The peacock flies southeast [fragrant honey sinks like frost]

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, the flames flashed, and Xu Feng appeared by the bank of the Wangchuan River. He stumbled to the edge of the pier and looked towards the vast Wangchuan River.

In the endless River of Forgetfulness, the gloomy waves are tumbling, and the fluorescent light is ups and downs in the River of Forgetfulness.

For no reason, people felt a chill that invaded the bone marrow. Xu Feng squatted halfway on the pier, looking at the river of Wangchuan, in which there were all kinds of souls from the six realms, demonic energy, resentment, and miasma... ...but without his familiar aura...

Xu Feng stared blankly at Wang Chuan, subconsciously trying to find her in the Wang Chuan River: "Suihe..."

The water in Wangchuan is really cold, the hand that invaded the water immediately attracted countless souls to bite, Xu Feng felt in a trance that he saw Sui He smiling at him in the water.

So real, so beautiful.

"Young man, do you want to cross the river?" The old man on the ferry came from nowhere, and appeared on a punting boat. He straightened his hat and said to Xufeng with a smile.

With the arrival of the old man, the soul that had bitten Xu Feng before was dispelled, wandering around ready to move.

Xu Feng looked at her hand, letting the bright red blood fall on the pier: "Where is she..."

"Come wherever you come from, go wherever you want to go." The old man rowed towards the other side of the River of Forgetfulness with his oars.

Xu Feng was sitting on the boat, looking at the Wangchuan River in silence, the wound on his hand was lifeless, but he didn't feel it at all, this kind of trauma, how could it compare to the wound on his heart.

The boat gradually sailed into the Wangchuan River, Xu Feng froze violently, he looked down at his palm, which was glowing with a familiar blue light, and gradually circulated, dispelling the scars and dead energy on his palm, this force was still the same The warmth is familiar.

Standing in the boat, Xu Feng looked at the vast Wang Chuan and shouted, "Sui He! Where are you!"

I absolutely can't believe that you just left me like this!Obviously, it seems that you have always been by my side...

Xu Feng crossed the Wangchuan River back and forth for several rounds, but still couldn't find a trace of Sui He.

Holding the tail feather Sui He once gave him, he looked at the vast Wangchuan, ghosts everywhere: "Senior, can you tell me where Sui He is?"

He has always had a strong premonition in his heart that Sui He is not dead!

"I don't know about the old man, but there is a silver lining in everything. Young man, the little girl cares about you so much. You are like a mirror, so you naturally know what to do." The old man looked at the fish basket hanging on the bow. Look deep into the River of Forgetfulness.

"It's windy, let's go back."

Xu Feng by the pier was holding Suihe's tail feather in his hand, and with a flip of his palm, the tail feather turned into a blue jade bead again and melted into his palm.

"Your Highness..." Lord Liaoyuan called anxiously not far away, he didn't turn his head, but sat on the side of Wangchuan's pier, looking at the vast Wangchuan, with a peaceful and gentle expression.

Suihe likes to come here to put paper boats the most.

Liao Yuanjun was forced to return to his place by Dan Zhutila with a dazed expression on his face. Before he could react, he was kicked to Wangchuan.

On the way here, he had already learned about the whole incident, and before he had time to feel sad, he was going up to look for His Highness...

Huaiwu's affairs are guarded by Jin Mi, the god of flowers, with full authority to ensure that Huaiwu can regain its previous prosperity.

He grew up with His Royal Highness and Princess Sui He, and witnessed everything about them... The more this happened, the more he couldn't imagine how Princess Sui He would feel when Princess Sui He died in His Highness's arms.

Dan Zhu didn't dare to see Xu Feng at all, no, it should be that no one dared to see Xu Feng now, no one wanted to touch this bad luck.

Lord Liaoyuan could feel the power of Xufeng's fire spirit from a distance. He stood aside for a long time, but he didn't dare to go forward, so he could only call Xufeng tentatively.

Xu Feng completely ignored Mr. Liaoyuan.

He stretched out his hand to cast a spell, and a stack of slightly yellowed paper and a pen appeared in front of him. Xu Feng sat on the ground and wrote the word 'Suihe' seriously.

Xu Feng recited scriptures silently in his heart, and the golden light enveloped him. He threw the folded paper boat into the Wangchuan River, and the gloomy waves rolled, and the boat floated up and down to the depths of the Wangchuan River...

Lord Liao Yuan quietly walked to Xu Feng's side, hesitant to speak several times, what's wrong with His Highness...but he didn't dare to ask...

This is a place that is too familiar. There are footprints of them growing up together everywhere. Mr. Liaoyuan stood for a while, his mind gradually drifting away. He looked at the vast Wangchuan and prayed secretly in his heart, would there be a miracle in this world? Appear……

For seven consecutive years, Xu Feng never left Wangchuan, and the Heavenly Emperor failed to call her back three times.

In just seven years, many things happened. First, Jin Mi succeeded the first God of Flowers and became the new God of Flowers. Second, the night god Runyu got engaged to Fairy Kuanglu, the palm pearl of Immortal Taisi...

Everything is a major event that shocked the heavens, but all of these seem to have nothing to do with Xu Feng.

Xu Feng was wearing a black brocade suit, sitting on a hill not far from the River of Forgetfulness, playing the piano, and the golden phoenix-headed harp was radiating a rainbow light of spiritual power. Lord Liaoyuan half-kneeled in front of him, with his head deeply buried.

"Clang clang." One of the konghou's strings was broken, Xu Feng sneered and reached out to pinch the broken string.

"You step back, and leave tomorrow to go back to the heaven." Xu Feng's face was calm, and he tried to connect the broken strings, as if he was not disturbed by the secret letter brought back by Mr. Liaoyuan just now.

Mr. Liaoyuan was trembling beside him, His Highness is becoming more and more terrifying now, as if unfathomable... No one knows what he is thinking now...

When he first learned about such a big event, he was surprised for a long time... He never expected His Highness to be so peaceful...

"Yes!" Lord Liaoyuan naturally would not disobey Xufeng, although he was a little worried about him, he could only retreat obediently.

The surrounding area was quiet, and Xu Feng held tightly with his right hand. Due to too much force, blood oozed out and dripped on the ground, but only for a moment, a touch of blue spiritual power rose from his palm, repairing his scars.

Xu Feng looked at her palm: "After so many years of avoiding, I still have to face it, Sui He, I miss you so much..."

At first he was unwilling to believe many things... But these years he sticks to Wangchuan, and those things are stripped away bit by bit by him...

All bloody things were unfolded before his eyes one by one.

All his good luck seemed to disappear with Sui He's departure.

This world is really disgusting, sometimes Xu Feng can't help but think, why not destroy it all...

He knew that he had a demon in his heart, and whenever he had such thoughts, the magic weapon that Sui He refined for him would calm his manic heart.

Xu Feng injected her spiritual power into the jade bead in her hand, and a white peacock hovered beside him. Xu Feng stretched out her hand with a soft expression, wanting to touch her vainly, although he knew it was impossible ...

"Suihe, let's fight the last battle together."

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