She was thrown hard and fell on the soft bed, and the next moment, he pressed up, a kiss from the storm, as if revenge.

She didn't have the slightest psychological preparation, her head was dizzy and she couldn't distinguish between the west and the east, like the meat in the pot being stir-fried by various flips, she couldn't help it, let out a weak moan, Fu Tianji stopped, approached her face, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Do you dare?" ”

Feng Ningshuang's face was flushed, and he was a little unwilling, and he was stunned: "If you dare, you dare, what can you do with me?" ”

"Oh? Really? He raised an eyebrow.

There was a sudden strange thing in the futon, and she was caught off guard, only to find that his other hand was hidden in the futon for some time.

She raised the white flag again in a panic: "No... No. ”

"Shh Fu Tianji gasped, seduced her, and comforted her, "It won't be at this time." ”

The fragrance of purple flowers wafted outside the window, pushing her like waves, she was completely out of sight, and that hand was like magic, leading her to a secluded place she had never been to.

A light breeze blew outside the window, and she arched her graceful swan neck, and a trembling moan dispersed with the wind.

The hand that had disappeared from her sight for a long time finally appeared, brushed away the wet long hair on her neck, and asked her with a light smile: "Do you dare?" ”

Sweat was dripping from her neck, she was so tired that she was panting, and she said in a huff: "Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred, you are no better!" ”

Fu Tianji smiled and said, "Shuang'er, I'm a man." If you keep talking, I can make you lose 1,000 right now. ”

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Feng Ningshuang pulled the quilt and muttered: "Villain, there will always be a time when you regret it!" ”

Fu Tianji stroked her cheeks, her eyes were deep, and she said softly: "Shuang'er, you are mine." Sooner or later, it's all mine, you know? ”

Feng Ningshuang's cheeks were hot, and he staggered his gaze and pushed him, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water." ”

Fu Tianji got out of bed with a smile, poured a glass of water, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, and handed her the water.

Feng Ningshuang sat up, lowered his head and drank, and suddenly said, "Master, I want to ask you, why do you like me?" ”

Fu Tianji paused, flicked her head, and said: "There is no reason to like someone, like is like." ”

Feng Ningshuang lowered his head and continued to drink water.

Whether there is a reason to like someone, she doesn't know, but she thinks that she likes him for a reason. In detail, it is impossible for her not to be moved by his kindness to her; To put it mildly, he is so good and outstanding, and there is no reason not to like it.

But her liking for him seems to be a little inexplicable - does she like her appearance, or does she like her character? I always felt that he was not telling the truth. But she suddenly didn't want to get to the bottom of it, whatever, anyway, I'm me, it's a fireworks of different colors, and it's normal to attract people.

She said with great interest: "Master, the hour is still early, will you teach me the magic today?" ”

What else can Fu Tianji say? She gives her everything she wants, and as long as she is happy, her life can be given to her.

**

So, after half a cup of tea, two people appeared in the hot spring water pavilion again.

This time, Fu Tianji learned to be obedient, and a layer of aura was wrapped around his body, so as not to be feasted on by this girl again.

Feng Ningshuang pulled the sword on his waist and said excitedly: "Master, let's learn swordsmanship today?" ”

Fu Tianji glanced at the sword, and the corners of his eyes twitched—ugly, earthy, and unbearable.

He waved his hand wistfully, "Your sword is too ugly. Forget it, I'll find you a sword another day and teach it again. ”

When Feng Ningshuang heard this, he was overjoyed: "Really? Master, will you give me a new sword? ”

Fu Tianji nodded.

Feng Ningshuang touched his nose, blinked his eyes, and said, "Master, Shuang'er wants that sword." ”

"What sword?" He said in passing.

Feng Ningshuang thought of the lonely few severed swords on the stone platform, and opened his mouth to say: "It's the Frost Yin Sword." ”

Fu Tianji's face changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "How did you know about the Frost Yin Sword?!" ”

Feng Ningshuang was taken aback by him like this, and then remembered that Rong Fengheng had instructed Yin Yin not to use this sword in front of Fu Tianji.

She thought about it for a while and chose to tell the truth: "It's just that one night, I accidentally met Master Wei, and he took me to see this broken sword, and I only found out." ”

When Fu Tianji heard this, he tightened his brows, and his face changed. Feng Ningshuang gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "Master, don't you like this sword?" Then the frost is not needed. ”

She just felt that it was a pity that the sword, which was as sharp as clay, was lying there so alone. Shushan is a famous place for cultivating immortals, and recasting a broken sword is like a clay sculpture master pinching steamed buns, which can be described as easy.

Fu Tianji didn't say a word, his eyes drifted into the distance. From the perspective of Feng Ningshuang, there seemed to be regret and sadness in his eyes, and even a trace of hatred, which turned into a complex and incomprehensible deep pool.

Without saying another word, he turned in silence and walked away slowly.

Feng Ningshuang stared at his back, and the inexplicable guilt rose in his heart again. She touched the tip of her nose, sour.

**

Time is like a thief smearing oil under his feet, slipping away, and in a few days it will be a gathering of immortals.

Wind Frost regained his excitement, his mood was excited and excited, and he was locked up on this island for a long time, and he could finally go out to play. And the ice cube master is with you, wonderful!

In the early morning of this day, the morning light was slightly dewed.

Fu Tianji suddenly knocked on her door, dragged her out of bed, and asked solemnly: "It's going to be the Gathering Immortals Conference in a few days, aren't you excited?" ”

"yes." She yawned. Came early in the morning to ask her this? Isn't this nonsense?

"Then don't go."

Feng Ningshuang staggered, and his sleepiness was all shaken away, and he glared at him angrily - Ya did it on purpose, right? How can you make her unhappy?

"If you don't let me go, I'll... Just ...... "That's it, I didn't expect it for the time being, anyway, she was very angry, and the consequences were serious."

Fu Tianji cupped her cheek, pecked lightly, and said with a smile: "You can't go, but the other one you can go." ”

"What do you mean?" She looked confused.

Fu Tianji pulled her to the bronze mirror, sat down on her shoulder, and took out a crown of hair from his arms.

Wind and frost eyes have always been - what a delicate hair crown!

The crown is carved in sterling silver, hollowed out, and the crown is crowned with a crane with exquisite wings, stepping on a gemstone with a white and crystal color. Simple and extraordinary, elegant and generous.

Feng Ningshuang was amazed, reached out and touched the stone under the crane's feet, wanting to see what kind of gem it was, but as soon as her hand touched it, she was fiercely frozen, she immediately withdrew her hand, and when she looked again, her fingertips were already red from ice.

Fu Tianji smiled, pulled up her head full of green silk, combed her bun, put the crown of hair on her bun, and motioned her to look at the bronze mirror.

Feng Ningshuang looked at it and was stunned.

In the bronze mirror, a handsome and beautiful young man was shocked by her. The original delicate facial features can still be distinguished, and it is still herself, but on the whole, she is already a "male" version of her, and there is even a "Adam's apple" that pops up. In short, it's like she has a brother who is born from the same mother as her.

Fu Tianji pointed his finger at the white and crystal gem and explained: "This is the magic weapon left by Uncle Shi, the Flying Crane Hair Crown. This gem is made of ice stone from the Far North, and it is enchanted. As long as the bundle is on, the gender will be changed. When you remove it, it will be restored to its original state. If you wear this, I can take you to the Gathering Immortals Conference. ”

Feng Ningshuang looked left and right in front of the bronze mirror, and the more she looked, the more she liked it, "It's so good-looking, it's so good-looking, I'm about to fall in love with myself." ”

Fu Tianji laughed, walked behind her, sat down, wrapped her waist, and kissed her: "Shuang'er, you have changed like this, it's really interesting." ”

Feng Ningshuang saw the ears and temples of the two "men" in the bronze mirror, and it was always a little ...... What's that. Turning his head, he saw Fu Tianji staring at himself deeply, how ambiguous and ambiguous his eyes were, and he didn't change at all because she became a young man, so he pouted and said, "Master, your taste is very special!" Why did you make me like this? ”

Because you are so beautiful and outstanding, I don't feel at ease as a teacher. Fu Tianji thought so, but joked: "Because as a teacher, I prefer to watch you who are young men!" ”

Feng Ningshuang smacked these words, while looking at the two "sons" clinging to him in the mirror, he suddenly became stubborn, took off the hair crown, and hurriedly put it on Fu Tianji. "Master, Master, you can also show me one."

Fu Tianji's face sank, and he flashed quickly, "What are you kidding?" ”

He Fu Tianji is a dignified seven-foot man, how can he be a woman?

Feng Ningshuang's mouth pursed, and he lowered his head as if he was about to cry. Fu Tianji was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stepped forward, hugged her into his arms, and explained: "How can I be a teacher-"

Before the words fell, Feng Ningshuang suddenly hooked his neck, and his cherry lips came up, with all kinds of amorous feelings, his eyes flowing, and he looked at him tenderly.

His heart fluttered, and he unconsciously leaned down, pressed her lips, kissed and reveled in love......

After a while, I feel like something is wrong? When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Ningshuang kissing him, his eyes were full of cunning, and his face couldn't hide a wicked smile, and his stomach secretly screamed that it was not good—one looked up and looked at the bronze mirror.

Sure enough, the flying crane bundled his hair crown, and at some point it was placed on his head, the handsome and handsome Fu Tianji was gone, and in the bronze mirror, it was a beautiful woman.

He was so annoyed that he took off the crown of his hair, threw it on the ground, and squeaked her with his upper hand: "Stinky girl, dare to use beauty tricks on me?" It's disrespectful! ”

Feng Ningshuang laughed so hard that she couldn't sit steadily, fell to the ground and bowed into a shrimp, giggling: "It's so itchy, don't, hahaha, I don't dare......"

Suddenly, he pressed up, clamped her restless hands, and the fierce kiss poured on her like a storm.

A ray of warm sunlight crept along the window edge and slipped into the room, inciting even stronger affection.

**

Early in the morning on the day of departure, Feng Ningshuang pulled up his hair, changed into men's clothes, put on the hair crown, and went to the bronze mirror to stop, hey, what a handsome young man.

While admiring, there was a knock on the door, and when he opened the door, Fu Tianji was standing at the door, dressed in a dark martial robe, with a graceful posture.

"For you." As he spoke, he took out a long box from behind him, "Open it and take a look." ”

Feng Ningshuang was stunned for a moment, and then took it, only to feel heavy and heavy, she felt something, solemnly opened the box, and suddenly, an ancient heavy and thick breath came to her face.

Inside lay a sword quietly.

The sword handle double dragon looms in the clouds, intersecting with play, tentacles on it, but there is not much sense of concave and convex, I think it is the previous owner has held it for many years, and it has been smoothed. The blade was still as sharp as it had been seen that night, as sharp as ice, clearly reflecting his and hers' faces.

Feng Ningshuang looked at it for a while, and then he solemnly lifted the sword, and the jade fingers stroked down from the sword body, and danced twice, and there was a clear sound in the wind, like frost and snow singing.

She stroked the sword, only to feel like a dream, turned her head to look at Fu Tianji, and saw that his eyes also fell on the sword, the sword light was like water, reflecting his pupils clearly.

She didn't need to ask, she could be sure who the previous owner of this Frost Sword was.