Feng Zi shook his head and smiled when he heard this, and said softly: "Miss Cheng doesn't know, I have a lifelong friendship with black and white impermanence, how can they come to harm me and detain my life?" Cheng Guyao cried out loud and choked up: "Big brother is joking, that black and white impermanence is not my race, how can you worship them as brothers? Isn't this nonsense?" Fengzi grinned and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't get up in one breath, and suddenly coughed violently, and his eyes suddenly rolled up and he fainted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Guyao was shocked when she saw this, and screamed in fright: "Big brother, what's wrong with you? Big brother, what's wrong with you?" hurriedly rushed over to check. After seeing that Feng Zidu's nostrils were a little breathing, Fang Zi let go of his high heart slightly, knowing that the three swords of the Tsing Yi man had stabbed the eldest brother very much, and he had been running for a long time to save himself, and this injury was aggravated. But Cheng Guyao is still young after all, although he has followed his grandfather to the rivers and lakes since he was a child, he can do nothing about such a means of saving injuries and treating emergencies in front of him, and he is just increasing his poverty and anxiety.

However, after all, Fengzidu Ren Du has two veins, and his body is different from ordinary people, so he woke up in an instant, and saw Cheng Gu Yaoyue pear blossoms and rain, panicked, and was also moved, sighed lightly, and said: "As I said, my life is quite hard, and I won't die easily." Cheng Guyao just shook her head and cried, and it took a long time to slowly stop crying, as if to herself and Feng Zidu, and muttered: "I'm afraid, if there is no more you by my side, what will I do in the future?"

Feng Zidu suddenly heard Cheng Guyao's muttered words in his ears, and his heart suddenly stirred for no reason, and he couldn't help but cough violently again. When he finished coughing, he raised his eyes to look at her pale and delicate face, feeling so close like never before, and thought, "Miss Cheng has me in her heart after all." Under the mixed tastes, I couldn't help but secretly let out a long sigh.

There is a loneliness all around, here is a half-bent barren beach, the grass is long and leafy, the water of the Hengjiang River is abrupt under the dissolving night, the river breeze is also blowing coldly in the cold and clear sunset, some insects who don't know the name are lying in the grass, squeaking and chirping have never stopped.

The two were relatively speechless for a long time. Although Feng Zidu has deep internal strength, and his ability to endure healing is stronger than usual, but after all, the man in Tsing Yi is a first-class master in the martial arts, the sword is fast and powerful, and the force is there, and the contusions he received are naturally far more tragic, although the wound has slowly stopped the blood oozing out after being bandaged by Cheng Gu Yao, but the stinging pain in the inside, how can others imagine? In the long night, Feng Zidu sometimes fainted and sometimes woke up, just gritted his teeth, endured desperately, and did not snort from beginning to end.

When the sky was about to dawn, Fengzi finally fell asleep in a daze. He slept soundly, but he saw himself become a bird, fluttering his wings, flying over the reckless mountains, over the vast sea, and coming to the river temple by the river. Yin Zaiye was waiting for him there, and then the two of them flew back to the small mountain village they had not seen for a long time. The father and mother were very happy, and they wanted to slaughter the chickens for a treat, and the little sister was the most happy, pulling at the corners of his clothes and chirping non-stop.

Fengzi shouted, "Sister let go, you ripped my clothes." The little sister didn't let go, and pulled harder. Suddenly, a frightened wind swept over, and seven or eight big men suddenly appeared in the wind, all holding bright knives in their hands, and they all rushed to the little sister with a cruel smile. Fengzi was shocked, and opened his arms to intercept him, but he couldn't move his feet as if they were nailed, so he shouted anxiously, "Sister, go quickly." The little sister didn't leave, and her face only slowly shed strings of crystal clear tears.

With an "ah" sound, Fengzi opened his eyes and woke up in shock, and couldn't help but sit up suddenly, but where was the figure of the little sister in front of him? It was already dark, and an unknown purple-red bird happened to stop at its feet, and when it was frightened, it fluttered its wings and flew away. Fengzi sighed secretly, and then realized that it was only for a dream, and when he stretched out his sleeves to wipe away the tears that flowed out of the corners of his eyes that he didn't know when, Fang Zi found that his whole body was already wet, and it was all cold sweat.