Mo Yan got up, but his body was not settled.

Walked towards the Longyu Pavilion.

Only Ye Feng stopped and poured water, and the wind was still.

The moonlit night was bright, and a piece of brilliance shone on the long stone staircase.

The shadows of the trees are building, and the statues of the two land temples are enshrined on the side of the road, and the fragrant fragrance is not extinguished.

Pour Shui Ran left a letter for Ye Feng and told her to go back and read it.

Ye Feng stopped wondering for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

Who knows, pouring water and smiling lightly, patted Ye Feng's head, paused, and smiled dotingly.

He seems to be talking fools...... He didn't say it, but spoke it with his lips, only his lips moving.

Then, he was dressed in white and disappeared.

"Pour ......water," she cried, fearing the unknown, and reached out to grab him in the next second, holding him in his footsteps, and she pulled at the corner of his coat for no reason.

His eyes were deep, but silent.

In an instant, she let go, and as soon as he went, the song finally fell, and it was the jade flute blowing on the upper floor of the house.

Moyan's robe is poured to the ground, he likes it for no reason, and he is sad for no reason.

Half a year later, he will wait for her, wait for her to change her mind, and then marry her.

But he knew that her heart had always been to him, to his people, to his soul and body.

She squatted on the ground, her red clothes poured on the ground, and she spread out the black and white words on the white paper, which was clearly the original handwriting of his second son.

It reads word by word:

I failed you a year ago, and I won't let go easily this time.

It's just that I need to suffer you,

Half a year later, if a marriage contract is still there,

I'll still marry you,

Can you say yes?

Not a main house, but a concubine,

But I love you with all my heart.

Pour water and handwriting

Ye Feng couldn't help coughing up a sputum of blood, it was simply insulting, he was really arrogant.

Who did he think he was, and would she really promise him?

The wind was extremely bleak, and suddenly it was cold through Ye Feng's sleeves, why in this life, she still couldn't get his sincerity?

In the previous life, she was named Xiaoyu, and he was Xiaonan, so Xiaoyu's result was not satisfactory, so she resented and turned into a sword, and the name of the sword was called Qiongyu, which was recast for her by the father of Yuanmei Shi.

In the previous life, they were Qiao Nan and Ye Meng, and at that moment, at the moment when Qiao Nan fell off the cliff, he confided in his heart......

In this life, how can she let him say a word to her in person, the person he loves has never changed - it is her who is beautiful in red, and it is her Ye Feng.

Mo Yan flew under the house, his fingers turned white, and something shot out a ray of light, faint blue.

Ye Feng stopped looking up and said, "Brother Mo ......"

"I'm worried about you." Ye Feng paused and got up and said, unaware that she had been standing in the wind for two or three hours, "Wan'er, let's go back......"

"Why bother?" Mo Yan probably guessed something, Yu Fang just now he intercepted Shui Ran, and listened to him say it himself, the promise after half a year.

"You're really...... Or do you want to say yes? The eyes of the inky peach petals flowed, staring deeply at the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

The look is like smoke, which makes people very unpredictable.

His fingers worked harder, and he had already carved a bloody streak on the knuckle with the Stygian Stone Ring.

His eyes will be bleeding......

"Mo Yan ......" Ye Feng stopped tearing, choked silently.

"Thinking about it, I still love him, I can't let go, and I can't give up ......"

"Sure enough." Mo Yan said loudly, and when he said it, he was extremely relaxed, but at that moment, he was stuck in his heart, but he was extremely uncomfortable.

The cold and shallow moonlight crossed them, casting two different lights and shadows, one heart is dead, and the other heart is still clinging to the depths, leading to the endless end.

Mo Yan pulled out the scabbard, and the sword of the cockroach slashed through his slender jade-white fingers, dripping a blood mark.

She stared blankly, overwhelmed, tears stuck in her eye sockets, congealed blood, covered with eyeballs, unable to move.

These two men clearly made her not know whether to retreat or to advance......

Mo Yan casually ripped off a piece of gauze and wrapped the white gauze around the finger column, staining the white cloth with red cuts.

"What did you find abnormal...... "He moved the lips of the peach petals word by word, the eyes of the peach petals were chaotic with affection, the lips were gradually pale as paper, and the fingers were unable to move, stuck in mid-air, as if holding the sword, and it was about to fall straight down without any support.

"I'm sick ......"

"I know that!" Ye Feng replied sonorously, trying to wake up Moyan Gongzi who was about to close his eyelids and close his eyes with his voice.

"The so-called hidden disease, it was a curse imposed by Wu Wuqing's palm five years ago, using the Xuanjie Method......"

Ye Fengzhu looked at him suspiciously, full of curiosity.

The two-sleeved robe was so condensed and condensed in the air that the sound of Yuxiao was blowing steeply, the cold moon was cold, and the flowers were defeated...... Pressing down the heavy ink, the night was already dark, like immersing myself in a bottomless pool.

It also made Ye Feng stop in red, and he was shrouded in this loneliness.

She felt the depression of his heart, and the slight pursing of his lips, and the discomfort of his mood, at this time, he must have recalled the unhappy past, and at that moment......

His eyebrows were lowered, and his thick eyebrows were sharp.

She couldn't see his eyes clearly, and she couldn't see a trace of sadness and cruelty in the ground where he sank into his eyes.

He couldn't care so much anymore, and suddenly said, "Come with me......"

"I think I should tell you the truth."

You'll understand...... My good intentions. ”

Ye Feng didn't know what he meant, he was confused, hesitating whether to go with him and reveal the so-called mystery in his mouth. 596

Mo Yan closed the door of his heart and closed his lips.

Arrived at a loft where few people came, and ordered Ye Feng to stop in, just like at that time at the top of the mountain, calling the maid, and the tone and mouth were very similar.

As soon as he stepped into the door, the breeze did not enter, and with one hand he quickly latched a long horizontal block of wood resting between the two wooden doors.

The moonlight fell on his hand, and the clear light on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace, quenched like fire, and was snuffed out by some jealous and red-eyed monster.

His face was as white as mutton fat, and silky as silk.

She couldn't take her reluctant gaze back for a while, and she was stunned for a moment, in the dark room, there was still a little light, she could clearly see his black feather-like fanning eyelashes, very beautiful, dark as ink pupils shot straight into her withered heart, and suddenly came alive.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Feng opened her mouth nervously and said, she had never been so panicked and frightened.

Won't it ...... It's exactly the same as the last time it poured water, right?

They were beasts of the same heart, well-dressed beasts in heat, and she hurriedly broke free of his arm, and was about to rush out of the door, but the latch went up, and the door could not be opened, although it moved slightly......

His entire burly body that collapsed in an instant blocked her direction, as solid as an iron wall, not because he did it on purpose, but because he no longer had the slightest strength to support his entire body.

The blood just broke slightly, and the blood didn't stop flowing, and this is the true power of the fire flow flower print.

It is not easy for him to sit in the position of Youkun.

Not to mention the sword and compete with others, I really don't know how he came all the way.

"Ye Feng stops, you remember......" His lips and teeth were bloody, she suddenly felt pity, but she was not afraid of fear at all, "It's not that I don't pour water with him and don't fight or grab!" ”

Little by little, his breath approached her red, hot face, leaning against her almost trembling shoulders, her legs visibly trembling.

The fragrance of the hibiscus flowers on the black silk hibiscus coat was quite good, and she unconsciously bore the weight of his body, and his heart couldn't help beating.

His breath stopped abruptly, and then he broke away from her, just one step away.

Sitting on the ground, exposing one arm to the side, the moonlight struck down through the high chimney and fell on his snow-white body.

Her eyes were not separated, and on the side of his arm, there was a fiery red tattoo, dark and faint, which was very beautiful.

"Could it be...... This is the sparkle flower print? Ye Feng couldn't help but speak.

"That's right, the spark is imprinted on the body, as long as it is not eliminated for a day, the hidden disease will be riddled with diseases, but I don't know when and when this curse will take effect......

"That effect is applied to the body......" Ye Feng stopped curiously, taking pity on Mo Yan's fate.

"Yes." The voice fell slightly, and he rested on the ground, and the arm on the other side had been pulled up by him with one hand, and the black silk hibiscus robe covered his bare chest and neck.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, as if it was so dry that there was no moisture, and lines appeared on his lips.

But in Ye Fengzhu's view, this is the true side of the world.

At the moment of the pomegranate flower, when she saw Mo Yan for the first time, she knew that he was not a person, at least in her eyes, but an immortal who had descended into the mortal world, and his every move revealed a noble and extraordinary spirit that was different from the world.

At this moment, she appeared in the same frame as him.

And he still ...... showed a little affection for her, and lingered with it.

"What effect?" Ye Feng stopped and blurted out again.

"It's the ...... that doesn't stop bleeding"

"As long as there is a wound, it will continue to bleed under the action of the fire spark, until the person's blood is exhausted, and it is described as withered."

"Wu Wuqing is so vicious...... Ye Feng couldn't help but think of Wu Wuqing's face......

"Yes, he has a grudge against me, I can't misunderstand......" He didn't want to explain too much, just like five years ago, when Wu Wuqing asked about him, the matter had come to this, and the Si people had passed away, and it was meaningless.

The Master told him to keep it a secret, but he made him bear the consequences of a trumped-up crime and an innocent person who should not have suffered.

"Hey......" Ye Feng sighed quietly, and everywhere his eyes lingered, there was a circle of rippling white moonlight around Mo Yan.

She really felt that he was pitiful......

The corners of his robe are turning gracefully in the wind, pointing to the ground as paintings, and the beams of stardust that fall down are pigment and ink dye.

made this person fall into the city for a lifetime, with a smile on his eyebrows, and his ink eyes were dyed with a different sense of fog, she actually believed it, but it was also, ordinary people couldn't believe the nonsense he said, so the nonsense seemed to the world - but it was real.

"So......" Mo Yan's lowered eyes stopped at Shangye Feng in an instant.

"How?" Ye Feng stopped and fell in shock, his fingers trembling, twisting the light red yarn.

She couldn't stand on her knees, and she always stayed with Mo Yan in this silent world.

"My life is not long in coming, but fortunately there are Tianshan lynx and other spirit species...... Detoxify me. ”

What is detoxification, and what is the spiritual seed, she does not know, and she does not understand.

Mo Yan stood up, the Stygian Stone Ring had restored him a lot, and the Yuan Shen repaired.

Ye Feng stopped looking at him in surprise, but he was as if nothing was wrong, and his whole body was fine.

There was a scab on the tip of the finger, and there was no sign of blood.

The clothes rose in shock, his neat posture was as beautiful as a butterfly's wings, and the heavy black ink reflected his jade face, which really complemented each other, and his complexion was already a lot ruddy.

Ye Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, worried that his heart had finally let go......

Let others worry, and then others can only stop Ye Feng! Who is he? But the famous Youkun, does it need others to worry? What's more, it's a red-clothed Youling who is a nobody......

Mo Yan looked at her with strange eyes, but in the end he still didn't make his mind clear.

What does it mean not to fight or grab, it falls on Mo Yan and Dump Shui Ran in terms of martial arts competition, and at the level of swordsman competition, it is just a laughing stock that blinds others.

The real non-fight and non-grabbing is for Ye Feng to stop, not to fight with the pouring water for Ye Feng to stop this woman.

However, she didn't seem to react.

Sha Luo is naturally a little taller than Youkun, maybe, he Mo Yan stopped for Ye Feng, and also let the water take a step.

Sitting on the pinnacle, it won't be him after all.

A year ago, he swore that there was only one Yukun in the world, and there would never be a second Shara, and it turned out that he was not ashamed to predict wrong.

Pouring Ran's martial arts were far more powerful than he had imagined...... And some people just hide it and deny it, saying that it is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, which is absurd and nonsensical, comparable to the peerless.

He didn't use the Xuanjie Method, just a little finger could destroy a person's essence bones, and the original spirit would be destroyed.

It's just that the remaining spirit in the internal force was completely blocked, and the power given by its Xuanjie method was not brought into play.

No one in the world believes in the Mystery Realm Method, but it is real.

Just like the wind in all things.

The Xuanjie Dharma has given the world a sharp weapon to those who practice martial arts and sword movements, and the potential power is just that no one has broken the seal, cracked the secret language, and opened the door to another mysterious world.