Chapter 4 The night is cold
The palm of the wind in the heart of the night slowly tightened, and the whirlwind in the palm turned faster and faster, and a whirlwind that looked small and delicate gradually burst out with a shocking cold howl, and the howl was so severe and cold that it made people think of the snow and wind in the endless wilderness.
Feng Yudu, who was wrapped around his neck by the whirlwind, couldn't even say a word, and wanted to shake his head to show that he didn't dare, and he was afraid that he would break his neck by the whirlwind as soon as he loosened his strength.
"The rules of the Wind God Temple, there is no other, and next time, you will die!"
The whirlwind on Feng Ye's heart suddenly dissipated, her eyes finally fell on Zhao Feichen, turned twice, her indifferent beautiful eyes gradually glowed with dazzling colors, and her jade fingers lightly said, "You, follow me." The graceful posture was gone, and only the quiet voice lingered indifferently in the middle courtyard.
Zhao Feichen glanced back when he walked to the inner courtyard, and saw Feng Yudu, who was sitting on the ground, staring at him with an extremely resentful gaze, knowing that this matter was far from over, and he was afraid that he would be annoyed in the future.
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Zhao Feichen walked into the backyard with messy steps, facing several side rooms scattered everywhere, not knowing which way to go.
He is now in turmoil, if nothing else, because of the word "night heart", his wife's name is Song Yexin, and the indifferent and beautiful black-haired girl is called Feng Yexin, although there is no similarity with his wife's appearance and personality, but it still arouses his thoughts and disturbs his emotions.
The cold and moving voice of the wind night heart sounded at the right time: "Go straight to the end." ā
Zhao Feichen turned his head to look around, but he didn't see where she was.
"Do you think I'm a very patient person?" The indifferent tone made people feel a chill in their hearts.
Zhao Feichen came back to his senses awe, didn't dare to look left and right, and hurriedly walked along the stone road to the innermost part of the garden, where a small single-family building was stuck in the middle, and the door was half-hidden. He went up and knocked softly on the door.
"Enter."
Zhao Feichen pushed the door in, and the refreshing fragrance from the owner of the house immediately wafted into his nostrils, which shocked his spirit.
It's hard to describe what it smells like, the fragrance is very faint, it seems to be nothing, it's very unique, he's never smelled it, it's not even similar, if you have to force it, maybe it's a little like snowflakes.
Snowflakes are not flowers, they have no taste, but Zhao Feichen seems to really feel the taste of snowflakes, elegant, pure, flawless, fresh and not greasy, sweet and not sweet.
He seemed to be suddenly in an endless snowfield, smelling the snow drifting in the wind, and his heart was relaxed and happy.
"Do you know yourself?" Feng Yexin only spoke, his cold voice and indifferent attitude, like a majestic and lofty snow-capped mountain standing abruptly on the snowfield, leaving the world independent, people can't help but want to bow and worship, and are afraid of blasphemy.
What is the problem? Zhao Feichen was stunned and replied, "Miss Feng is asking me what my name is?" My name is Zhao Feichen. ā
Feng Yexin said leisurely: "Names are just simple symbols. The only thing that can make people remember you is your talent, and what you have done with it. ā
Zhao Feichen smiled dryly: "That Fei Xian Grand Priest said that I have a good pulse and meets the criteria for selecting scholars, and he plans to take me to participate in what kind of election, I don't know if this is considered a talent?" ā
Feng Yexin's beautiful eyes showed a sure look: "You agreed?" ā
Zhao Feichen shook his wrists, which were still firmly handcuffed by the black wood handcuffs, and said with a wry smile: "Do I have a choice?" ā
Feng Yexin glanced at the handcuffs and said, "The best Shen Yin sandalwood, it is even more rare to have the two techniques of locking spirit and chasing stars, it is really a good baby." The magic weapon with two techniques and one thing attached, I don't know how much it will cost to succeed in one. It is also good at teaching people who are good at making good spells and good tools. ā
Her palm swept into the whirlwind, and when she reached out and pressed it, a ripple-like cyan phantom was suddenly blown on the black wooden handcuffs. As the palm of her hand rubbed, the cyan phantom let out a crackling and popping sound, and the black wood handcuffs gradually crackled with the crackling sound.
Zhao Feichen shook his hand slightly, and the handcuffs were completely shattered, scattering all over the ground.
"Now you really don't have a choice." Feng Yexin pointed to the fragments of handcuffs on the ground and said, "Destroy the high-grade magic weapons of the human sect without authorization, no matter what the reason, they will not let you go, and the lightest punishment is to be destroyed and become a waster." ā
Zhao Feichen was dumbfounded, and said in a lost voice: "This, this...... You did it! ā
Feng Yexin said lightly: "The human sect can't provoke the Wind God Temple, and Fei Xian can't even mess with me." He will either go back to Taiqing Mountain to receive the punishment, or let you be punished, and other than that, he has no choice. ā
"Clams?" Zhao Feichen said sadly: "You are deliberately framing. ā
"I don't deny it's not." Feng Yexin generously admitted it, but he didn't blush.
"You...... You ......" Zhao Feichen didn't expect that this indifferent girl, who looked out of the ordinary, more like a fairy than a mortal, would actually use such a damaging trick, and use it so openly, without even a little cover-up.
"The reason why Fei Xian has to keep you is not only because you have good qualifications......
Feng Yexin didn't care about Zhao Feichen, who was full of anger, and said, "It's even more because you were born with holy words." ā
This topic finally aroused Zhao Feichen's strong interest and curiosity, he forcibly suppressed his anger and asked, "What is the Holy Words Technique?" ā
"The Word of the Saints, the Words of the Saints."
Feng Yexin slowly sat down on the chair in a graceful posture, pointed to the chair opposite and motioned for Zhao Feichen to sit down as well, and continued: "The way of heaven is simple, complex, large, high, far, deep, and infinite, with unique three fears. One is afraid of the destiny of heaven, the second is afraid of adults, and the third is afraid of the words of saints. ā
(Note: In fact, it is the gentleman's three fears, this is my nonsense for the sake of the setting, don't take it seriously.) I won't go into detail later. ļ¼
Zhao Feichen was a little impatient with her talking nonsense, but he knew that he couldn't afford to provoke others, so he had to sit and listen honestly.
"The Mandate of Heaven, the will of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao cannot disobey itself, so it is feared. Adults, Da Luo Jin Xian, although Da Luo Jin Xian is not a saint, but his Dao mana is enough to affect the operation of the Heavenly Dao, so he is afraid of it. The saint is a mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, who has survived thousands of calamities without extinguishing, dyed with cause and effect without staining. It is with the way of heaven and coexists with the avenue, so the way of heaven is afraid of it. ā
Zhao Feichen couldn't close his mouth, where did this Nima come from in the Xianxia setting, it sounds so familiar! (I answer: Miss Du Niang's Ļ (>Ļ<*))
"As for the ...... of the Word"
Zhao Feichen's ears immediately stood up.
"In fact, it is connected with the curse technique of the Wu clan, all at the cost of its own longevity, to summon the sense of heavenly dao, and to achieve some wishes of the spellcaster, illegal non-magic is born with supernatural powers, of course, it is far less than the words of a real saint. However, all supernatural powers belong to the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, and it is difficult for anyone to resist, so there is no disadvantage. ā
Zhao Feichen was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but say, "Shouyuan? ā
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