The color of the sky has dimmed. After walking for a day, I am exhausted, but there is still an endless mountain road under my feet. Looking up, the bright moon is dim in the sky, and the stars appear, but the "Pojun" is dim. Jian Yao frowned slightly,

He slowly put his finger into his mouth, and when he took it out, a drop of blood was crystal clear.

"Pa!" Blood drops fell on the center of the white jade-like palm. Just when Jian Yao was about to look, a strong wind blew and pushed Jian Yao back a few steps. There were fallen leaves all around, and Jian Yao's heart tightened. It was an ominous sign.

, when I looked at the sky again, the wind and clouds were flowing, and the "Pojun" disappeared in the sky...

"The war...is over..." Jian Yao murmured, his heart aching slightly, who is it?

Jian Yao lay lazily on the tall bluestone alone, silently watching the branches swaying in the wind. The beauty of this world is impeccable. The lush camphor and green leaves on the side can make people forget the troubles of the world in an instant. Low

When I first looked at the purple-black blood stains on my palms, my heart felt stuffy for no reason.

"Huh? Why are you taking it easy? Aren't you on your way?"

Feng Xie came over with a water bag. Jian Yao had been acting strangely since last night. He didn't speak or urge him to go on his way. This morning, he was even more lazy and had to rest several times on a short stretch of mountain road.

"It doesn't matter whether we rush or not, the 'Pojun' has fallen, and the war is settled!" Jian Yao's face was cold and calm. Feng Xie turned his head to look at the blood stains on her palm, and curiously reached out to poke it.

"Have you ever studied the I Ching?"

"It's just superficial!" Jian Yao put her palms together. The master left early. She didn't learn anything during her time in Qingyan. Although people around her praised her, she knew that for Jian Mu Cheng, she still had far to learn.

It was far from enough. So she couldn't calculate the position of "Pojun". She didn't know who the missing star was? Was it Yi Huaisha? Or Zuo Shidu? Or was it Jimo? No! Not Jimo!

After thinking about it for a lifetime, Jian Yao was also frightened by himself! When did he have deeper feelings for Jimo? That man with lonely and gentle eyes, that alien prince with a cold body and a fiery heart.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xie saw Jian Yao staring blankly at his fingertips, and curiously stepped forward to knock her on the head. Jian Yao was used to Feng Xie's hands-on behavior, and knew that he would not stick to trivial matters.

Stop worrying about it, turn around and look at him, and ask with some hesitation:

"Why are you approaching me?"

Avoiding Feng Xie's glaring gaze, Jian Yao carefully recalled the scene of getting along. She still didn't understand what someone like Feng Xie wanted from her? And that agreement...

His body suddenly felt warm, and Jian Yao was pulled into a hot embrace. Feng Xie kissed Jian Yao passionately without any warning. The tree shadows swayed, and Jian Yao stared at the handsome face in front of him, squinting.

Feng Xie's eyes were slightly closed with long eyelashes. At this moment, he couldn't see those dreamy ice-blue eyes, and could only smell the faint fragrance of purple jade and golden sandalwood on his body.

"Because I like you!" The hoarse voice stimulated Jian Yao's blood-filled mind.

"Pah!" Jian Yao swung it away without hesitation. Feng Xie didn't even try to hide. His right cheek suddenly became red and swollen. Feng Xie's face turned sideways and his face changed. Jian Yao didn't have time to discern his emotions.

, a rogue smiling face turned before his eyes.
Chapter completed!