Dongfang Jingyue is as tender as water. Even if you can't see her face, just seeing her sparkling eyes is already intoxicating and addictive.
"Are you... okay?" Feng Feiyun said
After Nangong Hongyan died, Feng Feiyun drank the demon's blood and turned into a demon. Even he himself was unconscious. At that time, only Dongfang Jingyue was following him. When he fell, it was Dongfang Jingyue who sent him to the Beast Taming Studio.
All these storms and clouds have vague images and have never been forgotten
"Yes." Dongfang Jingyue nodded and then said, "Would you like to listen to a pipa song?"
“All ears”
Feng Feiyun stood under the osmanthus tree with blooming petals, her long hair swaying in the wind, staring closely at the beautiful woman in front of her, thinking quietly.
There are so many turmoils in the past and present life, but the pipa is still the most intoxicating
The sound of pipa lasts forever
Time seems to have stopped at this moment. Even Yun Ge, who has always been mean-mouthed, is lying quietly on Dongfang Jingyue's shoulder, seeming to be intoxicated by the music.
Just one song
Dongfang Jingyue retracted her finger and said: "How long did it take for you to leave the Shenjin Dynasty?"
"Within three months," Feng Feiyun said
Feng Feiyun originally wanted to say that he had saved Goddess Taiwei, but in the end he changed his mind and did not mention her name in front of Dongfang Jingyue.
"You have a way to leave the Shenjin Dynasty" Dongfang Jingyue said
Feng Feiyun said: "There is a way."
Dongfang Jingyue's eyes were filled with emotion and she said, "Can you take me away with you?"
"This..." Feng Feiyun opened his lips and wanted to ask something, but in the end, nothing came out.
"It's inconvenient." Dongfang Jingyue slowly lowered his head.
"sorry"
Feng Feiyun turned around and walked away without stopping. He left Silver Hook Valve in silence all the way and soon arrived outside Dazaifu again.
Yao Ji had already come back from the palace. When he saw Feng Feiyun appearing in the study, he immediately smiled charmingly and said: "The son of the demon seems to have something on his mind. Could it be that he is worried about a certain confidante?"
Feng Feiyun put back his somewhat messy thoughts and smiled: "What news did I get?"
"Which one do you want to hear first, good news or bad news?" Yao Ji has changed out of his official robe and is wearing a moon-white undershirt with a maroon hooded satin draped over it. He looks like a rich lady.
"Good news," Feng Feiyun said
"Goddess Taiwei will live in Taiwei Temple when she comes back," Yao Ji said with a smile.
Feng Feiyun's face showed joy and he said: "What about the bad news?"
"The empress also lives in Taiwei Temple," Yao Jida said
Feng Feiyun's face suddenly darkened. Long Jiangling is so hateful. She must be setting up a trap for me. As long as I dare to go to Taiwei Temple, I will definitely be killed by her.
Yao Ji said: "There is another news that the empress brought back half of the defensive formations arranged by the Ascension Realm monks from somewhere. In the past month, the royal family has completely destroyed the defensive formations and Dragon Spirit Stones of the half of the Ascension Realm monks. Once connected, the gods today are truly impregnable.”
Feng Feiyun naturally knew where Long Jiangling's half of the formations came from, and couldn't help but think highly of her. This woman's wisdom and research on formations were comparable to those of monks in the Ascension Realm.
is an extremely formidable enemy
Feng Feiyun was about to stand up and leave Yao Ji, but he leaned over softly, his delicate body as soft as ice and snow, body fragrance like virginity, and said softly in Feng Feiyun's ear: "Don't leave tonight, okay?"
Feng Feiyun gently patted her shoulder, pulled up her half-slipped maroon brocade and said, "Let's do it another day."
Feng Feiyun left Dazaifu and looked at the lights in the divine capital. Even though the soldiers were approaching, this huge ancient city was still immersed in singing and dancing.
When Feng Feiyun returned to the princess mansion, he saw someone worshiping in front of the tomb.
"A great man of a generation died young. How sad, Brother Feng. Let's have another drink." Bi Ningshuai sat in front of Feng Feiyun's tombstone, poured the wine in the jug in front of the grave, and then took another sip himself.
The turtle lay on the tombstone and sighed: "The deceased is dead and cannot be resurrected. Please forgive me and accept the change."
"Mao, Brother Feng and I had a life-long friendship. When he was about to die, he even extorted my Blood God Jar and buried it in the coffin. This is not a life-and-death relationship, but it's a trap for friends." Bi Ning The handsome old man burst into tears and took another sip.
Mao Wugui said: "..."
Feng Feiyun stood behind Bi Ningshuai and patted his shoulder and said: "The bloody man jar is the head of the King of Hell and it will not do any good if it is placed on your body."
"I know it too. It's not the Bloody God Jar that makes me so angry. It's the fact that he didn't even leave two of the good things in his body for me. Hey, Lao Mao, how did you know that the Bloody God Jar is the head of the King of Hell..."
Bi Ningshuai suddenly felt a chill on his back and woke up from the alcohol. Most of his body was covered in goosebumps. He slowly turned his head and saw Feng Feiyun behind him who was smiling at him. He rubbed his eyes again and looked at the tombstone next to him. He said: Screaming like a pig: "It's haunted..."
He was just halfway through shouting when Feng Feiyun covered his mouth. Bi Ningshuai felt that Feng Feiyun's body was real, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fuck you, you actually crawled out of that evil coffin." When you came out, Lao Mao said you were dead."
The thatched turtle lying on the tombstone denied it seriously and said: "Are you kidding me? I am such an ignorant turtle. I have known for a long time that this disaster cannot be destroyed by heaven and cannot be buried by earth."
"I can change my face faster than I can flip a book with a turtle," Bi Ning said handsomely.
Feng Feiyun crawled out of the ancient Huangshi coffin beyond everyone's expectation. Long Cangyue, Little Evil Demon, and the Ji sisters came after hearing the news.
"When brother comes back, we no longer have to worry about being chased by people from the Yin and Yang Realms." The little evil devil was very happy and hugged Feng Feiyun's arm tightly. His beautiful face was pressed against Feng Feiyun's shoulder and he was very clingy.
Feng Feiyun was quite curious and said: "With a strong man like Uncle Mao guarding you, why are you afraid of being hunted down?"
Maowugui is a very powerful being that can beat the most powerful person in the Yang Realm to pieces.
Mao Wugui kept coughing and his voice became very weak and said: "To be honest, I have unparalleled fighting power and invincibility, but I was cursed many years ago and can only take action once in a thousand years. I have already taken action once in a thousand years. I have to take action again." Wait until a thousand years later”
"You can only take action once in a thousand years." Feng Feiyun said he didn't believe it. He had never heard of such a curse.
Mao Wugui looked like he had once been in a difficult situation and sighed: "Yes, I still remember running under the sunset that day. It was my lost youth."
"Then why do you need to bring a big pot to stew a pot of seafood soup tonight? The old turtle soup that has been cultivated for thousands of years is quite nourishing." Feng Feiyun lifted up the tail of the turtle.
Mao Wugui suddenly became anxious and said: "There is no other use. My turtle shell is extremely hard. I am not bragging. Even if the two palace masters of the Divine Spirit Palace come in person, they can't break my turtle shell."
“Really so hard”
Bi Ningshuai didn't believe it. He took out the Ming Bingzhuo and smashed it on the back of the turtle for a long time, but it didn't break the turtle shell. Instead, it hurt his hand.
Feng Feiyun still doesn't believe that this cunning old turtle can really only take action once in a thousand years. He always feels that it doesn't look like a turtle. After the transformation, it looks like one of the four demon clans, Xuanwu and Phoenix. existence
There is no truth in this turtle's mouth. It is difficult to determine which of its words are true and which are false.
Maowu Turtle was lying on the ground like a soft-shelled turtle, breathing feebly. It seemed that all his strength had been exhausted from the last attack.
"Why are you going to Taiwei Temple?" Everyone was shocked.
During this period, they would go out every day to inquire about the situation in the divine capital. They knew that the Taiwei Temple was extremely well guarded and there were extremely powerful people stationed there. People with evil intentions would be killed before they even approached the Taiwei Temple.
"The believers in Taiwei Temple are very devout, and there are several powerful people among them whose cultivation level is not inferior to yours," Long Cangyue said.
"I heard that although Goddess Taiwei looks exactly like Nangong Hongyan, she has no memory of Nangong Hongyan."
"She is a god. Since she is called evil, it will be difficult to deal with my brother. You have to be careful not to be fooled by her," said the little evil demon.
Feng Feiyun brought all of them into the Kingdom of Heaven except Mao Wugui, and then rushed towards Taiwei Temple.
"Why old man?" Mao Wugui looked bitter.
"Didn't you say that your tortoise shell defense is the best in the world? Who is the empress? If she were to find you in Taiwei Temple, you should be able to withstand it for a while," Feng Feiyun said.
"What a fool! The empress is actually in the Taiwei Temple. If I don't go, I really don't want to go... Damn, let go of my tail, let me go."
Feng Feiyun held Maowugui's tail and quickly arrived outside Taiwei Temple. Maowugui also decisively closed his mouth and did not dare to make any more noise.
The huge statue of the goddess Taiwei carved by Feng Feiyun on the bank of the Jin River has been transported to the divine capital. The Taiwei Temple is located below the statue of the goddess. At a glance, it is full of shrines and temples, brightly lit with divine light.
The cold wind chases the biting cold
At this moment, a ghost shadow condensed from the void, and its body was like a dark wind, exuding a particularly frightening aura.
"What a powerful ghost spirit"
Feng Feiyun quickly restrained his breath and took a few steps back to hide in the dark. Looking at the ghost, a familiar feeling emerged in his heart.
Right
The breath of Lord Wuji
Thinking of this character, Feng Feiyun's heart tightened slightly. This is an extremely terrifying existence. A ghost claw clone can turn the world upside down. Is it its real body or a clone? If the real body comes, it will be terrible.
At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared behind Feng Feiyun. It was Yao Ji.
She made a silent gesture, raised her empty hand, and an invisible and colorless formation enveloped the two of them, covering up everyone's aura.