Dawn and sunshine!

Three golden birds pulled a heavy ancient car, parked on the southeast canopy, a hundred zhang high, suspended in the air, there is a faint cloud to support it, the bird shakes this feather, under the morning sun, reflects the golden brilliance.

Feng Feiyun finally rushed back, he was in a hurry this night, but he advanced so slowly, there were no less than twenty wounds on his body, and blood was still flowing in some places, flowing down his body, falling on the upper of his shoes, and stepping on the ground with bloody shoe prints.

"Who is the red face laughing for, when will Fanghua be thrown? In the red dust, the heart is not old. If you are not there, people are like grass. Mo climbs high alone, white-haired buildings, and stays until the beauty is old, who paints eyebrows for the red face?"

The beautiful singing sound came from the ancient car, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant guzheng, resounding in the wind, floating in the clouds and white mist, so that the mountain of yellow finches all chirped for it, intertwined into a joyful movement.

What a heavenly sound this is, giving people deep peace in their hearts, and making people forget the troubles of a lifetime.

A smile appeared on Feng Feiyun's face, and he flew down to the ancient car, Nangong Hongyan's fingers suddenly stopped on the ancient strings, his fingers were trembling, and his beautiful eyes were swirling with tears.

The singing continued, and the aftermath did not stop. She rushed towards Feng Feiyun with teary eyes, hugged him tightly, and kept crying softly: "You finally came back, I was so scared alone, when I was scared, I could only sing alone, singing and singing, but I was even more afraid, my heart was empty, like duckweed that couldn't find a root." ”

"I'm in too much of a hurry!" Feng Feiyun held her hair tightly, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, there is one in this world who is worried about you, what a beautiful thing!

"I don't blame you, I only blame myself, I can't help anything, I can only think of you in my heart, I think of you in my heart, and ask the Bodhisattva of great compassion to bless you to come back safely. Nangong Hongyan's tears kept falling, her long eyelashes trembled gently, and she kept talking, telling her worries and self-blame.

"Do you really ask the Bodhisattva to bless me?"

"I really begged. Nangong Hongyan said seriously.

"What does the Bodhisattva say?" Feng Feiyun quipped.

She said...... How do I know what the Bodhisattva will say, the Bodhisattva is so busy, how can she hear the thoughts of an infatuated daughter?" Nangong glanced at Feng Feiyun, and twisted his fingers lightly on his arm, expressing his dissatisfaction with him.

"Oops!" Feng Feiyun screamed.

Nangong Hongyan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly asked, "I hurt you?"

"Screwed on my wound!" said Feng Feiyun.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's all my fault, I ...... I ......" Nangong Hongyan stomped her feet with self-reproach, biting her lip lightly, and hurriedly checked the scars on Feng Feiyun's body, feeling distressed.

Feng Feiyun looked at her anxious and looked, like a mother hen who had lost her chicks, staring at a pair of beautiful eyes, and she was so anxious.

"Why are you staring at me?" Nangong Hongyan didn't dare to look directly at Feng Feiyun's hot eyes, not only did her cheeks blush, she lowered her head tightly, and she was infinitely shy.

"Beautiful!" said Feng Feiyun with a smile.

"Then you don't hurt anymore?" Nangong Hongyan's voice was like a mosquito calling again, small and light.

Feng Feiyun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Doesn't it really hurt?" Nangong Hongyan raised his head, a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than the stars, staring at Feng Feiyun, and then looking at his eyes, he was also looking at the scars on his body, the indescribable worry in his eyes, so many injuries, how could it not hurt?

"If you can sing the song you just sang to me again, I don't think it hurts. Fengfei Yundao Nangong Hongyan sat back on the car barricade again, with a beautiful and moving figure, holding a five-foot zither and gently placing her slender jade hand on the flowing color string, at this moment, she was ethereal like smoke, clear as water, and became a little otherworldly.

is no longer a delicate girl, but a moving Guzheng Lingbo fairy.

"Who is the red face laughing for, when will Fanghua be thrown? In the red dust, the heart is not old. If you are not there, people are like grass. Mo ascends alone, the white-haired building is steep, and the beauty is old, who paints the eyebrows for the red face......"

Feng Feiyun was intoxicated by the music, and the aura in his body surged out, sitting beside her, and began to heal, the aura wrapped his whole body, swallowing above his skin.

Guzheng is like a sweet spring, lingering in the ear.

The ancient car flew out of the sky and rushed to the horizon!

"Someone put a wrench in my hand and asked me to pass it on to you. As soon as the song fell, Nangong Hongyan took out a black wrench and carefully handed it to Feng Feiyun.

Feng Feiyun took the Miao Ghost wrench and said happily, "It was given to you by a black-faced young man?"

"Yes!" Nangong Hongyan nodded.

"He didn't embarrass you, did he?" asked Feng Feiyun.

"He said that if you have passed five levels, this wrench should be returned to you, and he is a man who keeps his promises. Nangong said solemnly, relaying Bi Ningshuai's words.

"Is he a man who keeps his promises?" Feng Feiyun really didn't think that the first pit of the Vientiane Tower would be a person who kept his promises, and it was impossible for him to take the initiative to hand over the stolen treasure.

Naturally, it is impossible for a person who steals to take the initiative to return the stolen goods.

He was actually very reluctant to hand it over. Nangong Hongyan said.

"Then why did he give it to you after the last day?" said Feng Feiyun.

"I played him a song, and he was probably moved, and his conscience found out, so he returned the board. Nangong Hongyan said with a wink.

"Yes, your music is indeed moving. Feng Feiyun said again: "Then where did the others go?"

He broke a hand, lame, and left. ”

Feng Feiyun was surprised: "Why did he break his hand and be lame?"

He was so careless that he fell out of the cart and fell into the ravine, breaking his hand and limping his leg. Nangong Hongyan hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Is he your friend?" he said...... He said......"

"What nonsense did he say to you?" Feng Feiyun suddenly became nervous, Bi Ningshuai's bastard wouldn't really open his mouth and talk nonsense in front of her!

He said...... You want to marry a princess, I'm just a lowly woman, you don't look down on me. Nangong Hongyan lowered her head, Feng Feiyun could see that her eyes were already a little red, and some were still a little crystalline.

"I ......," Feng Feiyun wanted to explain.

"But I don't believe his words at all!" Nangong Hongyan hurriedly said again, staring straight at Feng Feiyun's eyes, full of affection, as if waiting for Feng Feiyun to say something that reassured her.

"You shouldn't have believed anything he said!" said Feng Feiyun slowly.

Nangong Hongyan's eyes bent slightly, and he almost laughed out loud, this appearance is the most beautiful.

Not long after, the ancient car stopped outside the Wu Tower, and the injuries on Feng Feiyun's body had recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and after getting off the car with Nangong Hongyan, he walked towards the Wu Tower.

Along the way, I met a lot of students from Wuta, and they were attracted by Nangong's beautiful appearance, and that unearthly temperament made everyone fascinated, as if they had seen a fairy who went down to the earth, and everyone was amazed.

"That's Feng Feiyun, the heir of the God King, standing next to him should be the first beauty in the world, Nangong Hongyan, oh my God, I actually saw the first beauty in the world. ”

The news spread quickly, overnight, has spread throughout the entire Vientiane Tower, many students know that the world's first beauty has become the confidant of the son of the demon, in order to see the beauty of the demeanor, there are many other students from the Holy Land of the Divine Tower have rushed over, waiting outside the Wu Tower.

Among them, a few of them are talents on the "Hundred Pagoda List", these people look at it from afar, and their hearts are extremely shocked, how can a woman's beauty reach such a point? With a veil, people can feel that the city is peerless, unparalleled in the world, which makes many genius students obsessed.

But no one dares to approach, Zhilu Dao Fengfeiyun is very difficult to mess with, and he has been able to dominate the younger generation.

Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, the junior brother of the Lord of the Martial Tower, and has a very high status in the Martial Tower, he can enter and exit at will, and of course, he can also bring people into the Martial Pagoda at will.

This day, all spent in peace, after last night's battle, Feng Feiyun felt that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, only by breaking through this bottleneck, can the dragon fly into the sky, the young phoenix takes off, and really step into the ranks of the kings of the younger generation.

Sitting on the seventy-second floor of the Wu Pagoda, retreating and cultivating, facing a cyan stone wall, on which are printed with sword patterns, each sword pattern represents a knife technique, very profound, without a lot of time accumulation, it is impossible to comprehend it.

This is the first five knives of the Dragon Emperor's knife technique, Feng Feiyun is still comprehending the first knife, the knife pattern is too profound, and it contains the rules of heaven in it, and you must experience that charm with your heart.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, the black Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet on Feng Feiyun's wrist turned slightly, and a blood pattern flowed on the bracelet, and someone triggered the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet.

Feng Feiyun's face changed, and he felt that the aura of his whole body was suppressed by the power of the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet, as if the meridians were blocked, the blood veins were sealed, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Break it for me!" Feng Feiyun mobilized the power of the Miao Ghost's fingers, wanting to counter the suppression of the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet, and did not want to be controlled by the mysterious master anymore.

A stream of blood rushed out of the Blood Forbidden Bracelet, slamming on Feng Feiyun's arm, shattering all the aura in his body, and he couldn't even mobilize the power of the spiritual weapon, this is the power of the mysterious master, issued through the Blood Forbidden Bracelet, which has the power to shatter people's bodies.

The mysterious master is nearby, he has already come to the Wu Tower, so bold, isn't he afraid that he will be discovered by the God King and Zhang Badao and kill him?

Before Feng Feiyun could stand up, a red flame appeared in the stone chamber out of thin air, suspended above Feng Feiyun, and that fire Lang was particularly scorching to the skin.

"Feng Feiyun, do you want to break the Blood Forbidden Xuan Bracelet and escape from my control over you?" The mysterious master was wrapped in flames, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of chill, and he said in a calm way, so that the entire stone room was condensed with a thick layer of frost, and the cold was biting.

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It's a little late today, and there won't be less than three chapters!