Han Fengxue crackled, Feng Zhiping's neck shrank shorter and shorter, and he couldn't wait to dig a crack in the ground to get in.

He had a strange feeling, as if he was not facing Han Fengxue, but his mother, in fact, Han Fengxue at this moment did not have the slightest fairy demeanor, and that momentum and tone were completely the old lady's son.

Finally endured until the wind and rain calmed down a little, Feng Zhiping hurriedly made amends, and said timidly: "It's all the disciple's fault, even the mountain master is worried, the disciple really shouldn't be, please punish the mountain master." ”

"Look up. ”

Feng Zhiping shuddered: "The disciple doesn't dare." ”

Han Fengxue frowned slightly, and the ground in front of Feng Zhiping suddenly felt cold, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into icicles against his chin to force him to raise his head, and the speed was so fast that he almost broke his neck, he hurriedly sat upright and knelt, staring at the ground under his skirt with his eyes drooping.

"Look at me. Han Fengxue said lightly.

Feng Zhiping was reluctant, but he didn't dare to disobey, because two icicles separated from the end of the icicle that forced him to look up, and the direction was facing his eyes.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he raised his eyes and looked at it, not surprised, he was a stunning beauty with red lips and jade face.

But I saw that the woman had an apricot face and peach cheeks, moth eyebrows and bright teeth, a delicate nose, jade bones and ice muscles, and a snow-white deep dress outlining a beautiful figure, not fat or thin, Tingting curly, obviously plain, without many fancy embellishments, but it was bright and beautiful, which made people reverie.

Just looking at these, everyone who sees them will have eight characters in their hearts - natural beauty, and the posture of the country.

Even the legendary fairy is afraid that it is nothing more than that, he can see it once in a lifetime, and he will die without regrets.

However, when you look at those unusually bright eyes, you will realize that none of this matters.

At the moment when their eyes met, Feng Zhiping sank in.

There, he saw the various states of the world, saw the changes in Songhai, and saw his own life, rich or poor, or dying or dying well, as if he had experienced one reincarnation after another.

Everything is changing, but the only thing that doesn't change is one thing - a girl who is always entangled with him.

The girl has a peculiar attraction, every time he is new, he will involuntarily approach her, active or passive, like or dislike, no matter what, the two will eventually be entangled together, and his heart will eventually give birth to the same thought - himself, is like her.

In one reincarnation after another, the girl's imprint became clearer and clearer, and it was not until one day in a certain life that he returned from the field with gray sideburns, sat on a wicker chair and held his youngest grandson to drink tea with the girl and rest, he suddenly had a question.

"You, why aren't you old?"

The girl didn't speak, just stared at him innocently with wide eyes, as if to see if he was sick.

Feng Zhiping knew that he was not sick, and the doubts in his heart became heavier and heavier, and after a while, another question came up.

"What's your name?"

The girl was crying, not knowing whether she was sad or worried about his condition, she leaned over and gently grabbed his hand, her lips opened slightly, but he couldn't hear the sound.

"What did you say?"

The girl looked terrified, and tears finally overflowed her eyes.

Feng Zhiping felt cramping in his heart, and raised his hand to wipe it, but his hand froze when it reached mid-air.

In the sunset, his hands are dark and saggy, and there are many age spots, like moldy dried orange peel.

This is my own hand, but I have the impression that my hand should not be like this!

How did you get old like this?

I...

With a heartbeat, Feng Zhiping suddenly found that he couldn't remember how old he was.

He almost couldn't even remember who he was!

Ignoring the girl who was crying with his arm in his arms, Feng Zhiping stared blankly at the sunset, trying to think about one question after another that he would not think about at all on weekdays.

Who am I?

I'm Feng Zhiping.

Who is my father?

My father was...

Damn, who is my father?!

Huo Ran got up, the answer was on his lips, but he just couldn't spit it out.

Gently getting rid of the girl, he walked around the small courtyard irritably, and when he saw the toy sword in his little grandson's hand, his heart moved, and he snatched the dancer and got up.

The grandson cried, and the girl was annoyed, and while coaxing the child, she complained loudly that he was disrespectful to the elderly.

Feng Zhiping heard it, but when he couldn't hear it, he clumsily danced the wooden sword, learning the practice of one move and one style when the martial artists of the Shanghu Yuan of the Yuanwai Mansion practiced, and his heart was unconsciously immersed in it, until at a certain moment, a lightning bolt crossed his mind.

He, remembered.

"I'm Feng Zhiping!"

"My father is Mo Xiu, I am the son of the sword and the son of the Hou Mansion!"

"I, not old, I'm only seventeen !!"

"It's an illusion, it's an illusion! What bastard would dare to confuse me!"

The dilated pupils suddenly contracted, and Feng Zhiping woke up in shock, full of fire and evil energy, like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours them.

"Wang Balamb, get out of here, the young master can't kill you!!"

The roar shook the sky, and the momentum seemed to be that the king of heaven Lao Tzu dared to cut two knives in front of him, but when he saw the woman in white who applauded gently, all the qi was instantly dispersed, and his memory was completely awakened, he was covered in cold sweat, and fell to his knees.

"Han Han Han, Lord Han Mountain atonements, the disciple is wrong, rude..."

Mom, I scolded Fairy Han, will she kill me Chinese?

Probably not, the old man seems to know him well, but the problem is...

Damn, this old lady is Shuang'er's own master, that girl knows that I scolded her master, and she can't lift a knife to chase me two miles?

This old lady won't say it, will she?

After all, it's me who is her yin, I'm the victim, explain it well, the two girls should be able to understand, right?

Feng Zhiping was full of apprehension, and Han Fengxue was appreciative.

"Half an hour to break free, not bad. ”

Feng Zhiping Huo Ran raised his head, and when he saw that Han Fengxue didn't look angry, his heart was relieved, and he smiled and humbled himself: "Thanks to the praise of the mountain master, the disciple is ashamed." ”

Han Fengxue nodded slightly, and said lightly: "It's right if you don't dare to be, your father only spent a cup of tea at the beginning, and you are still far behind him." ”

Feng Zhiping bowed his head in a dejected manner, and secretly muttered what the old man cultivated back then, what he cultivated, can it be the same.

Han Fengxue knew his thoughts, and she didn't explain, so she paused and said: "What happened just now should be taken as a punishment, and remember not to be reckless in the future, your cultivation is far from the level of acting wantonly." The little cleverness can help you and can't protect you for a while, without strength, everything is empty talk. ”

Feng Zhiping hurriedly kowtowed: "Yes, the disciple respectfully obeys the teachings." ”

"When no one is around, call me aunt. ”

"Huh?" Feng Zhiping raised his head in amazement, and quickly lowered his head, "This.., it's not suitable, right?"

Han Fengxue frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "I am like a sister and brother with your father, and I have always been a sister and brother in private, why, I can't afford you to call me an aunt?"

Feng Zhiping was taken aback, and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, the juniors don't mean that, the juniors don't dare..."

"What else do you dare not do?" Fairy Han sneered and got up, slowly paced forward, and said condescendingly, "I don't know if it's strange, but you know that Shuang'er and I still dare to flirt after the relationship, so bold, there are still things in the world that you don't dare?"

Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded, did not dare to answer, and bowed his head deeply.

Han Fengxue paused, her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "If you don't want to, forget it, there are more people in the world who want to have something to do with this seat, and you are not the only one." Don't associate with Shuang'er in the future, she is the one I hurt the most, I have to choose a good match for her, you are not qualified. ”

What?

If you don't call my aunt, you will rob my wife, is there such a thing as you?

"Auntie, auntie, you will be my aunt in the future, closer than my aunt!" Feng Zhiping hurriedly remedied.

"It's late, I've already decided. Han Fengxue said coldly.

"You!"

Feng Zhiping was angry, not caring about the gap between the enemy and me, Huo Ran got up and raised his hand and pointed angrily: "Why are you like this? I just was polite to you, I didn't say I didn't want to, there is a martial god aunt covering me, I can't wait! I don't care, no one can stop me and Shuang'er's affairs, and you can't either! Whoever stops me and who fights with whom!"

"Oh, do you want to do it?" Han Fengxue sneered, "You can beat me?"

"Not now, but definitely in the future!"

"Are you so sure?"

"Yes!"

"Why are you?"

"Just because I'm Feng Zhiping!"

"So what?"

The four words pierced into his heart like a knife, Feng Zhiping was stunned, and he was speechless.

yes, so what?

The son of the sword and the princess, the prince of the Hou Mansion, the assets of the heavens, and the huge potential, these are all nothing to Han Fengxue.

She is a martial god, a person who stands at the top of the human world, a look at each other can trap herself in an illusion and find it difficult to extricate herself, what a powerful person, what a young and handsome man, what people have never seen, the capital she can hold is a fart in front of others!

Brain teaser turned, suddenly his heart moved, in a hurry, Feng Zhiping didn't care about anything else, blurted out: "Just because I am Feng Zhiping, just because I am a celestial, I will definitely be better than you in the future! I'm not afraid to tell you, I've seen it..."

The words came to an abrupt end here, Feng Zhiping was so frightened that he almost blurted out the matter of the fat fairy.

Han Fengxue was not surprised by the matter of heaven and man, maybe she knew it from Qiu Mobai, but Feng Zhiping's unfinished words aroused her interest, and after waiting for a long time to see what she saw, she asked, "What have you seen?"

"Nothing. ”

"Don't say it?"

"Okay. Feng Zhiping shrugged helplessly, "I want to say that I have seen several martial gods, you can't scare me." ”

Han Fengxue looked at him quietly, Feng Zhiping didn't dare to look at each other for fear of entering the illusion again, and lowered his gaze.

After a long time, Han Fengxue nodded, and when Feng Zhiping thought he had passed the test, he said coldly: "Shuang'er has been by my side since he was a child, and he has never hidden anything from me, except for one thing, that secret, it should be that you don't want to say." ”

Feng Zhiping was taken aback, and then his heart softened.

That stupid girl really kept her promise, and she didn't even say anything about her own business, even the master who loved her the most.

"Zhenyuan Magnetic Mother is very important, I'm going to try my luck and find it. Han Fengxue looked away and walked towards the door as she spoke.

Walking to the door, she stopped, turned sideways and said, "I didn't tell her about you, I believe you want to tell her yourself." I only have one request, don't break her heart, and if you can't do it, get out of the way as soon as possible, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the old love. ”

Feng Zhiping was embarrassed, and when he saw that Han Fengxue was leaving, he gritted his teeth and called: "Han... That, aunt, you know my troubles, can you please..."

"No, you can't. Without waiting to finish speaking, Han Fengxue coldly refused and snorted lightly, "Solve the trouble you caused by yourself, you don't have any responsibility for this, and you are embarrassed to chase my Shuang'er." ”

After that, the person turned into an ice sculpture, cracked and cracked, and the fragments disappeared before they hit the ground, just like the original "turtle shell".

Feng Zhiping stood in place, waited for a long time to make sure that the person had left, and then collapsed and breathed a sigh of relief, and then angrily waved his fist into the sky.

"Am I the one who caused the trouble? The family affair was decided by the old man, and I was forced to do it, okay? But what you said is also right, this trouble still has to be solved by myself, how to solve it? Alas, I am worried..."