Volume 2 Xuanwu Chapter 167 Love Snow Mountain
Xia Feng was dumbfounded for a while, he was not hesitant, but he had not yet reacted from everything that had just happened suddenly, if it weren't for the fragrance of this Ji Shenwu still left between his lips, he couldn't believe that it was true.
"Senior sister, I...."Before the words were finished, Ji Shenwu stretched out his index finger and gently pressed it on Xia Feng's lips, preventing Xia Feng from continuing.
Ji Shenwu wanted to hear Xia Feng's promise, but she didn't dare to listen to Xia Feng's answer, she was afraid that after hearing Xia Feng's answer, she would be reluctant to leave the Xuan Dynasty.
Xia Feng's suppressed good feelings, as well as feelings were opened at this moment, the tears flashing in Ji Shenwu's eyes, Xia Feng looked extremely distressed and helped her wipe it, and the other hand gently wrapped around Ji Shenwu's back, tightly holding Ji Shenwu in his arms, and at the same time feeling Ji Shenwu's soft and delicate body.
"Senior sister...."Xia Feng wanted to say something, but Ji Shenwu was more direct, kissed Xia Feng's lips again, interrupting Xia Feng, Xia Feng was no longer at a loss after the impact just now, and closed his eyes to meet Ji Shenwu.
Seeing this, Di Ling shook his head with a wry smile, made a few handprints, and then pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and shouted in his mouth: "Seal!" As soon as Di Ling's voice fell, he stopped moving, as if he was dead, motionless.
Ji Shenwu's hand moved slightly, threw out a huge red spirit silk, and calmly spread it on the ground, Ji Shenwu pushed Xia Feng down in the spirit silk, and at the same time, the huge spirit silk slowly rose, turning into a square three-dimensional space, and the inside also became a red confined space, in addition to the sound of rapid breathing, it was dark.
The whispering voice is in the bones,
A little red stain dyed spirit silk.
There is a cold wind at night, a star at night, a mountain of snow and wood, and snow is flying.
Xia Feng couldn't see the slightest light, and his spiritual sense couldn't leave his body in this spiritual silk, but he could feel the warm and delicate jade skin, he hugged the invisible person tightly, put his hand on the sword mark on Ji Shenwu's chest, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart, lowered his head and kissed Ji Shenwu's forehead, and then felt a burst of fragrance into his nose, Xia Feng felt a trace of tiredness, and smashed on the soft and huge jade peak.
The stars dimmed, and the sky grew brighter.
The cold wind of Xuemu Senshan blew on Xia Feng's cheeks, making him wake up from a warm dream, Xia Feng after getting up looked around, and did not see Ji Shenwu's figure, he couldn't help but be startled, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Senior sister, senior sister, where are you?" But except for the echo of Xuemu Senshan, Xia Feng did not hear a familiar voice.
Xia Feng half-knelt on the ground, his hand tightly pinched the clothes in his heart, his heart was aching faintly, and his breathing was a little difficult to calm down at this moment, he felt that his heart seemed to be missing a piece, and it was extremely painful.
He didn't understand, why did his senior sister disappear, did he do something wrong?
"Brother, she left, and when she left, she looked at you for a long time, and although she didn't say anything, she cried very sadly, and finally left you a letter. Seeing Xia Feng's dejected appearance, Di Ling couldn't help but feel some sympathy in his heart, so he said out loud.
When Xia Feng heard this, he turned around and looked at the place where he had just woken up, there was indeed a letter left there, Xia Feng walked over and picked up the white letter on the ground, which clearly read: "Xia Feng personally opened." ”
The letter was held in her hand, but it felt unusually heavy, Xia Feng didn't know what was written in the letter, but Di Ling said that she was crying very sadly, and Xia Feng didn't open the letter.
The letter in front of him seemed to fill the lack in his heart, so that Xia Feng had a trace of expectation in his heart, and put the letter lightly on his chest, as if he had received some comfort, Xia Feng looked at the sky in the distance, and muttered to himself: "Senior Sister Shenyao..."
The letter in Xia Feng's hand disappeared in an instant, and he put it in the Qiankun ring, and when he was about to leave with the sword, he found that the clothes on his body seemed to be a little strange, crooked, Xia Feng spread out his hands and looked at the clothes that his senior sister put on for him at will, and a wry smile squeezed out of his ugly face.
After tidying up, Xia Feng stood up with the sword, and Xia Feng, who had just stood on the flying sword, felt the spiritual power in his body, and asked Emperor Ling very puzzled: "What's the matter?
"Brother, you are not shallow, and you also asked what the great god is doing, the spiritual power in your body is pure, as for the perception of the realm, it should be difficult, but for you, it seems that there is no bottleneck of the realm of perception at all, and in the end, because that sister paper dedicated the qi of Yuan Yin to you, you naturally broke through, oh, by the way, she also entered the spirit pill realm. Di Ling said very casually, but he didn't tell Xia Feng that that person was Ji Shenwu, not Ji Shenyao as she thought.
Xia Feng naturally wouldn't be surprised that the other party had entered the Spirit Pill Realm, because Ji Shenyao was originally in the Spirit Pill Realm, so he was not surprised by Emperor Ling's words, or had the slightest doubt.
Standing on top of the flying sword, Xia Feng frowned slightly, feeling his body, he always felt that something was different.
"I feel like I'm a little different, but I don't know what's different, it seems to have a strong feeling?" Xia Feng said to himself in confusion.
Di Ling thought for a long time, but only shook his head and said: "This great god feels that her identity may not be as simple as it seems, and there must be some shocking secret hidden in her body. Di Ling just guessed and said, because he knew that Xia Feng was different, but he didn't understand why this was happening?
"Secret?" Xia Feng asked again in confusion, "Do you know what has changed in me?"
"I'm not sure, she seems to have left something in your soul, as for what it is, I don't know either!" Di Ling shook his head, and seemed to be thinking about the thing in Xia Feng's soul, and said secretly in his heart: "Even the things I don't know are very rare in this world, but... That thing... I really don't know. "Emperor Ling is also distressed.
"I'll know when I see her and ask. "Although I always feel a little false about the soul relics that Di Ling said, there is no need for Di Ling to lie to him, besides, I do feel a very powerful feeling, which must be a good thing.
Xia Feng was also very curious about leaving something in his soul, this kind of thing in his soul is very mysterious, and he can still leave something in his soul?
"Don't ask, she doesn't know, because she didn't do it on purpose, but in the eyes of this great god, it's more like something in her soul, accidentally left in your soul through your union. In fact, Emperor Ling still has one thing that has not been said, in his opinion, if he can leave something in Xia Feng's soul, it proves that this thing is extremely rebellious, and the owner of that thing is naturally not simple, so Emperor Ling decided that there must be some earth-shattering secret on Ji Shenwu's body.
"You mean, Senior Sister herself doesn't know?" Xia Feng said in surprise.
"Well, no one will know about this matter except this great god, and if my great god doesn't tell you, you won't know either, you will only feel that you have become stronger. Di Ling said confidently, as if proving how great he was.
"It seems that Senior Sister also has a lot of secrets. "Xia Feng used 'also', naturally saying that he also has a lot of secrets on his body, and the appearance of the emperor spirit in his body is definitely not a coincidence, there must be some secrets hidden in his memory. (Ask for collection, ask for reward!)