Chapter 1: A Pillow of Dreams

Next Chapter

Recently, the weather in Jiuling Mountain is surprisingly good, the flowers around are blooming very charming, Feng Qiwu leaned his head and looked at the dead branches in the flower pot on the windowsill, looking left and right. "I'll water you every day, even if it's an iron tree for a thousand years, it's time to bloom, or do you think that my immortal energy in Jiuling Mountain is insufficient, and your little tree is too faceless to give this immortal."

Feng Qiwu pointed to the withered branches and said to herself, looking pitiful.

sat up straight and stretched, "I don't believe that you haven't bloomed." ”

Feng Qiwu got up and shook his sleeves, then went to the "Spring Breeze House", just entered the door and smelled a smell of wine, Feng Qiwu smiled a pair of eyes narrowed into a thin slit, skillfully took out the wine-making jar, opened, poured a full bowl, and sniffed "good wine" on the tip of his nose

After three bowls of wine, Feng Qiwu wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuffs with satisfaction, and his cheeks were already a touch of crimson.

After sealing the jar and putting it back in its place, it came out of the spring breeze house, and a fresh breeze blew, with a burst of floral fragrance, which was a little intoxicating.

Feng Qiwu lightly touched his toes, flew towards the sea of flowers not far away, and as soon as he landed, there were petals dancing lightly and landing on his shoulders.

Feng Qiwu lay down, one hand pillowed his head, the other hand played with the flowers, the sun was shining, and the whole person was lazy.

When I closed my eyes, it seemed like I was in a dream, but I felt that it was not a dream..........

Endless darkness, no sunlight, no day and night, only endless darkness.

Something was wheezing, Feng Qiwu simply closed his eyes and walked along with the sound.

There were only footsteps and wheezing in the night, Feng Qiwu was a little scared, but a voice in her heart told her again, go down, go down, you must go on.

After walking for a long time, Fengqiwu's legs were a little numb, and suddenly thought of something, pinched a method, and a lilac night pearl slowly rose in the palm of his hand, which was given to her by Si Ming Xingjun a few days ago, saying that with it, the night will be brighter, so that she is not afraid of the night.

Feng Qiwu lowered his head and smiled, he was an immortal, and he was so afraid of the night, if this was spread, all the immortals would not have to laugh off their big teeth.

Shaking his head secretly, Feng Qiwu slowly opened his eyes, and saw four thick bundle immortal locks, intersecting with each other, as if they were binding something, and they didn't really see it.

The night pearl rose to the highest place, and it looked unusually bright in the dark night, Feng Qiwu came closer, and only by the light could he see that it was a black dragon that was bound by the immortal lock.

Si Ming said that all the dragons in the world are white, and this black dragon and phoenix perched on the ground for the first time.

Getting closer, the black dragon's eyes opened suddenly, and the frightened Feng Qiwu stumbled and almost fell, the black dragon kept staring at Feng Qiwu, and there was no other movement, as if he had met an old man who had not seen him for a long time.

Feng Qiwu only felt a faint pain in the position of his left chest, frowned, and a picture seemed to flash in his mind, "Who are you?"

The black dragon looked away and let out a long sigh.

"Why are you here?"

The black dragon slapped the immortal lock with the dragon's tail, and seemed to have a lot of helplessness.

Feng Qiwu looked around, dark, cold, deathly silence.........

"Did you do something wrong?" Feng Qiwu's legs were a little sore because he had been walking for too long, so he simply found a stone in front of the black dragon, sat down, put his head on his hands, and kept looking at him.

The black dragon closed his eyes, hung his head, and said nothing else.

Suddenly, the position of the left heart twitched violently, and a sadness inexplicably rolled in, and a teardrop slipped through the corner of the eye.

Feng Qiwu stood up and walked over to the black dragon, raising his hand to cover his eyes, "Do we know each other?"

The black dragon stretched out its front paws, but stopped in mid-air, and instead touched Feng Qiwu's head.

Feng Qiwu sat back in place, "I have slept for 5,000 years, and after waking up, I became an immortal, and it is impossible to know each other."

The bundle of immortal locks was tied into the black dragon's body, "Isn't it painful, the last time I fought with others, the sword stabbed my arm, it hurt for a long time, and there is still a scar in it" Feng Qiwu pulled up his cuffs and showed the black dragon.

"Perched on, perched, perched.............." someone called again.

The black dragon didn't speak, only a dragon groan, as if it was about to rush into the sky, but it couldn't even penetrate the night.

Feng Qiwu suddenly opened his eyes and saw Si Ming Xingjun and his little fairy boy standing next to him.

Rubbing his forehead, he sat up, "Why do you have time to come to see me today?"

The little fairy boy frowned, "Sister Qiwu is drinking again, and she is full of alcohol" and hid behind Si Ming Xingjun as she spoke.

Feng Qiwu stood up, smelled it on the left, and smelled it on the right, "It's very sweet"

"Why are you asleep here" Si Ming draped the brocade robe in his hand over Feng Qiwu's shoulders.

"I'm sitting with heaven and earth," he said, tiptoeing, and his sleeves took away a hint of floral fragrance by the way.

Si Ming and Fairchild also followed.

In the garden, the tea made by Fengqiwu was a little cool, "You haven't said what are you looking for me today?"

"Don't you say that I almost forgot" Si Ming Xingjun took out a note from his arms, "The third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea is boiling and getting married tomorrow, and I hereby invite you to be the officiant"

Feng Qiwu frowned tightly, and hurriedly pushed away the invitation sticker, "You know, I don't like to be lively" and turned his head to the other side.

Si Ming Xingjun smiled dotingly, "I haven't been so lively for thousands of years, and you are the only immortal in this immortal world, and besides, this Dragon King of the East China Sea didn't have a favor with you before."

"When is it with me?" Feng Qiwu stared at the good-looking peach blossom eyes and looked at Si Ming Xingjun.

"When you haven't cultivated to the Immortal, it's a long time ago"

"Si Ming, since I woke up, I have become an immortal, and I don't remember a lot of things before" Feng Qiwu's originally smiling eyes instantly darkened.

Si Ming squinted, "Forget it, forget it, think about it, in case it's not good"

"But I always feel that something is missing, so that you can listen to me, you always find excuses to shirk" Feng Qiwu rolled his eyes, "Isn't it that you liked me before, but I rejected it, and now I'm embarrassed" After saying that, the smile in his eyes deepened.

Si Ming looked Feng Qiwu up and down, "Today she is wearing a plain white dress, no powder, green silk lazily hanging on her shoulders, those peach blossom eyes are very good-looking, and she was hooked at a glance."

Si Ming coughed awkwardly, "You're not my type"

Feng Qiwu got closer, only a finger's distance from Si Ming, "I heard the little fairy child mention a few days ago, that Xuannu can often run to you, Si Ming doesn't like the type of Xuannu"

The little fairy child, who was quietly eating peach blossom crisp on the side, was accidentally choked, coughed all the time, and stared at Feng Qiwu with small eyes.

Feng Qiwu saw that he hurriedly poured a cup of tea, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you"

The little fairy child purred and drank a big cup, "Sister Qiwu is really a big mouth, and she sold me in a few words."

"Aren't I looking for you to be a teacher, you little fairy boy is not grateful to me. Moreover, Xuannu is one of the best beauties in the fairy world, just as the so-called talented woman is beautiful, talented and beautiful, and she is ............. made in heaven."

"Okay, you're poor"

"Oh, don't be embarrassed, the Emperor of Heaven has already changed the rules of the heavens, immortals and immortals can fall in love freely, your iron tree should also bloom, seize the opportunity, and let your deserted Xingjun Mansion add a hostess" Feng Qiwu smiled slyly.

Si Ming put the teacup on the table heavily, "I don't have to worry about Shangxian about my business" Si Ming bit the word Shangxian very hard, thinking that he was a little annoyed

"Look at you, it's so angry to say a few words, it's really stingy"

"Nature is not as atmospheric as that of the immortals"

Feng Qiwu flicked his sleeves, unwilling to argue with him, and took out a jar of wine from the house, "The wine made by this Hundred Flowers Fairy is different from what I brewed, bitter and sweet, I will definitely go to ask for advice another day."

Si Ming glanced at Feng Qiwu, "If you drink again, you should become an alcoholic"

"That's also a ghost who sinks fish and geese, and fascinates the Three Realms. Besides, I'm the only one in this Jiuling Mountain, and there is nothing new in your triple heaven, why don't I drink alcohol?" Feng Qiwu's cheeks were crimson.

"Then please do you accept this post or not?" Si Ming was led astray by Feng Qiwu, and it took a long time to remember what happened this time.

"You said that he had a favor with me before, and he wanted to accept it" Feng Qiwu reluctantly took the invitation.

Si Ming Xingjun shook his head helplessly, "I still have something to do, go first" Just as he was about to leave, Feng Qiwu called him.

"Xingjun, do you know where there is perennial darkness in these six realms" Feng Qiwu suddenly became serious.

"What is this for, you ask?"

"It's nothing, I just think that since Pangu, there have been nights and days in the world, will there be a place where it is dark all year round, no sunlight, no life.........." Feng Qiwu looked into the distance.

"There has never been such a place," Si Ming Xingjun's eyes twitched, and then he said unusually firmly

Feng Qiwu frowned slightly, "Really?"

"When did I lie to you?"

"Then why don't you want to tell me about what happened before I became an immortal?" I know that I only have you as a friend" Feng Qiwu's face suddenly approached, so frightened that Si Ming almost fell.

"You have come around again, I have the life of the people in the world, and I am entangled in trivial matters, where do I have time to talk to you"

Feng Qiwu's eyes were shining, "It's clearly a quibble, even if you don't say that sooner or later, I can remember it." ”

He staggered a few steps, lowered his head and said to himself, "Today I had a dream, as if I had known him for 10,000 years."

Si Ming's heart sank suddenly, and his palms sweated, "It's just a dream, why are you so serious?"

Feng Qiwu subconsciously put his hand on his left heart, "I remember those eyes, but my head hurts when I think about it."

"If you don't remember some things, it means that you don't have fate, so why force yourself?" Si Ming patted Feng Qiwu on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

"Maybe"

Next Chapter
Back to Book