The memories that I thought I had forgotten were surging and whistling at this moment.

A simple sentence of 'you're back' made him understand what it means to be 'in danger'.

Long Xiangyu stood there, watching her open the door from a distance, a coarse linen dress was worn on her body, but it seemed to be plated with a layer of aura, and she was a little uninhibited and free and easy. He had always known that Feng Qing's flexibility was the most free, but he never knew that when he saw her again thousands of years ago, there was no difference between her and now, the only difference was only her clothes and hairstyle.

With a bitter smile, Long Xiangyu hadn't had time to think about how to deal with the current situation, but Feng Qingling had already come lightly, very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had already come to him, and the index finger and thumb of his right hand instantly exerted force, and locked his throat in a daze: "Say, who are you?"

Long Xiangyu hooked the corners of his lower lip, and met her with angry eyes, Feng Qing's spiritual cultivation at this time was excellent, and even the fire phoenix whip could not be conjured up, let alone the current opponent of Long Xiangyu, however, Long Xiangyu did not want to end such an exchange like this, and even felt that such Feng Qingling had a feeling that he had not been seen for a long time.

Actually, it's still a little different, isn't it? Although Feng Qingling at this time has no heart and lungs, at least he is still the little phoenix that he can see through at a glance and can grasp with one hand, and after that, her wings are more and more abundant, and it is difficult for him to keep her by his side, let alone keep her heart.

The strength in his hand increased, and Feng Qingling asked again in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"I'm Long Xiangyu!" Long Xiangyu pressed the inexplicable surge in his heart, calmed himself down, couldn't be confused by the illusion, glanced at her coldly, and said, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"No, you're not him!" Feng Qingling said very resolutely, at least, you are not the Long Xiangyu I know.

Long Xiangyu was a little surprised by her momentary observation, and still replied indifferently: "I am him!" The words fell, and there was a sudden pain in her throat, obviously her claws were embedded in her throat, at this time, Feng Qingling could indeed only rely on herself as a weapon to attack her opponent, and her nails were indeed the best choice.

"What happened to him?" Feng Qingling's face turned pale, Long Xiangyu looked at her like this, and there was a trace of happiness in his heart, ridiculous, my stupid phoenix, do you also know what it means to be anxious and what it means to be afraid?

"What can I do with him?" the fool was still immersed in happiness at this time, making all kinds of plans for his beautiful future, how could he know that in two hours, his beloved wife would be reborn in front of him and their children, and would abandon them from now on, and even when she could recover her memories a hundred years later, she flatly refused to recall this qiē.

"What is your purpose?" she seemed to be trying to calm herself, her immature expression changed several times, she was really tender at this time, she couldn't even control her breathing well, and she didn't know how to hide her mood.

"Let's go back to where it first happened!" "It's better that nothing happens, and there won't be those pasts."

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingling frowned, stared into his eyes, and asked.

Long Xiangyu met her resentful gaze and replied expressionlessly: "It's not interesting! I'm just here to see the joke!"

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Qingling's expression became very strange, looking at him like a monster, extremely puzzled and helpless, "Demon Lord? No! You don't have his breath on you!Strange, you obviously have the smell of Brother Yu on you, why do I think you are not the Brother Yu I know?" she leaned closer to feel his breath, and then seemed to fall into deep thought.

"Naturally I'm not!" snatching her hand from his throat, Long Xiangyu glanced at her coldly and pushed her away from him, "Aren't you very self-righteous? Guess who I am?"

Feng Qingling stared at his cold eyes, since she knew that she was not her brother Yu, she would no longer let herself fall into passivity. Let his mood slowly calm down, trying to feel his breath, a pair of phoenix eyes swept sharply over his body, but when he came to a conclusion in his heart, his expression became very strange: "You...... Are you?" was what she thought? No, she didn't want to believe it......

"That's right! I am!" Long Xiangyu stared at her frustrated expression for a moment, and said the conclusion she was unwilling to accept.

"How could it be?" Why did the future Brother Yu show such an indifferent expression when facing her? She really couldn't believe what was going on between them that would make him treat her so indifferently.

"How could it not?" Long Xiangyu sneered.

“...... Don't you love me?" Feng Qingling's mind turned a thousand thoughts in an instant, staring at his every expression, as if she wanted to see a little bit of the information she wanted to see from his expression, because she used a question, with uncertainty, she wanted him to give herself a certain answer she wanted, but unfortunately not. Feng Qingling's heart was sad, and the wry smile on the corner of her mouth slowly swayed, "I should have known it a long time ago! How could there be such a coincidence? You really have a purpose! But I, a female phoenix with fledgling wings, can I have anything worth using for you?"

Long Xiangyu's heart was even more painful, she would say such a thing at this time. Yes, you don't think about it, you fledgling little phoenix, what is there for me to take advantage of? Ridiculous, pathetic, lamentable! Ridiculous, sad, sad! Ridiculous, stupid, sorry for two people like them, sorry for this helpless answer.

"Why?!" Feng Qingling dragged his arms and shook them like crazy, trying to hear the answer from his mouth, or hear something else, at least not something that made his heart ache inexplicably.

"Ling'er!Is it you?Are you okay?!" Another Long Xiangyu's voice sounded not far from the courtyard gate, with worry and anxiety in his voice, even his steps were flustered, and when he pushed the door in, he only saw Feng Qingling's figure alone, standing there lonely and cold.

And Long Xiangyu, who broke into the dream, has turned into a void, he can see them, but they can't see him. It turned out that he and his other self couldn't stay in the same place at the same time.

Feng Qingling seemed to have adjusted his feelings, shook his head at him, and was pulled by him to walk into the house. Where he didn't notice, he turned around and gave Long Xiangyu a warning look, which looked like a proud lion who was threatened to defend his territory.

Long Xiangyu in the void was calmed by her cruel eyes, and something seemed to flow out inadvertently, but by the time he wanted to find out, the scene in front of him had changed again.