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I still remember that day, when Yue Feng's face was particularly close to him and saw him clearly, his bright outline and cold look conveyed to Yin'er's first feeling was like a fresh sea breeze in the majestic mountain air. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

It is an unforgettable face at a glance. But it seems that there is no soul.

He never said a word to her, he was really like a monster, he didn't understand the world, he didn't laugh, he didn't talk casually, he couldn't reveal his heart.

Yin'er walked more and more slowly with the longing and contradiction of Shengnan and Chuanyu, and looked at Yue Feng in front of him through the light, and in the distance in front of Yue Feng, there was a white fog and the light of the remnant sun.

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Yin'er saw that he had walked away regardless of his own existence, and hurriedly chased forward: "Please, Yue Daxia, this place is so remote, it's going to be night, you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge and leave me......?"

Yue Feng glanced back at her, took out the Fujin whip, Yin'er was stunned, he snorted several times and pumped it to a tree, and laid down several fruits, his strength combined with the power of the Fujin whip itself, made the fruit of this tree roll all over the ground.

Yin'er picked up the fruit and nibbled it, and wowed: "Fairy fruit!" "What fairy fruit?" is very ordinary...... Yin'er smiled: "Orange is born in Huainan and is orange, born in Huaibei and is orange, and the fruit born in the fairyland is of course a fairy fruit." Yue Feng shook his head: "What about the fairyland? What about the fairyland? Still can't escape the world, where there are people, there will be disputes, and there will be chaos......" Yin'er lowered her head: "Why don't you say?" Thinking of Dali, Yunwu Mountain, Quanzhou, Jiankang, and the complicated personnel, she couldn't help but feel sad again, what about her ideal......s? Is it right or not, is it worth it, why is she not firm, why is she afraid...... Is it because what the people are most concerned about today is not the fight against gold but their livelihood -- the fight against gold is actually sailing against the current, is it because of the trend of the times, so we can't ignore the current affairs, and we can't do it knowing that we can't do it......

I really want to be brave enough to say that I panicked, because what I insisted on in exchange for was forgetting. She can't reach the realm of pampering and not being shocked, so she is shaking and confused again and again......

Yue Feng suddenly asked: "Cangwu Mountain, is it very famous?" Yin'er relieved himself: "Many victories are famous because celebrities have been there, Cangwu Mountain's fame, first of all, thanks to Emperor Shun......" Yue Feng lowered his head, thoughtful.

Instinctively told Sù Yin'er that Yue Feng had been wronged for more than a year or two, and it was a pity that when Shengnan was wronged, she was not by his side......

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At night, a few rays of light that penetrated the hazy fog were washed away by the fog and scattered, scattered, sparse, Yue Feng slept, but Yin'er couldn't sleep. As soon as it is qiē, it is like another world.

Yin'er suddenly remembered that someone once said: The wind of Cangwu Mountain is very arrogant.

She was at the foot of the mountain, she couldn't hear the wind, she couldn't touch the wind, but she thought of the power of resisting gold, like the things in front of her, like the light, like the wind.

Yin'er looked at the distance surrounded by the mountain at that time, standing still, until the gentle sunlight was hidden in the fog by the cold color exchange, until the silent blue-black entangled itself, until the air flowed and became transparent, then she took a long breath, the oblique moon sank into the sea fog, and the infinite road of Jieshi Xiaoxiang was probably such a melancholy landscape classic mood.

The majesty of nature is very ethereal in the seclusion, and after the birdsong, the mountain is even more secluded. At last the wind swept again, and there was a clattering sound, like a withered pine broken from the inside out, and so the outside, swaying with the wind between the cracks in the stones.

When the black hugged a qiē, even the sound of the birds could not be heard, and he lay quietly, and there was the sound of flowing water murmuring somewhere, and Yin'er was a little afraid, and occasionally heard the howling of bears and wolves, which matched so harmoniously with the rhythm of the water, as if to attract people to a very beautiful hole.

She suddenly got to her feet and stared in a certain direction, and she felt that the moon was in that direction. The wind caressed her face, like a father caressing his little daughter lovingly, but the wind was whimpering, and seemed to be still blowing grievances.

The feet are very unfamiliar, less of the fallen leaves of the past, replaced by empty desolation.

Her heart is cold and her heart is dead.

Suddenly, a thunderclap fell from the sky, and then thunder seemed to come from the farthest distance, but Yin'er was shaken even more painfully. The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of wilderness, blowing on Yin'er's face, as light and considerate as a needle prick, such a wind is Yin'er's favorite, the external arrogance contains its gentleness, it is the power that hinders before the rainstorm comes, and it is also the ideal in Yin'er's heart, a wind fluctuates away, a wind invades again, a power that can make the mountains collapse, any Cui Wei, any reckless, vulnerable in front of it. Because how much heaviness, how many dangers, how many predecessors and successors it has endured before it appeared! The wind blows blindly into the distance, and it blows from afar, taking away the old and blowing away the new, leaving no trace.

Yellow dust and clear water under the three mountains, more than a thousand years like a horse, looking at Qizhou nine o'clock smoke, a cup of sea water in the ...... Yin'er's tears stopped on her face: Yes, although the anti-gold force is very weak, as long as everyone has ideals now, they will succeed one day......

smiled, I thought that the wind had died down, but in fact, there are some things that will not change through the ages, but different people's experiences, different opinions, and different understandings. At this moment, it is a good time for the moon to rise in the sea, and the end of the world is at this time......

Suddenly, I understood: What is the general trend that has gone? What is the trend that is not in line with history? Why should she be defeated by these things and not firm? They are living, they are advancing and retreating together, they are trying their best to maintain, then in this life, they themselves are the general trend, they themselves are the trend, just like the wind of eternity, no action does not mean that they are dead, but are brewing an extremely turbulent rag.

Their ideals will one day be realized to the unscrupulous Cheng dù!

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So in the future, she decided to go as before......

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