[bookid=3271478,bookname="Feather does not ascend to the immortal"] continue to recommend a friend's book, the plot ups and downs, the changes in the world of cultivating immortals, the two compartments are blended, it is a rare fairy tale novel, all kinds of feelings are blended into it.

The night is dark, the four are silent, the second watch is about to pass, Tian Shaoqing is still practicing hard, since being mentioned by Liu Feng, she has been in good spirits, and she has been immersed in the atmosphere for a long time, such a drastic change, for her, it is simply a washing of body and mind, but I don't know if she changed Liu Feng, or Liu Feng changed her.

She suddenly looked at Liu Feng like that, the long sword stabbed little by little, and in a moment, all kinds of Liu Feng always appeared.

At this time, the moonlight was like practice, gently sprinkling down from the sky, shining in the distance, and the embroidered moss marks seemed to be covered with a layer of silver waves.

There are several houses on all sides, on the edge of the path, beautiful flowers, dream-like feelings, a little vegetation under the green trees, and the flowers also carry a misty fragrance.

Red covers green, listing such a charming pink delicacy, even the cold light has turned into crystal, Tian Shaoqing gently rises and falls, the eye waves are so smart, when rushing towards Xiao Han, he struggles to cut out a sword, his arm shakes his hand, people and swords are one, rising and sinking freely, or sometimes turning up and down, gathering a gust of heavenly wind, distracting and stirring up a stack of sword shadows.

She shuttled freely, looking at the flying flowers drifting away, her eyes were confused, and at this time, she really couldn't help herself.

The strong wind floated, the sword came and went, the leaves rolled in the air, and for a moment, the surrounding flowers and waves hugged each other, suspended in the air.

To be accepted and settled, for some reason, she thought of the palm of Liu Feng in the Huangfu that day, as soon as she thought of this, she floated out, the whole person was beautiful and willowy, like a beautiful fairy slowly floated up, suddenly, the palm of the palm pushed forward, only to hear the bang, an old tree branched and broken.

Tian Shaoqing spun in the air, floated down, saw this increased his confidence, clenched the sword with one hand, and rushed out again, the glittering sword qi flowed into the air, bringing up the sword chanting and glowing, like a nightingale opened the curtain under the twilight, and was happy and happy.

In the flow of light and shadows, I saw the sword shadows flying on top of each other, the immortals were floating, and the brilliance exploded from time to time, and it could not be contained.

The rich fallen flowers have fallen, and they are extremely gorgeous.

Tian Shaoqing walked through, although she didn't see her move, but the sea of flowers had already wrapped her body, which was confusing.

After collecting the sword, she seemed to be full of joy and muttered to herself: "It's really amazing!"

This scene happened to be peeped by Liu Feng in the dark, it turned out that he had not gone far, he had been watching, seeing that Tian Shaoqing was learning and using it, he said secretly: "So smart, I actually learned my palm technique that day." ”

He remembered the scene in Lingfu when he was seven years old, when he was also practicing swords, and his bearded uncle taught him all day long, and every time he would report the progress to his grandfather, he remembered one time: "The young master is really talented, the master has only practiced once, and he has memorized it, and he has changed it himself, which is more powerful!"

"Well, after all, his father has a successor!" the laughter of the outer arms still echoed in his ears, and in retrospect, it was so beautiful.

Liu Feng stood quietly in the shade, looking at Tian Shaoqing motionlessly, his heartstrings trembled, although he lost his old dream, his dead soul was rekindled, soft eyes, cheerful breathing, and wonderful infatuation.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile like a dream, flying in a luxury that he had never dared to touch.

He stared at Tian Shaoqing tightly, his eyebrows like a sword, and quietly unfolded a line, in his clear and bright eyes, the light was blazing, but for the first time, he showed a gentle and watery style.

At this moment, it seems real and illusory, should it or shouldn't?

He didn't know it himself, he only knew that it was so sweet, and all the bitterness in the past was exchanged for a worthy aftertaste.

The starlight was brilliant, shining out of the cracks in the trees, shining on his face, and it was also hazy like waves, clear and beautiful, bathing in his elegance.

He smiled, and finally couldn't help but lean against the wall, savoring their encounter, the cruelty of the encounter, and the beauty of the reunion.

The boundless earth was silent, the wind that wanted to be quiet and moving, the past that stirred his eyes, he was bitter, and she was cold: "What reason do you have to say that Master Huang is the Ling Kun you are looking for?"

Her soft hair fluttering, her radiant face, and her wisdom give her nobility and radiate a rare brilliance.

How mysterious it was, as if everything was mixed in his madness, "In my eyes, my word is the best reason!

Ah, cold, indifferent.

Suddenly, her voice became clearer: "Even if Huang Gongzi is poor, he still has a filial piety, which is many times better than your indiscriminate killing of innocents!"

The interweaving of evil and evil made his cheeks sweat at the moment, and this acquaintance was like in a dream, rolling an unforgettable picture, constantly flipping.

Chen Cang, Qingcheng, seriously injured, attacking himself, his paranoia, her stubbornness, two by two, he yelled angrily.

Pursuit, competition, courage, boldness, what could be sweeter than this aftertaste?

Liu Feng's mind was full of her in an instant, and every scene made him ecstatic and excited, this girl who was called stupid by herself, her innocence, kindness, and change, seemed distant and kind.

It's just that in the depths of his soul, this warmth has long been buried by him, and how many years have passed, and she has been aroused by her, so since then her shadow has been in his heart.

The innocent childhood, the happiness of helping each other, when it comes back, is an indelible comfort.

The small boat, the beautiful encounter, and the memories began like that.

"Boatman, get out of the boat!"

"Someone is chasing me, please trouble you, hurry up and sail, these are all for you!"

The begging girl, the stunned boatman, the feeling of déjà vu is so similar, no matter how long it takes, Liu Feng can't forget the pain when he was a child.

Suddenly, thunder and rain came together, followed by a gentle, caring, turning back person, and smiling.

It was supposed to be a moving hug, but it became a fear, a hesitant, a bright girl, it turns out that you are so innocent, you don't know that he is a fake boatman, it is the Liu Feng who kills people, creates killing, and adds to the soul, it is Liu Feng who once hurt you and almost killed you!

Liu Feng was in tears in his heart, he didn't know what to do, panicked because of bitterness, because of sweetness, or because of pain? He hadn't tasted the taste of being cared for for a long time, and at that moment, he only felt that he was very happy.

Just thinking about it, he was suddenly awakened by a cry of pain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Tian Shaoqing walking on tiptoe in the courtyard, so he was injured in the front, and then he practiced again, which led to difficulty step by step, loss of strength in his hands, and the tip of the sword was stuck to the ground.

She pressed her chest, her face furrowed.

Liu Feng saw it from a distance, knowing that it was the injury caused by the five elements array poking the soles of her feet, and the wound was very likely to have been cracked, so she stepped forward quickly and helped her, probably because she didn't go away, she only felt that her body was so soft, and she was a little distracted for a while, and said in a panic: "Sit down!"

After helping her sit down on the stone steps, he sat cross-legged behind him, his palms pouring true power from the point on her back.

But there was a trace of heat pouring into Tian Shaoqing's body, straight to the dantian heart, she suddenly felt much more comfortable, her pale cheeks gradually became rosy, and she couldn't help but say: "Thank you!"

Liu Feng didn't speak, just concentrating on his skills.

Tian Shaoqing could almost hear his breathing, and was very moved to see him working so hard to save himself, but when he thought of the siege outside, he immediately turned his head and said sincerely: "I have been rescued by you three times and five times, Tian Shaoqing is grateful! Now that the enemy is present, you must preserve your strength, don't consume too much true qi for me, I'm fine, just rest for a few days." The tone was still weak, and there was something weak.

Liu Feng knew that she was struggling to support, so he intercepted the words and said, "Don't speak!" and brought up a few more internal forces.

The sound of frogs in the dark is endless, adding a touch of strange atmosphere to this watery night.

When Liu Feng got up, she was no longer as energetic as before, one hand was always pressed to her heart, Tian Shaoqing turned her head, and she was looking at this subtle movement in her eyes, she was sensitive and delicate, and after a little thought, it was known that Liu Feng's injury had not healed.

But even if Liu Feng was repeatedly wasted, she was still willing to lend a helping hand to help her get healthy, did she have any sense? Just as she was about to say something, Liu Feng seemed to notice it, and glanced at her in a hurry, before he came into contact with her gaze, he turned his face away and pretended to be calm: "You stay here to recuperate with peace of mind, and after a while, you and I will get better from our injuries, and then leave together!"

Turning around, seeing Tian Shaoqing staring at him, thoughtfully, he also hurriedly turned his back and said, "It's not early, you have a good rest!" and walked away quickly.

Tian Shaoqing sat alone for a while, then returned to the room, and when he was asleep at the third watch, he was suddenly awakened by a banging sound.

She thought for a while, but she didn't know what was going on, so she simply went out of the room to see, and walked to a small courtyard, but found Liu Feng squatting in front of a stone tablet to engrave words.

The courtyard is surrounded by fine rooms on all sides, forming a circumference, splitting a passage in the center of the two houses in front, paved with bluestone, leading to the long corridor outside, Tian Shaoqing came from the bluestone path, tiptoe to the courtyard.

She was accustomed to walking with a sword, so when she stopped walking, because her strength had not recovered, she bent over and bent her back, pointing her sword at the ground, and supporting herself.

At that time, Liu Feng looked at her with his back to her, holding a knife in his hand, and carved it on the stone tablet, the stone tablet was placed horizontally on the ground, and was blocked by his figure, Tian Shaoqing could only see the movement of his arm, and he couldn't see the handwriting clearly.

A pile of firewood was lit next to it, mixed with the moonlight, which lit up the entire courtyard.

When Tian Shaoqing walked forward, he saw the words 'Ma Xiguang' at a distance of less than one zhang.

Seeing her staring around, Liu Feng was slightly stunned, and also glanced back, surprised that she had learned her secret, and for a while, her heart was full of mixed feelings, sad, bitter, uncomfortable, and all kinds of complex emotions came together.

He had a kind of fragility that was pierced through by someone, tears flashed suddenly in his eyes, and somehow, he quickly turned his head, clenched the knife, and pierced the stone tablet hard, and the knife was in his hand, faster and faster.

Tian Shaoqing knew that he was actually very scared, standing behind him and staring at his back, and secretly thought: Late at night, he didn't go to rest, but at this moment, he commemorated Ma Xiguang, who didn't know if he was a friend, and it was his ruthlessness that made Ma Xiguang die blindly, and he couldn't tell the truth at that time, so that Ma Xiguang's life returned to Huangquan.

Ma Xiguang didn't know Liu Mufeng's real name when he died, let alone Liu Mufeng's intention to defeat the Chu State.

Liu Feng was indeed ruthless towards Ma Xiguang, and everyone, as well as the dead Ma Xiguang, resented Liu Mufeng, thinking that he was a cold and despicable villain.

Whether Liu Feng is or not, Tian Shaoqing can't describe it, he only knows that the two armies are fighting, each with its own master, but Liu Feng's methods are not bright, but he has not completely lost his nature.

She is very contradictory, if Liu Feng really kills people without blinking, why do you carve this inscription?

Is it to make the conscience feel good?

Maybe this moment is the real him, the Liu Feng with innocence, Tian Shaoqing's heart was touched, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Looking back at Liu Feng, it may be that someone is standing beside him, or it may be that he wants to finish carving the inscription as soon as possible, he suddenly sped up his strength and used both hands together.