It's night, feng shui rhyme room.

The phantom stood at the head of Feng Shui Yun's bed, and said coldly: "Such a good opportunity, but it was messed up by that fool of the Yunting Emperor, since this Yunting Emperor is embarrassed, then change another person." ”

"Messing up this matter, Emperor Yunting is certainly at fault, but there is another person who cannot be ignored." Feng Shui Yun played with his fingernails and said lightly.

The phantom said dissatisfiedly: "You said Feng Luoli? ”

"If she hadn't interrupted, Emperor Yunting would have led Zhu Yan into the trap, and now he has won a big victory." Feng Shui Yun said with a sneer.

The phantom pondered, "Then what do you mean?" ”

"What you want is her spiritual ring, what I want is her life, that doesn't change." Feng Shui Yun has always wanted Feng Luoli's life, and this will not change anything.

The phantom raised his severed arm and said with compassion, "When I want her life depends on when you can get the spirit ring in your hands. ”

It's as if you're stuck in a dead loop again.

Feng Shui Yun lazily flicked her sleeves, "I know what to do, but she has too many spiritual objects in her hands, and it's really hard to deal with." ”

"There's a pill here, as long as you can get her to take the pill and get the spirit ring, I can show up and kill her immediately." Phantom Road.

Feng Shui Yun took the pill and asked tentatively, "Are you an alchemist?" ”

"You shouldn't be asking, it's better not to talk too much." After the phantom scolded, he disappeared in a flash.

Feng Shui Yun held the pill, and the corners of her lips hooked up with an evil smile.

At this time, Feng Luoli was lying flat with Lin Yao in the temporary residence of the Admonition Hall, relatively speechless.

"Academician Zhu Yan took Rong Sleeve away." Wood Crow said.

Feng Luoli: "......"

"Rong Sleeve is Gu Li, Gu Li's hatred has the right to kill her, it stands to reason that Academician Zhu Yan shouldn't take her away, he should return people to Gu Li's hatred, you said that she took Rong Sleeve away, is Rong Sleeve still saved?" The crow looked at Feng Luoli tentatively.

Feng Luoli knew very well that these things could not be hidden from the crows.

"I can only tell you that Rong Sleeve is still being rescued, and as for whether she can live, it is still inconclusive." Feng Luoli said.

Lin Yao smiled, she knew that Feng Luoli could talk about this because they had a great relationship.

"How did you find out?" Feng Luoli gently pushed the shoulder of the sleeve.

Rong Sleeve smiled and said, "You are not very sad. ”

Belch!

"If Rong Sleeve is really dead, you should be the same as when you are facing Gu Li's hatred, but you have healed and your state has returned to before, so I guess that Academician Zhu Yan must have other intentions when he took Rong Sleeve away." Wood Crow said.

Ay!

Feng Luoli sighed: "I don't want to tell you, I'm afraid of empty joy, and I don't know if she can live." ”

"Either way, you've done your best, so there's no need to regret it." Wood Crow said.

Feng Luoli nodded, but suddenly fell into a very depressed mood, as if there were a thousand words, but she couldn't spit out a word, making her more and more depressed.

"Rest." Lin Ya said: "Although Li Chunfeng, the Ninth Princess and Gu Lihate are all locked up right now, but Feng Shui Yun is not dead, she will definitely find an opportunity to respond to you, raise her spirits, and clean them up one by one." ”

Feng Luoli pulled the quilt over his head, tossed and turned into the middle of the night, and did not fall asleep.

It was the first time she had insomnia.

In the past, there was a big thing, and Feng Luoli also ate and slept according to it, because she always felt that no matter how big the difficulty was, there would be a day to solve it, and only by ensuring good health could we ensure the future scenery.

But today she has insomnia.

It's because there are some things that you can't solve with your efforts.

Seeing him, Feng Luoli felt embarrassed and felt unnecessary, she also told herself that since she had reached this point, now this situation could not be better, she waited for another year and a half, the fruit was ripe, and she handed over the myelin cleansing pill to Dongfang Zhanyao, and then they returned to the bridge and returned to the road, how to go on her way, that was her creation, between her and Dongfang Zhanyao, when there was no more relationship is the right way.

But in fact, he didn't show up, and Feng Luoli was disappointed and sad.

It seems that she has become accustomed to relying on this great god whose identity she does not know.

In a daze, Feng Luoli seemed to see a figure in front of the couch inciting, she raised her hand and wanted to call the crow, but found that her voice was dry and dumb, all the voices were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't shout at all.

Then, her hand was tightly wrapped in a large, warm hand.

Is that you?

Feng Luoli fell into a dark dream, the soles of her feet were filled with a black fog, and it was pitch black all around, and she couldn't see anything clearly, but she always felt that her hand was being clenched.

"Come out." Feng Luoli snorted and shook his hand directly.

But instead of shaking off the other party, she threw herself into a warm embrace.

She tried to look up, but her head was held and pressed into his arms.

Feng Luoli couldn't see the visitor, only saw his clothes that were so black that they seemed to blend into the night, and the auspicious cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread on the clothes.

"Great God." Feng Luoli was a little aggrieved, after she finished shouting, she felt that her throat and eyes were blocked again, her eyes were sour and swollen, and she was so hypocritical that she just wanted to hug him and cry.

Ay!

Dongfang Zhanyao sighed faintly: "What are you crying about?" ”

"I thought you were ignoring me anymore." Feng Luoli said.

Dongfang Zhanyao squinted at her: "It's you who want to escape." ”

"Isn't there anything I can't help but do?" Feng Luoli muttered: "I'm afraid you don't like it, I'm afraid you think I'm a hooligan to you." ”

"I love it when you play hooligan on me." Dongfang Zhanyao pinched Feng Luoli's chin, leaned over with his head down, and said in a low and seductive voice: "I really want to play a hooligan on you." ”

With that, his lips pressed up.

There was no misunderstanding, there was no loss of control, it was he who took the initiative to paste it and kissed Feng Luoli.

Is this a dream?

Feng Luoli looked at Dongfang Zhanyao's magnified face dumbfounded, and subconsciously reached out to push him.

But Dongfang Zhanyao seemed to know her reaction, reached out and pinched her two slender wrists, and said in her ear: "Close your eyes, concentrate, don't make trouble." ”

You're still telling me not to make trouble?

Feng Luoli was excited, her lower mouth was not light or heavy, and she bit Dongfang Zhanyao's mouth, and the sweet smell of blood instantly filled the mouths of the two.

Boom!

Feng Luoli has been blindfolded.

She told herself that it should be a dream, but the real touch made her doubt that it was all real.

But how could the real Dongfang Zhanyao have such thoughts about her?

Feng Luoli denied herself, she felt like a fine person, hoping that it was true, but afraid that it was true, hoping that it was fake, and afraid that it was fake.

After a long time, Dongfang Zhanyao pressed Feng Luoli's head on his chest again, allowing Feng Luoli to listen to his super fast heartbeat.

Knock knock knock!

His heartbeat stirred Feng Luoli's eardrums, and she had a faint expectation, hoping that everything would be true.

"Great God ......" As soon as Feng Luoli spoke, she felt someone shake her body vigorously.

Feng Luoli opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Lin Ya standing in front of her couch with a disgusted face, holding her hands and asking, "Sichun?" ”