Chapter 470: Kite Nightmare

Nangong City Lord's explanation is reasonable, but if you want to push it carefully, there must be no problem, Yan Hui pretending to be Feng Liangzheng should take into account Phoenix City's position, Feng Huanlin has been fighting with them recently, he can't dismantle the stage too much, if Yan Hui himself, he has no scruples, Nangong Qi wants to listen to the exorcism song, it is also reasonable.

Yanhui doesn't have a phoenix Wutong, and he won't exorcise the song, let him pretend to be sick, and it is too abrupt, a small guy gave Yanhui cloth vegetables, Yanhui held a wine glass, drank it all, Feng Huanlin's eyes sank, "Liangzheng, the medical officer explained, quit drinking during this time, how can you drink?"

The son thought about things for a while, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't greed for a cup, so he drank two cups. Yan Hui smiled and said.

Then he performed a drunken accident with his legs hurting due to alcohol, not only the medical officer, but the entire Phoenix City was worried and asked him to go back to rest quickly, coupled with the recent deep winter, the weather was cold, and the broken bones continued, and he couldn't stand the wind, if the cold entered the body, he would definitely fall into the root of the disease, and the geese would return to this performance, at least half a month to a month without coming out to socialize.

narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

After Chinese New Year's Eve, naturally facing the various numbers of Feng Huanlin and Mrs. Feng, he listened, left ear in and right ear out, he didn't really have leg pain, he didn't care, Feng Huanlin also relaxed, let him stay in the courtyard to rest more, there will be heavy snow recently, or go out less, so as not to suffer from the cold.

Yan Hui reminded Feng Huanlin, "Father, don't be too close to Nangong father and son. ”

His tone was cautious, and Feng Huanlin also knew it, "Don't worry." ”

In the second half of the night, there was snow in Phoenix, and this year's beginner came a little late, and when the geese returned to practice, they heard a subtle sound in the wind, and when they opened the window, they saw that the window was covered in silver makeup, and the snow was falling, and this first snow fell very hard.

Yan Hui didn't fall asleep, and his cultivation was interrupted, so he simply sat at the window while making tea and enjoying the snow, and asked Feng Wu to bring a pot of winter flowers, boil tea and cut flowers, and entertain himself.

Over there.

Chinese New Year's Eve is colder, only Phoenix Liangzheng and Kite, the dark guards do not have Chinese New Year's Eve, as long as Kite and Phoenix Liangzheng are there, they must guard, can not leave their posts without permission, even if it is such a good festival as Chinese New Year's Eve, there is no holiday, Kite has no special ideas for the New Year, and there is no expectation, even if it is not a festival, this is the first time that Feng Liangzheng really celebrates the New Year with Kite, he is still very fanciful, very early in the courtyard posted a couplet, the couplet is still written by himself, in the morning, he also planned what to do all day, what to eat, although it is cold, but also to have some New Year's atmosphere。

Kite heard people describe the Chinese New Year's Eve in Phoenix, it is very lively, there will be fireworks for half a night at night, she wants to see the fireworks, Xue Haoran's people are still looking for the whereabouts of the kite, this is on the border of Phoenix City, fireworks are not ordinary people can place, in this barren mountain and wild ridge fireworks, that is self-explanatory.

He can't take Kite to Phoenix City to watch fireworks, he can dress up, the weather has been getting cold recently, his legs are in the recovery period, he really can't stand the cold, and he can't walk all night, if he is in a wheelchair, the goal is too obvious, no matter what, he can't satisfy Kite's desire to watch fireworks.

"You make one more wish. Feng Liangzheng secretly thought, this time, he must be satisfied with the kite.

Kite is a little ghost spirit, and there is a smile in her eyes, "Then I make a wish, the master and Kite will be together forever." ”

Feng Liangzheng suffocated in his chest!

When I was young, I always loved to talk about eternity, I didn't experience wind and rain, nor did I experience setbacks, and I wishfully took a momentary promise as forever.

Feng Liangzheng rubbed her hair, and a thousand words were silent.

Kite, one day, when you recover, we will talk about the future.

He knew they had no future.

But I also hope that one day, Kite will recover her health, she will have the memories of Kite and Su Kite, and they will come to talk frankly again.

The ten fingers of the kite do not touch the spring water, they can't cook, and they are all secret guards serving them recently, in order to avoid going in and out, arousing suspicion, they also try to go out of the mountain as little as possible.

Feng Liangzheng has been pampered since he was a child, and he is a gentleman who cooks far away.

The meal on Chinese New Year's Eve is still in charge of the secret guard.

Feng Liangzheng and Kite were in charge of making dumplings, but they were also wrapped into four different things, and the secret guard thought to himself, Gongzi fortunately did not have the idea of living in seclusion with the princess in the mountains and forests, otherwise, they would starve to death!

After the Shangyuan Festival, Feng Liangzheng is about to leave, this is the latest goal he set for himself, he must go, Gentle Township is the hero's mound, the more he is nostalgic, the more distressed, and there is no benefit to them.

Chinese New Year's Eve In the second half of the night, Feng Liangzheng woke up in a first snowfall, and the kite beside her seemed to be in a nightmare, she was like a fish on the verge of death, struggling all over, holding his hand tightly, "Brother...... Don't kill him......"

"Brother...... I know wrong. ”

"Brother...... Don't kill him. ”

Feng Liang Zheng, "......"