243. The world will be pure only when the heart is pure
I haven't seen it for a few years, Feng's body is still as thin as it is!
"wind!"
"Heiyan, your skills have always been better than mine!"
Feng Zhisheng also hugged Hei Yanying fiercely. Although the two men hugged each other, it should be very ugly, but the two people hugged each other without any intention of being in harmony!
Because... they appreciate each other, because they actually have some kind of feelings that care about each other! [
"Haha, why are you still holding a grudge for what happened back then?"
Thinking back to the beginning, Feng Zhisheng had always suffered his losses and was always thrown by him.
"Just, if you hold a grudge, do you think I will still play this game with you when I take the initiative to see you? Isn't that a shame?"
"Well, haha, I'm relieved when you say this. Feng misses you so much! Your hair... is so long again."
"I'm a personal hobby, let alone you didn't give me a barber in the Dark Palace, so I can't get my hair."
"No? Hahaha, all the responsibility has been pushed to me. I don't believe that you have never left the Temple of Darkness for so many years."
"...I've had it, but it's really not many. Okay, stop talking, go in first. Standing at the door of this corridor, I don't think it's a good thing."
He doesn't like being understood by others, and he doesn't like others entering his world. He no longer dares to believe anyone casually, and never dares to do it again!
"Okay, go in!"
Of course, Hei Yanying did not forget his true purpose of coming to the Palace of Darkness. It was time for him to meet that woman, and it was time for him to formalize the hatred in his heart!
Another door opened, and a rare trace of tenderness appeared on the face of the Wind Saint. This is a room in the Hall of Darkness that will never be opened several times a year.
Unless he wants to be cowardly, unless he wants to immerse himself in the painful past, unless... unless he wants to immerse himself in the thoughts of missing Chen Jiayi...
The environment inside the opened door is sober, light and has no darkness. This is probably the last trace of pure land in the Palace of Darkness, a trace of uncontaminated pure land!
"Sit down, Black Flame!"
"Wow, wind, are you still keeping here?"
When the dungeon was just established, my mother came here once and said she liked this room. When the Dark Palace was given to the Wind Saint, he occasionally knew that his mother liked this room, so she kept it all the time and never had it.
Any pollution!
“…
It’s not something he can’t expect to fall in love with Chen Jiayi, and it’s not something he can control. To put it bluntly, it’s really a bit deformed. After all, Chen Jiayi is so much older than him, so he is enough to be his mother!
"Okay, let's not talk about it, how about it? Feng, have you been doing well recently?"[
"What do you think?"
Without answering the question, Feng Zhisheng took out a bottle of world-class Bordeaux red wine from a wine cabinet here and poured a glass of Hei Yanying first.
"Feng, your complexion is much better, really."
"Thank you, come and toast. This top BORDEAUX Bordeaux red wine has been around for more than 100 years. I usually can't bear to drink it. I have been treasured for a long time."