The sun rises and sets, and it takes another long, long day and night to reach the remote land of the rising sun.

I saw the jewel-like light shining on the top of the hill, the two ships close together closer and closer to shore, and the green island gradually shrunk into a small spire in the eyeballs.

The island appears to be a group of wild men, and instead of being clothed there, they wear grass skirts and cloaks made of palm leaves. However, the mountain hides a great treasure - gold, and the exotic objects transported to the island are worth thousands of gold.

There has always been no shortage of agate, coral, etc., nor agarwood incense, ambergris incense, what is lacking is the shark silk woven by the merman, and the transportation of these goods are used by He Xiong to cover people's ears, and the real value is the shark silk that can be met but not sought. For thousands of years, it is rare to encounter it once.

The patriarch at the head formed a group of people to sing and dance, and washed the dust for them.

Lighting the torch, "staggering", suddenly, reflecting the whole sky, only to see the sails on the rocks in the distance falling, the waves gradually subsided, the stardust was full of dust, it was night, and the dance was held hand in hand in the tall bonfire. Fireflies lurk in the trees, bushes, and grass, beating like ghosts.

Ye Fengzhu had never seen such a beautiful moonlight, this round of bright moon was like a jade plate, not something that could be seen in any moment before, but the purest and most pure before the reincarnation. Same as what Jonan saw on the boat at that time. They know each other and keep each other together...... And he did not return it.

The sea was sparkling, like a chain of gold and silver scattered on the Milky Way, incomparably gorgeous and bright, but real, that heartbeat, real, fiery, pulsating for the first touch.

Away from the hustle and bustle, the group of savages behind was ordered by Lei Gongzuak Eagle to carry the goods on the ship to the secret warehouse of the patriarch. Wu Wuqing negotiated with the patriarch, gesturing hands and feet, and spat out some island language that she didn't understand, as if she was discussing something.

And the two Tianshan beauties were already hungry and hungry, and they devoured the coconut that the iron tongs couldn't pry open with their bare hands.

A wild man stopped them, and they didn't understand it, and watched dumbfounded as he brought a utensil, and drilled a hole in it.

"Mari Mari ......" means to eat, and after handing it to them, he stepped out of the hollow of the tree.

Jumping down, falling from the high treehouse, "bang", the black skin gradually blended with the night.

In the midst of the cicadas chirping one after another, the patriarch and Wu Wuqing were still talking about something, and finally there seemed to be an agreement between them, a shabby horse skin was covered with dense and unreadable words, and the blood marks of the two people's fingers were cut.

When Wu Wuqing came back, he happened to bump into Ye Fengzhu, and due to the dim light, Ye Fengzhu's whole body staggered and fell on Wu Wuqing's body, her chin was just against his warm chest, and his lips were just burning on her hair.

Ye Fengzhi felt a shallow breath, the moment he was stunned, his heart was beating, his lips were slightly cold, and although his hands were also cold, the moment he held her, he transmitted a trace of warmth to her. The breeze passed sideways, brushed his eyes, brushed his outline, brushed the red lips, his lips were tightly closed, his frowns were tightly locked, and the figure of the wide jade robe was buried in a trace of haze, let the moonlight envelop it, and it could not be dispersed.

There were more or less obstacles around him, and the barrier between him and her, a stranger, was never broken.

Ye Fengzhu was very unhappy about this, why did there be no reason, a person should ignore her so much, and even be indifferent?

She took his hand, her fingers stumbling over his coat and his powerful steps.

I almost tripped over the reaction force and the unstable center of gravity.

"You, ...... you" Ye Feng stopped asking him, and when he met his durian eyes at this time, he was so nervous that he couldn't speak. The face is red and the heart is beating, and the palms are sweaty.

His eyes were like a deep pool, absorbing her mind, making it impossible for her to escape.

He leaned over and kissed her, the kiss was soft, weak, and gradually lost its strength, she was so detained, she couldn't move, and she continued to look at him like this, and he clearly didn't close his eyes.

Is it humiliation, or what? What does this mean? What is the intention?

Her eyes were wet and she felt insulted.

As soon as she struggled with her hands, he was pushed away one step away, and just one step away, he looked at her so mercilessly, his eyes full of hatred and gloom.

She couldn't speak, what kind of person was this? The bad guys, or those who have helped her, are the warm harbor for her to snuggle!

"You lied to me, Ye Feng stopped ......" Wu Wuqing said, "You can't sleep at night, you are really vicious......"

Ye Fengzhi actually cried, maybe because of his emotion!

"Dead, dead, why live, live, just to continue torturing me like this?" 118

He spoke, so stated, without any emotion, numb and straightforward, reckless and aggressive, cold and fiery, a monologue that had finally been boiled up after countless nights, and which would one day be said to her, and this was the scene.

Ye Feng stopped crying silently, not knowing what to say to save the situation.

Oh, yes! yes, yes...... She hurt everyone who hurt her, and she didn't do it willingly, and what did she get in return? Most of what is obtained is torture and pain, grief and anger, which cannot be explained.

She unlocked the purple and red curtain in the dark clouds of the moonlight, and that face was so clearly reflected in front of him, and at the same time, Ye Fengzhu also burst into tears, and saw himself reflected in his deep pool, humbling because of unbearable, and bowing his head because of ugliness.

"Don't do this to me, and don't do this to yourself......" Wu Wuqing trembled so much that he couldn't speak. How could he endure her torturing himself like this! It's all to blame, it's all to blame him, and it's all to blame for the unfair fate.

If he hadn't been kind to her at the beginning, and poured water to her, she wouldn't have been so ruthless.

She was afraid, afraid of deception, so she could no longer tolerate betrayal, and could she still believe in the promises she made to her? Since he has a marriage contract with Gongsun Yangliu, sooner or later he will return to the Dumping Mansion to fulfill that contract.

And the escape between them, the accident that came as it was said, did not go through any thunderstorms, strong winds and waves, and was vulnerable under the arrangement and teasing of fate, in the end, it was just a joke, and it became a laughing stock in other people's mouths, and she Ye Feng stopped, in the end, it was just a joke!

He didn't dare to touch it, and he dared to taste that shocking taste again, so penetrating into the internal organs, thrilling, and bitter taste penetrated into his heart.

He finally stretched out his slender fingers in the bright moon, and put his whole hand on her face, his fingers touched the warmth, and the pain in his true heart hit like a storm, and the pain was heartbreaking, and he pulled her cold body standing in the wind and darkness back into his arms, but she pushed him away, let it down, let it down, and be ruthless, this is the result he wants to get in the end, and he wants to have nothing to do with anyone! No more involvement!

Little by little, her thin shadow shrank in his pupils, and those words were still as painful to him as they were a year ago, but they were so heartbroken that he could not forget them, but he still wanted to try, to bring humiliation and bitter fruits.

"Wu Wuqing, you know, since then, we haven't had anything to do with each other, some are just friends, and some are just ...... Master and apprentice! ”

He covered his face and wept, covering it with his bare hands, but he couldn't cover the haze or the moonlight.

The brighter the moonlight shone, the more painful it was for him, and it was so close that he couldn't reach it, he couldn't reach it, he couldn't reach it, how painful, how overwhelmed, he couldn't breathe.

She is like this, depriving him of the right to love, he doesn't even have the right to fight hard and choose, what's the use of sitting on this Wuzhuang Dragon Sword? What's the point of fighting wits and courage with He Xiong? What do you want to do when you come to this island?

In the end, he was not happy at all.

Ye Feng stopped in the wind, in the dance, forgot the troubles, obviously can't forget. She looked at the faces reflected in the water, looked at her mind, and gradually became frustrated, and the blue sword carried the water, causing a trace of ripples.

The sword light wiped away the sorrow, but it couldn't restore the grief of others who were going back and forth and getting better.

She is her, he is him, what she wants to do is never something he can accomplish, nor is it something he can control and control at will.

This is why she wants to get away from Dumping Shui Ran, away from Wu Wuqing, and even Mo Yan.

Once involved, there will inevitably be a lot of trouble, and further it will be the inextricable scissors.

Because they love her, there will be blockages, although no one or even the emperor can stop her from yearning for the idea of a wide world, free and unrestrained, but who can truly understand and tolerate her stubbornness? There was no one who listened to her heart, not even the one who poured water before.

She loves him, and he loves her, compared with Ye Meng's love for Qiao Nan and Qiao Nan's love for Ye Meng, it is far from enough.

Can't compare! How can reincarnation be ruthless.

"Qiao Nan, it's not just a dream yet, maybe that reincarnation is also a dream!" Ye Feng stopped in his sleep and smiled astringently, the blue sword was squeaked by her grip, on the edge of the wind cliff, how she wanted to firmly grasp his hand before jumping off the cliff a moment ago, she wouldn't let it go for a moment, she didn't dare to let it go.

She questioned that it was because she really liked her, really loved her, and in her previous life, she knew what it was like to love someone......

Dumping water is not Qiao Nan, she is no longer the Ye Meng who is obsessively waiting for Qiao Nan's return, what is gone is gone, there will be no reluctance, many concerns, more just a kind of inextricable inextricability.

"Qiao Nan......" Ye Feng stopped waking up, that scene flashed by, not fully presented, when she woke up, she lost her outline vaguely, Qiao Nan's appearance could not be left, what was left in her heart was the ungraspable green face that had not been hidden in her mind before falling off the cliff, and had disappeared without a trace, she wanted to cry without tears, and she wanted to cry without tears......

If you want to keep it, some things have long been frozen, and they will eventually become dirt, and the past will be buried deep in the ages, and it will never return in the deep seabed.