The wind of the thunderbolt

The mystery of the wedge, the mystery of the stone statue.Today we can finally see the outcome.

Hanyancui led Master Fengxiu slowly into Liuchu Piaoying, probably knowing that today is a very different day, even the weather is exceptionally sunny.Nanfeng Bujing stood in front of the stone statue, feeling slightly out of breath.

Han Yancui looked at the stone statue with anticipation on his face. "Please." Put away the red umbrella.Step aside and wait for the stone statue to be unsealed.

Master Fengxiu was in a trance for some reason, and many stories that had been buried in his heart gradually emerged in front of his eyes, as clear as the stories that happened yesterday, which have not been forgotten for hundreds of years.The self then, the self now.Things have long been different, people are not, wedges are not Fengxiu, but Fengxiu is wedges.People are still the same person, but the past can never come again!

Suppressing the turbulent thoughts, Master Fengxiu stepped forward, soared up into the air, biting his index finger.Using blood to write past events that can arouse the resonance of the stone statue in the air, chanting the ancient mantra that has been dusty for a long time, the red leaves in the sky wrapped the stone statue, and the traces of blood written in the air condensed into poems, Han Yancui read softly: "Snow The wind howls and blooms, the dark fragrance and shadows intoxicate the sky, and the shyness is in harmony with the wind before the wind, and the melancholy is like the clouds outside the mountains. All things are yin and yang, and the world is extremely skewed. Jingshuang has its own meaning of Lingyun, don't be obsessed with others Flowers." This is probably the poem Xiang Ling wrote for her when she said goodbye to her.Han Yancui still remembers the situation of those three days 300 years ago, perhaps she never forgot that she was extremely cowardly at that time, and flinched from what she really wanted.Maybe it was at that time that I had lost the right to find love.Now I just want to desperately hold on to everything I cherish.Do not allow others to shake half a point!

The sunset glows four times, and Fenghong adds a touch of vermilion to it.The golden setting sun shines on the stone statue that everyone is paying attention to, and suddenly the stone statue emits a faint golden light from the inside out, which seems to resonate with the sunset.Inscribing a poem as a quotation, and blood summoning the spirit, slowly opened the ancient curse that had been sealed for hundreds of years.

The master of Fengxiu slowly returned to the ground, and the maple leaves all over the sky slowly dispersed. Seeing that the seal of the stone statue was about to be opened, the matter was over, so he asked Han Yancui for the antidote, and left.

Han Yancui was shocked and angry: "You didn't wait for her? She waited for you for 300 years and you actually" was interrupted by Fengxiu's master before he finished speaking, "This is a deal, and now the deal is over. I have no reason to stay Come down. Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Master Fengxiu left straight away.The moment he left, the tearless tear fell quietly and merged into the ground, and the evidence of these 300 years of longing for freedom - disappeared.

Han Yancui had no intention of caring about him, her eyes were only fixed on the stone statue, afraid that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of her would be gone for another 300 years.

Nanfeng Bujing also stared at the stone statue with his eyes, looking at the stone chips gradually shaking off the stone statue, how long has he been thinking?Once I blew tears across Pingwu.My mind was in an inexplicable trance, replaying the memory of 300 years ago in my mind.From the moment I saw her for the first time, until she shed tears and turned into a stone statue.Before I knew it, it had been 300 years.

Time seemed to have stood still for a long time, and the scene was so quiet that only the heartbeats of the people present were left. If you listen carefully, you can tell that it is a beating frequency that has accelerated a hundred times.

How long?Finally I can see the light of day again!Xiang Ling felt infinite joy in his heart that he could finally stand by his side and overlook the beautiful common people in the world with him.From then on, there will be no more tears, no more sadness, and far away from the past that has tortured me for half my life.I will have a completely different life in the future!Thinking of Qie Zi who had just left, Xiang Ling wanted to catch up with him and tell him a lot, but his head became dizzy and his legs, which had been standing for 300 years, went numb. Xiang Ling cried out in surprise and fell down limply.

Han Yancui stretched out her hand to catch the weak figure, and it was too late to say it, but the phantom stepped forward and snatched Xiang Ling, and she would never allow anyone to peek at her belongings.Looking at the true face of the stone statue in front of him, and seeing Xiang Ling's elegant figure like a goddess for the first time, Nan Feng Bujing couldn't explain why the inexplicable acceleration of the heartbeat was for.

Xiang Ling slowly opened her eyes and saw Nan Feng Bujing's delicate cheeks, but a feeling of anger and anger exploded in her heart. "啪~".Xiang Ling slapped Nan Feng Bu Jing without hesitation.

The scene suddenly turned cold, Nan Feng Bujing covered his hot cheeks with an expression of disbelief.

Xiang Ling said faintly: "Maybe I should be responsible for your 300 years of life, maybe it's not too much to use me to pay back in the future, but I will never forget the murders you have done in the past 300 years. You - you are so passionate! "

These words were like a thunderbolt exploding inside Nan Feng Bujing's body, breaking the last supporting string on his body.It also made Nanfeng Bujing's last trace of rationality disappear.

"Get out, get out!" With a trembling body and speechless anger, his palms were tightly pinched into Tao Shu's body.Nanfeng Bujing was afraid that he would accidentally hurt her if he lost his mind, so he forced her to leave coldly. If he sees her self-indulgent words again, he is afraid that the deep sense of destruction in his heart will make him do something to destroy the world.

Seeing that Xiang Ling still wanted to explain something, Han Yancui was very impatient, so she stepped forward and took Xiang Ling away.Kongliu Nanfeng stood coldly in the night wind after the setting sun.

Qingfeng made three rounds of puzzlement, and there were many smiles on the flowers.Nan Feng Bu Jing clenched the other hand hidden behind his back tremblingly. "Hahahahahaha..." Nanfeng Bujing looked up to the sky and howled, his voice was desolate.After the long whistle, Nanfeng Bujing coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up blood.

Facing the cold wind, expressionless...

Han Yancui and Xiang Ling, who has handicapped legs and feet, are slowly walking back to Xiangyue Residence.Seeing that Xiang Ling was very tired, Han Yancui put Xiang Ling down and asked her to rest on the ground.

"Xiang Ling, are you alright? I'll take you back to Xiangyueju immediately." Looking at Xiang Ling's tired face, Han Yancui couldn't bear it.

Xiang Ling struggled to stand up, took Han Yancui's arm, and slowly stood firm. "Sister Cui, I want to see Wedge."

Han Yancui was anxious: "You are so weak, let's talk about it when you recover!"

"Sister Cui, when I turned into a stone statue, I saw him once. Do you know that feeling when the person you love stands in front of you, but you can't react at all?" Xiang Ling's eyes were slightly wet .

Han Yancui sighed quietly, "Do you think I don't know what it feels like?"No, I felt it as early as 300 years ago, but I was not brave enough at that time, not brave enough~! '

Seeing that Han Yancui didn't answer, Xiangling continued: "At the beginning, I abandoned everything and came to a difficult place just to follow in his footsteps. He changed my life. I have already confirmed it! Sister Cui, take me to find him Okay? Okay?" Holding Han Yancui's hand, Xiang Ling begged earnestly.

Han Yancui sighed softly: "Oh, Xiangling. When did sister Cui fail to do what you asked for?"

The master of Fengxiu rushed back to Xiaolong Residence with the antidote, and quickly asked the Buddha Sword to persuade him to give the antidote. Although half of the burden in front of him was solved, the matter of Sirius on the other side was also urgent. , Master Fengxiu's next step is to find the centrifugal grass that stabilizes people's hearts for Sirius.

In front of him, the persuader Han Yancui blocked the way to Tianjian Mountain. "Someone wants to see you."

Master Fengxiu's complexion changed, and he held his fan forward, "Sorry, Fengxiu has important matters to attend to, so it's inconvenient to delay, Miss Han, please excuse me~"

"Oh, this matter is beyond your control!".Hanyancui turned around, turned her back to Master Fengxiu and walked out, but a graceful figure slowly approached from the other end, it was Xiangling.

Seeing Hanyancui go far away, Xiangling slowly spoke—"Sir, did you forget the Fenghong appointment in the coming year?

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