Three days later, on the outskirts of Dragon City.

The black-clad black-haired man leaned against the trunk of a tree, waiting for someone to appear.

The autumn wind blew his hair and the corners of his clothes.

When March saw this scene, she couldn't help but recall Xiaoqing's words

Black symbolizes loneliness and persistence.

His figure does look lonely.

"You're here." Feng Pan heard footsteps and turned his face.

Seeing March's dress, he was stunned.

Qianmei is still dressed in black and masked, but she is no longer wearing a thin night coat, but has been replaced with a black cotton jacket, her shoes have changed from cloth boots to cotton boots, and even the masked towel has been upgraded from a gauze towel to a thick cotton cloth.

He looked at March in amazement, and March looked at him in equally surprise.

"Aren't you going to change into thicker clothes?" March asked.

"My clothes have a warm effect." Feng Pan said, "Keeping out the cold is the most common equipment effect, and you can find it by visiting the Chamber of Commerce." ”

"No money." March is concise and to the point.

The money of the Beichen family was all lost to Yin, she started from scratch, worked hard, and used all the little money she had saved hard to buy a house, where is there spare money to buy cold equipment.

In the past few days, she went to all the chambers of commerce in Dragon City and Izumo City, and after comparing the prices, she found that it was still cost-effective to buy a padded jacket.

Ugly is ugly, but cheap.

Feng Pan was silent for a while, and then said, "Let's go." ”

March summoned the Firebird.

Yingying's body size belongs to the petite among the firebirds, and the two people sitting on her back are a little crowded. March took the lead on the back of the bird, grabbed a good position, and while regretting why he didn't catch the big one in the first place, he asked, "Do you know the way?" ”

"The Phantom Wing Domain is in the southeast of Shenzhou Island, fly up all the time, and you will arrive."

The two of them sat on the back of the bird one after the other, and March sat on the side, and the wind swept across the sitting.

March deliberately kept a distance from him, basically no physical contact, but there was nothing to do.

During the ascent, it is true that as the wind said, the temperature is getting colder and the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The masked scarves of the two were like two flags, blowing the wind and hunting.

March realized that it was a mistake to wear a masked towel to go out today, and if it continued like this, the masked towel would be blown away by the wind sooner or later.

She took off her veil, her face hurt from the strong wind, and she took out a curtain covered with a black veil from her bosom and put it on her head. The black gauze was ankle-length, and she pressed the bottom end of the black gauze under her body and reached out to hold the brim of her hat, so as to block the wind and not be afraid of the hat being blown away.

Feng Pan did not prepare a hat and silently took off the mask.

Compared to the strong winds, the cold did not cause any trouble for the two of them. On the one hand, they were prepared, and on the other hand, the firebird had mastered the magic of fire, and its feathers exuded a burst of warmth to help them resist the cold.

High in the sky, an island can be faintly seen.

"Here it is, that's it." Feng Pan said, pointing to the island.

The cold wind was howling, and March couldn't hear him clearly, but he could guess what he meant, and controlled the firebird to fly towards the floating island.

The moment they arrived at the island, the wind died down and they were all comfortable.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier on the island, isolating the wind from the cold.

The entire floating island is only about half the size of Shenzhou Island, and the season seems to be still in early summer, with green trees and lotus winds along the way.

Ten minutes later, the two landed near the only city on the island.

The entire city was built on a huge tree, shrouded in a layer of mist. The entrance is an arch made of vines, barely called a "city gate".

The doorway was empty, and there was no one to be seen.

Obviously, there are almost no outsiders here, so there is no need for guards.

When you pass through the archway, you can see the wooden plaque on the inside.

The wooden plaque was engraved with unfamiliar otherworldly characters, and the moment the words came into view, the two of them wonderfully understood their meaning-

"Bizic City".

Izumo Castle, Muzuki Cliff.

The autumn wind blows the red leaves on the wishing tree.

Shou Heng walked slowly under the tree, and he planned to write a letter to Asa.

This person is a little unpredictable.

After getting along for a period of time, he thinks that this girl belongs to the type of cold on the outside and hot on the inside, seemingly indifferent and ruthless, but in fact straightforward and sincere.

Such a person should attach great importance to his friends.

However, after the separation, except for a report on Feng Fan's whereabouts, Qianmei never wrote any message to him, and after the two meetings, he deliberately avoided it.

This made him begin to doubt his own judgment, maybe the other party is cold and cold, and he is the same on the outside.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't have much interest in communicating, just send a letter occasionally to keep in touch and confirm her status.

- He didn't want to do it again, the tragedy of the death of an important person.

He came to the bottom of the tree and found someone sending a letter.

It was a young girl, dressed in white casual clothes, with long orange-red hair tied into a bun, clear eyebrows, and a heroic posture.

Orange hair...... Is it someone from the Zhong family?

Conservation guessed and waited patiently.

The girl didn't know what was stimulated, and kept hanging blank notes on the tree. Inadvertently, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of someone next to her, she stopped her movements, took a few steps back, and said, "You can use it first." ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Conservation smiled.

"I still have a lot to send, you can do it first." The girl waved her hand.

Seeing this, Conservation no longer shirked, and hung the note written to Asamu on the treetops.

After he had finished sending the letter, the girl went under the tree and continued to hang a blank note.

He laughed and said, "There are so many notes, there is almost no place to hang on the tree." ”

Zhongli didn't stop moving, and replied, "No, I've observed, the note hanging in front of you will disappear automatically in two minutes, and this tree will never be full." ”

She paused, adding, "I guess I was sucked into another dimension by the system." ”

Conservation nodded, as if casually, "Who are you writing to?" ”

"A friend, we came in in a team." Zhongli sighed, "It's been a few months, and I haven't heard from him, maybe it'...... It's out. ”

"If your letter can be sent, it means that he is not out." Shouheng was relieved, "Maybe he's been busy in reality lately and doesn't have time to go online." ”

"Really?" Zhongli was skeptical.

"It seems that you haven't left a message for the innings." Shouheng explained with a smile, "If the other party leaves the game, the letter can't be sent, you can try." ”

"I see, thank you!"

When Zhongli heard this, he was greatly encouraged, and he stopped sending the rest of the letters, and ran straight to the inn, as if looking for someone to convey the good news.

Shouheng looked at her back with a smile, remembering another girl he met here, with deep eyes.

The last letter he sent to Qi Tear was to inform her to attend the meeting.

Counting the time, at that time, Prayer Tears had already died.

- The actor of Dugu Prayer Tears is still in this game.

But...... Having lost the identity of the Dugu family's destiny, her existence is worthless.

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