A fiery red phoenix hovered over everyone's heads.

The people also stopped fighting.

"It's getting dark, and you're so interested." The woman on the back of the phoenix has different eyes, clear and beautiful, and her voice is like falling pearls, which is the song of the master of Yaochi Palace.

"Burning songs." Di Yao's gaze suddenly lit up, like a star twinkling, and he muttered. Since the phoenix burning song appeared, as sharp as him, he couldn't help but soften.

"Di Yao, I haven't seen you for half a year, don't come unharmed." Feng Yange flew down, the white clothes were better than the snow, the sky was beautiful, and the peerless elegance was unparalleled.

Half a year, I didn't expect her to remember. Di Yao's eyes seemed to be lit by candles, bright and warm, and the thousand words in his heart turned into a just right "don't come harmless" because of her words.

"I didn't expect to meet the noble Xuan Evil Venerable Lord in this inconspicuous town, my luck is really good." Feng Yange smiled and slowly approached him, holding a crested dart in his hand, playing with it for a while.

There was a wisp of fragrance in his nose, and the face in front of him was like jade, Di Yao only felt dizzy and shaken, his mind was drawn by her, and he forgot to answer in a trance.

Feng Yange didn't notice his abnormality, his silver eyes turned slightly, and his gaze fell on the red figure on the side.

"Silver-faced and red-clothed, Jiuyang Ruyi, and the palace master is also there."

As soon as Feng Yange appeared, Ji Junyan watched coldly from beginning to end. No, to be exact, his gaze stayed on Zhao Yu. The gaze was dark and dark, and the coldness was terrifying, which made Zhao Yu's heart tremble.

"Feng Palace Master." Ji Junyan retracted his gaze and gave a salute without being salty.

As soon as he looked away, Zhao Yu was relieved of his amnesty, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister Feng, save me." ”

Feng Yange's beautiful eyes stopped at Zhao Yu, who was held hostage by the night owl, and smiled, instantly gorgeous the gloomy late autumn like a spring flower: "The "ghost thief" night owl is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to bully a girl like this." ”

"The Feng Palace Lord praises falsely." The night owl grinned, "This thief never cares about fame. ”

"Hahaha······" Feng Yange laughed when he heard this, and his laughter was hearty and natural, "The ghost thief night owl is really a person of temperament, if there is wine at this moment, I will definitely drink three cups with you." ”

The night owl is in the middle of the rivers and lakes, and naturally knows that although Feng Yaoge, the master of Yaochi Palace, is a woman, she is free and easy, and she is a character worth befriending, but it is a pity that he has his troubles at this moment. A trace of regret couldn't help but appear on his face, and he sighed: "It's a pity that there is no such blessing below." ”

"That's a shame." Feng Yange also sighed regretfully. Suddenly, she raised her wrist, and the crested dart turned into a dazzling red light and stabbed towards the center of the night owl's eyebrows.

Seeing that the crested dart was coming like lightning, the night owl was shocked, and he held Zhao Yu hostage and retreated sharply. But the crested dart was so fast that he had to risk falling to the ground and dodge to the side.

At this moment, Feng Yange had already bullied his body and slashed at his arm with his palm as a blade. It was impossible for the night owl to really kill Zhao Yu, so in desperation, he had to let go and avoid it. As soon as the Feng Yan singer stretched out, he pulled Zhao Yu into his arm.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and Ji Junyan had also made a move when Feng Yange made a move, but was intercepted by Di Yao.

Feng Yange successfully rescued Zhao Yu, picked up Zhao Yu and fell on the back of the fire phoenix, looked at everyone condescendingly, and said, "If any of you want the "Fire Phoenix Fu", just chase it." As soon as her voice fell, the fire phoenix roared and flew into the sky.

Ji Junyan and Di Yao had no intention of fighting, and flew to chase after the fire phoenix, and disappeared after a while.

Seeing this scene, the night owl and Yunzhou also chased after them.

When the other people who were still alive saw their master leaving, they packed up and chased after them.

But the blood shed by the fight, the dead people, and the bloody aura brought to this quiet town can't be erased.

As the sun sets, the afterglow fades and night falls.

Feng Yange unlocked the acupoints for Zhao Yu, and healed her injuries by the way, and only showed a satisfied smile when she saw her complexion improve.

Zhao Yu stood on the back of the fire phoenix, with the whirring wind in his ears and the chill of the cold wind. Although Feng Yange healed her injuries, the wind at night was too cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and she hugged her arms and shivered.

Seeing this, Feng Yange reached out and took her hand and crossed the true qi.

"Thank you, Sister Feng, for saving your life, Yu'er is unforgettable." A warm current flows through the body, driving away the cold.

"Since you call me sister, you should save you, don't be polite." Feng Yange raised his eyebrows and smiled, and the grace between his eyebrows and eyes flowed, "However, your kung fu is too bad, so you can't get injured often." ”

Zhao Yu lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression and said, "Yu'er is dull and has no talent for martial arts. ”

This is the truth, she has been very poor in martial arts since she was a child, and because of this, her father asked her to abandon martial arts and follow literature, and she can enter the official career as usual, hoping to make some achievements and glorify the Heavenly Ghost Gate.

Feng Yange's white fingers lightly caught her pulse, and nodded: "The poisoning is too deep, the foundation has been destroyed, and I can no longer practice other martial arts." But don't be discouraged, maybe Sister Rou will have a way. ”

"Thank you, Sister Feng." Zhao Yu knew that Sister Rou in Feng Yange's mouth was Tang Rou, the fourth lady of Langyamen. She thought of Ye Lantian's advice again, and felt guilty in her heart.

"You're welcome." Feng Yange smiled sideways, his ink hair was flying, and he had a chic and graceful bearing.

Night was falling, and the sky was darkening. Looking down, it was hazy. At this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly remembered the time when the family was destroyed, remembered the peerless Baili, and felt as if he had been pricked by a needle in his heart, and the pain jumped with his heartbeat. An emotion called "vulnerability" spreads in my heart.

The enemy is unknown, the family revenge has not been avenged, and now he is involved in the battle for the "Fire Phoenix Fu" in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many dangers will wait for him in the future?

"Sister Feng······" Zhao Yu's eyebrows were slightly sorrowful, and he stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Yu'er doesn't understand, why did you hand over such a valuable 'Fire Phoenix Talisman' to me? Zhao Yu asked what he had always wanted to ask.

Feng Yan Ge said: "The "Fire Phoenix Fu" is the symbol of the entire martial arts, everyone in the martial arts wants to get it, and they won't ask for any reason, why do you keep asking to understand?" ”

"Sister Kefeng, I know that my martial arts are low and notorious, not only can I not protect the "Fire Phoenix Fu", but it may also cause a martial arts catastrophe, Yu'er just wants revenge, and I don't want to participate in some senseless battles. ”

"Revenge, is it really that important to you?" Feng Yange looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

This question, as if tearing apart the bloody past in Zhao Yu's heart, the scene when her family was slaughtered, and the betrayal of her favorite person, all appeared in front of her, she only felt that her breath was suffocated, her internal breath surged, and she spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", her eyes were dark, and she lost consciousness.

"Yu'er." Feng Yange was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to hug her, his palm against her back, and entered the internal force to protect her heart, and with a long roar, Huo Feng sped up.

When Zhao Yu woke up, the surroundings were quiet, and the house was burning with elegant incense.

She moved and found that there was nothing unusual, someone should have healed her injuries. I got out of bed with my clothes on, poured a glass of water and moistened my dry throat.

At this time, someone pushed the door in, and it was Feng Yange.

"Yu'er, you're awake, you're hungry, come and eat something." Feng Yange put the food box on the table.

"Thank you, Sister Feng." Zhao Yu was indeed hungry, so he sat down and ate.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry, I don't ask that." She didn't expect that a sentence would make Zhao Yu react so much, and she vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Zhao Yu put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and smiled gently: "Yu'er doesn't blame Sister Feng." It's just Sister Feng, do you know, I used to have a happy family, there were many gentle and kind family members, they had no quarrel with the world, and lived the life of ordinary people, but one day, they were all killed overnight, and I will never forget that cruel massacre, the raging fire. If I can't take revenge, what face will I have to see my father and mother when I die. Zhao Yu said that in the end, his eyes were red, his hands and feet spasmed, and he obviously hated it to the extreme.

Feng Yange looked at her and sighed lowly, she boasted of being free and easy, but every time she saw this woman with a ruined appearance, she would have a sense of heaviness, depressed, heavy, and overwhelming.

"Yu'er ······" Feng Yange sighed lowly. In fact, she is not a person who has the same disease as her, she also has clansmen, but because of her temporary stubbornness, her clansmen have been frozen for hundreds of years.

Zhao Yu's eyes were a little misty, and he said in a low voice: "When is the time for retribution, Yu'er understands this truth." In fact, no one wants to let hatred dominate their lives, but even if I give up revenge in this life, I will never be able to return to the way I was at the beginning. She looked at her hands with a sad expression, "These hands have been stained with the blood of too many people, and there is no going back······

Feng Yange didn't like her sad look, held her hand, and said, "Everything will be fine, Yu'er, don't you want to know why I handed over the 'Fire Phoenix Talisman' to you?" She paused and said slowly, word by word, "Because you are the one chosen by the Fire Phoenix Fu." ”

She is the person chosen by the "Fire Phoenix Fu"? Zhao Yu's thoughts turned a little slowly. As far as she knows, since ancient times, those who can be associated with the world's treasures and divine weapons have always been talented and powerful, and how can she withstand the favor of the "Fire Phoenix Fu"?

"Why did you choose me?" Zhao Yu muttered.

Feng Yange stood up, paced to the window, looked at Qiu Ying in the courtyard, and asked quietly, "Yu'er, do you believe in fate?" ”

Destiny? She never believed in fate before, but now that she has experienced so many tragic things, she has to believe in fate.

"I believe it."

"That's not it." Feng Yange turned around suddenly, her snow-white clothes drew a graceful arc, and the wind blew her long hair, making her more magnificent, "Since you believe in fate, why don't you accept the arrangement of fate, since the "Fire Phoenix Fu" has chosen you, it naturally makes sense, maybe this is the turning point that fate brings you, so make good use of such an opportunity." ”

Feng Yange's words were sincere, his silver eyes were like stars, bright and clear, and the brilliance of this moment couldn't help but make Zhao Yu's mind shake. The gray colors in my heart gradually faded, and a clear atmosphere filled it.

"Sister Feng, thank you, I have always felt that I am a person who is not treated well, until I met you and Brother Ye, I knew that I was actually a lucky person." Zhao Yu was a little moved, and tears flowed in his eyes.

"Brother Ye, is it Ye Lantian?" Feng Yange asked curiously.

"Hmm." Zhao Yu nodded.

Feng Yange didn't know what to think, and suddenly smiled, like a beam of sunlight that lifted the dark clouds, shining brightly.

"That person is also a warm person."