The carving process of this finger guard is very complicated and difficult to copy!

Today's craftsmen are afraid that even copying will not be able to do it!

Why is that?

The reason is that these finger guards are all ancient systems, and the drawings have long been lost, so how can they be copied?

However, even if there are drawings, it is difficult to depict the phoenix so vividly.

Meng Yu cut her sideburns, but she wasn't used to wearing some heavy ornaments on top of her head.

Meng Yu's head can be said to be wearing gold and silver.

His hair was full of yellow hair accessories.

The long hair that turned inky was taken in half and pulled up high. Pin the string of gold beads and insert the golden crested phoenix tail hairpin.

The gold tassels are embedded in the ink-colored hair, and the squirting falls on the smooth shoulders, which is quite a bit of the style of the queen in the palace!

Shaking his sour neck, Meng Yu still felt very uncomfortable.

After all, it was a pile of gold on the head, and it wasn't light at all!

As Dream Feather's head shook, the golden tassels scattered on his shoulders also shook on Dream Feather's shoulders, with a sparkling brilliance, it was really dazzling, and it also made a subtle sound.

Maybe it's really uncomfortable, Meng Yu twisted and twisted again, stroked the sleeves that were about to fall to the ground, and then straightened out the wide belt embroidered with gold thread.

Although it is only a wide belt, it is also ingenious.

The wide belt, which was only three inches wide, echoed the robe worn by Mengyu. There are also ninety-nine eighty-one phoenixes embroidered on it, all of which are dazzling golden yellow. On the wide belt, two light yellow palace silks also fell, which could follow Mengyu's body and fall to the hem of the middle coat.

And the embroidery on this palace silk made Zhen Di a little unrecognizable.

After all, the embroidery patterns embroidered on the palace silk are not only beautiful, but also contain some unspeakable secrets. The embroidery on this palace silk also contains secret texts. These ciphertexts are a symbol of special power, and how can people who are not from antiquity understand them?

In short, Meng Yu felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Lift one leg first and take a small step forward, then lift the other leg and take another small step.

At this time, Meng Yu's little heart was actually quite collapsed.

I don't know how I was able to tolerate this kind of clothing before!

Long again!

Wide!

Big!

It's hard work again!

And at that time, I could still jump up and down in such clothes, which was really enough!

It's not heavy, but it's better than trouble!

Qinjiang is not a few steps away from him, and when he wants to put it aside, he walks to Qinjiang in three or two steps.

However, with this outfit, this little distance will seem extraordinarily long!

Each time, only one small step can be taken.

Otherwise, you will have to fall face down.

This feeling is really ten ~ points ~ beautiful ~ wonderful ~.

silently spit out two sentences in his heart, and Mengyu, who felt more comfortable, immediately changed into a solemn look, and walked towards Qinjiang step by step, to the man who still looked a little old.

Zhen Di, who was still nesting on the roof, watched Meng Yu approach Qinjiang step by step, and the heart that was beating for someone gradually approached his throat with Meng Yu's steps.

Zhen Di focused all his attention on Qin Jiang at this moment, and he didn't know what had happened to him.

At this time, Zhen Di's underwear was completely soaked.

But Zhen Di, who only paid attention to Qinjiang, didn't notice it.

Gradually, sweat began to penetrate into the middle coat.

The chin, which was slightly thin because of the rush for several days, had a somewhat cloudy bead of sweat hanging on it, and it would not drop, just like someone's mood now, nervous, up and down.

But Mengyu is not so kind, and he still has the leisure to take care of it, and he is a thief on the roof.

Because, at this time, Mengyu had already come to Qinjiang's side.

Meng Yu stood in the direction of Qin Jiang's head, standing against the light, the shadow covering all the expressions on Meng Yu's face, quite unfathomable.

In the place where Zhen Di couldn't see clearly, Meng Yu was looking at Qinjiang in a daze.

I don't know how much is contained in those eyes full of deep meaning......

Two tears burst out of the phoenix eyes that contained deep meaning, slid across the side of the face, with a bitter taste, which could be gathered in the jaw.

“...... Feng Ao Nine Days, Phoenix Ming Qi Mountain...... The sound of the heavenly realm, the hole opens the door of heaven... Wake up, master!"

A crystal teardrop, with a golden light that scorched the eyeballs, dripped with Mengyu's words.

Kankan dripped on the eyebrows of Qinjiang, although separated by the ice, the teardrops still carried the hot heat, breaking through the obstruction of the ice, and reaching the eyebrows of Qinjiang.

Because Meng Yu walked a little far, at the same time, Zhen Di, who was lying on the roof, could only see Meng Yu's golden robe, but could not see what happened between Meng Yu and Qin Jiang.

However, Zhen Di was unwilling.

Since you can't see it, you have to prick up your ears and listen to what is happening.

But even if Zhen Di pricked up his ears and listened attentively, he couldn't collect any valuable clues.

Zhen Di just heard a burst of people talking from the room.

But this voice made Zhen Di unable to tell who it was.

Neither Qinjiang's nor Mengyu's.

It was a very unfamiliar voice, a voice that I had never heard before. No matter how much I searched my stomach and scraped my stomach, I couldn't find the existence of such a voice from the depths of my memory.

If so, is there someone else in this room?

But I've always been here, and no one else exists!

It's really weird!

The voice of the voice is not familiar to you. But I can't understand the content of this speech, which is even more strange!

I don't know what to say. It seems like a long spell, but what exactly is this incantation? Could it be a Gu technique?

I have never seen such a language.

Zhen Di was a little dazed.

However, Zhen Di understood the last sentence.

Meng Yu finished reciting an ancient incantation, and finally, at the moment when the tears were about to touch the heart of Qin Jiang's eyebrows, he said the words "Master, wake up".

Only this sentence was understood by Zhen Di.

Zhen Di knew that Qin Jiang was about to wake up, and he couldn't hide his excitement in his heart. Unconsciously clenched into fists, waiting for an exciting moment!

After reciting the incantation, Meng Yu stretched out his arms, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky, as if he was sacrificing his soul.

And the ice that sealed the Qinjiang River on the side is also gradually melting.

For a while, in the room, the snow-white mist and golden light dots danced together.

As the white mist increased, the golden brilliance in the room gradually reached its peak.

Through the cracks in the bricks, it came out.

Zhen Di, who was stunned, was almost caught in the eyes by this sudden golden light and fell to the ground.

Moreover, that familiar mysterious force is here again! Compared with the last time, it has become even more surging and overwhelming.

In Qin Jue's house, the people who took care of Qin Jue also saw a dazzling golden pillar of light due west from the open window, heading straight into the sky. This spectacle surprised everyone.

However, this mysterious force did not last long, and soon died down again.

Zhen Di settled down and continued to peek into the house through the gap in the bricks.

The ice had melted, and Mengyu's luxurious clothes were gone.

It's still the plain white robe that Zhen Di had seen before.

Zhen Di's eyes were tightly locked in the direction of Qinjiang.

I saw that the snow-white mist around Qinjiang had not yet dissipated. Some of them are vague, so that people can't see Qinjiang's face clearly. I don't know what spell Meng Yu cast, the snow-white mist, in a moment, there was no news, and then Qin Jiang's face was revealed.

Zhen Di originally expected that after this Mengyu spell, he should be able to immediately see Qinjiang resurrected with full blood.

But, unfortunately, Zhen Di guessed wrong.

This time, Zhen Di will see a special process.

The heart is full of hope and despair, just like Ling Chi......

What Zhen Di saw was still the Qinjiang he saw that day, a bad old man.

This kind of Qinjiang is really heart-wrenching.

is a man in his prime, but now he looks like this old dragon clock.

As if to test Zhen Di's patience, the process of Qinjiang's recovery was extremely slow.

It's not like Mengyu at all, and it's back in a blink of an eye.

Even Zhen Di was wondering if Meng Yu really needed the assistance of Tianzun's Song to recover.

Zhen Di's distance is too far, so naturally he can't see the changes in Qinjiang clearly.

However, there must be other reasons for this.

As the saying goes, caring is chaos.

That's what I'm talking about.

Meng Yu was by Qin Jiang's side, and naturally watched all this happening clearly.

After the snow-white mist cleared, Qin Jiang's eyes moved, and it felt like a return to the light.

However, Meng Yu, who saw Qin Jiang's eyes rolling, hooked the corners of his mouth with compassion.

That appearance is no different from that cunning fox and spicy devil.

Meng Yu slowly squatted down, lowered his head, and was in Qinjiang's ear, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhen Di, who was squatting on the roof, could only see Meng Yu squatting.

As for what Mengyu was doing, Zhen Di didn't know.

Actually, Mengyu didn't do anything.

Really, nothing was done!

It's just that he is kindly helping Qinjiang "sort out" his memory.

The power of the heart is used in these places.

Qinjiang, who is in chaos, is actually unconscious at this moment.

Not even knowing where you are is is not a good thing.

Qin Jiang didn't know where he was, he just felt that he was walking alone in the dark. It's pitch black, there's no sound, there's no color, not even a person. Qin Jiang only felt as if his five senses were sealed, unable to hear anything, see nothing, smell nothing, taste nothing, touch or feel anything.

In my heart, I can't help but give birth to something called fear.