The moon hid in the clouds, and the cold wind intensified.

Wei Yanyu only stretched out his hand to probe, and the enchantment rippled with water, breaking a gap, and as he stepped into hers, the enchantment returned to its original state.

Feng Ningshuang hugged his arms and shivered: "It's so cold, what kind of place is this......"

Wei Yanyu waved his hand, and the candlesticks around him lit up, illuminating the warmth of the room.

The wind and frost suddenly fell into an ice cave.

Because there is nothing else in this strange room, it is all painting......

Long rolls, short forms, sketches...... All the paintings revolve around a theme, or rather, a woman.

The women were all dressed in the same attire: plain and white, barefoot, sitting on a branch and smiling, smiling among the petals of a flower, or playing at the water's edge...... This woman really likes to laugh. Moreover, her facial features are as good as hers...... Almost the same!

Every stroke was so graceful, and every stroke was so earnest that the woman seemed so vivid that she could even hear her crisp and melodious laughter.

Feng Ningshuang slowly looked over, and his eyes were burning more and more painfully.

She suddenly understood what the lingering regret in Fu Tianji's eyes was—he was not looking at her, but the other her.

No wonder, on the day Fu Tianji taught her to learn calligraphy, she would have such an expression;

No wonder, on the night of the Moon Chasing Festival, he had such a big reaction with the sentence "The sky is full of wind and rain and goes down to the West Building", I'm afraid it is the poem that the woman likes in the painting, right?

No wonder, the first time she went to the hot spring water pavilion, when he went crazy, he would hold her and say to her: Why do you want to go? Why did you leave me?

No wonder, he prevented her from passing the outer door assessment, but he had hopes for her, such a contradiction, if he left, it turned out that he looked like her?

No wonder......

Like someone for a reason.

It's just that for him, liking himself, turned out to be this reason.

Feng Ningshuang suddenly smiled and pointed to the woman in the painting: "This woman is very good-looking, better looking than me." ”

Wei Yanyu's heart was sour, and he stepped forward: "Ning Shuang, this is just his past." If you're upset......"

"Who says I'm sad?" Feng Ningshuang smiled, "It's him who is sad, right?" Seeing my face every day, I am conflicted and regretful, right? ”

Wei Yanyu lowered his head.

She looked at the paintings again, and her lips spat out two words: "Very good." ”

Wei Yanyu stood behind her, and finally couldn't help it, climbed on the thin shoulder with one hand, and whispered, "Ningshuang, if you're sad, I'm here." You just asked me who the woman I like, but it's actually ......."

"It's not too early," Wind Frost turned and cut off his words, "I need to go back and rest." Tomorrow I get married, I have to go to bed early and be a happy bride. ”

Wei Yanyu was slightly stunned, she had already walked out, her steps were resolute and decisive, and she did not hesitate.

**

The sun rises and the lamb is like a wet.

Fu Tianji was bathed in the morning light, his posture was handsome, and his eyebrows were full of eagerness. He couldn't help it, and he couldn't wait to finish all these tedious rituals and embrace her in his arms as soon as possible. The future of those who raised eyebrows with her and grew old together unfolded a long picture in front of his eyes.

At this time, a little fairy waiter suddenly ran in in a panic, and as soon as he entered the door, he looked at the guests left and right, and at a loss, he whispered to Fu Tianji: "The wind girl is gone——"

"Say what, be louder!" Fu Tianji shouted.

The little fairy knelt on the ground, trembling all over: "I, I mean, I can't find a bride." ”

Fu Tianji raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that he was about to explode, Youxue on the side hurriedly came up and said to the kneeling immortal attendant: "Don't panic first, have you looked for it?" This island is very large, and I can't tell where she rested last night, forgetting the hour. ”

"No, it won't." The little fairy waiter whispered, "Last night she was wearing a wedding dress and said to go out for a walk, I thought she would come back soon, but today... This morning, I found the wedding dress folded by her and placed on the bed......"

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Tianji shouted: "What did you say?!" ”

The fairy waiter trembled even more, Rong Fengheng stepped forward to pull the little fairy waiter up and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't panic, say it well." ”

The little fairy attendant swallowed his saliva and plucked up his courage: "The items she usually uses, as well as the clothes she often wears, are gone, and the whole room is empty...... Empty ......"

Fu Tianji flew and ran out, the corners of his clothes brushed, and a gust of wind rolled up, and all the guests looked at each other. Rong Fengheng and Youxue glanced at each other and followed closely behind.

Fu Tianji kicked the door open.

The room was empty.

The combs, makeup, and flowers she used to make up are gone; Only a wedding dress on the bed was folded neatly, and a heavy and ornate crown of beads was pressed on it.

What made his heart sink even more was the sword next to the wedding dress. The Frost Groaning Sword that he regarded as his life, and she never left him.

In this way, she told him that she had left him. With this sword, with him, she didn't want it.

Fu Tianji was furious, the spiritual power around his body burst out, and the entire roof was lifted, he suddenly turned around, and was the first to look at Rong Fengheng.

Rong Fengheng was stunned, and immediately raised his hands: "It's not me ......" Before the words fell, Fu Tianji rushed out like a gust of wind.

See outside the mountain hall.

Rong Fengheng and Youxue stood still, neither of them making up their minds whether to go in or not.

Huge spiritual power fluctuations poured out from inside, and the entire Jianshan Hall was trembling, and the Ziling Flowers around them were destroyed in a mess, and even the two people outside had to carry a layer of spiritual energy cover to avoid being injured.

Just as they hesitated, Fu Tianji's imperial sword rushed out and disappeared from their field of vision.

Rong Fengheng was stunned: "Uncle Shi is chasing the little junior sister?" ”

"That's not right." Yuxue looked in the direction he was going, "...... Not good! He's gone to find our master. ”

"Huh?" Rong Fengheng jumped to his feet, "Does this matter have anything to do with our master?" ”

"No matter, let's go check it out first. I can't ...... At least not for now! Yuxue hurriedly rose with her sword.

**

"Wei Yanyu, get out!"

Fu Tianji stood in front of Wei Yanyu's pavilion, his sleeves waved, and there was frost and snow.

The bells of the eaves and the squabby of the horns were shattered into powder, and the whole pavilion was about to be shattered into tofu dregs, and a fire as colored as jade suddenly rolled out of it, canceling out the strength of the frost and snow.

"Senior brother, why did you come to have such a big temper with me on a big day?" Wei Yanyu took his hand and slowly jumped down from the upper floor.

Fu Tianji didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all, the dragon roared faintly under the spiritual power sacrifice, and the light of the frost sword rose sharply.

Wei Yanyu's expression tightened, and he said urgently: "Senior brother, no!" If you and I compete with such strength, I am afraid that we will destroy half of Shu Mountain, and let Chi Xuan take advantage of the weakness. ”

"You know what you did!" Fu Tianji roared, "Today, my new and old accounts will be settled with you!" ”

Many disciples gathered when they heard the voice, Youxue and Rong Fengheng happened to arrive, Youxue hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously: "Senior uncle, now is not the time to quarrel, it is more important for us to find the little junior sister back first." ”

Wei Yanyu looked at them in amazement: "What? Frost gone? ”

Fu Tianji roared angrily: "I'll kill you first!" It's never too late to look for Frost. After finishing speaking, the dragon groaned in the air, and a jade dragon rose into the air, and in the frost and snow, it bit Wei Yanyu in one bite!

Wei Yanyu couldn't, so he could only sacrifice the sword of the burning sun on his waist, and a black dragon rose up in mid-air, fangs and claws, and bit towards the jade dragon.

The fluctuations from the two dragons shook Shu Mountain in an instant, and more and more disciples rushed over. Rong Fengheng was so anxious that he stomped his feet, this place is different from the Demon Cave, the Demon Cave has the enchantment of the ancestors of Shu Mountain to resist, if you fight here, I am afraid that the Thousand Year Shu Mountain will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, Youxue suddenly stepped forward and shouted: "Senior Uncle, Senior Honor, you are fighting like this, have you ever thought about the feelings of the little junior sister?" ”

The two dragons that were about to bite in mid-air snag back and around their respective masters.

Youxue: "Have you ever thought about it, who is the saddest person right now?" ”

One sentence, each with its own point, made the two people in the air stop.

After a long few breaths, Fu Tianji took the lead in retracting the jade dragon, as if he had suppressed his anger with a strong will, and his clothes rolled over, leaving Wei Yanyu with a cold and lonely back.

Wei Yanyu also wanted to follow, but when he caught a glimpse of a large group of disciples who came in the voice, he still had to stay and sit down, so he sighed and waved his hand: "Let's all retreat, those who should practice will practice, and those who should cultivate books will practice books." ”

The disciples dispersed in whispers. Only under the big tree over there, Cheng Mengyuan looked at Wei Yanyu from afar, with a sad expression.

**

Let's talk about wind condensation.

After returning from Jianshantang, she didn't think about him anymore, packed everything up, and when she pushed the door and left, she suddenly remembered something, untied the frost sword at her waist, rubbed her fingers on the hilt of the sword, her eyes shimmered, and murmured: "You don't belong to me, I will return you to him today." ”

And so she left.

As when she came, she was still wearing the "trench" sword, nothing more, nothing less.

After flying wildly for three days and three nights, she finally stopped.

In front of me is a mountain, a dark green mountain. She shook off the burden on her body and walked slowly on the mountain path.

The wind is cool, but the air is free. Her head finally had its first rays of life like a stream that broke the ice in spring, and began to function.

The world is big, where to go?

Thinking like this, she was a little tired, so she leaned against a tree by the side of the road, and slowly sat down, staring at the last slanting sun that was about to disappear in the sky.

She didn't say goodbye, Fu Tianji should be in a rage. But what can she do? I can't deceive myself, I'd rather wake up in pain than be a stand-in for others.

She smiled wryly and raised her hand to stroke her forehead.

On weekdays, he likes to play her head the most, and every time he does this, she inevitably grins at him.

yes, he's such a stinky ice cube, and he likes to bully her when he's fine!

It's good now that she'll never be snapped in the forehead by him again. Never again.