The night breeze under the moon became colder and colder, lifting Jun Jiyuan's long hair, the coolness around her neck became thicker, and the hair that was blown away by the wind gently patted her face.

After such a long and deep relationship, how can it be said that it will be over, and breaking off this relationship is more painful than killing her with a knife. Jun Ji's eyes were sparkling, a pair of painful eyes stared at Fengyunjing, and her voice was sad, "Yunjing, how can the relationship between you and me be done so far?" ”

Fengyun Jing raised his eyebrows, and between his eyebrows unconsciously presented a Sichuan character, slowly closed a pair of eyes and opened them again, at this time he didn't even know what kind of emotion he was.

Jun Ji Yuan grabbed the wrists of Feng Yunjing's hands and said, "Yun Jing, it's true that I am the Demon Emperor, but you and I have known each other for so long, and you have always known my personality, anyone can dislike me because of my Demon Emperor, but you can't." ”

Feng Yunjing frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Enough!" ”

Pushed to the ground by Feng Yunjing, Jun Ji Yuan stood up from the ground and hugged Feng Yunjing's waist tightly, "Do you remember what I said to you in the hut?" ”

Feng Fengjing's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to their hut in the mountains, at that time Jun Jiyuan asked him if he found out that she was lying to him one day, would he leave her, and at that time he told her that it was best for her to lie to him for the rest of his life, and he would always be by her side no matter what.........

However, this moment is too difficult for Feng Yunjing, on the one hand, it is an insoluble contradiction between the gods and demons, and on the other hand, it is difficult to give up the love for her in his heart........

Fengyun Jing's eyebrows furrowed, his figure flashed, and after turning around on the ground a few times, a sword light suddenly flashed in his wrist, sweeping the night wind and making a piercing and heartbreaking sound that Ji Yuan heard, and finally the sword blade pointed at Jun Ji Yuan's chest.

Jun Ji's eyes crossed with pain, and she said, "You want to kill me?" ”

Fengyunjing's eyes were cold, and his voice was cold, "As long as you leave, I can consider not killing you." ”

Jun Ji's eyelashes trembled, a trace of bitterness flashed in her eyes, and she stared deeply at Feng Yunjing, "Then you might as well kill me." ”

Feng Yunjing said: "Don't dwell on it any longer, otherwise it will end miserably." ”

Jun Ji Yuan lowered her eyes to look at the sword pointed at her, this sword was cold, so cold that it seemed to be cold through the chest wall to the bottom of her heart, this sword was like a mirror, reflecting her and his appearance on the sword, his face represented indifference, her face represented sadness.

Jun Jiyu slowly closed her eyes and took a step forward, the cold sword that was originally only an inch away from her chest wall hit her body, Feng Yunjing was shocked at this moment, her eyes widened slightly, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but shrink back slightly.

Feng Fengjing's every move, no matter how slight the movement is, is seen by Jun Jiyi one by one in her eyes and remembered in her heart, like when she met him for the first time, his every move can attract her attention, and she is even more concerned about it, even if the micro-expression doesn't even notice him, she can remember it in her heart.

Jun Ji said: "Yunjing, you are reluctant to kill me." ”

Fengyun Jing frowned, "No, I'm willing." ”

Jun Jiyuan took a step closer again, Feng Yunjing's heart tightened at that moment, even he didn't expect him to take a step back, maybe he was afraid that the sword would hurt her, or maybe for other reasons, he didn't know in his own heart.

Feng Yunjing's expression narrowed, he withdrew his sword, looked at the man whose face was black and had been sucked dry by Jun Jiyi, and said in a condensed voice: "I won't kill you today, I will give you a chance to mend your ways, but if you have a next time, I will definitely kill you." ”

With that, Feng Yunjing shook his sleeves and turned around and walked out of the room.

Jun Jiyuan's lock spirit bag had already calmed down, but her heart could not be calmed, she walked to the man's body and squatted down, looked at his blackened face, and said: "You are ungrateful for the sake of fame and fortune, kill your wife, your father-in-law, and your mother-in-law with your own hands, take everything in their hands, and turn from a man who has achieved nothing in the mountains to a person who controls the power of the entire city, you should have died!" ”

This man has a lot in common with her father, such as killing his wife in order to hold power, this similarity is enough to stimulate Jun Ji Yuan, so that she will kill him no matter what, not to mention that there is a change in the lock spirit bag tonight, in this case, she needs to absorb the essence and soul to stabilize the lock spirit bag.

This man, even if he was not killed by Jun Jiyu, would have to go to the eighteenth layer of hell sooner or later.

It's just that after this incident, Jun Jiyuan began to be unsure, she wasn't sure if Feng Yunjing would love her anymore, and she wasn't sure if he had made a promise.........

The wind in the night is getting colder and colder, and the moonlight seems to be getting colder and colder, she doesn't know the temperature of the night, she only knows that her body is cold at the moment, just like her eyes were invaded by the cold when they touched Fengyunjing's indifferent eyes.

A tear slipped silently from her eyes, there was no one around, the air was very quiet, the original white and flawless moonlight gradually dimmed, and the window lattices illuminated by the moonlight slowly lost their luster, "pop", the room was so quiet that the sound of tears falling on the ground could be heard.

Jun Jiyu was not tired all night, her heart seemed to be involved in the past and him, his face, his words, and his tenderness were imprinted on her heart inch by inch, and she couldn't get out and sink even more. Jun Ji Yuan flew to the roof and quietly watched the moon that was gradually disappearing, quietly waiting for her sweetheart to turn around and look back at her, even if it was just a glance........

The sky gradually brightened, in the fresh and elegant air, there was a group of birds in the grove with a faint fragrance, this crisp bird call was particularly pleasant in this quiet morning, drop after drop of fog drops slipped from the leaves, and the petals of one flower after another were stained with one fog droplet, and the birds flew over, flapping their wings together with the water droplets on the petals on the leaves.

Next to the grove is a small lake, originally windless lake, a breeze blows through the calm lake, raising layers of shallow ripples, flowers and plants on the lake edge swaying with the wind, Feng Yunjing stands by the lake, quietly looking at the lake, the lake water is clear and transparent, occasionally a few small fish jump out of the water.

There were purple flowers and trees growing on the edge of the lake, and Feng Yunjing grabbed a purple petal with his index finger and middle finger together and threw it into the lake.

This purple flower, just like Jun Ji Yuan, discarded the petals, as if the relationship between him and Jun Ji Yuan was cut in two, at this moment, he retracted his thoughts that drifted away from her, and quickly retracted his thoughts back to the matter of cultivating spells.

The place is sparsely populated, suitable for a, and of course for his unusual soul-breaking flute.

Feng Yunjing walked to a meadow by the lake and closed his eyes to meditate, while meditating while practicing the recently practiced soul separation technique, this kind of soul separation technique needs to be practiced with the soul separation flute, Feng Yunjing conjured the soul separation flute with one hand and blew it on the edge of the lake.

This lake is the confluence of a small stream in the mountains, and that stream is the stream where the beautiful girl in the mountain often washes clothes, and it is also the stream when Feng Yunjing and her first met.

In the early morning of this day, the girl who was washing her clothes heard the sound of a flute coming from the lake where the stream flowed, and she wondered who was blowing the flute, so she put down her freshly washed clothes and followed the sound of the flute down the path by the stream.

As she reached the grove by the lake at the end of the stream, the girl pushed aside a few green leaves that stood in front of her, and she saw a man dressed in light blue, sitting on the grass and giving a flute.

The girl raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, it turned out to be him, I had known him for so long, I didn't know that he could also give a.

The girl gently pushed away the branches that were blocking her tree, walked up step by step, and in a short time walked to Feng Fengjing's side.

The sound of the soul flute can hurt people, especially mortals are the most likely to be injured, at this time he is practicing the soul leaving technique, Feng Yunjing heard footsteps around him, he can hear that the footsteps are definitely not from gods and demons, at most it is from ordinary mortals, Feng Yunjing is afraid of accidentally injuring mortals, so he stopped the, quickly turned his head to look, and asked while turning his head: Who is it? ”

The girl said softly, "It's me." ”

Feng Yunjing looked up and saw that the person who came was a girl he knew in the mountains, and his eyebrows stretched and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

The girl sat down beside him, looked at him, and said, "Although your flute sounds good, I seem to hear your thoughts inside." ”

Fengyun Jing frowned, is it so easy to be heard?

The girl chuckled, "Looking at your expression, it seems that I don't want people to find out that you have something on your mind." ”

Feng Yunjing waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just not worth mentioning." ”

The girl smiled, "But the way I look at you, it doesn't look like something unworthy of your mention." ”

In Feng Yunjing's mind, Jun Jiyi's face quickly flashed, but it was fleeting, and after a while, that face disappeared in his mind.

The girl said: "Not long ago, I saw you building huts and planting peach blossom trees in the mountains every day, and now you are alone and melancholy, for the sake of your sweetheart?" ”

A trace of bitterness crossed Fengyunjing's eyes, but it was still fleeting, and he said with a smile: "Now in my heart, there is no sweetheart." ”

The girl raised an eyebrow, "Won't you?" ”

At this time, a cloud of black smoke appeared behind the two of them, faintly feeling the breath of the demon clan, Feng Yunjing stood up, turned around and looked, it turned out to be the demon lord.

Behind him, there were two other men.

The girl then stood up and looked over, and saw that clouds of strange black smoke had turned into human shapes, and she was so frightened that she took more than a step back, and her face suddenly turned pale, almost frightened.

Feng Yunjing stopped her behind her, and the girl was so flustered that she didn't even dare to poke her head behind him, and lay her hands on his back. Feng Yunjing looked at the Demon Monarch and said in a condensed voice: "Jun Hai, what are you doing?" ”

The Demon Lord's eyes were dark, and he said unhurriedly: "What I'm going to do, you'll know soon." ”

The girl hiding behind Feng Yunjing was scared, in her impression, she had never seen such a person, whether she was walking or standing, as long as she moved with both hands, she could summon and control clouds of black smoke freely, the old man and grandmother in the village used to tell her that this kind of black thing would be a vicious bad person, this bad person may be a demon, it may be a monster, no matter what he is, they want her to avoid it, so as not to be hurt, the more she thinks about it, the more scared she becomes, and her body can't help shrinking.

The Demon Lord's gaze swept over the girl behind Feng Yunjing, then cast his gaze on Feng Yunjing's face, and said, "Who is she?" ”

Feng Yunjing said: "Who she is, it has nothing to do with you." ”

The Demon Lord said in a condensed voice: "You are with my daughter, and you actually have two hearts for her? ”

Feng Yunjing sneered, how could he be with the Great Prince of Qingqiu, even if he was deceived by her into falling in love with her, this relationship was just a cruel relationship, and it would never come to fruition. What does the Demon Lord think at this time, what does it have to do with him, does he have two hearts at this time, and what does it have to do with the Demon Lord!

Feng Yunjing said: "You are wrong, I am not with your daughter, I have never had anything to do with the demon people." ”

The Demon Lord's expression suddenly froze, "In vain, my daughter is sincere to you, and you can say such a thing?" ”

Feng Yunjing stared deeply at the Demon Lord, "I said, I have never had anything to do with the Demon Clan. ”

The Demon Lord's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes lit up and he said to the two black-clothed subordinates behind him: "Catch the two of them and bring them back to the Demon Clan." ”

The two men bowed their hands together and replied in unison: "Yes." ”

As the two black-clothed men approached more and more, the girl became more and more frightened, holding Feng Yunjing's arm tightly, because she was so nervous and scared, cold sweat broke out in her palms, and the cold sweat touched Feng Yunjing's sleeve when the girl grabbed Feng Yunjing's arm, and Feng Yunjing could obviously feel the temperature of the girl's palm at the moment. The girl was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and even her voice was trembling, "Childe, I'm afraid." ”

Feng Fengjing turned his head, looked at her and said, "Don't be afraid, girl, I'm here." ”

The girl raised her eyes, a trace of worry crossed her eyes, looked at Feng Fengjing's eyes, and said, "It seems that they are monsters, and you are just a mortal, can you handle it?" ”

Feng Yunjing said softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let them hurt you." ”

The Demon Lord smiled coldly, smiling grimly, and the two subordinates behind him quickly walked in front of Feng Yunjing.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

Two swords appeared in the hands of the two of them, the sword light thunderbolt was like lightning to tear the air on the edge of the lake, the cold sword swept through the originally calm wind by the lake, like an extremely sharp scissors in the cloth to come and go freely, the cold sword made a chilling sound when it broke the wind, which made the girl frightened to hear.

The girl was so frightened that her body trembled, and there seemed to be something unknown in her heart that was scurrying back and forth, and she hurriedly ran back, and one of the Demon Lord's subordinates saw this, and the sword in her hand flew out in an instant, and the wind suddenly rose, and the sword light flew towards the girl like lightning.

The girl was so frightened that her eyes seemed to be about to split, and she screamed in terror, "Ah.........hhh