Chapter 239: The Past Follows the Wind
Nangong Yehua looked down at her stunning little face that was flushed with anger.
Those smart eyes burned with a small flame, reflecting his smiling face, and his gentle and doting eyes were undisguised.
I was stunned, and I doubted for a moment, who is this person?
"Hmph, I'll let you go this time, I'll detoxify, you let go, it's fair!" The wind reluctantly used the antidote.
Whoever let her die by herself, and she still has so much to do, it will take a while to detoxify!
Standing in place for a long time, waiting for the effect of the medicine to pass, Youfeng did not forget to stare at the culprit in front of him.
Because of her momentary curiosity, it became like this, this damn curiosity!
Nangong Yehua saw her softer and softer eyes in her angry eyes, and her face couldn't be more obvious, and she couldn't help laughing happily.
The laughter fell in her eyes, clearly gloating, causing another burst of fire in the wind.
It seems that he is also a layman, he can't escape the world, and when he enters, he never wants to go out of this shackle again!
"Weak legs?" Nangong Yehua suddenly let go, Youfeng fell to the ground defenselessly, subconsciously grabbed Nangong Yehua's arm, and was held by him steadily, laughing and teasing as soon as he opened his mouth.
"This king didn't do anything this time?" The expression was quite innocent.
It was clear that he had done something bad, but Youfeng couldn't refute him, and he blushed again, he was angry!
She said that if she said one more word to him, she would have his surname!
"That's what you said!" Nangong Yehua glanced at her idly, a ghostly light quickly flashed in her deep black eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up an evil smile.
The evil eyes that recklessly looked her up and down made the wind eager to pounce on him and bite him to death.
But when she thought that she had just said that she would not talk to him, she turned around angrily and kicked at the transparent enchantment with a strong kick, which made her angry!
Nangong Yehua looked at her childish movements and didn't tease her anymore.
The eyes that ridiculed the evil became spoiled, and the deep and indescribable black eyes were like the brightest stars in the sky, flashing with indescribable brilliance.
A clear and indifferent gentle smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and the demonic handsome face was only smiling for her at the moment.
I don't know what material this enchantment is made of, and with the cultivation of the Shadow Wind Yuan's infancy, it can't shake half a point, and it is a little frustrated for a while.
At the same time of frustration, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine and a cool breeze.
Her heart trembled, and she turned to see what he wanted to do, but she didn't expect to see a scene that amazed her.
The intoxicating warmth that warms her heart, like the first rays of sunlight in the morning, is clear and light, enough to shine into her heart.
"Nangong ......" muttered softly, and his throat instantly choked a little.
So familiar tenderness, full of warmth, is it him?
"Are you satisfied with what you see?" A clear, magnetic voice sounded in his ears with a faint smile.
The misty eyes of the ghost wind suddenly sobered up, and the enlarged demonic handsome face in front of her made her eyes sour.
He's not him!
She suddenly lost interest and was in a false relationship with him again, lowered her eyes, uncomfortable and conflicted, didn't she say to let it go?
And I did it, why do I feel sad when I think about it?
Sadness and loneliness slowly crept up his cheeks, it was so obvious.
"Who are you looking at through me?" Nangong Yehua was still teasing her handsome face, and her demonic and fair face was instantly covered with haze.
One hand lifted her smooth and round chin vigorously, and the tone was the cruel bloodlust that was deeply impressed in Youfeng's mind, and the eyes were even more cold and terrifying.
Who was she looking at through him? Who is in her heart!
One moment there was still a leisurely smile on his face, and the next second Jun's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.
The hand pinching her chin became harder and harder, as if to crush her, and a pair of gloomy eyes were bewitching!
Holding back the deeply buried fear, Youfeng broke free and knocked away the aching hand that grabbed her jaw, "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”
The glimmering eyes were full of sneer and indifference.
"It has nothing to do with me, but with whom?" Nangong Yehua popped out a few words from between his teeth, as if he was using all his strength to control the violent qi.
Youfeng was startled, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth before he resisted the urge to turn around and run.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing not being angry and trembling, not being rash, and angering a person whose cultivation is unfathomable, is not a wise move!
"No one!" Looking at him, the wind uttered a fluttering word.
After speaking, the next moment he suddenly bit Nangong Yehua's neck, and his white and sharp teeth bit down hard, and he immediately felt a fishy sweet taste in his mouth.
The warm blood dripped down the white neck and fell on the placket of the moon-white clothes, blooming gorgeous flowers.
Blood? Nangong Yehua was in pain, frowned, grabbed the person who suddenly bit his neck, and pulled it down, but it didn't move, but it made him hurt even more.
"Feng'er?" He said.
Hearing him call out to her, tears instantly overflowed her eyes, but she stubbornly didn't let it fall.
It turns out that she will also deceive herself, if she doesn't face it, she will never find out, in fact, she never let go!
The wind blinked vigorously, desperately trying to hold back the tears, and gritted his teeth harder.
There was a whining sound in his mouth, as if he was about to bite off a piece of meat from his neck.
Nangong Yehua couldn't, so he put his hands around her waist and waited for her to let go.
After a long time, Youfeng finally cleaned up his mood, got down from him, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and raised his calm eyes indifferently.
Looking at him, he smiled, smiled brightly and beautifully, confident and proud.
The red lips opened lightly, the words were clear, word by word, "No one!" ”
That person will never exist again!
Her resolute and resolute eyes made Nangong Yehua take a step back in disbelief, as if that resolute look had cut a bloody and hideous wound on his heart, a wound that would never heal.
But he didn't know why he felt this way?
"What did you say?" He stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders, stared into her calm eyes, and felt panic for the first time.
He was afraid, he was afraid that she would show him that kind of look!
"Nothing!" Now say that those are useful? She's tired!
She has always been able to control the influence of psychology on herself, and she has already made a decision, and in three years, she has already imperceptibly affected her in her heart.
She wants to do her best for the immortal path to be eternal, to live a free and unfettered life!
"Goodbye, Nangong Yehua!" She said to herself in her heart.
In the past few years of soul fusion, she has lived a depressed life, and she is about to lose her nature, and she is as proud as her, how can she not find out until now?
For the past, I can smile lightly, but my impetuous mood unexpectedly calmed down.
Youfeng unexpectedly found that his mood had improved, and the small particles of light floating in the spiritual space were fusing and growing at a slow speed!