The wind of the thunderbolt

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'No matter what, I will go out to find Xiang Ling today! Han Yancui, who had been under house arrest in Fuyingzhai for several days, finally made up her mind to escape, and summoned the assistant Xiaohu who hadn't shown up for a long time.

"Xiao Cui, you are crazy~!" Xiaohu yelled when she heard that Han Yancui was going to escape.

Han Yancui's glasses narrowed, revealing a dangerous signal.The little fox flinched, and finally mustered up the courage to persuade Han Yancui to rein in the cliff: "The triumphant Hou has not been in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison for a long time, and it is only when the Sangong meeting returns to report for hundreds of years, Xiao Cui—you won't forget after 300 years The ruthless tricks of Mr. Nianhua, right?" Xiaohu thought of some old memories about Mr. Nianhua, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.Even 300 years of time evolution cannot make the original fear trimmed a little.

"I know—of course I know." Han Yancui sighed. Who knows that person's methods better than her?I just hope that person's interest in me will gradually fade away - or there will be a more interesting target for him, otherwise I will never be able to escape from his grasp. "I have to go see Xiangling now. Master Fengxiu has suffered a fate-telling, and only Xiangling's life-inlaid technique can save him."

The little fox is about to collapse - this world is too crazy! "Xiao Cui, what's wrong with you today? You're doing stupid things~! Have you forgotten that your task in coming to the plight is to kill the wedge?!" Xiaohu shook his head. It really was this nasty plight that turned Xiao Cui more and more. Heresy!

"Of course I haven't forgotten!" Han Yancui recalled the stern face of Cursing the World Lord, and her expression was very gloomy: "I will kill Qi Zi—if he is really guilty. But before that, I want to repay him for saving his life." En." Seeing the disapproval on the little fox's face, Han Yancui said quietly: "In another 1000 years, when you mature, you will know why there are always so many contradictions in life." It's all because of one love... …

"Ah." Learning to sigh like Han Yancui, the little fox shook his head and pretended to be deep and said: "I can't understand your human feelings and I don't want to participate in it, but I escaped from here based on my intuition. It's not difficult to go, but it's rare for the Marquis of Triumph to settle accounts. If he knows that you disobey him because of other men, oh no, it's other 'women'. Benhu has a premonition that you will die miserably."

"Heh." Han Yancui covered her mouth and chuckled, "Let's escape first, I am the daughter of the king, even though I hate this identity, but I have to say, sometimes this is the most effective life-saving talisman .”

Xiaohu looked at Han Yancui worriedly, what the Marquis of Triumph wants is not your life at all~ Xiaocui, he is not a god of death - he is a devil.

"I didn't expect you to be able to play the qin so well." Xiang Ling quietly listened to Nanfeng Bujing playing the qin, and found that the sound of the qin had reached the realm of harmony between man and nature, just like the emptiness in the drunkenness of the morning light, Clear and transparent.

"Are you awake?!" Nanfeng Bujing stopped and looked at Xiang Ling in surprise. "This scene is like my greatest wish promised by the gods. Every day when I open my eyes, I will see the sun and you." "Why don't you sleep a little longer? I see that you are a lot thinner than before."

"It's okay." With a slight smile, Xiang Ling responded to Nan Feng Bu Jing's concern in this way. "I'm really ashamed to say that I haven't heard you play the piano in the past 300 years, but I can't calm down. I wasted such a perfect piano sound."

"As long as you want to hear it, I can play it for you anytime." Walking to Xiangling, Nan Feng Bujing took off the cloak on his shoulders and tied it on for Xiangling.

Touching the brocade that still carried his warmth, Xiang Ling felt a long-lost warmth in her heart.Hasn't anyone tied a cape for themselves for a long time?It must be from the time when the father disappeared~!I almost forgot the warm taste. "Thank you, the south wind does not compete."

"Ha!" Nanfeng Bujing laughed: "It's really awkward to hear you call me by my name, but it's up to you." Nanfeng Bujing pointed to the pile of bowls, chopsticks and plates on the coffee table not far away: "Then There is warm porridge on the side table. I don’t know what flavor you like. Red dates, mung beans, lotus seeds, lily, and some mixed together are all made. After thinking about it, I don’t know if you like sweet ones If it’s still salty, divide it into two halves, one half is sweet and the other half is salty. It depends on your preference, eat as much as you like.”

Seeing the hot porridge on the table full of beautiful things in eyes, the steaming heat slowly emerged from the bowl.The faint steam made Xiang Ling's eyes reddish like smoke, and he suppressed the tears that were about to overflow, "It's really useless, I will only cry when I encounter anything, and it will only cause trouble for others" "Thank you, I like it very much. I also think it’s awkward to call you Nanfeng Bujing, how about—how about I call you Fengqing? That’s how we call each other when we kill Broken Island.”

"Fengqing? Fengqing~hmm." Nanfeng Bujing repeated this slightly intimate title, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.

"Don't you like it? Then I'll think about it again." Xiang Ling picked up the mung bean porridge and took a sip.

"No, no, no." Nanfeng Bujing said hastily, "I really like Fengqing calling me that. May I call you Lingqing?"

Looking at Nan Feng Bujing's yearning eyes, Xiang Ling found that she couldn't resist this look.

"What are you doing today?" Really unable to eat the super-large breakfast that Nanfeng Bujing made, Xiang Ling had to put the bowl on the table, and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief Nanfeng Bujing handed over.

"Well, I don't have any special plans today. Tomorrow is the night of the [-]th full moon. I want to take Lingqing to a place. There is a record of my past. If there is someone who can share it with me, I hope that person is You." Nanfeng Bujing showed his sincerity without any concealment.

If you are my lover, then—how happy should I be?The two men destined to be entangled in my life—Master Fengxiu broke the protective shell of my self-exile, and extended a warm hand to me who fell into the abyss.Nanfeng Bujing broke the shackles of my frozen heart, and warmed up this cold heart with his hotness and sincerity.

The person who loves me has no regrets for me, but I shed all tears for the person I love.How sad? !Even if it is an illusion of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, let Nanfeng Bujing have a warm dream! "How about listening to my arrangement today? Feng Qing must have never visited a market, right?! Seeing that you are always living in isolation, why don't you visit the bustling market today. Experience something new that you have never felt before."

"Okay!" Nanfeng Bujing was filled with indescribable joy, if this was a dream, I would rather never wake up again!

"In Killing Broken Island, I have never had the chance to come out for decades. Women are not allowed to show their faces, and I can only leave the palace to go to the altar when offering sacrifices, but I am also accompanied by my father and brother. Feng Qing , I really don’t want to go back, I will never be able to breathe the free air in that place.” Xiang Ling said sadly about the past.

Nanfeng Bujing didn't know how to comfort her, imitating his father when he was a child, stroking Xiangling's head clumsily with his hands (Author: It's a bit like comforting a puppy, haha)

"Let's go." Xiang Lingdan lost her sadness, put on a cheerful tone, and walked towards Liuchu Piaoyingwai.

Nan Feng Bujing walked with Xiang Ling, staring blankly at the hand held by Xiang Ling just now, what kind of feeling is this?

This is a joy that cannot be written with all the words in the world!Looking at Xiang Ling's cheerful appearance, with a faint smile on his lips, he just held her hand - tightly.

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