Cang Wunian shook his head, his tone was a little dazed: "Believe, as long as you say it, I will believe it." I was just...... I can't accept your unilateral decision, I never thought about it, I never wanted to influence you in anything. But why? Why ......?"

The two onlookers here were sad for themselves, but the woman in colorful clothes in front of them laughed: "Sister, you are good at everything, but you are too old-fashioned." I have heard that the love between men and women is the most wonderful relationship in the world, whether it is a man or a god, as long as the true feelings are moved, it does not mean that you can let go of it. I'm really looking forward to the appearance of such a man who will take away your sister's heart that is pressed at the bottom of the iceberg, so that you can experience the taste of worrying about someone. ”

When Feng Yan heard this, there was a helpless expression in his eyes, he shook his head secretly, and said casually: "I see you, it's too lonely to stay in this sea of clouds, if you are really curious about the relationship between men and women, it is better to find a chance to experience the nether realm." Maybe when you come back, you won't think about it anymore. ”

If Feng Yan had made a little fortune calculation for her meeting with Zhixia beforehand, she would not have said the last sentence, even if it was something she calculated, it was destined to be an unchangeable ending, and she didn't want to experience such a feeling of being a prophecy.

It's a pity that it was on the way back to Luohe Palace after leaving the sea of clouds that she felt more and more that today's Zhixia was a little unusual, and when she pinched her fingers, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

She is the goddess of Luohe, because God has given her an extremely special mission and ability, so she has always only been particularly concerned about those things that will affect the normal order of the Three Realms, and if necessary, she will also open the altar to predict the future with the help of the magical power of the Luo Shu fragment.

But for the fate of others or even herself, she rarely uses her power to predict anything. As for herself, she never thought that something earth-shattering would happen in her long life, if it really happened, it would be a catastrophe for heaven and earth, and she needed to sacrifice her life without hesitation to ensure that everything continued to run on a normal trajectory.

Second, all beings in heaven and earth have their own fates, and if she peeps at will or even tries to change it in vain, this will not only bring unwarranted karma to herself, but will also lead to changes in the lives of others because of her intervention.

The calculation of wind annihilation did not calculate too many things, I only knew that it would not be long before Zhixia would have a catastrophe, and if this catastrophe was well crossed, it would be fine, if it was not well crossed, I am afraid that from now on there will be no more flowing clouds and clouds, and there will be no such a fairy as Zhixia.

Accustomed to seeing the ups and downs of all beings in heaven and earth, she didn't plan to meddle in the calamity that Zhixia must experience in her life.

Feng Annihilation returned to Luohe Palace, and Cang Wunian and Hua Chengcheng, who were watching, also came to Luohe Palace with her, but after all, this is just a memory illusion, and there is no need for them to experience things together, so time flies, and the two only feel that the scenery in front of them is passing by, and then they concentrate, half a year has passed here.

This time, it was Fairy Zhixia who came to Luohe Palace, and I don't know if she composed a new song and was eager to play it for Feng Yan to taste, or if there was something in her heart that she couldn't hide, and wanted to talk to this sister who was very tight-lipped.

Seeing Zhixia walking in the direction of the Liuli Warm Pavilion with a familiar way, Hua Chengcheng couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously muttered: "What did she paint for me back then?"

Cang Wunian, who had not yet come out of the gloomy sadness, raised his eyes and looked at her deeply after hearing her words to himself, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you remember?"

Hua Chengcheng shook his head in discouragement, and said in a low voice: "It's similar to what you felt in the past, there are some broken pictures in your mind, and there is no way to connect them completely." ”

Cang Wunian nodded, did not speak again, but followed Zhixia's footsteps towards the glazed pavilion at the end of the corridor.

Hua Chengcheng opened his mouth, but he still didn't open his mouth to call out, shook his head helplessly, and had to follow them.

In the warm pavilion, Feng Yan was taking a nap, and when she felt someone approaching, she quickly opened her eyes. The result is naturally as she expected, the people who like to swagger through the market like this and find her warm pavilion without passing through the communication, except for the little girl in Wenchang Palace, there is only Zhixia in the sea of clouds.

"Sister Feng Yan, I didn't disturb your rest, right?" Sneakily pushing open the door, Zhixia poked her head in, and saw Feng Yan staring at her lightly, she simply smiled and said it first.

Feng Yan shook his head slightly, "It's okay, since you're here, let's come in and sit." ”

Zhixia knows the temperament of this goddess, don't say it's her, in fact, no matter who comes to the door, as long as she doesn't come to provoke trouble, Feng Yan will treat everyone equally, and she will not show any closeness, nor will she make people feel rude.

But this glazed warm pavilion, placed in the human world, is a woman's boudoir, can get her permission to walk in, looking at the entire heavenly realm, there are really not a few.

Zhixia entered the warm pavilion and naturally sat down beside Feng Yan to talk to him.

What did the two of them say, neither Hua Chengcheng nor Cang Wunian listened carefully, only to see Feng Yan casually wave his robe, and two pots of fragrant tea appeared in front of her and Zhixia, and then she had a calm expression from beginning to end, occasionally nodding in agreement, occasionally contemplating as if thinking, and occasionally bringing the tea cup to her mouth to take a sip.

The expression on Cang Wunian's face was also flat for a long time, he just observed the woman's every move, and his heart couldn't help but be full of doubts: just like this woman looked like back then, the door was not out of the door, and the cold and alienated aura around her body could keep everyone who had thoughts about her away thousands of miles away.

He is not the kind of man who will chase after him without face and skin, nor is he a friend like Zhixia and Frost Dye who can ignore her cold shell and put down his body to communicate with her intimately, how did he and her come together back then?

The same question is also hovering in the heart of the painting Allure, although she can't fully understand what kind of state of mind the wind in front of her is, but this kind of calm and even ruthless appearance of everything, she is no longer strange.

Thinking about the domineering and arrogance that Cang Wunian inadvertently showed after recovering his memory, Hua Chengcheng couldn't imagine how the relationship between the two people could not be entangled together, and this entanglement was more than a thousand years.

In the illusion of memory, Feng Annihilation and Zhixia are still chatting, but basically Zhixia is talking, and Feng Annihilation is listening. I don't know how long it took, but the two women suddenly stood up and walked to the inner room of the warm pavilion one after the other.

Seeing this, Cang Wunian and Hua Chengcheng immediately stepped forward and followed.

Lifting the crystal bead curtain as a shield, the two found that this was a study, and the bookshelves of all sizes were full of all kinds of jade slips.

Zhixia came to the table, stretched out her hand, and laid a fine piece of drawing paper on the table, the color of the paper was extremely delicate and white, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. However, according to the guess of the painting, the size of the painting paper that Zhixia can use to paint is also a fairy treasure.

"You came all the way to my Luohe Palace, just to paint?" Feng Yan stood aside, and said coldly.

Zhi Xia smiled, "The girl who dyed the clothes begged me for a long time, and promised me many benefits before I painted it for her." This time I took the initiative to help my sister draw, but my sister was ruthless, so it is not uncommon. ”

Feng Yan shook his head slightly, but asked, "What did Dye Yi ask you to draw for her?"

Asked about this, Zhixia immediately pursed her lips, and looked quite dissatisfied: "That girl, if my sister is free, I have to talk about her well, her ears are too soft, and she can be hot with anyone." She and her sister are two extremes, one is concerned about everything, and the other is not concerned about anything, and I am uncomfortable with you. ”

"Haven't you always been like this? You've known her for a long time, why did you start complaining today? A very shallow smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yan's mouth.

Zhixia hung her head and sighed, "If I hadn't known her for a long time, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to her." That's it, a little osmanthus essence in Tianxiang Palace that has not yet achieved positive fruit, and a little fairy boy in the palace who is still shallow in Taoism secretly got along, but this matter was discovered by Si Lu Xingjun, punished the little fairy boy for reincarnation in the lower realm, and locked up the little osmanthus essence, so that she could think about it for a hundred years.

"It's not a big deal, if the little osmanthus essence endures loneliness for a while and cultivates hard, maybe it will soar in this hundred years, and when the time comes, ask Si Lu Xingjun for a request, and then let his old man go to the Queen Mother of the West to report it, maybe this matter will be done."

"However, the little osmanthus essence and the little fairy child are now in the stage of glue, and it is more uncomfortable to separate them for a hundred years than to pull their tendons and pick their skin. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yan glanced at Zhixia lightly, "So, what does this have to do with dyeing clothes?"

Zhixia spread her hands, "I said that the girl is a good person, the little fairy child and her usually have a little friendship, after learning that he was punished, he immediately took his little friend to beg her, let her think of a way to make the fairy child reincarnate in the human world not to forget this little osmanthus essence."

"As a result, I don't know what the girl's brain thinks, and she actually paid attention to me. Let me draw a small portrait of each of them, and then let them take each other's small portraits with them, saying that this will relieve the pain of this hundred years of lovesickness. ”