The wind and snow kept falling, and Yuan Yang drove the Yunsheng Sword and carefully flew to the edge of Ziyi Cliff, and there was no road in front of him except for the Wanzhang Cliff. Yuan Yang whispered: "There is no way in front of you." ”

But he heard Feng Lonely say lightly: "Keep flying forward." ”

Yuan Yang was stunned and exclaimed: "There is a cliff in front, how can you fly?" If you want to fly, you will probably fall? ”

"Haven't you fallen to the ground yet? Whether the cliff ahead is not a cliff does not seem to have much effect. Feng Lonely said lukewarmly.

"Nope! No! No! I'm a little ...... I'm a little scared. Yuan Yang gritted his teeth, and his body trembled a little, "If I fall, I guess I will be shattered." ”

Feng was silent for a moment, and said, "Are you so afraid of death?" You broke into the city of Winged Lookout that day, and I have never seen you so afraid of death. ”

Yuan Yang coughed dryly, and said with some embarrassment: "That is different from this, if you give me back the secret now, it is estimated that I will fly to the cliff in front of me as soon as I am happy." ”

"You're going to be tricky, but I really can't pay you back now." Fortunately, Feng Silent did not waver, and listened to him again: "If you want to learn the art of swordsmanship, fly forward." ”

Yuan Yang kept her mind, she knew that no matter how much she talked to Feng Lin about the secret note, he would not return the secret note, and right now, learning the art of the sword is the big thing.

"If Yun Shengjian is disobedient, you have to help me." Yuan Yang said cautiously.

The Feng Silence behind him didn't make a sound for a long time, and Yuan Yang was anxious, and said, "You won't take this opportunity to kill me, right?" ”

Yuan Yang felt the cold wind behind him, and Feng Lonely said coldly: "I want to kill you, will I wait until now?" ”

"It's hard to say, I heard the bewitching woman in red-clothed in your Winged City say that you kill people, and you like to torture people to death slowly."

Feng Jing was stunned when he heard this, what he didn't expect was that Yuan Yang would remember this.

After a long time, Feng Lonely said lightly: "I won't kill you, you can fly forward with confidence." ”

Yuan Yang was suspicious, and then he took off his sword and flew to the edge of Ziyi Cliff.

The cold wind did not stop, the snowflakes flew, hitting the shoulders of the two, and the Yunsheng sword "swished", like a loose war horse, flying towards the cliff quickly.

"Ahh Yuan Yang shouted, Yun Sheng Sword still flew out of the cliff, at this moment, she and Yun Sheng Sword at the feet of Feng Silence were already thousands of feet away from the bottom of the cliff.

"I ...... I'm dazzled, I'm dazzled by my feet. Yuan Yang said in a panic, her body was a little trembling, she was a little unstable at this time, looking at the bottom of the cliff under the sword with no end in sight, Yuan Yang was already dazzled.

The body couldn't help but lean towards the man behind him, and at this moment, Yuan Yang was like a frightened lamb, leaning on Feng Lone's arms in fear.

"A dignified Yunji Sect disciple, is he so daring?" Feng Lonely learned the tone of the Yang and taunted the Yang Yang.

After hearing this, Yuan Yang couldn't help but snort lightly and said, "Do you dare to say that you were not afraid of the first time you personally resisted the sword?" ”

"Afraid?" Feng Lonely raised his eyebrows, and his tone became very stiff again: "I'm Feng Lone, how can I ever be afraid of anything?" ”

Yuan Yang was angry, and now he found that Yun Sheng's sword was floating in the air again, not advancing or retreating, thinking that Feng Jing must be helping to manipulate, otherwise the two of them would have fallen to the bottom of the cliff.

There was a strong heartbeat in his ears, the heartbeat was extremely steady, and Yuan Yang realized that his head was tightly pressed against Feng Li's chest, and suddenly, Yuan Yang seemed to be pricked by a needle, his face was as red as a persimmon, and he quickly stood up straight, kept clearing his throat and coughing, hiding his embarrassment and shyness.

Fortunately, Feng Lonely behind him didn't think so, he didn't pay attention to these awkward things, and said lightly: "Keep flying." ”

Yuan Yang's heart was pounding, and the warm feeling brought by Feng Lone's chest was still lingering in Yuan Yang's mind, why did she feel that Feng Lonely was several times warmer than the cotton robe and cloak on her body?

Yuan Yang let out a confused sigh, continued to control the Yunsheng sword, and flew forward. At this time, Yuan Yang actually felt that it was much easier to control the flying sword than Shi Cai, and the Feng Silence behind her was as light as a feather, and the hair blew through Yuan Yang's ears with the wind, making her blush and heartbeat again, in a trance, she forgot to concentrate on controlling the flying sword, only felt that the sword body was slightly tilted for half a minute, but fortunately, the Feng Silence behind her immediately controlled and maintained her balance.

"Take you over the hill ahead."

I don't know how long it took, there was a voice behind Feng Lone, Yuan Yang was stunned, turned his head to look, and found that she and Feng Lone had already left Zi Yi Cliff far away, but the mountains in front of her were thousands of miles away, stretching endlessly.

This time, it seems that Feng Lonely is manipulating the Yunsheng Sword, the blue light flashed, the flying sword was like a flowing cloud, the two stepped on the Yunsheng Sword, gliding in the air, crossing the mountains, stepping through the clouds and mist, and the cold wind that was whistling in the ears of Yang Yang was not as piercing as that.

Endless night, endless wind and snow, endless sword light, I don't know when the dawn will come, if the dawn will never come, will it be better?

In just a moment, after the Yunsheng Sword went back and forth to the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in front of him, it flew towards Ziyi Cliff.

Yuan Yang looked at the scenery in the air in a daze, and whispered: "After all, I still have to go back to Ziyiya." I don't know if her voice was too quiet, or if the wind was too loud, and Feng Shi didn't hear it, or if he did, he didn't know how to answer.

Flying back to the edge of Ziyi Cliff, Feng Silent flew to the branch of another tree, and didn't say anything as usual, just stared at the night on the horizon.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Yang asked curiously.

Feng was silent, and when Yuan Yang saw that he didn't speak, he lowered his head, only to find that he was still stepping on the Yunsheng sword, "Huh? Yuan Yang sighed, he couldn't believe that he could stand on his own, and he was surprised and delighted at the moment.

Feng Silent slowly turned his head, the night was dim, and he was wearing a mask on the left half of his face, Yuan Yang really couldn't see what his expression was at this time, so he still said tepidly: "If you master the art of the sword, your control over your own Yuan Force will naturally improve a lot." ”

Yuan Yang grinned and said, "Thank you, Birdman......"

Feng was stunned for a moment, I don't know if he was because of the thank you, or because of the word "birdman".

After a while, he turned his head again and looked at the hazy whiteness of the fish belly on the horizon, and the sky was still almost bright.

Yuan Yang stepped on the Yunsheng sword, she manipulated the flying sword to fly in front of the lonely tree, completely carried away, at this time, she was completely surrounded by joy, and did not realize that morning was coming.

The silence on the tree occasionally pays attention to Yuanyang, but Yuanyang can't feel it. Dawn has arrived, and the morning is naturally not far away.

Looking at the sky, Feng Lonely didn't have any expression, he was still in that leisurely posture, holding his arms, very leisurely.

Are you leaving? Coming soon? It's time to go, right?

The sky gradually brightened, and with the faint light, the surroundings of Zi Yiya were snow-white, and the white clothes were lonely, as if they were about to merge with the boundless white.

"I'm leaving."

Every time Feng Lonely left, he wouldn't say these three words, but today, he said it.

Yuan Yang's body couldn't help but shake slightly, her shoulders trembled a little, she stopped the sword, but stepped on the Yunsheng sword, looking at the lonely back on the tree, for a while, inexplicable melancholy came to her heart, she wanted to reach out and pull the corner of his clothes.

Is it retaining? Why do you think so? Obviously, the person in front of him is not in harmony with himself, and the person in front of him has taken his secret and has not returned it for a long time. But why, she is a little reluctant?

Is it that Ziyiya has been lonely for a long time in this Ziyiya? Or is it because he has come to see him several times? Is it to see or to visit? Or is it something else?

However, he has always taught her the art of the sword, and the previous hostile thoughts have long been erased in Yuan Yang's heart, and now, the man in front of her is like a new friend to her.

Can you be friends? Yes, maybe, no.

Yuan Yang sighed softly, looked at Feng Shi's back in a daze, and said softly: "Will you still come?" ”

Feng Shi was also stunned, and was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Maybe not." After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he scattered with the wind.

Zi Yiya became cold again, the cold wind kept blowing, and it was not Yuan Yang's body that was cold, but her lonely heart.