"For whom will the beauty smile, and when will the youth be cast away? In this world of mortals, the heart never grows old. When you are not around, people are like grass. If you cannot climb high alone, your white hair will rise steeply. When the beauty grows old, who will paint the beauty with black eyebrows?"
In the Wu Pagoda, there is a burst of heavenly sounds reverberating, a guzheng playing softly, unspeakable sadness, life does not last forever, beauty is easy to grow old.
Feng Feiyun heard this song from afar. It was indescribably beneficial to people's body and mind. It made people intoxicated and saddened.
This singing voice can only be sung by a beauty.
The singing continues, but there are few lingering sounds.
Squeak!
Feng Feiyun opened the door and looked at the beauty inside. Nangong Hongyan was still sitting on the stone couch as gently as before, putting aside the purple wood guzheng in her hand.
Feng Feiyun's steps were very light, not wanting to disturb her tranquility.
And she also turned her back to Feng Feiyun, as if she didn't know that he had returned. She took out a crimson knife from between her sleeves, picked up a crystal clear snow pear, pinched it between the knife and her slender white fingers.
Go ahead and peel it gently.
Swish! Swish!
Her hands were soft and slender, and her fingers were like onions carved from white jade, flawless. The sharp knife in her hand looked much gentler, without any murderous intent.
Feng Feiyun walked gently behind her, and he could smell the fragrance emanating from her hair, white clothes, and neck. It was like a pure white spiritual flower, making people want to hold her in their hands.
.
There was a layer of white gauze on her face, and her expression at the moment could not be seen, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, like stars in the dark night.
"I'm back!" said.
The skin falls off, the knife falls!
A moist and attractive Sydney pear has been completely peeled!
"Here you go!" Nangong Hongyan blinked and handed the freshly peeled snow pear to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun took Xue Li and sat next to her, like a wanderer returning home, reminiscing with his beloved wife at home. He wanted to tell her all about the hardships of leaving home, but he was afraid that she would
My dear wife is too worried, but she can't say a single sad word, so she keeps it in her heart and bears it alone.
"I just heard you singing again!" Feng Feiyun held the crystal pear in his hands like a piece of beautiful jade and was reluctant to eat it.
"Yeah!" Nangong Hongyan responded softly.
However, you only like to sing alone when you are most afraid. As you sing, you feel even more afraid. What are you afraid of?"
"You remember it so clearly!" Nangong Hongyan said.
"I remember every word you said very clearly." Feng Feiyun said.
The crimson knife in Nangong Hongyan's hand was like a drop of blood, spinning between her fingers, and she said slowly: "I'm afraid that one day I will grow old and turn into a gray-haired old woman with white hair and white eyebrows.
The skin on his face became withered and yellow, covered with wrinkles, his back was hunched, and his body was rickety. Then he died alone in a mud house that no one cared about... and finally turned into a white skeleton in a barren mountain, and the bones were eaten by wild dogs.
Take it in your mouth..."
She was sighing, showing her emotions, and her expression was so excited that people couldn't help but feel sad for her.
"If such a day really comes, there will definitely be a gray-haired old man beside you, holding a pipe in his mouth, holding a snow pear freshly peeled by an old woman, with missing teeth, squatting at the door of the earthen house, mouthing a mouthful
While chewing the pear, he yelled, "Old lady, this pear is not cleanly peeled, there is still a core in it!" Feng Feiyun gently held her waist and held her delicate body in his arms.
She also gently leaned her face against Feng Feiyun's chest, closed her eyes, and seemed to be looking forward to such a future, but soon her eyes suddenly opened again, and the knife in her hand became a little colder.
Said: "What men say is for young and beautiful women. Thirty years from now, I will be old, but you will still be young and handsome. By then..."
"At that time, you will still be the most beautiful woman in the world." Feng Feiyun gently stroked her face with his hand and murmured: "People will grow old after all. Even if they have cultivated the Holy Spirit, it will be difficult for them to grow old."
Escape from old age, sickness and death. Don’t be afraid, beauty. In my heart, you will always be the tall beauty who was abducted by my sweet words when you were the youngest and most beautiful."
Nangong Hongyan's hands were trembling a little, and she couldn't hold the knife firmly.
"You don't understand at all!" Nangong Hongyan bit her teeth gently. She felt that Feng Feiyun was a fool, but just because of these idiotic words made her hesitate.
She was afraid that with this sword strike, she would never meet a fool like Feng Feiyun again.
"Haha!" Feng Feiyun suddenly laughed, snatched the crimson knife from Nangong Hongyan's hand, and said with a smile: "After peeling the fruit, you should put the knife down, otherwise it will be easy to hurt people, and you will be injured easily.
Own."
Nangong Hongyan was slightly surprised and wanted to take the knife back, but her little hand was tightly held by Feng Feiyun. She raised her eyebrows, thinking that Feng Feiyun had discovered her identity, and said coldly:
"What do you want to do?"
Murderous intent began to brew in her heart, and she put her other hand behind her back, intending to unfold the Hongluan Fire Clothes and kill Feng Feiyun.
"I want to give you something." Feng Feiyun put his hands on her weak shoulders, pressed her gently on the stone couch, and said with a smile: "Sit tight and don't move!"
Nangong Hongyan was very confused. She suppressed her murderous intention and wanted to see what Feng Feiyun was doing. The mysterious expression on this guy's face made her feel a little curious.
Feng Feiyun turned around and carved patterns on the stone wall. He also carved patterns around the stone couch. Some of the patterns were very deep. Even Nangong Hongyan had never seen or heard of them before.
What is he doing?
Does he want to seal me in the ancient formation?
Nangong Hongyan gritted her teeth, and her heart was full of hatred. She really couldn't believe even a single word of the man's words. Feng Feiyun, a cunning man, deliberately used sweet words to make me relax my vigilance, and then he wanted to put me to death. Okay.
, He is indeed the son of a demon, with a vicious mind, and the city is really deep.
It's not that easy to trap me to death. Since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being rude to you!
The more Nangong Hongyan thought about it, the angrier she became. The slightest affection for Feng Feiyun that she had originally had was gone now. A ball of flame had condensed in her palms, and her beautiful eyes had become cold, and her whole person was about to turn into one.
Red fire cloud.
"Okay, it's time to start! As long as I dig out the phoenix bone from my body and let you take it, your body will be able to breed spiritual guidance, and you can completely embark on the path of cultivating immortals, and your physique is comparable to the epic level.
Genius...you..."
Feng Feiyun turned around, stared at Nangong Hongyan in surprise, walked over angrily, snatched the crimson knife from Nangong Hongyan's hand, and shouted: "Why did you hold the knife in your hand again?
What if I hurt myself?”
Nangong Hongyan felt the knife in her hand slip and fall into Feng Feiyun's hand again!
"I...I..." Nangong Hongyan's mind was a little blank, and she even stuttered when she spoke, "What did you just say? Phoenix bones?"
Feng Feiyun held the crimson knife in his hand, nodded and said: "The phoenix bone is the bone of the phoenix, and it is also one of the four most spiritual treasures. If you can absorb this piece of phoenix bone, then you can
Then you can embark on the path of cultivating immortality, and Hongyan no longer has to worry about becoming an old woman, quack!"
"The phoenix bone is something in mythical legends, how could it exist in reality?" Nangong Hongyan couldn't control herself, her heart was beating rapidly, and her heart was a little confused.
"I said, you are a tall and beautiful girl who was abducted by my sweet words, so I must abduct you. When you abduct a girl, you always have to pay a price."
Feng Feiyun held the crimson knife and inserted it into his chest with a pop, piercing into the flesh and blood. With one stroke of the knife, he pulled out a blood mark as big as his palm, as if his entire chest was covered with blood.
Throw it away.
Nangong Hongyan was stunned there, a pair of beautiful eyes staring closely at Feng Feiyun's hand, staring at the handle, staring at the blood marks that were cut, her pair of jade hands had already been squeezed tightly, and her heart seemed to be touched.
, it started beating quickly.
She originally came to kill Feng Feiyun, but now she was worried that Feng Feiyun would kill her with a knife.
Wow!
A piece of crimson brilliance shot out from the blood mark, as bright as a flaming star, containing a scorching temperature. If this light had not been blocked by those formations, it would have definitely turned the night into day.
Feng Feiyun took out the piece of phoenix bone that was already connected to his own flesh and blood with his hands, and held it in his hand, still dripping with golden blood and glowing red.
"This is the phoenix bone!" Feng Feiyun handed it to Nangong Hongyan.
"I...I don't want it!" Nangong Hongyan clenched her teeth, her delicate body trembling a little, as if running away, running towards the outside of the stone room. She just felt that at this time, she didn't even want to look at Feng Feiyun, and she didn't even want to
Don't dare to look at him.
This bastard is not only a fool, but also a lunatic!
If he knew that I was the mysterious master, he would definitely be extremely sad. He would only think that he was blind and saw the wrong person. She was not a beauty at all, but a cruel woman who killed without blinking an eye.
"Come back!"
Feng Feiyun grabbed Nangong Hongyan's jade arm, caught her back directly, pushed her down on the stone couch, and fed her the phoenix bones.
Most of the principles on the phoenix bone have been refined by Feng Feiyun's flesh and blood, and the scorching fire-like temperature has completely cooled down, and even a mortal body can withstand it.
"Feng Feiyun, you can't do this to me!" Nangong Hongyan hit Feng Feiyun on the chest with her fist, the thoughts in her heart were extremely complicated.
Two tears fell from the corners of her eyes, but this time they were genuine.
Fake tears are tiring to cry; real tears are painful to cry.
"If I don't have the phoenix bone, I can still cultivate it on my own. But if you don't have the phoenix bone, how can you grow old with me?" The blood marks on Feng Feiyun's chest have slowly healed, with a provocative smile on his face.
Gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Nangong Hongyan's eyes, as if teasing a little girl.