"The grenade festival has officially begun." Shara announced.

The compass array was sunny and clear.

It is divided into five directions: the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu, and the unicorn.

The space-time tunnel seems to pass through that time, the memories of that time, the wind, the clouds, the hearts of people, the heavens and the earth and even the phantom traces.

Ye Feng stopped a cold sword from the sheath, and grabbed the tie on a person's head with lightning speed.

Let it wither and separate, flutter and be frightened.

There was a gloom off the field.

Just like a year ago, no one knew that she was Ye Fengzhu, and no one knew that the name of "Ye Fengzhu" was just a nobody, a female streamer.

The wind swayed, and the leaves were quite distressed.

Don't...... Has all the hard work in the wonderland been in vain?

The slight ripples that looked like mosquitoes and ants at the bottom disappeared, but applause.

And as always, the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Qilin are the main events, and the applause of the audience is here, which is simply coherent, like the ups and downs of the peaks and mountains, like the surging waves.

Ye Feng, who was dressed in emerald clothes, stopped dancing and jumped to the platform in one step.

Pouring water is waiting for her on the other side.

"Disappointed?"

"Uh-huh, no, no." Ye Feng pouted and shook his head.

The wind is clear and disillusioned, and the sea of light that oppresses the pavilion is colorful, and the endless pomegranate fruit is as red as smoke, enveloping the entire straight and extended Yongdao.

"It's clearly just-" Shui Ran pressed her little head, and couldn't help but think of the scene where the fledgling girl named Ye Fengzhu argued with him again.

"This ......"

"Song Bingjia, Governor Song will arrive, you have to be careful, don't reveal your identity."

"That Governor Song from the Imperial City, the man from a year ago?" Ye Feng stopped sighing and asked, secretly taking a breath of cool air.

"That's right." Pour water and answer.

"Don't reveal your identity just yet." Pour water into her skeptical gaze.

I'm afraid this has something to do with people who want to harm Zhu Xuanyan.

She looked flustered, her left eyelid jumped and jumped, and her mood couldn't calm down for a while, but despite the world, strange and strange, her deep eyes let her sink into a peaceful and peaceful world, with him, with this person by her side, for the first time, she felt that everything around her was so stable and calm.

A heart will sink to be determined.

"Let's go, rest for a while." It was noon, and Shui Ran led Ye Feng to stop the shady viewing platform, and there were people next to him who stroked the qin and chanted, and they drank tea and watched the martial arts competition in the pomegranate flower river water field.

The light sleeves let in a cool breeze, and the fragrance floats.

Drill into the watery nose, like a butterfly playing. This is the unique taste that belongs to Ye Fengzhu, so that he will never forget it.

At this time, they have the same heart and mind. The hand resting in one place is the string of the harp, the pillar.

His intentions have never been clearer and clearer than now, his heart is dedicated to her, he is bound to marry Ye Fengzhi as his wife within the next two months, he is bound to love her alone, protect her for the rest of his life, and miss Ye Fengzhi alone.

"Ye Feng, promise me to be my wife, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life." Poured water, opened his lips and breathed.

His eyes were clearly drunk.

But the words are incomparably clear and clear.

Ye Feng couldn't help but have some auditory hallucinations, and his brain was chaotic.

Never before had he said it to him so solemnly, even once.

"Shui Ran ......" she couldn't help but hesitate a little, but what she hesitated was not whether to marry him, but about the situation she was about to face—the reality in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

"Have you thought it through?" Ye Feng stopped sighing and asked.

"Think it through." Pouring water in response, one hand grasping her slender wrist very well and airtightly

He was afraid that she would slip away from him again without even noticing.

He wants her to be the woman he pours in forever, and she can't do without him for the rest of her life, and become a part of his body.

However, by some time, the two of them had become inseparable.

Ye Fengzhu could feel the scratches of the wind, his chest against her shoulder was clearly beating rapidly, his hair gently brushed her cheeks, and a wet piece of her neck came from the fragrance of rosemary.

"Promise me, Ye Feng stops."

"You know how much I love you."

"Please forgive me for thinking that I have made those ...... to you" Dumpling Ran suddenly remained silent, just rubbing against her, for fear that she would say something similar to "no forgive" and "no promise".

The forthcoming series of words that struck the atrium and made his eyes flutter did not appear, but were disillusioned like the wind for a moment.

She sighed, not so much as inadvertently relieved.

His heart, full of anticipation, was extremely hot, but at this time it was cold and cold.

"I know, you have room to maneuver." From beginning to end, it seems that he has always been pouring water and answering himself alone, swearing to the death with her heart.

He put his head on the table and slipped away for two or three hours.

Immediately, it was the great reward of the Governor of Song.

Everyone had to clear the scene from the viewing platform, and the princes and nobles were all avoidable, and all that was left was the governor Song Bingcheng who was sent from the imperial city to supervise the affairs of the swordsmen.

The compass team cleared and exited, leaving only a few candidates.

It was the Vermilion Bird Array headed by Ye Fengzhu, the Green Dragon Array headed by Wu Shuang, and the Xuanwu Array headed by Xu Yanling. 163TXT

The three of them played against each other, invisibly forming a golden triangle.

Now, there's a good show to watch.

Ye Fengzhu did not reveal his true face, but he was still wearing a blind, pale yellow lotus veil, which was very good-looking, comparable to the sunshine.

Brilliant and beautiful, peerless independence.

Ye Feng's ears burned red, because-almost all the people on the viewing platform were watching her at this time, including her pouring water.

Of course it was - her heart couldn't help but flutter.

Wang Yu stood on the side of the pouring water, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his expression was radiant, thinking to himself, the "magical" person is really about to reappear in the rivers and lakes.

You have to take good hold of your sister-in-law this time.

I saw that a burst of smoke suddenly appeared on the compass, which was a blue jacaranda mist lit by Cha Luo's own hands.

Then, the twelve heads of flame snakes suddenly rose and burst into flames.

A year ago, the Vermilion Bird Formation she was in had been designed by Dumping Shui Ran in advance, and all four Flame Serpent Heads had been replaced by Dumping Shui Ran, otherwise, she really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

Now, it's not as good as it was then.

With her alone, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

However, the only path she can choose is forward, not backward.

She secretly cheered herself on, pressing herself step by step, forcing herself to the moment when she had to face it.

The darkness was gone, and her eyes were full of light, full of light.

It was the strength that poured water that gave her the strength to move forward, and it was the courage that Master Yuanmei gave her in the Western Elysium.

With these, she has nothing to fear.

The one who is afraid of the tail is the shrunken turtle!

She's not, she's - a magical person, the world's unparalleled and unique Ye Fengzhi!

"Amazing!"

At that moment, Ye Fengzhu was not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, and quietly unveiled the curtain.

A hint of wind opened the curtain, and her whole face was completely the same - she was the so-called "magical" character a year ago, the person who made Liu Zhuang admire, and the person who broke the four-edged sword!

The whole scene suddenly set off a few splashes, and in an instant, calm returned as always.

Be bold!

Pouring water, I couldn't help but exhale a word, in my heart.

Song Bingcheng watched the competition and looked forward to it. Picking up the small black waterfall at the chin, his eyes were shining, and his purple-red face was kind and amiable, but also stubborn, and he thought to himself, what a good show.

The blue sword rose up, and the light fell like snow, mottled and bizarre.

The whole world, snow walking.

The swordsmanship of its miraculous man is undecided, and there is no trace of his pen, which is simply incomprehensible.

Just as the Si people were looking for it, a light passed away, and its neck was quietly hung with a color.

"Five-body throws to the ground," Si Daodao, "Bai is convinced." ”

"White Chopping." When Bai Qiqi lifted half of the black gold brocade veil, his fluent jaw was exposed.

"Do you recognize me?" Siren asked rhetorically, once again in a state of confusion.

"Recognize, naturally it was ...... a year ago" Ye Feng stopped looking back and smiled, the hundred-day red of the pomegranate blossoms was crumbling, and the wind was moving.

Bai Qiqi suddenly remembered, the past was like smoke and really lingered, at that time, she Ye Fengzhu relied on the magic of the phantom sword and used the blinding method to subdue it.

Now—she's relying entirely on all the skills she's learned from Wonderland.

No illusions were used.

"Admire below." Bai Qiqi made a gesture, then turned back in a dashing manner, and his body was light.

He will never be haunted by the fact that he left Maicheng because of a despicable villain.

"Goodbye!"

"See you again!" Bai Shuqi turned around and replied, shouldering his sword, determined to step into the peerless rivers and seas.

In this scene, only the three of them remained.

One is the heir to the head of Longyu Pavilion, Wu Xia's daughter - Wu Shuang, and the other is the niece of Sihai Banghe Xiong - Xu Yanling.

Both of them are named by Wuzhuang and were awarded the title of Chi Die and Zhu Kui in the Pomegranate Flower Death Creek Water Field.

However, standing on the other side of the two of them is a nameless person.

I can't help but be overshadowed by the wind.

"You say, how do you compare!" Wu Shuangfu said with a smile.

Relaxed, smiling, holding the sword of the red stack.

Ye Feng stopped and replied like a stream: "Naturally...... You two compare to me. ”

Wu Shuang and Xu Yanling looked incredulous one after another, and their whole faces were suddenly suppressed like an iceberg, which couldn't help but make Ye Feng stop and stunned, and also stunned the other spectators.

"Speak wildly." Wu Shuang said angrily, his eyes were like a cold thorn, hitting Ye Fengzhu's confident heart.

"Compared or not, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, hehe......" Wu Shuang smiled heartily, but her eyes tried her best to press into a trace of indescribable coldness, Ye Feng stopped this woman, couldn't help but take away the man she loved the most, and she had to compete with her for today's torch, it was really hateful, hateful......

It made her angry and hateful.