In order to prove that what this book says is true, I went to the ancient book to point out the location, and when there was no one around, I read the password, and there was really a time and space gate appeared in front of me out of thin air, and behind the door was a golden ladder, as far as the eye could see. With my own courage, I went down the ladder. And so it came all the way to the border of the Zephyr Country.

In my kingdom, I am the messenger of the underworld that everyone fears, and everyone in front of me must be respectful, but behind the scenes they all call me the killer, if fate can choose, I will not live such a life again, and I will not let my hands be stained with foreign blood.

Wuzhiyue said darkly, and what the seven stars said was exactly the same, the seven stars were really uncertain prophets, where he was sacred, and there were many doubts at the moment.

The most important thing at the moment is the body of the senior brother, so he said: Now that my senior brother's life and death are uncertain, can the girl give an antidote to the poison he has in first.

Xun Xingyun smiled bitterly when he heard this: Although the poison in your senior brother was inflicted by me, I have no antidote.

Wu Zhiyue was shocked when she heard this, and she had to ask carefully.

I could only hear Xun Xingyun say slowly.

In the whole world, there is only one person who can solve the poison of the nine-headed silver snake, and that is the lord of the Nine Underworlds. Thinking of the man's voice and face, a trace of horror flashed on Xun Xingyun's face, and he shuddered to himself, and he couldn't see the moon.

For a long time, Xun Xingyun gritted his silver teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said: I have a lot of blood on my hands in this life, if I don't have much time, let me do a good deed, all for my Feng Lang to accumulate virtue and do good, I can take you to him. However, whether he can give you the antidote, I can't guarantee it, it's up to you.

There is one more thing, go to that person to get the antidote, can you return to Xifeng Country smoothly, I don't dare to guarantee, are you willing to risk yourself?

As long as you can save the senior brother, even if you are a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, you will never give up.

The girl's eyes were firm, and her face was resolute.

Xun Xingyun couldn't help but glance at the girl in front of him who had seriously injured him.

Bright moonlight, on the Xiaoxiao Tea Horse Road, a luxuriously decorated carriage drove quickly from east to west. The body of the golden silk nanmu is carved and painted with ingenious workmanship. The carriage was wrapped in expensive and fine silk on all sides, and the gold-encrusted windows were obscured by a curtain of pale blue crepe. It makes it impossible to peek inside the car.

The carriage drove slowly, and in the silence of the night, the sound was lonely and monotonous, and three horses with black bodies were handsome and strong, and the hooves of the horses kept knocking on the ground, splashing bursts of flying sand. The melodious sound of horses' hooves passed through the steep hills and cols on both sides of the ancient road, startling countless tired birds in the forest.

When I looked closely, the little guy who was driving the car was that Mo Yan, and the pretty maid sitting next to him was not who the wind chime was, sitting next to Mo Yan at the moment, and kept napping.

The interior space of the car is quite large, the bottom of the car paved with a few bright yellow brocade is both warm and warm, surrounded by gorgeous satin, a small pineapple wood bookcase, a painting enamel color palace lamp, a small plate of fresh seasonal vegetables and fruits, with a delicate osmanthus Qingtuan. The incense burner of the wrong golden beast is soothing incense.

At this time, Xun Xingyun's physical strength was overwhelmed, and he had turned into a prototype, lazily lying in Feng Yanqing's arms, and fell asleep deeply. Feng Yanqing was holding an ancient book in his hand, and his phoenix eyes were blazing. Wuzhiyue was wearing an emerald brocade cloak, holding Shi Maokeng in his arms and curling up in the corner of the car, Shi Maokeng was sleeping soundly. In his sleep, he turned over and fell back to sleep.

Wu Zhiyue was worried about the injury of the senior brother, and she had no sleep. Before leaving, Daddy had taken the senior brother back to Lingqiu Town to recuperate. Although Daddy used a panacea to temporarily control his brother's injuries, his poison would recur at some point. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel worried, and my eyebrows were furrowed at the moment.

When Feng Yanqing was flipping through the book, he accidentally glanced at it, and saw that under the light, the girl curled up in the corner, a pair of crystal clear eyes were stained with a little sorrow at the moment, and it seemed foggy. The long eyelashes curl upward, casting a beautiful shadow in the light, a straight and small nose, and a small red mouth. Long satin-like black hair tied up at the back of her head, a few strands hung down on her forehead, and a few strands of mischievous nests around her neck.

Feeling Feng Yanqing's gaze looking at him, Wu Zhiyue raised her head and smiled at him. With this smile without warning, Feng Yanqing only felt that there was a place in his heart that seemed to have been scratched by a kitten, and there was a tingling for no reason.

Feng Yanqing said uncomfortably: The girl doesn't have to be worried, the world has its own cause and fate. Nebula, since I am willing to take you to find an antidote, I believe that there is still room for maneuver.

Well, Wu Zhiyue nodded.

There was silence for a long time, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Wu Zhiyue didn't have anything to say, and said: That, that, I'm curious... You are.. How... After all, you're not... Similar...

Feng Yanqing saw that she looked strange, and she slurred between her words, knowing what she was referring to.

Feng Yanqing said: Has Miss Yue ever loved someone? When you fall in love with someone, you know!

Wuzhiyue said in his heart, although I have never loved anyone, but what you love is not a person, it is a nine-tailed fox!

Feng Yanqing seemed to see through her thoughts, and said: I don't know if Miss Yue is willing to listen to Feng tell a story.

Be all ears.

The night was long, and I didn't want to sleep, so it didn't hurt to hear it, and I nodded.

The lights are like beans, the smoke is curling, and a story of wind and snow is told.

Everyone is the son of the Feng Xiangbei family, the lord of Lingzhou City, was born with a golden spoon. Because everyone knows that the Feng family is the home of Tao Yi, a well-known high-ranking family in Lingzhou City, it is really a rich party.

However, there is no way for outsiders to guess what kind of life some people actually live on the surface, just like you don't know how many people can fit in a van.

The Lord of Windy City and his wife are more than half a hundred years old, so they want to be the eldest son of Fengyan Qing, who really wants the stars not to give the moon, and the moon not to the stars.

Feng Yanqing is also very competitive, he has been sharp at a young age, and he is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, etiquette, music and painting, just like a talented person.

However, if you don't say anything, you will be jealous of your talents. When Feng Yanqing was twelve years old, he occasionally felt a cold, it stands to reason that it is normal to have a cold and fever, which child has never had a cold and a high fever.

The strange thing is that Feng Yanqing's wind and cold have not been good, and finally developed into bedridden. The Feng family searched for famous doctors all over the world, but they were all helpless, and no one in the world could cure the disease obtained by Feng Yanqing. The Lord and his wife of the Wind City seemed to be twenty years old overnight, and they were helpless, seeing that their son ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, on this day, an uninvited guest came to the Wind Mansion.