Chapter 42
Night, coming.
"Goodbye bunny, remember to come and play with me!"
Xiao Zi reluctantly said goodbye to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng leaned against the door of the hall, looking at the sky, frowning slightly.
A blood moon, hanging over the night.
The moonlight, like a crimson ribbon, floats in the endless galaxy.
"Strange, how can this be ......"
When Mochizuki saw it, he felt that his soul was in a trance, and the three souls and seven spirits were about to disperse.
This is unusual.
"What's going on?"
Chu Feng whispered.
"By the way, why hasn't Chang'e come back yet?"
Chang'e has never been a late return.
"Sister Chang'e hurried to the Taiyin Palace in the morning, and asked me to make something to eat by myself, so I ......was hungry all morning," Yutu nodded and said.
"Huh?"
The next moment, her eyes blinked, but she couldn't find Chu Feng.
Bang!
Chu Feng was extremely fast and rushed to the Taiyin Palace.
"Wordless book in the sky, fast navigation."
There are no words in the heavenly book, and you don't have to worry about not knowing the way.
"Taiyin Palace...... Taiyin Xingjun ...... Taiyin Sword ......"
He learned that the Taiyin Palace was in charge of the Taiyin Star Monarch, and the Taiyin Sword was in the Taiyin Palace.
The Devouring Pill has already arrived, and as long as you get the Taiyin Sword again, you can upgrade it.
Coupled with the fact that the blood moon is not normal tonight, maybe something has happened.
Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it.
It must pass as soon as possible!
"Reiki...... No, it's the pure essence of the moon! ”
As soon as Chu Feng inhaled, he felt a clear spirit energy seeping into his body.
Reiki is the essence of the sun and the moon.
And here, the essence of the moon accounts for a very high proportion of the aura, which is very unique.
When I looked up, I saw that the Taiyin Temple had arrived.
Chu Feng's eyes lit up.
The Taiyin Palace, surrounded by a bright crescent moon, resembles a woman's slender waist bound by a light belt.
If you look closely, the moon is not the real moon, but the essence of the moon is formed.
Like a dream, like a dream, like a fake.
The door of the temple was as delicate as jade, and it was closed.
Chu Feng stepped forward and tried to push.
However, it was not promoted.
It's not a matter of size.
He is now extremely powerful, how could an ordinary door not be opened.
Presumably, this temple gate was magical.
"Boom! Boom! ”
Chu Feng lightly slammed on the door.
It is not realistic to break the door, it is better to enter from the main hall in a dignified manner and find out.
The sound of clattering footsteps came from inside.
"Squeak—"
The doors of the temple are opened.
"Xiaobu?"
Chang'e opened the door and didn't see anyone, and looked down to see Chu Feng, her beautiful eyes were slightly surprised.
She tied up her long hair today and wore an emerald flower skirt, which made her look even more small.
"Little sister, I'm hungry......"
Chu Feng jumped on Chang'e without saying a word.
Chang'e wrapped her arms around him and held him in her arms.
Chang'e smiled lightly, her teeth were shining, and she said, "Sister still has some things, will you go back and wait with Xiaoyu a little longer?" ”
Get back?
Isn't that what it means to drive me away?
Chu Feng immediately buried his head in Chang'e's arms, tapped his two hind legs a few times, and said in an extremely cute tone: "Don't, don't!" I'm going back with my little sister. ”
"This ......"
Chang'e frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed.
She said softly, "Good, can you go back and wait?" ”
Mad, sure enough, there are ghosts.
Of course, Chu Feng would not give up such a good opportunity.
Thankfully, he's been ready since the last time he struggled to squeeze his tears – he has the best garlic in the system's storage room.
His head was buried in Chang'e's arms, and his legs were still kicking, covering up his behavior of wiping his eyes with garlic.
"Hold the grass...... Used too much! ”
There was no reaction as soon as he wiped it, so Chu Feng wiped it a few more times.
As a result, it didn't take long for me to feel tears raining down, and I couldn't even hold back my snot......
"Little Bunny, what's wrong with you?"
Chang'e felt it and gently stroked Chu Feng's long ears.
"Almost."
After putting away the garlic, Chu Feng raised his head, tears flowed, and said with a look of grievance, "Sister doesn't want me anymore, isn't it...... Then I'm leaving...... No one hurts anyway...... Then I might as well lose it like Tutu...... Save your annoyance ......"
After that, you have to jump out.
But, one paw gripped the white lotus arm.
"You let me go, don't stop me!"
"Let me go!"
"Don't stop me!"
He jumped forward like this, but his paws clung tightly, tears and snot flying wildly.
"Giggles...... Chang'e was amused, hugged Chu Feng tightly, Lan Zhi gently touched his tears, and soothed, "Okay, okay, you can go in with me, but you are not allowed to run around." ”
"Uh-huh!"
Chu Feng smiled cutely.
The heart is tangled.
"System, am I a little obscene?"
[Okay]
"Really?"
[Do you want to listen to the truth?]
"Of course."
[Very obscene]
“……”
It's obscene, it's obscene, for the sake of the Taiyin Sword, all this is a floating cloud.
"Squeak—"
Chang'e entered the palace, lightly touched her bare hands, and closed the door of the palace again.
In the hall, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.
She did not enter the main hall, but walked to the right side of the corridor to the side hall.
"Is Taiyin Xingjun here?"
Chu Feng fixed his eyes.
Who knows, when he entered the side hall, it was empty.
In the side hall, the only special thing is that the walls are full of calligraphy and paintings.
Chu Feng took a look at it, most of them were ink-colored landscape paintings, with one or two lines of poetry inscribed.
It can be seen that Taiyin Xingjun should be a person who likes poetry and painting.
Chang'e drove lightly and came to a reed painting on the very edge.
Chu Feng is familiar with the poem in the painting:
The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side.
"The grass, the reed, the closest grass to love, is easier than the rose, but more cumbersome. Floating things, swinging with the wind, but stop at their roots, if they are floating, if there is nothing, the thoughts are infinite. In a trance, and concerned about the roots. ”
"The root, the love, the so-called lovesickness, can not be seen, but not sought; Although you work hard to ask for it, you will not get it. So the faint thoughts rippled between the words. ”
Because of this poem, Chu Feng's thoughts drifted back to the innocent era of Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman and good gentleman.
Taiyin Xingjun hangs such a poem, does it contain his own feelings?
Chu Feng sighed lightly.
The same is true of Chang'e,
Looking away from this poem, Chu Feng clearly heard a sigh.
Chang'e shook her head slightly.
Then, a glint flashed on his fingertips.
The light is absorbed by calligraphy and painting.
In the painting, the poem becomes lively and floating.
Suddenly, words like fireflies on a summer night flew out of the painting.
They lingered around Chang'e, as if checking for something.
Soon, they flew around Chu Feng's body one after another.
"Immortals are immortals, calligraphy and painting are all refined, and they can be checked automatically."
Chu Feng's heart was shocked.
These "fireflies" surrounded him and never dispersed.
"Damn, what kind of planes."
Chu Feng knew that this mostly meant "not passing".
Although, he also didn't know what would happen after passing the inspection.
"It's my rabbit ......"
Chang'e also realized it and said softly.
The fireflies seemed to hear it, and gradually dispersed, finally returning to the painting.
At this time, the painting spewed out a thick essence of the moon, reflecting Chang'e and Chu Feng in it.
Bang!
Suddenly, Chu Feng's body was stunned.
On another look, it has been "teleported" to the other side's boundary.