Feng Luotian listened carefully to the woman's explanation of the effect of Xuan Mingsan, her eyes that were blown reddish by the wind were full of gratitude to her, she poked the bottle tightly in the palm of her hand, and said thank you to the old woman sincerely.

The old woman's deep eyes stared at her as if they were nothing, and then she quickly turned her head and said regretfully, "Go and save your friend, as for whether you can succeed or not, it depends on God." She said as she waved her hand, motioning for her to leave.

Feng Luo leaned towards the woman and nodded, then walked back.

The old man held the cane in both hands, leaned over and watched Feng Luotian's back gradually walk away, until it disappeared, her eyes were suddenly full of a little weirdness, and she slowly straightened her waist, and her rough hand reached out to her ears and cheeks and rubbed it a few times, only to see that for a moment, a slightly thick face was torn off, revealing the woman's cold and handsome face.

Nie Qiancheng looked at the direction in which Feng Luotian disappeared, how could she not recognize that face, it was clearly Feng Luotian, at first when the door master said that she was not dead, she still didn't believe it, but now it seems that she is really still alive.

It's just that since she didn't die, why didn't she go back to the princess's mansion? There is also Mo Beiqi, he must have known about Feng Luotian's fake death a long time ago, she now thinks back, Mo Beiqi's performance in the mourning hall that day was indeed very strange, he has always been calm and does not show his edge, how could he do such an unstable thing as opening the coffin and performing an autopsy, Nie Qiancheng thought about it, and there was only one reason, that is, he must have known that Feng Luotian was not dead at that time, and he did this undoubtedly to let everyone see that it was Feng Luotian lying in the coffin, so that everyone thought that Feng Luotian was really dead, But why did he do it? And he didn't even tell her about it, and why Feng Luotian was with Jiang Wu now, and he still looked very close.

Don't......... His eyes narrowed dangerously.

The rest, she didn't dare to think about, but she would definitely figure it out.

Feng Luo leaned back to the inn, she first glanced at Jiang Wu, took a basin of hot water, sat on the edge of his bed, and wiped his body intimately, his face became more and more pale, and his body became colder and colder, I don't know when, he will leave her, so no matter how dangerous Suzaku Mountain is, she must save him.

She knew that this must be very dangerous, maybe this glance was the last time she saw him, but she was really reluctant to leave, she wanted to stay with him all the time, and never leave by his side for the rest of her life, but now she had to leave, he was in danger for her, and now that she is her, even if she goes up the knife mountain and goes down to the sea of fire, she has no regrets.

Her eyes were gradually covered with a layer of mist, she stretched out her plain white hand, gently held his palm, the two fingers interlocked, Feng Luo felt the man's palm print engraved in the palm of the palm, where there were two lines symbolizing him and her, tightly combined, intertwined, and foamed with each other. It represents the fate of this time.

"Jiang Wu..." she called his name softly, this was an unfamiliar name, but at this moment it was extremely familiar, so familiar that it had been deeply engraved on the tip of her heart, and could not be erased.

"Can you feel my temperature?"

She looked at the man's quiet sleeping face ignorantly, so thin that there was no fluctuation at all.

"Smack." A crystal tear spilled out of her eyes and onto their hands, which had long since become one.

"You can feel it, right?" She coaxed softly, even if the man didn't give her half a response, she was sure that he would feel it.

"You must wait for me here obediently, and when I get the windweed back, so that you can wake up."

"Don't worry about my safety, I'm fine, I was taught by you, you don't believe me, you have to believe that you are, even the wolf is not my opponent, the little volcano can't be difficult for me."

"When you wake up, we will get married, you said you want to marry me, but don't lie to me, otherwise, I will never forgive you, we will have a bunch of children, do you like boys or girls? Anyway, I think the boy is good, if there is anything in the future, we will let him go out and bear it, it should be a tempering for him, and the two of us will continue to live our little life, no longer asking whether it is right or wrong, what do these grievances in the previous life have to do with us? ”

"Jiang Wu, why are you so good to me, you said that at the beginning, we just met in Pingshui, but you said that you wanted me to marry you, I thought at first that you married me, just because I looked similar to your dead wife, our marriage was just a transaction, I was still angry with you at that time, but then you told me, I am me, not a substitute for anyone, the person you want to marry is me, I was really happy at that time, maybe you made me understand that since the past has no result, why not give up as soon as possible, Guarding someone who doesn't belong to you is dragging down the other party and hurting yourself after all. Those memories of the past, even if they are restarted, cannot really disappear, the only thing in this world that cannot be repeated is what happened in the past. ”

"People are already very tired in their lives, why do they still hold on to that little obsession in their hearts and refuse to let go?"

"Jiang Wu, in fact, I have already let go of the past, and I only have you in my heart."

"So, you must lie down here, and you must not have anything until I come back."

“… I'm leaving..."Feng Luo muttered in his ear for a long time, she still held Jiang Wu's hand tightly, but slowly got up.

Her eyes were red, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was a little sparkling.

Suddenly, she leaned over again, leaned her head on the man's chest, tears flowed out of her eyes like a river bursting the embankment, it seemed that all the grievances accumulated in her heart these days were released at once, she cried fiercely, and said with a thick cry, "But I really can't bear you." All her pretense of strength completely collapsed in an instant in this sentence.

Except for Jiang Wu, no one was around, she could finally cry out loud, pour out all her grievances and sadness, she lay on the man's chest, tears slowly flowed down the bridge of her tall nose into her green silk, and finally dripped on Jiang Wu's clothes, she sobbed quietly until the wind dried her tears, until her cry gradually turned into a small chok, and finally disappeared.

She got up again, this time, she was really leaving, even if there was more reluctance, she had to give it a go.

One last glance at Jiang Wu wistfully, she resolutely turned around and left.

Packing what she needed, she gently closed the door and walked straight into the thick night.

She didn't leave immediately, but jumped over the high building and walked to another tent, through the curtain, the lights in the tent had already been turned off, Feng Luo pursed his lips lightly.

"Presumably at this time, the spring girl has already rested." Thinking about it, she didn't call her, but squatted down and pressed the credit stone that had been written down and placed it by her curtain.

The night was cold, and the wind scraped her cheeks mercilessly, she raised her eyes to look at the dark night sky, picked up the burden on her shoulders, and walked away.

According to the man's words during the day, she walked for a long time, and finally found the southernmost part of the desert, Suzaku Mountain, which is worthy of being a volcano, and before she reached the foot of the mountain, she felt extremely hot, and her clothes were slightly soaked with sweat.

The sky was already a little cloudy, Feng Luotian finally reached the foot of the mountain, this Vermilion Bird Mountain is not high, it is similar to the hills in the south, and it will only take two quarters of an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.

Looking at the mountain hat, Feng Luo leaned over and pinched her faintly painful leg, she walked to the mountain wall, her hand just touched the mountain wall, and was scalded back, she frowned tightly, she never thought that this mountain wall would be so hot, her hand on it, as if it was stretched to the bottom of the red pot, she opened her palm, it was already a little red.

Exhaling heavily, as if to cheer herself up again, she insisted on the belief in her heart, and she covered the hot mountain wall with her hands again, and slowly climbed up the steep cliff.

Shaking her pale lower lip tightly, large drops of sweat dripped from her forehead, some even dripped into her eyes, so hot that she couldn't open her eyes, dragging her heavy legs, she could clearly feel the wound on her legs unraveling again, and blood stained her skirt red.

Time passes minute by minute...

"Jiang Wu, wait for me, I will definitely pick the wind grass." Even though she no longer has the strength to continue climbing, the belief in her heart still drives her not to give up.

"Dusty girl!"

Who? Who's calling Dusty?

Feng Luo's eyes tightened, she looked down, and saw that the Spring Moon Man was actually standing at the foot of the mountain, looking down from her, she was just a small shadow, but she still knew who she was from her voice.

"You're here, come down, it's dangerous to do so." Seeing the woman hanging halfway up the mountain without any protective measures, her eyebrows were furrowed, she hurriedly took two steps forward, and pulled her throat to ask Feng Luotian to hurry down.

"Spring girl, I'm fine, I must get the wind grass." Feng Luo listened to her words, but she would definitely not give up at this time.

"I said I'll ask someone to pick the weed, don't worry, come down!" Seeing that she refused to come down, the hearts of the people of Chunyue were raised in their throats, and she beckoned to her.

Feng Luo was unmoved, she looked at the woman, she was very grateful for her help to her and Jiang Wu, but she didn't want to let others lose their lives because of her and Jiang Wu.

"Spring girl, I understand your kindness, but this is my own business, I don't want to affect others, you get out of here quickly, otherwise the volcano will erupt at that time, and I am afraid that it will affect you."

After speaking, Feng Luo turned her head and looked at the top of the mountain not far away, she gritted her teeth and continued to step forward.

Seeing that the woman continued to walk up, she shouted at her again, but this time Feng Luotian didn't pay attention to her, seeing this, her hands kept stirring together, her heart was horizontal, she stepped forward, regardless of the heat of the cliff, she also climbed up with her.

Feng Luo saw that the woman actually climbed up with her, she was shocked, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she said loudly, "Miss Chun, what are you doing, it's dangerous here, you go down quickly!" ”

Chunyue Ren hooked her lips, she smiled between her eyebrows, and said, "I, Chunyue Ren, just have a problem with being helpful, you don't want to go down with me today, or let me go up with you." ”

"Spring Girl!" She also wanted to stop.

"Don't talk about it, let's go pick the weeds." She smiled, as if she could brighten up the cold snow season.