The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

Xuanji felt that the sound of gongs and drums was very weird, so she immediately pulled Si Feng and ran out.

On the broad street, a man in black iron armor was riding on a tall horse, holding a gong and drum in his hand, beating rhythmically.

His face was completely covered under the mask, only a pair of red pupils were exposed, the eyes that should have been black, seemed to be soaked in blood, with a bloody coldness.

When Xuanji ran out, she bumped into him head-on.His originally cold and ruthless eyes slowly turned, and his eyes fell on Xuanji's face, and he took a long time to move away.

Xuanji suddenly covered her chest, her face turned pale.

Si Feng anxiously supported her and asked, "Xuanji, what's wrong with you?"

"He obviously has death energy, but why can I still feel that he is sad?"

This person has an aura that Xuanji is very familiar with, and seems to be able to communicate with her telepathically.

The man in armor moved further and further away, slowly disappearing into the lively crowd.

Si Feng let Xuanji lean on his shoulder, planning to help her back to the restaurant.

The sky suddenly darkened, and I couldn't see my fingers.A ray of red light extended from far, far away, at first it was just a little bit, and then it gradually became a piece, slowly covering the entire sky.

Then those red lights fluctuated and trembled like water waves, and when the screen turned, another scene was transformed, which unfolded silently in front of people's eyes.

I saw high in the sky, a round of sun broke through the clouds and mist from the other side of the mountain, and slowly rose.

A thin pale golden light shone on the floating snow behind the mountain.

At the end of the floating snow is a large red plum blossom.

Those plum blossoms seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, with a crystal clear color.

Walking into the depths of the plum grove, one can see that the clear water is full and the green grass is green, forming two completely different worlds from the ice and snow outside.

On the grass by the bank, there was a person lying on his side.The man was wearing a red gauze dress, and his black and smooth hair snaked down along the undulating curves of his body.

The fiery red is entangled with the dignified black, which is a thrilling beauty.

The thin gauze dress drifted with the wind and floated into the clear spring water, but that person didn't bother to pay attention.

He first began to cover his cheeks with his sleeves, closed his eyes and fell asleep.Perhaps the person who had been waiting did not come for a long time, so he sighed softly, and slowly lowered his sleeves, revealing a face full of beauty and indistinguishable male and female.

A group of golden carps were playing in the spring water beside him, holding fallen flowers in their mouths and spitting out strings of bubbles.He was not angry when a fish jumped up to grab his fingertip. Instead, he raised his slender hand and tapped it lightly on its head.

Behind him, a man in white walked slowly, stepping on the fallen plum blossom petals.

The man in red seemed to hear the movement, stood up, ran over joyfully, grabbed the man in white's wrist,

In the picture, the upper body of the man in white is hidden behind a cluster of plum blossoms. From the exposed half of his body, it can be seen that his temperament is dusty, floating like a fairy, with an unspeakable coolness.

The two of them didn't know what they said. The man in white hung down his sleeves, and a delicate and small dagger slipped down. It was jet-black in color, with pale golden runes shining on it. human chest.

The body of the man in red slowly collapsed to the ground along the arms of the man in white.In the quiet world, the man in red kept staring up at the man in white. Those beautiful eyes were full of surprise, anger, despair, and pain.

The man in white lowered his head and looked at him.

After a long time, a tear slowly fell from the corner of the man in red's eyes, and he fell to the ground, his bright red clothes dancing with the wind, like a plum blossom in full bloom.

The picture freezes at this moment, and then it seems to sink into the water, twist and shake, and turn into a little golden sand, gradually disappearing without a trace.

Whether it is the two people on the screen of the interpreter or the audience watching their joys and sorrows, everything is silent.

It wasn't until the boundless darkness passed and the sky returned to light that the dumbfounded crowd came alive and returned to the hustle and bustle of voices again.

Si Feng withdrew his gaze and went to look at Xuanji, but was surprised.

I saw Xuanji bursting into tears, her hands tightly clutching the front of her chest, with a painful expression on her face.

"Xuanji, what's wrong with you, Xuanji!"

Si Feng was very distressed, and quickly helped her into his arms.

"I don't know why, but I feel very sad. It seems that I can feel all the emotions of that person. When the man in white first appeared, the man in red was very happy. He was waiting in the plum blossom forest. In order to see him. But the man in white killed him, and the knife stabbed in, and my heart hurt. Not only the pain, but also a huge desperate pain gripping my heart... Who are they? This scene again When and where did it happen?"

Xuanji hugged her head and kept mumbling to herself.

Si Feng comforted her: "This is an illusion, and everything in the illusion can't be counted. Maybe it's because you are so kind that you can empathize with me. Good Xuanji, don't think so much. Let's go, I will take you to find an inn, and have a good time." Take a good night's sleep. When you wake up, you will still be the happy and carefree Xuanji."

There were people coming and going on the street, but Si Feng didn't care to avoid suspicion, stretched out his arms to hug Xuanji, hurried into an inn, and asked for two upper rooms.

He put the person on the bed carefully, raised his hand to gently stroke Xuanji's cheek, and said in a voice full of self-blame, "It's all my fault. I've only been on my way these past two days, but I've ignored your emotions."

Then leaned over and kissed Xuanji's forehead: "Sleep for a while, and nothing will happen when you wake up."

After speaking, I have to get up.

Xuanji grabbed Si Feng: "Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone."

"Fool, I won't leave. I'll sit on a chair and watch over you, all the time, okay?"

"No, you stay here with me. The bed is so big, it's enough for the two of us to sleep."

Xuanji moved her body inward, and patted the vacant bed: "Little Phoenix, you lie here, I want to hug you to sleep so I can feel at ease."

Si Feng raised his hand and scratched her nose: "Do you know what sharing the same bed means?"

"I know, it means a mutual promise for life, and the two love each other happily."

Xuanji forcefully pulled Si Feng down on the bed, her hands and feet entwined like vines: "Didn't we agree that night that the little Phoenix is ​​mine, and mine alone."

Si Feng was so happy in his heart, it was as if there was clear spring water, "Gulu Gulu" was bubbling, flowing into every corner of his heart.

He was delighted and sweet for a while, and when he turned his head to talk to Xuanji, he realized that she had already fallen into a sound sleep, her frowning brows had been relaxed, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Si Feng watched obsessively, and after a long while, raised his fingers to caress her rosy lips affectionately: "You...you...you little devil..."

When Xuanji woke up, it was already evening, and Si Feng beside her was nowhere to be seen.She quickly sat up and called out: "Little Phoenix, Little Phoenix!"

"I'm here." Si Feng walked in with a tray in his hand, smiling, "I'm afraid you'll feel hungry when you wake up, so I went to the kitchen to cook some porridge for you."

Xuanji jumped out of bed, and sniffed Sifeng's hand: "It smells so good."

"Mushroom shredded chicken porridge, drink it while it's hot."

Xuanji sat at the table, with a sly smile in her eyes: "I just woke up and my hands have no strength, little Phoenix, feed me."

"Okay, little slob." Si Feng scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it, then tried the temperature again, and when he felt it was not hot, he sent it to Xuanji's mouth.

Xuanji smiled and rolled her eyes while eating: "Little Phoenix is ​​so nice."

Si Feng's eyes were like water: "To be lazy like this, one day you will be lazy to become a little fat man."

"Then will Little Phoenix despise me?"

"No, it's cuter to be chubby in vain."

"Every meal from now on, I have to be fed by Little Phoenix before I eat."

"You'll bully me." Si Feng's eyes flickered with a smile, and the jet-black eyes were brighter than Liuli.

Xuanji stared at Si Feng intently, and suddenly sighed softly: "I have nothing left, only Xiao Fenghuang is left. Xiao Fenghuang must treat me well in the future, you know?"

Si Feng laughed: "You little idiot, I will naturally treat you well. But you still have family members, and they love you very much."