A gold-encrusted invitation, depicting dragons and phoenixes, rests quietly on a red rosewood desk.

On the front of the invitation, a column of vigorous, dignified and beautiful square letters: Feng Burning Song personally opened.

In the early morning, the drunken morning light sprinkled on the invitations, exuding a faint golden luster.

"Cher, who sent this invitation?" Feng Yange asked, holding the invitation card with some weight.

Xue'er walked into the house and replied, "Back to the palace master, it was sent by Brother Yunzhou in the early morning." ”

Feng Yange thought for a moment and waved his hand: "I know, you go down." ”

"Yes." Cher bowed and stepped back.

Feng Yange opened the invitation card and wrote:

The imperial capital resort, the beautiful scenery of the sun and the moon, ten miles of autumn colors. The water is yin and the mountains are moist, the clear waves are painted, the moon rises in the middle of the lake, and the waves are a little bright. Yuquan spring wine, the elegance of the past; Reflecting the moon and high-rise buildings, the joy of the old days. Things are not people, and there is nothing to spare; The beauty has gone, leaving a thought of lovesickness. Today's reunion is really a blessing for three lives, I prepare a thin wine, and wait for Qing to come to the jade.

There was no signature on the invitation, but there was a faint aroma, like the smell of hell flowers, the fragrance became weaker and weaker, and when it disappeared, all the words turned into a beam of black light and slowly converged into a dragon-shaped mark on the invitation.

Feng Yange closed the invitation, his eyes were far away, he didn't know what he thought, and there was an indescribable look on his delicate face.

"Cher." Feng Yange called softly.

"Palace Master."

"Long thoughts are up?"

"Back to the palace master, Yue Gongzi has already gone out if he has something."

Feng Yange tapped his index finger on the table, and his eyes turned slightly: "I know, the affairs in the village will be handed over to you to take care of, and I have something to go out." ”

"Yes."

Xiaoyingzhou, Yingyue Tower, the building is five stories high, the clouds are far away and the wind is urgent, and the scenery is unlimited.

The lonely man in black stood against the railing, his deep gaze seemed to have taken in all the scenery, and the wind and clouds surged in his eyes.

The black coat was raised, and the golden dragon was alive and lifelike. The faint momentum of the king invaded little by little in the wind.

He is Di Yao. He was waiting for someone, waiting for a beautiful and beautiful woman.

The aroma of Yuquan spring wine is still as fresh as ever. Fifty years ago, he drank with her.

Fifty years is just a short moment in the long river of years for him, but he has a stumbling block, and he lives like years.

"Boom." The phoenix soared in the air, the phoenix chirped, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the Moon Tower.

The woman in white clothes like snow fell from the back of the fire phoenix, light as a fluttering flot, fluttering like a frightening flood, and broke in with the clear rhyme of the lake.

"Burning songs." Di Yao softened his face and greeted him.

His bond stemmed from this woman, the master of Yaochi Palace, Feng Yaoge.

Feng Yange smiled, looked forward to Shenfei, and said with a smile: "Di Yao, I didn't expect you to chase people so fast?" ”

Di Yao personally opened the pearl door curtain, and his voice was gentle: "It's cold outside, let's go in." ”

There is snow-colored wine inside the curtain.

As soon as Feng Yange entered, he nested himself in the chair paved by the fox fur and sighed comfortably.

Di Yao poured the wine himself and sent it to her.

Feng Yange squinted at the green jade wine glass, and did not raise his glass.

"What's wrong?" Di Yao raised his eyes and asked.

"Di Yao, you got Zhang Wen's crepe invitation, and called me here to invite me to drink?" Feng Yange asked, his eyes were fascinating.

Di Yao hooked his lips and smiled: "What's wrong?" ”

"Of course it's not right, it's very bad." Feng Yange slapped the table and said loudly, "Now you are here to grab the 'Fire Phoenix Talisman', but you are asking your opponent to drink, what is the reason?" ”

"Who said I came to rob the "Fire Phoenix Talisman"? Di Yao took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"Really, not?" Feng Yange leaned forward, and the fox asked.

"Of course not."

"And how do you explain what you did in Heijo?"

"It's very simple, I'm just curious why the "Fire Phoenix Fu" chose her? ”

"Do you understand now?"

Di Yao put down his wine glass and nodded, "Understood." ”

Feng Yange returned to his seat and asked casually, "Then what do you mean by chasing after you?" ”

Di Yao's face suddenly became serious, and he said with a straight face: "Burning Song, don't forget that I am also from the Qibo clan, and I will also care about the seal." ”

"Really?" Feng Yange sneered, "A hundred years ago, if it weren't for you and Changsi who killed someone by mistake, how could our clan be sealed for another hundred years?" ”

Thinking of the past, Di Yao's face was full of melancholy.

"Burning Song, you're right, I've been honest all my life, but I'm ashamed of my clan and you."

Feng Yange sighed faintly: "It's right that you are ashamed of your clansmen, and I, you are not ashamed of anything." ”

Di Yao was stunned, and his heart was infinitely bitter: "Burning Song, if it wasn't for me back then, Changsi wouldn't have misunderstood, you and him ······"

"That's how I and he deserve." Feng Yange lightly intercepted his words. He didn't believe her, so all this was bound to happen, the "Heavenly Destiny Knot" was broken, the souls were exchanged, the fate was unbalanced, the heavenly calamity was born, and it was sealed, and it was destined to be so. It's just that she didn't expect the time to be extended for so long, a full five hundred years.

Di Yao was silent for a while. He grew up with her, and he can be described as a childhood sweetheart, and the two have no guesses. He loved her, with the most elegant gesture of his life, the oldest years. But the ancestor was last pretended, but the Heavenly Destiny Blood Curse told him that he couldn't love her.

What is the blood curse of the mandate of heaven, the last training of the ancestors, if he wants to, he will turn his hands into clouds and rain in an instant, and change his life against the sky. But the woman he loved did not love him. When he knew that the woman he loved loved someone else, he couldn't suppress the anger at that moment, and in the end it was not only himself who burned, but also the woman he loved and the beloved clansmen.

Feng Yange didn't speak, and the wine in the cup was not in the mood to taste. My heart is also gloomy. So she didn't want to see Di Yao, and when she saw him, she would remember the sad things she had done.

Everyone says that Feng Yange is a free and bold person, but who knows the pain in her heart. She's just a little more open-minded and detached than ordinary people. The world is impermanent, always clinging to the past, and what fun is there, it is better to be distant, and to stay clear.

"Burning Song ······" He looked at the trace of sorrow that could not be hidden between her eyebrows, and spoke softly, but he stopped talking.

Burn Song, don't be so sad, one day I will help you get the happiness you want.

He couldn't say that. The woman he loves, pure and elegant, arrogant, has a legacy of independence and a high-spirited atmosphere between heaven and earth, and he has always had only respect and love for her.

"Burning Song, do you still remember half a year ago, you and I drank under the moon, treading waves on the sea, so unhappy, but unfortunately the Sun Moon Lake is not as wide as the South China Sea, and we can't face the wind and waves, so we can only enjoy the elegant scenery of this corner of the place." He changed the subject.

"Drink under the moon, tread the waves at sea." Before Feng Yange could answer, an elegant male voice full of anger spoke, and at the same time, the pearl curtain broke, and the autumn wind all over the lake swept in, raising the clothes and black hair of the two.

A dark red figure stepped into the room with a murderous aura, and a silver thread struck Di Yao like lightning.

Such a strong anger and domineering behavior can only be thought of by Yue Changsi.

Di Yao sneered, his body turned into a beam of black light, dodged the silver thread, and instead attacked Yue Changsi's back.

Yue Changsi's eyes froze, and he also turned into a red light, fighting with Di Yao.

The powerful pressure and murderous aura instantly filled the entire room, and the tables and chairs couldn't stand it, and they shattered with a click.

Seeing that the good Yingyue Tower was about to be destroyed, Feng Yan Geyu slapped the table and shouted, "Stop." ”

The two rays of light parted and fell to the ground, revealing two handsome and incomparable men, each standing on one side with an unkind expression.

At the same time, the table in front of Feng Yange cracked.

In such a scene, Rao is Feng Yingge couldn't help but be angry, and raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Is there any day when the two of you meet without fighting and killing." ”

Di Yao stood with his chest crossed, and glanced at Yue Changsi with disdain.

Yue Changsi's eyes were as sharp as knives, and he glared at Di Yao fiercely, and he couldn't wait to eat him before he was willing.

Feng Yaoge raised his forehead and sighed: "Di Yao, let's stop here today, and we'll meet again another day." ”

Di Yao's heart trembled, and his dark eyes were fixed on her for a long time before he nodded.

"Let's go." Feng Yange walked up to Yue Changsi and said softly.

Yue Changsi glared at Di Yao viciously, and then quickly followed Feng Yaoge out.

Standing against the railing, you can see the smoke and waves on the lake.

"Although the Sun Moon Lake is small, it still allows for a visit. Changsi, would you like to enjoy this autumn scenery with me? Feng Yange's eyes were far away, and his white clothes were flying, like a fairy who had gone away.

The anger on Yue Changsi's face turned into surprise, and his golden eyes looked fixedly at the woman in front of him who looked like jade, did not spit out, and was as angry as a lan, and was stunned for a while.

"Burning Song, aren't you afraid of shocking the world?"

"What's the matter, I just ask you if you want to or not?" The plainly dressed woman has a beautiful silhouette and a slight smile.

"Of course I do."

The hands of the two are interlocked with ten fingers, and the eyebrows and eyes are deeply affectionate that cannot be hidden, softening the mountains and rivers in the lake. Jumping up, the sharply falling body meets the surface of the lake, and the foot is light, like a butterfly, stepping on the clear water and clear waves of the lake.

The mountains and rivers are warm, and the two figures, one red and one white, are flying in the vast smoke waves, fluttering like a frightening flood and pretentious like a swimming dragon. Looking from afar, the two of them were dressed in flying clothes, fluttering like the snow of the wind, and suddenly, they were discovered by people with a heart, and they were shocked by the heavens, thinking that the gods had descended into the world.

"Burning songs, in the past few hundred years, this is my happiest moment." Yue Changsi stretched out his long arms, his sleeves flew up, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Feng Yange turned around and danced, and the jade arm was lightly raised, like a hibiscus out of the water, it bloomed quietly.

"Changsi, then you should remember, this is our moment." The sound of falling jade beads echoed in the smoke of Sun Moon Lake.

"I'm so happy." The heroic voice penetrated the obstacles of the mountains and rivers of Sun Moon Lake and reverberated between heaven and earth. Yue Chang thought proudly, stomped under his feet, the lake rippled, and instantly condensed into countless water lotuses, floating around the phoenix burning song.

Feng Yange laughed. Suddenly, he lowered his head, stretched his sleeves lightly, raised his head, bent his waist, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were like silk.

Yue Changsi was stupid.

"At this moment, this situation is enough in this life." Yue Changsi took her hand, his eyes were obsessed, affectionate and unrepentant.

Feng Yange lowered his head and smiled lightly, snuggling with him affectionately.

Upstairs in Yingyue, a man dressed in black like ink watched this scene intently, motionless. I don't know how long it took, his face was disillusioned, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Burning songs, burning songs, it turns out that you really chose him from beginning to end.

I love you too, why do you turn a blind eye? The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying flocculent, and the air is like a gossamer.

Feng Yaoge, I'm like this for you, why am I still so sweet?

I must be ······ Lose your marbles.

On that day, the sun and the moon were in the immortal, spreading throughout the entire Cheonan City.