Under the faint moonlight, the man's slender and arrogant body was obliquely draped in a wide red robe, the cool breeze blew his black hair, and a pair of narrow and bright eyes flashed with a trace of evil and wildness, quietly looking at the slender woman not far away.

The night breeze also blew on the smiling cheeks of Ran Xue, who was sitting at the table, with a strong smell of wine, slowly lifting up the three thousand green silks she poured on her thin back. In the flow of moonlight in the sky, the pale and charming face bloomed with a blurry luster, which was suffocatingly beautiful.

She was almost taken into the arms of the familiar to her heartache by the man with all her life's strength, Ran Xue looked at him with a smile and expressionlessness, as if she was facing a stranger, and there was no warmth in her big eyes.

"Laugh!" In Feng Xie's hoarse voice just rang out.

Her white jade-like delicate hand took the initiative to hold his arm on her thin waist, slowly spread out the man's big hand, and used her fingertips to slash the man's palm.

The phoenix's evil eyes, which were full of wine, were tired of love, but his eyebrows were full of struggle and pain, watching the fingertips of the human child gently cross the palm lines in his hands, as if they were scratching his heart full of pain.

Subsequently, a blank piece of paper fell into his hands.

"Leave the book!" Ran Xue smiled with beautiful curved lips, and her cold gaze met Shang Fengxie's dark red eyes, and her voice came with alienation.

She spread out the distance between each other with her own hands, and stood up on the table with a cold face, obviously wearing a plain dress, and there was no embellishment in white, but the noble and proud temperament bloomed to the extreme from the inside.

"Laugh, I didn't hear anything about it." Feng Xie didn't even look at the book of resignation in his hand, and directly pinched it into a pile of powder.

Ran Xuexiao's eyes drooped slightly, a layer of shallow ripples appeared in her calm eyes, and her lips were slightly pursed, faintly revealing a trace of stubbornness. "Feng Xie, there is no point in you doing this, our relationship can't go back, it's better to ...... Let's get together and disperse. ”

"If you're angry, hit me a few times or ignore me, but don't leave me, okay?" Feng Xie looked at her indifferent appearance, and there was a suffocating throbbing pain in his heart. I wanted to grab her slender wrist, but she dodged it.

Ran Xue's big eyes swept across the pain with a smile on her face, and when she raised her eyes, she regained her composure and stared at him, "Back then, I was conspired by Jihuajin in front of the grave and fell into the hands of the Night Purple Demon.

But I didn't even have time to hug Feng Xiaohuo, so he caught him, the night purple demon wanted a son, seeing that our eldest daughter was born with a very weak breath, when I couldn't bear the pain all over my body, I forcibly threw her out of the carriage.

Even if it was to collect the body, I don't know where our daughter was left behind. Crystal tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, and her voice was choked, recalling everything that was painful. Later, I was taken to his residence by the Night Purple Demon, my internal strength was sealed, my throat was poisoned and dumb, my hands and feet were chained, and I was accompanied by a group of beautiful corpses day and night, and if I dared to escape, he would blame Lan'er. It wasn't until I promised that if he died, the body would be at his disposal, that I was released. ”

"Feng Xie, this is everything I have been doing in the past three years, every time I think about it, my heart seems to be dug up alive, don't make me desperate, okay." She looked at the man with bulging muscles and a very forbearant desire to rage, tears overflowing her big eyes, making her vision more and more hazy.

So, she was tired and didn't want to spend time with him......

"I'm sorry! Laugh, I'm sorry. Feng Xie's palms clenched into fists, the sound of dislocation of bone joints sounded, her long arms stretched out, ignoring her resistance, her struggle, hugged her tightly on her chest, her bewitching face rested on her shoulder, and a sound of pleading penetrated into her ears. I'm the one who wronged you, but please, don't leave me, okay... How's it going?"

Ran Xue's smiling eyes shrank slightly, and it was unbelievable that this cold and domineering man would be helpless and begged with a choked pleading. It is like the heartbroken cry of a brutal beast whimpering and licking its wounds after being badly wounded, and asking for help.

Feng Xie couldn't get a response from her, he was anxious, his cold and hard lips went to her bloodless lip prints, as if silently declaring that she was his, the movements under his lips were no longer savage, and the gentle kiss was extremely gentle, tossing and turning on her lips, the tip of her warm tongue picked open her teeth, sipping and drinking deeply, as if she wanted to pour all her affection into this kiss.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

Ran Xue smiled slightly, her slender big hand cupped her cheek, and ushered in a man's long and thin kiss, his lips were as hot as fire, but very soft, as if he was caring for the most precious treasure in the world.

"Smile, look at me!" Feng Xie's eyes were narrow and long, looking down at the fragile person in his arms. Forcing her to look into her bloodshot eyes.

Ran Xue smiled and raised her hazy eyes. saw the pain and apology in the man's eyes, and the love that couldn't hide it. But he deliberately turned his eyes and ignored it.

"Seeing you cry, every time I want to kill myself, why do you always shed tears." Feng Xie's thumb caressed her indifferent little face, wiping away the fragile tears for her.

He leaned down and pressed the woman in his arms on the white jade table, and his murmur was extraordinarily gentle: "Xiao'er, calm down first, listen to me finish a story, okay." ”

Ran Xuexiao's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she didn't refuse, nor did she say anything.

The corners of Feng Xie's delicate lips hooked, and a kiss slowly fell on her slightly trembling long eyelashes, and at the same time as untying her head of three thousand green silks, a deep voice also sounded.

"Back then, in the mysterious imperial mausoleum, there lived a pure-hearted celestial man, who was the ninth generation of the celestial master of the Shenglian Dynasty in the past dynasties, and this celestial master was trusted by the emperor and has been guarding their lifeblood for the royal family.

Until one day, he meets a cunning and playful woman. He looked at her, she looked at him, their eyes collided, and Ran Xue smiled as if she saw the picture in his mouth.

"Hehe, hey, I heard that you are strong in martial arts, I don't know if it's true or not." On the willow tree, a woman dressed in white placed on it. A pair of arrogant snow-bright eyes, like crystals inlaid on a delicate face carved like pink jade, raised his voice towards the aqua-blue figure of the fairy standing by the lake.

On the shore of the lotus lake, there are green willow silks, and white lotus flowers bloom leisurely, floating leisurely in the lake. The man's long figure did not move, quietly looking at the landscape painting in front of him like a light brush and light ink.

Seeing that he ignored him, the woman in white blinked slyly, pinched a willow leaf between her slender fingertips, and attacked the man, and then, with a little lighter, the spirit sword in her hand stabbed at his left shoulder.

The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, his figure dodged, a clear fragrance swirled around, the robe was wrapped, and the spirit sword in the woman's hand was swept into the white lotus in the lake.

"You!" A chill ran into the corners of her eyes.

"Girl, this is not the place where you should come, please go out before sunset." Facing the proud woman, his beautiful voice slowly overflowed his lips.

"You are not a monk's temple, nor is it a flower building, why can't this girl come." She squinted her eyes wide and looked at the handsome, gentle man in front of her.

"Girl, this is a holy place, if you don't return, you will never be able to get out." The wind, gently swept by, with his clear voice, sparkling in the microwave.

"That's just right, this girl looks so boring here, you should be very lonely as a big man, it just so happens that this girl stays with you, I seem to like you a little, it's better for us to be husband and wife." She didn't tapp, and a sly smile rose into Zhu's lips, and her slender fingertips just wanted to touch his shoulder.

A fresh breeze was blowing, and the man had flashed ten paces away.

"If the girl insists on staying, Tianfeng will no longer show mercy." The cold and ethereal voice sounded faintly, and the man left a touch of aqua blue back, as clean and clear as a fairy in the sky.

"Hey, my name is Woe Bingxin, I have to remember it, I will be your lady in the future!" Her unparalleled little face was raised, her soft laughter was like a silver bell, and she turned around and waved her sleeves to welcome a dance, as beautiful as a beautiful color, a stunning color that is difficult to find in the world......

Ran Xue smiled and frowned slightly, coming back to her senses from the man's words, some of the pictures in her mind gradually dissipated, and she seemed to have sorted out some things. "The mastermind behind the scenes is Wu Bingxin, your master's sweetheart, so you haven't touched her."

"Silly!" Feng Xie was about to reach out to pinch the tip of her nose, but was glared back by the woman, so she could only withdraw her hand without leaving a trace, and affectionately pressed her forehead against her, and the corners of her delicate lips were slightly upturned. "She is Master's sweetheart, not mine, I don't move her, it's all for you......"

"For me? Feng Xie, don't think I'm a simple and naïve little girl, at best, your master's affairs can only have something to do with you, what does it matter to me. Ran Xuexiao reached out and pushed the man's hard chest.

"Xiao'er, she's your mother!" Feng Xie's words made the woman in her arms stiffen.

"Back then, the pure-hearted Tianfeng still fell in love with the evil ice heart who forcibly broke into his world and wanted to compete with him in a duel, but as the celestial master of the Shenglian Dynasty, I also told you before that you can't marry a wife, you can't leave the mausoleum for a long time without returning, and even after death, you will be buried in the mausoleum and sleep with the emperors of the past dynasties.

Therefore, he still bears the love of the evil ice heart. Feng Xie imprinted a kiss on her lips with pity, and under the woman's eyes full of puzzlement and surprise, he hooked his arm, picked her up, and walked to the bed.

At that time, she already had you in her belly, she wanted Tianfeng to put down the responsibility of the Heavenly Master and wander with her to the ends of the earth, but she was rejected by Tianfeng. Thinking that he was let down by Bo Qinglang, he was resentful, and on the night he said goodbye to Tianfeng, he stole the red jade of the mausoleum. ”

Ran Xuexiao was fascinated by it, when the man had already pressed her full snow softness, she was ambiguously resisting. Looking at her condescendingly, unaware of it, the little hand ripped his black hair, and realized that he continued.