song of the wind

mother's descendants. "Fengzhu said affirmatively, and then said to Feng Xiaoyao: "This is the cultivation method of the saints who own Fenghuo in our family. Now Fenghuo is protecting its master. The son's spiritual energy has been severely injured again and again. Unable to return to the orifice, I have used many methods, but failed to call the god back to the orifice, I don’t know what happened today, someone called his wandering spirit back to its original position.”

"What is that? Sounds like a good thing?" Feng Xiaoyao said.

Feng Zhuyu pointed to Zuo Linfeng who was making different gestures and said: "Look, the young master's hand naturally formed many handprints. This is the seal formula that guides Fenghuo to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. It is a unique secret method of our clan. , he is not a direct descendant of my great-aunt, so he will never understand."

Feng Xiaoyao couldn't believe it: "As far as I know, he was less than three years old when he was taken captive to Xiaotian Palace. How could he understand this? And he never knew he had spiritual power?"

Lord Phoenix smiled proudly: "Grandmother is the most outstanding Heavenly Guardian of the Fengyu Clan, so she naturally had a way to leave a curse mark on Young Master to protect his spirit, but it was suppressed by the blood-devouring mark on Young Master." , This time his spirit and spirit were severely injured, and the blood-devouring seal was also damaged, so that the young master can exert the power of the protection curse."

"Then Feng Shao will recover soon?" Feng Xiaoyao's phoenix eyes were full of joy.

"Not yet, his primordial energy is still very weak, and he will temporarily hibernate like a chrysalis, but he will absorb the external spiritual energy and heal himself. This is definitely a good start. Don't harass him at this moment. If Mr. Laofeng will tell Xiaoqiu ahead of time, otherwise he will find out that Mr. Feng has disappeared suddenly, and it will be very bad if there is a quarrel with gongs and drums." Fengzhu couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing low when he said this.

"Blind boy..." Li Qiu stretched out his hand to hug him in his sleep, but unexpectedly, it was empty. He hurriedly sat up, and suddenly found that Zuo Linfeng was not in the tent!

Li Qiu was so frightened that his back was sweating, and was about to run out to call for someone to help find him, but his big mouth was covered by someone, Feng Xiaoyao whispered behind him: "Don't yell, Young Master Feng is fine outside. "

"Outside? What is he doing outside in the middle of the night? God! His clothes and shoes are all here! It's so cold, he will be cold outside!" Li Qiu said in shock.

"You just take it to him, but when you see him, you must not scream, you know?"

Li Qiu had no choice but to shut up obediently, and followed Feng Xiaoyao with a pile of clothes, shoes and socks.

"My mother! Isn't this the fox fairy worshiping the moon?" Li Qiu kept screaming, his mouth was covered by Feng Xiaoyao again.

Under the light of the west sinking moon, Zuo Linfeng, who was still spitting on the moon, the golden red hazy radiance around his body was brighter than the crumbling cold moon. He was bathed in the brilliance of aura, and his sickness had receded completely. He also added a compelling aura, really like an elf from the fairy world descending on the world.

The waning moon faded away, Zuo Linfeng also stopped, sitting cross-legged on the snow, a trace of light was continuously sucked into the center of his brows, after a while, the remaining light of the moon faded away, and the snowflakes fell again, Li Qiu was worried about him Catching a cold, Xiang Feng Xiaoyao gestured to go over and get him dressed.

Just as Feng Xiaoyao shook his head, Zuo Linfeng suddenly floated up again, waving his sleeves and rolled up the snowflakes flying all over the sky, a smile that was more elegant and pure than snowflakes, and more detached from the dust, his smile was just unfolded, a ray of voiceless voice came from the sky. His lips spit out, he actually sang loudly in this snowy dawn!

The singing spread far and wide throughout the camp, everyone ran out of the tents, and saw a "miracle scene" at the same time, Zuo Linfeng, who had been ill for a long time, was dancing barefoot in the snow in the wind, singing Qingyue It's loud and clear, but no one understands a single word of it. He doesn't sing it for others to listen to, or dance it for others to watch. Even Zuo Linfeng himself doesn't know why. It wasn't that he regained his eyesight, but that his spiritual eyes were brightened, the vast land was calling to him, and the flying snowflakes were circling around him, as if inviting him to dance together.

Inexplicable joy surged up, the clean and cool air carried the fragrance of snow, facing the icy cold wind, Zuo Linfeng obsessively chased the flying snowflakes, and danced and played with the snowflakes. Each step is as free as the wind and as smooth as the wind.Without any effort, Zuo Linfeng just sang and danced with the wind at will, everything was natural and primitive, without words or deliberate embellishments, he seemed to be transformed into a free-flowing breeze in the sky.Everyone's eyes are attracted by the wonderful scene of him dancing with the snow, and his ears are full of him flowing in the wind, the ethereal and pure beauty is like a natural song from the heaven.

The whole team, men and women, were all so shocked by this moving scene that they couldn't speak a word.The sound of heavenly singing resounds across the snowfield, like the newborn spiritual spring of Xuefeng, watering in everyone's heart, and every pair of eyes brightens in an instant as if washed, and love for life surges from the bottom of my heart, heaven and earth Everything suddenly becomes extremely moving.The Khotan warriors who love music and dance were infected by his free and unrestrained dancing posture one by one. Under the guidance of singing, they walked to the side of Zuo Linfeng, dancing with his figure like a white crane, and dozens of them lost their minds in the snow. Dancing and singing, many people joined in one after another. There is no racial boundary anymore, and even words have become redundant. The cold air can't stop the high spirits of the young people. The enthusiastic dance dispels all barriers. Souls are connected by invisible threads.

Feng Xiaoyao remembered the words of Lord Feng, and grabbed Li Qiu, who was dancing happily, to the side to force a confession: "Boy, since you got out of the car with Feng Shao in your arms yesterday evening, you have started laughing furtively, there must be something weird about Feng! How did you get better all of a sudden?"

Li Qiu smiled coyly: "How would I know..." Before he finished speaking, Feng Xiaoyao had already punched Feng Xiaoyao in the waist, Li Qiu begged for mercy with a bitter face: "Brother Feng, how did I know this would happen?" He whispered in Feng Xiaoyao's ear After whispering a few words, Feng Xiaoyao couldn't help but slapped him on the back of the head and scolded with a smile: "Damn! You brat... Hey... You actually used this method to wake him up... Hee, you should have done it earlier Well…"

"Brother! You are really..." Li Qiu touched the back of his head and giggled in a low voice, but his eyes still did not leave Zuo Linfeng for half a minute, except for his figure dancing with the snow and riding the wind, the one on his lips was enough to make the severe cold subside, and make him warm With a brisk and bright smile, Li Qiu couldn't hold anything else in his heart.

Isn't the Yunyu in the crowd the same?Even though his lovely wife was by his side, his heart still couldn't help throbbing for Zuo Linfeng. He really wanted to rush forward and dance arm in arm with him... It doesn't matter who he is anymore...

32. Song of the Wind (4)

Zuo Linfeng danced for a long time, turned over quickly and jumped into the air, tilted his head to listen carefully, turned around, smiled and flew straight into Li Qiu's arms, and Li Qiu who was caught off guard by him fell back and rolled onto the snow together, Zuo Linfeng, who was exhausted from dancing, leaned over him smiling and panting, grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it on Liqiu's body, everyone was still not fully entertained, it took a while before they gradually stopped, but for some reason, everyone I feel that my mental and physical strength is more abundant than before.

"It's freezing! Don't play!" Li Qiu wanted to pull Zuo Linfeng up, but he was rolling around on the snow like a cat laughing, babbling for no idea what he was talking about.

Li Qiu couldn't stop shaking his head, and said: "You are not allowed to play any more, look! You only care about playing, you don't wear any clothes or shoes, and your feet are as red as burnt hooves! I will see you cry when you get chilblains later on." !"

Zuo Linfeng seemed a bit unwilling to whine a few times, Feng Xiaoyao and Nangong Yiming who were standing next to him were startled, and hurriedly asked Li Qiu: "Did he talk to you?"

Li Qiu replied: "Yes! Compared with yesterday, he moved much more flexibly, but for some reason, his speech is still a mess, he can only say some words that cannot be connected together, and the rest are all voices that I don't know. Maybe it's his. My mind is still a little fuzzy!"

Nangong Yiming stared: "Then how do you understand what little uncle is talking about?"

Asked by Nangong Yiming, Li Qiu immediately opened his mouth wide, unable to speak, and stayed for a long time before saying: "Yeah! How can I know what nonsense he is talking about? I... I actually can't understand , but it’s strange, I can understand what he meant.” While talking, he was busy grabbing Zuo Linfeng’s bare feet that were red from the cold, wiped off the snow and mud on his feet, and took out the cotton shoes in his arms to warm them up. Put the socks on for him, and put the fox fur cloak on him.

"You! You'll be naughty if you're better!" Li Qiu looked at Zuo Linfeng, who was only playing with snow on the ground, and cursed. Zuo Linfeng shook his head, put his arms around Li Qiu's neck, and pointed at the car, refusing Walking on his own, he insisted on asking Li Qiu to carry him back, but Li Qiu had nothing to do with him, so he had to obey him. Everyone knew the relationship between the two, not only did not find it strange, but many people secretly envied Li Qiu.There was only Yunyu among them, looking at the backs of Liqiu and Liqiu, the fire of jealousy unconsciously ignited in his eyes.

The intimacy between the two, like a husband and wife, aroused the dissatisfaction of Nangong Muyu, who is upright and rigorous by nature: "Feng'er doesn't understand anything, so this kid will go crazy with him! It's because the second brother is old and disrespectful, and the only one who is a father is the son Looking for a daughter-in-law, how can someone find a husband for his son! Even if he is kind to Feng'er, he can't make it... Sigh! The young one doesn't know things, and the old one doesn't care. Liqiu's care is indispensable, even though he is sullen, there is nothing he can do.

Nangong Yiming and Lian Shan looked at each other, and quietly stuck out his tongue to make a face, afraid of Nangong Muyu's wordiness, he hurriedly turned to Feng Xiaoyao and said, "Just now I thought little uncle is all right."

Feng Xiaoyao patted his shoulder