"Patriarch, Miss Feng Qi has slipped out again..." A young man in dark red clothes in the gorgeous hall leaned over and said to Feng Duran above. Feng Duran looked at the sky outside with a slightly deep look: "Let her go." Feng Wu, Xiao Qi hasn't grown up yet, you have to take care of it..." sighed softly, looking at the handsome young man below and spoke. "Don't worry, patriarch, I will take good care of Xiao Qi, and don't worry too much about the patriarch, our Feng clan will eventually return to its former glory. The young man's clear voice made his outstanding face appear more and more gentle, faintly revealing a hint of seduction. Feng Duran's eyes were a little gloomy when she heard this, but she still nodded: "That's it, I know your intentions, you can go." Protect her. A gentle smile flashed across the boy's face, and a pleasant aura spread all over him. "Patriarch Xie, Feng Wu retired. Seeing Feng Dusk nodding, Feng Wu walked out with brisk steps. 'Little Qi・・・・・・ Feng Wu silently read in his heart, and then flew out of the island.

Feng Qi outside Fengshen Island chuckled: "Hmph, it's not like Miss Ben came out." Hey, hey, little blue, little snow, I'm here!" After speaking, he turned into a real body and flew forward, watching her fly away, Feng Wu also followed.

And Lan Feimo of the Spirit Clan didn't know that the two daughters were already on the way to find her, and she didn't have the heart to take care of it, the four of Mo Bing had been in retreat for more than a month, but there was still no movement, which made Lan Feimo faintly worried, and now Mo Qi finally had some movement, so that Lan Feimo's heart was slightly lowered, watching the chaotic aura around Mo Qi's room gradually return to calm, and a celestial phenomenon finally appeared above the room, Lan Feimo looked at the burning clouds above his head, the fairy bridge and the molten slurry surged, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, ' What a miraculous phenomenon...・・There is a hell under the Xianqiao Bridge, who is this kidding?' just finished complaining, and the celestial phenomena above gradually disappeared, suppressed the speechlessness in his heart, and looked at the door of Moqi's room.

"Young Master..." Mo Qi pushed open the door and saw Lan Feimo looking at him, a trace of strangeness flashed in his heart, and he lowered his head to speak without Lan Feimo's gaze. Lan Feimo didn't notice that something was wrong with Moqi, and observed Moqi's cultivation: "Let's go and stabilize the cultivation first, Mobing and they haven't moved yet." Mo Qi nodded, looked in the direction of Mo Bing and the others and went back to the room, Mo Qi's face when he returned to the room was no longer calm, but a red cloud and embarrassment.

"Why did there be a young master in the scene of my heart demon tribulation just now, and he is also a young master in women's clothes!" Thinking of the previous scene, Mo Qi's face turned even redder, "That's fake, that's fake..." Mo Qi, who was silently reading in his heart, thought of the scene where Lan Feimo was snuggled up to him in women's clothes, and reached out and touched his lips, "It feels good..." Moqi, Moqi, what are you thinking, the young master is a man. When he said the last sentence, he didn't notice a hint of loss in his tone. I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and suppressed the distracting thoughts in my heart to stabilize the cultivation that had just broken through the Yuan Infant.

A week passed slowly, Mo Bing and Mo Lin also broke through one after another, and after Yuan Ying went out of the customs to report security, they also went to stabilize their cultivation, Lan Feimo sat in the courtyard and looked at Mo Yue's room, his face was calm and depressed, and the melancholy that flashed in his eyes from time to time made Xiao Wu a little silent. "Master, are you worried about Sister Moyue?" Seeing Lan Feimo sipping tea expressionlessly, Xiao Wu opened her mouth a little uneasily, Lan Feimo's eyes fluctuated, and a deep voice sounded: "Well, according to the qualifications, the four of them are almost the same, there should be no possibility of failure, the only possibility is the heart demon tribulation... But they have never gone out of the spirit clan, what is the heart demon that she can't cross?" Speaking of the last sentence, Lan Feimo was also a little puzzled, and Mo Qi, who had just walked out of the door, heard Lan Feimo's words, and his eyes sank.

"Don't worry, master, it'll be fine. Xiao Wu's immature voice made Lan Feimo smile slightly, but he was not at ease in his heart. Mo Qi walked over and stood next to Lan Feimo, his lips moved before he could make a sound, he was startled by the disorder of the surrounding aura, Lan Feimo stood up and looked at Mo Yue's room: "The sign of falling into the heart demon." Lan Feimo's words made Mo Qi condense for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at Lan Feimo, after all, he didn't make a sound, Mo Lin and Mo Bing were also alarmed by the instability of this aura, and when they came out, they saw the expressions of Lan Feimo and the two of them, and they knew that something was wrong, and looked at Mo Yue's room with some concern.

"Xiao Wu, spread an illusion around the island, and not even a single insect is allowed to enter. Lan Feimo's somewhat cold voice sounded, Xiao Wu shook her body and hurriedly acted, Mo Bing and the three of them looked at Lan Feimo, not understanding Lan Feimo's intentions. "Master, all right. Xiao Wu fell from the sky and looked at Lan Feimo and said. Lan Feimo looked at a few people: "You are guarding the door, no matter what happens, you can't let people in, and you can't come in." As he spoke, he pushed open Mo Yue's door and walked in, looking at Mo Yue's blood-congested skin, he sighed in his heart, it was useless to find the elders to come over at this time, if he was interrupted, he would definitely lose his cultivation and even break the spiritual root, and he could no longer practice. "That's the only way..." A look of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he was still determined.

Walking to Mo Yue's bedside, he reluctantly combed the surrounding aura with his spiritual power, then pulled up his sleeves to expose his arms, and the ice blade condensed in his palm slashed towards his wrist: "I take blood as a symbol, spirit as a dream, soul as a force, and will as a bridge, the end of his dream, my end..." The blood on the wrist fell on Mo Yue's eyebrows drop by drop, and as Lan Feimo continued to speak, a trace of black gas appeared beside the two of them, and they withdrew the arm hanging above Mo Yue's head, and pointed their right hand on the center of her eyebrows, drawing out a trace of blood to the center of their eyebrows: "Returning to the Dream Divine Guide!" The surrounding black qi dissipated instantly, Lan Feimo looked at himself lying on the ground, his soul evoked a wry smile, and turned into a point of light into Mo Yue's spiritual consciousness sea.

Several people outside the door also noticed the cold aura at that moment, but it suddenly dissipated after a while, and Mo Bing shook his body and looked at the room with some uneasiness. Mo Yue's spiritual consciousness is not as disordered and restless as outside, but full of calm. Lan Feimo floated forward for a while, and saw Mo Yue's spirit lying there quietly in the corner, with a peaceful smile on his face, touching Mo Yue's soul, but there was no reaction at all, "Are you sinking deeper and deeper..." Looking at Mo Yue, who had a calm face, Lan Feimo leaned forward gently, and then the spirit disappeared, and the scene changed abruptly.

In the silent valley, full of peach blossoms, a green meadow from time to time there are spirit rabbits jumping around, the gentle wind rolls up the peach blossom petals like a rain of flowers hovering in the air for a long time, Lan Feimo walked forward, and saw a row of houses, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, 'The person in front of the room is his own ・・・・・・' Before he walked over, he saw Mo Yue coming out of the room with a soft smile and putting on his 'own' arm and walking towards the room, seeing this, Lan Feimo didn't understand anything:" I was a little heavy to save you from being injured, but I never thought that I was the 'culprit', and it really had a cause and effect. Sighing silently, Lan Feimo also walked towards the house, and when he entered the room through the wall, he saw Mo Yue putting food on the table, and was silent for a moment, not knowing how to make Mo Yue sober.

Looking around the room, when he saw the weak water piano next to the screen, he was slightly moved: "It's all up to you..." "Gently stroked the weak water piano, slightly with a vague opening, the fingers moved slightly, but through the strings, 'sure enough, it doesn't work...' raised his eyes to look at the two people at the table, and saw that 'himself' had a strange smile on his face, and knew that time was running out, and he ruthlessly peeled off a wisp of his soul and shot it towards the strings, "Zheng" The two people at the table who woke up with a startled sound, Mo Yue looked at the weak water qin, a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes and suddenly drowned, Lan Feimo couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but he could also feel some from his expression, and endured the pain caused by his soul, came to Mo Yue's side, stretched out his arm and pointed to Mo Yue's eyebrows, condensed the power of the divine soul at his fingertips, and a faint light rushed into Mo Yue's mind: "Mo Yue, wake up." The voice that endured the pain made Mo Yue's body tremble: "Young Master..." Conscious, the surrounding environment gradually collapsed, Mo Yue finally saw Lan Feimo in front of him who was gradually dissipating, and big tears fell: "I know, I know it's all fake... But I don't want to wake up, although it's just a dream, but I'm very happy, even if the ending is death... I don't regret it, but why are you so good to us, young master, no matter what, why wake me up regardless of the injury..."

Lan Feimo heard Mo Yue's words before dissipating in this world, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound after all. The scene was shattered, and after the soul returned to the body, Lan Feimo opened his eyes and spurted out a mouthful of blood, coughed lightly, and saw that the aura around Mo Yue's body had calmed down, and he wanted to stand up and walk out, but he didn't expect the aura next to Mo Yue to suddenly riot again, and the whole person was unsuspectingly thrown out of the door and smashed into the yard, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, "cough, cough, cough, Mo Qi and the others noticed that the aura was calm, and as soon as they put their minds at ease, they felt a moment of riot again, and then they saw Lan Feimo being smashed out and fainting, Mo Lin exclaimed in surprise and ran over to help Lan Feimo up, but was picked up by Mo Qi and rushed to the room first.

Xiao Wu flew in and checked Lan Feimo on the bed: "The soul is damaged, and I have internal injuries." "After saying it a little indifferently, he stopped talking, and the internal injuries healed, but the soul had to be repaired little by little, and it was so serious... What did the master do?" Xiao Wu wondered in his heart, and looked at Lan Feimo, who was unconscious, "Why is the master always injured after coming to the Spirit Clan." Thinking about it, he looked at a few people and said, "Go out, I will help the master heal." Mo Qi's eyes flashed, and he pulled the two out of the way. Mo Yue in the other room had already broken through, and when she opened her eyes, she only saw the blood on the floor but no one was seen, and she felt a pain in her heart, regardless of the stability of her cultivation, she walked out of the room with a pale face, and saw the three of Mo Qi coming out of Lan Feimo's room. "What's wrong with the young master?" said a little anxiously, Mo Qi glanced at her: "You better go and stabilize your cultivation first, and then I think we need to talk about it." After speaking, he went back to the room without waiting for Mo Yue to speak, Mo Bing and Mo Lin glanced at each other, Mo Bing also went back to the room, Mo Lin looked at Mo Yue and wanted to say something, moved her lips and still didn't make a sound, just helped Mo Yue back to the room. Mo Yue looked back at the blood stains on the ground and the closed door of Lan Feimo's room, tears fell, but she didn't struggle to get over.

(A few more have been added to the collection, Nuo'er is so happy (ˉˉ), thank you for your support, Nuo'er will work hard, ask for recommendation.) ）