[Honghuang] Gardenia essence married to the leader of Tongtian

Under the phoenix tree, Huang'e and Fengtong, some holding jade plates and some holding flower baskets, walked in small steps like lotuses.

Within the prehistoric world, there are four seas and nine heavens, five mountains and four deserts, and every mountain must have its own ancient trees.The abode of the phoenix is ​​naturally a sycamore tree, otherwise there would be no record in the later literature that the phoenix does not live in the sycamore tree, nor does it drink from the Liquan.

The old sycamore tree towers into the sky, and the sycamore leaves are lush and endless, from green to yellow, they only grow and never fall.

Huang Yiyu was wearing a blue-purple brocade dress, with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty, you should think about it this time!"

Under the red sun, the woman Yu Yanjing had beautiful facial features, she glared at Huang Yiyu angrily, and said in a cold tone, "Don't bother you!" She raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth, saying every word.

Huang Yiyu looked at those eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the Phoenix Clan. When she was angry, she was even more similar. She was stunned for a moment, especially wanting to know the origin of this little gardenia, and how it was related to her Phoenix Clan.

Seeing her in a daze, Dan Zhi coughed, "Mr. Huang has recovered, my husband's soul is still in your fantasy world!" Dan Zhi put her arms around her chest and sneered.

Huang Yiyu stopped talking, her sleeves fluttered, Huang'e scattered petals in the air, and a big circular halo opened under the plane tree. Dan Zhi didn't like this scene, she just thought it was very clichéd. But he didn't bother to put his beak to ask the whole story, as soon as the passage opened, he jumped in with Tongtian in his arms.

Fenglou stood beside him, his body was weak but he had a sense of presence.The Phoenix couple looked at each other, there was something in their eyes, but they didn't say much, shook their heads, and walked away together.

Huang Yimeng's face was pale, and she hid behind a thousand-year-old sycamore tree. She didn't come out until the servants of the maid had all dispersed. She looked at the ancient sycamore tree, full of unwillingness.

Clutching his heart, he walked towards the old sycamore tree. Before he got close, he was shot away by a burst of light.

An old voice came from the ancient tree, "Second Highness of the Phoenix Clan, don't make fun of the fate of my Phoenix Clan."

Huang Yimeng was quite disdainful, "It's just a little flower demon, if I climb up to Lingbao Tianzun, my Phoenix family will have a bright future."

There was a sigh in the air, what is the temperament of my juniors, my seniors have a clear mind, this little highness has always been perverse, and his words are unpredictable, and he doesn't know the truth, but no matter what her thoughts are, Old Wutong, as the elder of the Feng clan, must Advise.

"Your Highness, the energy is conserved! You really climbed up to the Lingbao Tianzun, and it may be the day when my Phoenix Clan falls."

There was unwillingness in Huang Yimeng's eyes, a great deal of unwillingness.

"Humph!"

Huang Yiyu watched this scene in the Phoenix Mirror, her brows were already wrinkled.

"Little sister, why are you so... so persistent?"

Fenglou smiled, "Isn't this the nature of the Phoenix family?"

"Speaking of which, I really don't know if she is for the Phoenix Clan, or if she is"

Huang Yiyu paused before saying pitifully, "It's really selfish!"

Feng Lou pointed to the sky, Huang Yiyu's eyes showed doubts, full of puzzlement.

"We don't have the ability to read minds, do what we should do, and leave the rest to God's will!"

She nodded, and finally Huang Yiyu sighed.

"If you dare to let Huang Yimeng make trouble, I will dare to crush my heart. I don't mind letting the Phoenix family not participate in the calamity, and perish directly."

The old sycamore tree still remembered the threatening words that the gardenia, which was also a plant, jumped into the dream and left him.

The cold aura of Lady Danzhi is still vivid in front of my eyes when I think about it now, maybe he will still remember it even after a thousand years.

The sycamore tree and Danzhi are still the origin, but the years of Danxue Mountain, she and this group of young and old Phoenix have long been inseparable.She was also reluctant to let this group of little phoenixes exterminate their clan. Who in this group of little phoenixes called her ancestors kindly and respectfully.

Speaking of which, she pretended to be the ancestor of the Phoenix clan to summon Dan Zhi, and she also took advantage of the same source, but she never thought that she would bring so many bad things to her!What she didn't expect was that Dan Zhi saw her face.

Danzhi entered a dreamlike state.

On the Yunjiang River Basin, bonfires often lasted all night. The light of the fire was soft but did not lose the vitality of the savage growth, dyeing the dark sky and violent water yellow.

This scene is really familiar, it was actually the scene that popped into Dan Zhi's mind when she first joined the Phoenix Clan.

She only felt that she seemed to be weak and sickly since she was a baby. The great witch in the clan said that she was a saint. As she got older, she became more and more sleepy. When she often woke up, the sun had already set, and at dusk, there was always more. Sad, she seemed to have forgotten something, every day, every year, like a marionette, and later, the great witch taught her many spells and runes, at the age of 15, when she was [-] years old, a huge ceremony was held in the clan, After praying to the gods, she was completely sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The tribe made her a huge ice coffin.

He gently helped the beauty on the bed up, patted her on the back tenderly, and whispered in her ear, "Hey, you should open your eyes and drink the medicine."

The beauty's skin is creamy and her lips are like peach blossoms. Although her eyes are closed, her beauty is not damaged. She only wears a white obscene dress, with cotton wool in the middle of the clothes to keep warm. .

Faced with Shen Yuchen's fiddling and calling, the girl on the bed still had her eyes closed, showing no intention of opening them.

The sunlight came in through the gap in the window and shone on the woman's peaceful face. She leaned softly on Shen Yuchen's body, quiet and weak.

He called the woman softly a few more times, but she still had her eyes closed and still couldn't hear his voice, but Shen Yuchen didn't show any discouragement on her face.

He just thought about it, so he concentrated on feeding her the medicine, earnestly and carefully, as if devoting to a god, but the medicine couldn't be fed in, the girl in his arms had her teeth closed tightly, and the brown medicine juice was as tender as a cherry from her. The corners of his lips flowed out.

His eyes were dark, his lips moved, and he whispered, "Girl, I'm offended."

As he spoke, he put his lips close to the woman's lips, and passed the medicine one mouthful at a time. The medicine juice should be bitter, but with the woman's cherry lips in it, it was extremely sweet. During the process of taking the medicine, he did not forget to gnaw it Nibbled on her lips, taking advantage of everything.

After taking advantage, there is a part of anger in my heart, hating myself for being obscene and rude, deeply feeling that I have defiled the innocent girl in front of me by neglect, but there is also a part of secret joy, as if... the girl in front of me should be his property, He did the right thing.

Looking at her lips, which were moist and plump, seemed to be covered with his breath, his strange possessiveness seemed to be verified, and his heart was even more satisfied.

It has been five years since he came to this Nanman. At that time, he was still a handsome young man, but now he is in his prime.

The woman in front of me is the bright moon in the sky.And he was a farmer in the country and a hunter in the woods.Inferiority arises spontaneously, and the desire to possess also arises. The two complex, contradictory and opposite emotions are intertwined, which really scratches my heart!

This woman obviously hasn't eaten for several days, but her skin is still radiant and her lips are plump and ruddy, like ripe cherries on a tree, tender and ready to be picked.

She is the saint of Nanban, just like her title.Even in deep sleep, it is still sacred, holy and inviolable.

I still remember that day, when he returned from hunting, in the afterglow of the setting sun, he was alone, holding a dying roe deer covered in blood, covered in blood and dust, walking beside the rushing river.

A woman dressed in gorgeous Nanman costume, her delicate and graceful body was slapped by the cold and ruthless river water, the silver ornaments on her bun were missing edges and corners, and only a little of her hair was tied up, which was messy and mixed with water and water. Dirt stained her cheeks.

I don't know why this beautiful and mysterious saint in the past is so downcast today, but he is grateful for her depravity, which gave him the opportunity to sneak in.

She just happened to be picked up by him and returned home.

Five years have passed since the glimpse of the feast.

He has been hunted down by his enemies since he was a child, and even though he lives in the countryside, he is still in fear every day.

When he was 15 years old, he was covered in blood. She ordered the maid beside him to find him clean clothes. The clothes were unique in style, and he knew at a glance that they were clothes of foreigners.

He caressed for a long time, but he was reluctant to put it on. The maid was arrogant and annoyed, "Could it be that you, a Han, look down on our clothes!"

Where did he look down on it, he felt that he was covered in blood and was not worthy of such delicate clothes.

"Don't talk about it, everyone has their own destiny! Let's go." After saying that, she was supported by the maid and left.

She didn't look at him more, thinking about it, she didn't even know what he looked like.

Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and she was extremely delicate. After walking a few steps, she gasped and gasped, and was supported by the maid next to her.

He was dressed in coarse cloth, and his skin was rough due to years of hard work, but she had a beautiful face and delicate skin. It seemed that the daughter of a family had fallen into the folk by accident.

That dress has always been treasured by him.

He thought, for him, that noble girl must not remember, but she should remember this dress.

Just waiting to meet her again and put it on again, hoping to awaken her memory of him and trigger her impression of him.

When we met again, the woman stood on the most sacred altar of the Miao people. She was so high above that she couldn't see him who was drowning in the crowd like an ant like dust.

From the first time he saw her, he fell in love with her. Whether he was fascinated by the woman's good looks, fell in love at first sight, or lusted after her body, he decided that the woman in front of him was his destiny. Doomed.Seeing her again, he desperately wanted to walk in front of her.He has so much to say to her.

He thought that Fengguang Jiyue would appear in front of her and ask her, "Girl, do you still remember Xiaosheng?"

But it's all a vain fantasy.

She was so well protected by her clan, how could he have the chance to meet her.

After Dan Zhi opened his eyes, a pair of familiar eyes fell into Dan Zhi's eyes.

The scenery in front of her eyes became clear from being blurred, and she looked at the man in front of her eyes. He was wearing a long gown with a right lapel, a shoulder drape made of wool felt woven with red and yellow geometric patterns, and a stone blue baotou wrapped around his head. His muscular calves were wrapped in leggings.

This attire is very different from him, he shouldn't be in this attire.