yitong realized that the place he had just stepped on was a cliff.

Her face turned pale, and she looked at the cliff in a daze, and did not move for a long time.

Feng Feiyi waited until his strength was almost recovered, then he sat up on the ground, and looked curiously at her line of sight. "Still afraid?"

Su Yitong nodded, met his gaze, and said in a choked voice: "I almost fell from there just now." ”

On this day, Su Yitong felt that she was very hypocritical. At the slightest unhappiness, the tears flowed more than ever before, as if they didn't want money.

After what happened last night, the guards of the Regent's palace were badly damaged, and now there are only about a hundred people left in the full fight. Seeing that he was about to arrive at Luoyi, Yun was becoming more and more uneasy.

At night, the group only ate some dry food and continued on their way.

The drought in Luoyi is getting worse day by day, and I don't know whether God deliberately took this opportunity to punish the person who blew up the Bianzhou dam or because of this, he was angry with the people of Luoyi, since the river connecting Luoyi and Bianzhou bottomed out, not a drop of rain has fallen in the past few months. In this way, it is not only the people of Luoyi who have been affected, according to Su Yitong's observation all the way, I am afraid that the small cities around Luoyi have also been implicated.

The carriage moved very slowly, and the cold moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, and the cracks in the ground caused by the long-term drought were instantly visible and fell into everyone's eyes.

Yun Jue frowned, and with some anxiety, he ordered the guards following the carriage: "Be vigilant,"

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the moon is bright.

At this moment, the carriage happened to drive into a forest, and the moonlight fell through the cracks in the dense foliage, and somehow, whether it was Yun Jue, who was driving the carriage in front, or the vigilant guards of the Regent's palace behind, they had no reason to shiver.

Suddenly, the dense woods in the forest shook violently, and the "rustle" sound was accompanied by the "whining" sound of the approaching wind, and there was a sense of impending wind and rain.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. But before they could completely relax their breath, they saw that in the mottled shadows of the trees reflected by the moonlight in front of them, the cold light flashed, and the whistling sound of sword qi cutting through the void followed.

"It's not good, protect the prince." Yun Jue immediately loosened the horse's rope, drew his sword with a "swish", and stood in front of the car, his not sturdy body standing straight.

His lips pursed tightly, his cold eyes swept towards the void, and he slowly spoke, "Who is coming?" ”

The hand slowly stroked the sword body, and Yun Jue's cold face was unprecedentedly serious.

"The one who wants your life." A loud laugh resounded through the sky, and I saw that among the dense shadows of the trees, black shadows came out one after another, quickly sweeping towards this end, so fast that even Yun Jue couldn't help but secretly speak.

The laughter was too arrogant, Su Yitong was half-asleep and half-awake, when he heard this laughter, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, turned over and sat up suddenly, and exclaimed, "What happened?" ”

The night was eerily quiet.

The eerie and cold sword light reflected all over the forest, making the black woods as bright as day.

For a while, the two sides stood opposite each other, and neither had the intention of making the first move.

Su Yitong didn't hear the response, and felt uneasy in his heart, and reached out to lift the car curtain.

"Don't move." Feng Feiyi's cold voice suddenly came. Su Yitong looked back at him, puzzled. Feng Feiyi lowered his voice and said, "Mo Qingchen is here." ”

"Mo Qingchen." His eyebrows jumped, Su Yitong was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Why is this plague god here again, the ghost is not gone, and he will not let people live." ”

"He's here to kill you." Feng Feiyi said coldly.

"I know." Pouting, Su Yitong was a little aggrieved. "It's not like I'm cowardly and want to lighten the mood." She leaned in front of Feng Feiyi, and then said in surprise: "Feng Feiyi, are you sick again?" ”