Feng Lonely was stunned for a moment, only to see Yuan Yang fall into his arms tiredly, and inadvertently, Feng Lonely frowned, and even he didn't notice it.

"Thanks, I'll be fine with a rest." Yuan Yang said softly, raised her head, and looked at the silence close at hand, she was in a trance, and she felt as if she was dreaming.

That day he left in a hurry on the ancient battlefield, thinking that he didn't know when he would see each other again in the future, but when he was in a deep crisis today, he suddenly appeared and saved her.

Yuan Yang stared at Feng Lonely, and after a long time, he said inexplicably: "Why did you put the mask on again?" Yuan Yang thought of something and said something, and after saying this, his face couldn't help but blush, and he felt that this was a little inappropriate.

Beacon raised her eyes and looked at the night sky with starry stars. After a while, he replied tepidly: "I have worn this mask for more than ten years. ”

Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows and moved in Feng Lone's arms, which made a trace of embarrassment pass over Feng Lone's face, and Yuan Yang looked at Feng Lin faintly and said, "Anyway, I took it off before, why do I put it on again?" And you're not bad-looking...... Well, why do you keep it secret? ”

What does it mean to not look bad? Feng Lone's face was slightly stunned, and after a moment, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "As for the reason, you don't need to know." ”

Seeing Feng Lone's somewhat casual expression, Yuan Yang frowned and snorted lightly, recalling that glimpse of the ancient battlefield, Feng Lone's handsome and unparalleled appearance had already been deeply imprinted into Yuan Yang's heart, in addition to his peerless appearance, what could make Yuan Yang remember more was that he sacrificed his life to save him at that time.

Yuan Yang diverted the topic and asked Youyou, "You haven't said why you're here." ”

"You seem to be curious about everything." Feng Jing replied slowly, and his hand was also gently wrapped around Yuanyang, the movements of the two were very intimate, but neither of them seemed to react at this time.

Yuan Yang squinted and smiled, "If you don't say it, I will think that you came over to save me." With that, she smiled cheekily again.

Feng Lone's expression was indifferent, "If you have to think like this, I don't mind." ”

A bright moon, the sky is bright, the night wind blows, I don't know when, the silver moon is shrouded in a faint cloud, hazy shining on the body of He Fenglone.

Feng Lonely had come here to collect corpses on the orders of his master, but he never expected to meet Yuan Yang here.

In the middle of the night, the cool breeze was blowing, the fallen leaves rustled, Yuan Yang's body was a little cold, and her shoulders trembled involuntarily.

Feng Lonely lowered his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Yang for a long time, but he didn't know what he was thinking about at the moment, and he couldn't bear to take his eyes off her, and after a while, he took off his white coat and draped it on Yuan Yang's body.

The appearance of the young man in his arms was very quiet, his eyelashes, which were as thin as silkworm wings, trembled slightly from time to time, and he couldn't help but breathe, raised his eyes, and leaned his head against the big tree behind him to look at the night sky.

The resolute side face softened a little under the night sky, and he didn't know when he could hold a woman so safely. Thinking of his former self, he couldn't allow a woman to get close to him. And then now it was not the past, and he was a little obsessed with this feeling, indescribable, inexplicable, a little bitter but a little throbbing.

Feng Lonely is not a person who seeks troubles on his own, he is too lazy to delve into such an incomprehensible problem, and seeing that the dawn is about to fall, he simply closes his eyes and closes his eyes to recuperate.

At this moment, it seems that there is no distinction between good and evil, there is no grudge entanglement, but more like two confidants who cling to each other, the leaves are light with the wind, and the night breeze has become a lot quieter and quieter, Feng Lonely doesn't know when he fell asleep, he seems to have never slept so peacefully over the years.

The man in his arms would sometimes reach out and grab the hem of his chest, but in an instant he would fall asleep peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, I didn't know when I left, and when I woke up, the soft sunlight shone down through the intertwined gaps of the branches, and the forest was bright.

Feng Xiao lowered his eyebrows, only to see his coat covering his body, Mei Yu unconsciously showed a little surprise, picked up the coat, and a leaf inadvertently slipped out. Feng Lin reached out and picked it up, and clearly saw a few handsome fonts written on it: "Go back, thank you, you look much better without a mask." ”

After reading Yuan Yang's message, Feng Lonely couldn't help but be stunned, and after a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, and the ghost took off his mask by mistake.

The breeze floats, the hair is messy in the wind, the sun shines on his face, and the green silk slides across his cheeks, but it can't hide his handsome face that transcends the beauty of the world, with sharp edges and corners, so cold and handsome that he doesn't know the fireworks in the world.

Feng Mu stared, staring at the silver-white mask in his hand, he seemed to ask, "Is it better to take off the mask?" ”

A flock of geese flew in the sky, and the Zigui in the forest chirped, and everything seemed very comfortable.

When the sun sets and dusk, the sunset on the horizon is endless, like the girl's blushing cheeks, and her posture is charming. The evening breeze is warm, and the lake is as calm as a water mirror, reflecting the beautiful scenery of the sky, and it is long impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth.

A blue sword was smooth, and the person on the sword was so wide that Yunji's clothes were agitated in the wind, his clothes were rolling, and he stood with his hands in his hands. Unconsciously, she whispered to herself, "Where did Hei go?" I can't find it. ”

Yuan Yang turned back early in the morning to go to Xuewan Village to look for Ah Hei, except for seeing the graves in Xuewan Village everywhere, a mess, he could no longer find the shadow of a black cat.

Yuan Yang had no choice but to go back,

Embarked on the journey to the Yunji faction.

Yuan Yang can only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Ah Hei is okay. However, a cat that has been unsealed from the Nine Glass Xuanhuo Beads, and can also speak human words, if you think about it, you can know that it is by no means ordinary, so it is impossible for it to be easy to encounter danger.

Yuan Yang thought so in his heart, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At dusk, another group of geese flew through the sky, and the cry kept echoing in her ears, thinking of what happened along the way, she couldn't help but feel emotional.

If it weren't for the crazy corpse back then, Feng Lonely would not have taken away the secret of Yuan Yang by mistake.

If it weren't for the two secret notes that she regarded as family heirlooms, Yuan Yang might not have worshiped the Yunji Sect to practice spells.

The past comes to mind one by one, how small she was at that time, but her courage and courage are so great.

Several times, with great effort, as long as Feng Lonely appeared in front of her, she would desperately try to regain her secret. However, his strength was so poor that he was almost seriously injured every time.

It's just that I don't know when it started, and there is no killing intent in Feng Li's eyes.

Maybe it was when Yu Zelin accidentally saw her taking a bath;

Maybe it was from the moment Yuan Yang infiltrated the city of Winged Lookout, and he hid her in the Kamikaze Pavilion.

Feng Lonely, the cold-faced man, his eyes on Yuan Yang went from initial resistance and disgust, to disdain, and then to the back unconsciously interested, and even in the ancient battlefield, he rescued her.

Some things may change quietly without everyone noticing.

The night breeze swept through the ears, thousands of tenderness, at this moment the night fell, the sky was full of stars, and the moonlight covered everything with a thin veil like a light veil. The blue light of the Yunsheng Sword pierced the sky, flickering incessantly, and in the dead of night, Yuan Yang finally rushed back to the Aoki Garden of the Yunji Sect.

Thinking that the master and several senior brothers were completely asleep, Aoki Garden at this time seemed extraordinarily quiet, and only a slight sound of wind and grass could be heard occasionally.

Slowly descending from the Yunsheng Sword, Yuan Yang carried the Yunsheng Sword on his back, dragged his somewhat tired body, and tiptoed towards his Moon Sleeve Garden.

When I woke up tomorrow, I don't know what the situation would be, maybe I should go to Jingmingtang for morning class as usual, Yuan Yang stopped, looked around in the deep courtyard, looking at the soft flowers and plants under the moonlight, rockeries and rocks, she was suddenly a little stunned. Ah Hei didn't know where he had gone now, and he didn't know if he would come back, all kinds of worries lingered in his heart, he sighed slightly, turned around, and the shadow gradually disappeared into the night.