cold wings

"There are records in Phoenix Feather!"

The dead leaves are zero, the cold smoke fades and the grass is desolate.At the top of the snow-capped mountains, it was cold and silent, and two figures stood in the wind and snow.

Meiyin's long hair scattered in the wind and got tangled together, and the instant detoxification method echoed in her mind.

The blood on the corners of her lips dripped onto the silver shirt, like tears of beauty, and the wind blew her long eyelashes, hiding a trace of panic in her silver eyes.

The leaves are falling and the sky is empty.

There was no trace of blood on the ice and snow skin, as if scattered snowflakes had begun to fall on the snow-capped mountains.

"Tell me!"

The old man quietly looked into those silver eyes, those beautiful and heartbreaking eyes.

Bing Yixuan just glanced at the old man indifferently, but said nothing.He just laughed weakly: "I said before: If the antidote is to sacrifice his life in exchange, I would rather not recover for the rest of my life..."

The old man's eyes slightly closed: "How did you say the way to detoxify?"

Suddenly Bing Yixuan let out a muffled snort, a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his lips.Silver eyes closed slightly, a hoarse voice lingered in his mind.

The cold wind blew up, messing up the enchanting silver hair, covering the sight of the silver eyes.

"You don't have to know!" Bing Yixuan said coldly, "Our identities are definitely not simple. If this is the case, we must live, and no one should have any accidents!"

"The hatred in the past, the unresolved knot in the heart, eventually turned into a wisp of misty smoke with tears and guilt. Maybe it's good not to tell them about some things!" The old man looked at Bingyixuan with some changes in his eyes , making Bingyixuan unable to understand.

"Even if you know how to cherish and love, you will never be able to depend on each other for life and death! This is your life..."

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, Bing Yixuan could no longer restrain his trembling voice.Although this old man is unknown, sometimes what the old man said made him feel complacent and made him understand some shocking things.

What Bingyixuan is thinking about now is the figure of Lan Ye in the Star Palace, that figure that can't last long...

The scene of the cold wind blowing the blue clothes lingered in my mind, and the blue clothes rose and fell slowly.The erratic rhythm of the candlelight in the Star Palace.

"Spiritual fire burning?"

The red clothes are like fire, burning wildly, and the long fiery red hair is shining with demonic evil in the darkness.The man in red is as charming as a mandala blooming in the dark night, Feng Qisheng resolutely walks in front of the guards, his stunning face exudes nobility and elegance.

"Who is she... What does Fu Wang want her for?" Feng Qisheng couldn't help muttering, his eyes were twinkling.

The dark lord is holding Lanli and walking to a strange place, there seems to be a beautiful scenery around, but there is nothing when you look closely, but if you really say nothing, you will see some plants in the next moment, it is really amazing .

"Floating King, I brought the person you want!" Dark Master knelt on one knee, his black hair covering all his expressions.

"Where's her spiritual power?" The soft and soft voice was somewhat blunt, as if it was caused by not speaking all year round.The dark master was even more respectful, and put down Lan Li's body: "King Hui Fu, this woman beat me up after knowing that we used tricks to lure her to Feng Qing's tomb. In the end, she actually burned herself with spiritual fire. It's not surprising!"

"Bastard!" The voice revealed some impatience, and the language was full of displeasure!

"Ahem..." Lan Li who was in a coma slowly woke up, because her eyes were already blind, but she felt that she was in a different place at the moment, Lan Li raised her lips: "Why am I wrinkled? I haven't died yet? Isn't my life long gone?" It's almost the end! Since I can't see anything now, how am I still alive..."

"You don't care about life or anything!"

An evil laugh entered her ears, Lan Li felt the source of the sound calmly, but returned in vain.

The dark master looked at Lan Li coldly, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his black pupils were filled with displeasure.

The dark master said angrily: "Why did you talk to King Fu!"

Lan Li didn't speak, and the snow-white star-shaped jade ornament strung with silver thread on his forehead was emitting a strange brilliance.The snow-white hair hung down, and Lan Li raised the corners of her lips, deeply hiding the emotions in her eyes.

"Nothing to do with you!"

The dark master showed a decisive cold poison.

Lan Li raised a contemptuous smile, full of indifference: "I said that I didn't intend to live anymore! But I'm still curious why you want me to be a hostage. What good is that?"