A melodious flute pierced through the four seas.

And the handsome boy smiled like a flower, and fell under the crooked corners with one foot, and fluttered.

In his left hand, he carries a white-faced mask with a fox pattern and an acacia flower color. The faint scent of rosemary wafts by, rising in the wind, nestling on the tiles, flowers and plants.

He quickly walked through the window, the voice was silent, and the footsteps were calm and powerful, like that tall and straight figure, which was stopped by Ye Feng to see.

Ye Feng stopped and chased straight up, ignoring the two people in the house, and made a mistake - bumped into a vase, only to get a satisfactory result - chased him.

It was obvious that the man was seducing her, and she didn't react until his back was seared into her eye sockets when he stood under the blue sky.

"You've always been sluggish......" he chuckled softly, raising the corners of his mouth like the sides of the bow of a boat.

The voice, along with the smile, and even—the face, was very similar to a man.

"You're not pouring water, are you?" Ye Feng stopped and stepped on the tiles, and the wind was melodious, blowing their cloud-filled eyes. The sword in his hand was stained with a layer of sticky sweat. The face was red, and there was an inexplicable burst.

"What do you say?" His foxy eyes were staring at her, icing on the cake for the angular outline, handsome and charming, like a deep lake and sea, the wind was blowing, the clothes were fluttering, and she did not speak.

She turned her head, and if she was looked at like this, her mind seemed to be seen through by him, and the clues, ever-changing, were reflected on the surface of the lake and sea, clear to the bottom.

He still held a short jade flute in his right hand, and his slender fingers were like the slender torso. Then, with his left hand, he spread out a mask......

"That's not ......" Now, Ye Feng stopped a mess in his head, it turned out that last time, it was not her hallucination, she thought that Feng Xuanya would not appear in this world again, but she didn't expect it......

Feng Duanya saw her eyebrows twisted together and thought it was funny.

"What are you laughing at? Aren't you on a mission? Also appears...... Why? Ye Feng stopped raising his eyes, and said in a stern voice, the blue sword shining under the shift of the daylight.

"Your sword is very good-looking, by the way, why is the former Qiongyu gone?" Feng Xuanya didn't seem to know what was going on.

"The five flavors are mixed, the way is unclear, and I can't say it clearly." Ye Feng stopped saying a word, and his fingers pinched the joints of the bones white.

Ye Feng stopped his eyes and continued to pick up, and at this time his fingers had already relaxed, and said, "You quickly put on the mask, otherwise...... It's been discovered, but it's miserable! ”

"Are you afraid of being beaten by someone else, or is he afraid?" Feng Duanya emphasized the word "he", and wondered if she was a little worried about herself.

Time came to an abrupt end, and the beautiful sound of a trickle no longer flowed.

"It's neither, I just don't want to be bumped into me with 'Dumping Water'." Ye Feng stopped mockingly, the name "Dumping Water" had already become a derogatory term for her, and she wasn't necessarily very happy that he, Feng Duanya, appeared in front of her.

"Then you know it's 'pouring water', why do you want to catch up?" Feng Duanya asked, his face light and light.

"Because I saw a sneaky person...... Ye Feng replied as he spoke, and he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to jump under the house. She didn't want to stumble over anyone who had anything to do with Dump Ran.

She didn't want to dwell on why Feng Duanya appeared in this world anymore.

"Don't you want to ask Ye Meng what's wrong?" The wind is amazing. The words "Ye Meng" struck her heart hard.

Ye Feng's eyes widened, and the back of the red clothes existed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with her?" She asked, not realizing a tear splashing into her heart. As for her past life, she only retains half of the memory, and the other half is unknown.

She wants to get a perfect answer, a satisfactory ending, in the world that only belongs to Ye Meng, the dream woven by Ye Meng.

She didn't want to, didn't want to ...... Some things are unspeakable.

"I don't want to have anything to do with this person anymore, so ...... Please go back! Ye Feng stopped choking off his desires and said sadly.

When he looked back again, Feng Duanya had already put on the mask, and when he put on the mask, his voice became a little different, and it was blurred in an instant.

"I see." The sound of the wind breaking was soft, like an ethereal thing.

Then, it was gone, and the white clothes were gone.

Ye Feng stopped and regretted it in an instant.

When I looked back, it was empty.

She couldn't reach out and grab it, she couldn't catch it, she could only smell a wisp of residual rosemary, and many times, she was delusional that Feng Xuanya was him, but it wasn't. Small composition

And he knew that no matter how much she wanted to know about her past life, she wouldn't ask him anything. In this life, he failed her, in the previous life, Qiao Nan failed her, and what kind of existence did he have for her - isn't it an insignificant joke? For her, he came to this world, how can there be a so-called Xuanjie method in the world, it is nothing more than a chance to travel through time and space, and he only crossed once, came to this world, the first thing he did was to conceal his identity, in his previous life, he was the master of the young village, but in this life he was free to be a male prostitute, with women as companions, trying to be happy, ridiculous, sad, and lamentable.

Regarding the previous life, he didn't want to be an accessory, obviously not, so don't pretend to be someone who is not like himself. He is not Jonan, but Feng Xuanya.

In the previous life, she was ready to walk hand in hand with him, riding a black horse and going to the end of the world with a sword.

But in the end, it turns out that he is not him.

He wasn't him in the first place, she was the one who had been numbing herself...... It's wishful thinking, and the obsession is too deep, which hurts her.

Loving someone turns out to be so tormenting.

So he shuttled to another world and became a free and happy person, women like him, but he can't get his sincerity, he wants to use this method to torture others, and also punish himself, how can he become another person for a woman, and he is not the so-called Qiao Nan who she was waiting for.

"He's dead! You remember, he's dead! He roared heartbreakingly.

"Then why didn't you explain that you weren't him?" Ye Meng asked heartily, poking his heart with a knife, and now, it has also become a scar in Feng Xuanya's heart.

"Why? Why ......," she cried.

She asked, and he became more and more aware that he was just a substitute, and from the beginning, she mistook him for the amnesiac Jonan, and she innocently thought that Jonan fell off the cliff and did not die, but this was not the case.

"You woman, you madman!" A thought becomes a demon, love you becomes an idiot, Ye Meng is like this! But what he got in exchange for such hard work was that he couldn't get her heart.

He thought that Qiao Nan might have passed away unconsciously, but it was Qiao Nan who remained deep in her heart, and for her, what was Feng Xuanya?

If he is not Jonan, then there is no meaning and value in existence. This is what she said to him herself.

So at the beginning, everything he said to Ye Fengzhu was a lie, and everything was just a trick to fool people. Although he knows everything, about every bit of this life.

But Ye Feng stopped this woman, and she was so naïve.

Jonan is just a memory of his previous life. Could it be that she can't let go in this life?

Escaping the punishment of the love of the previous life, he pursued this life and became the ruler of the Xuanjie Method. But the Xuanjie method has not really been opened yet, so he crossed here, just at the right time, there will be no Xuanjie method in the world at all, this is just the old man's tricks, hahahaha, ridiculous, too ridiculous, too ridiculous!

He smiled and leaned back and forth, Huaiyu, as a male waiter, it was the first time to see the little master so disregarded and forgetful.

"Little master, did you go to see that girl today?"

"See." After that, there was no sound for a long time.

"But what's the use of seeing it?" His face was calm, still calm and breezy, and no one could see that he was thinking in his heart.

This may be because he is a person who traveled through a previous life! Other than that, there are no other benefits.

"The connection between me and her is limited to this ridiculous Xuanjie method."

He got up and gave up, and there was only one male attendant left in the attic. No one other than the waiter knew the true identity of his master. The male attendant followed the Xuanjie Method, born because of the wind, and died because of the wind, he was an ancient black jade humanoid, with aura, and could flexibly and quickly perceive a hint of wind and grass in the outside world. Therefore, in the past six years, who has been able to protect his master Dai Qing, no one would have thought that a male prostitute in Fenghua Xueyue would be the person in charge of the legendary Xuanjie Method, which is beyond everyone's reach!

Think about it, he has lived in this green building for six years under the pseudonym Dai Qing, and has experienced countless people and countless things, but some things have never changed him. Some people do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite him to other places of wind and moon, or some young ladies who fall in love with him do not hesitate to turn their faces with the family, these are not strange and accustomed to it......

But after so many years, he is still the injured Feng Xuanya at the beginning, without any pretence, because he was injured, so he has to use extraordinary means to vent his emotions, vent the dissatisfaction, resentment, and even deep and inextricable resentment of that life.

When he saw the ugliness of Ye Feng's face, he knew that she had suffered the consequences she deserved.

He has been playing "little tricks", not for hatred and resentment, but probably to pass the time and waste the last fun outside of this red dust!

Dressed up as the appearance of the wind in the previous life, or smoked with the aroma of rosemary, it is all for this boring treatment, or in other words, to continue the last trace of his connection with Ye Fengzhi.

It's not Ye Feng stopping, it's Ye Meng!

A thousand cups are incomprehensible, only drunk. As he had done for countless years, he drank like this, admiring the bright moon...... Pure as the heart. No matter how many people think about it, they can't see what he thinks in his heart.

He didn't frown, he didn't pursue, he didn't obsess, this is the necessary condition for becoming the master of the Xuanjie Method.

And as the ruler of all worlds and all time and space of the Xuanjie Method, he didn't know what Ye Meng's fate was in the previous life, if he knew, he wouldn't continue to stay in this boring and boring land of fireworks and be a ruler of his hidden identity.

If he knew, he would have told Ye Feng that he had stopped, and there was no need to go around and around the bush. This is the only thing he wants to do, the wish that is bound to be fulfilled, the stumbling between Ye Meng and Qiao Nan in his previous life, he seems to have seen through it at a certain moment, but what is difficult to do is only to let go and completely forget.