Deer bone

As soon as the truth of the catastrophe came out, everyone stopped thinking about seeking revenge, and only focused on practicing, hoping to see the way of that day as soon as possible.

After Zou Yu and Feng Yunmo talked alone, he learned that Feng Yunmo might return to a sick body at any time this year. He was shocked, and set up the heaven and earth altar for Feng Yunmo to make a divination.

The hexagram image says: Misfortune depends on happiness, and happiness depends on misfortune.

Leng Qingxie and Fu Qinghan left Xiaosanyang Peak the next day and went to Shikun.

In ten years, Na Shikun had already returned to calm.

Ten years ago, after Sanyang Lingzun and others hid in the secret lamp for a month, they came out and asked Qi Yin to settle accounts, but Qi Yin was extremely cunning, Sanyang Lingzun and others only destroyed his three souls and four souls , did not find his real body, and kept searching secretly afterwards, but did not find out where he was hiding.

Feng Yunmo stayed in Xiaosanyang Peak until Dongyue before castigating Shikun.

Before leaving, Fengyunmo gave Zou Yu two books, one was "Xuanling Nine Records" written by him from memory, and the other was the structure drawing of Tianjice.

Zou Yu asked him why he didn't personally supervise the restoration of Tianji Policy, Feng Yunmo paused for a moment before saying that he didn't have much time.

Zou Yu thought he was saying that his life was nearing the end of his life, so he hurriedly scolded: "What are you talking about? Your doom is still far away!"

Feng Yunmo laughed and went down the mountain with a laugh.

This year, it was snowing heavily, and a plum tree in Shikun's secret realm was in full bloom against the frost and snow, both red and white, hiding the character of the world.

Most of the mountains are a vast expanse of white, and the ice and snow are blown by the wind and turned into mist, filling the mountains.

Feng Yunmo was so happy to step on the snow to see the plum blossoms, he hurried into the plum forest, and the plums disappeared after entering, only to see Leng Qingxie alone in the Meili Yunting.

After Feng Yunmo was surprised, he was so happy that he almost ran over. He shook off the snow on his cloak and robe, looked at Leng Qingxie's bland eyes and asked:

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here."

Well, this topic is deadlocked.

Feng Yunmo started talking again: "What about Xian Ge and Qing Han?"

"In the back mountain."

"What are they doing in the back mountain?"

"do not know."

Feng Yunmo's heart is bleeding, admit it, this topic has hit a dead end again.

Feng Yunmo said some more words without giving up, but Leng Qingxie always silenced him with a few words.

The only thing to be happy about is that Leng Qingxie always answers every question, and he doesn't mean to think he is noisy, which shows that Leng Qingxie attaches great importance to him.

It's just that Leng Qingxie doesn't like to say too many useless things, and every time he talks to him, he can't say a few words, and the atmosphere becomes tense. This always makes Feng Yunmo feel a sense of frustration for no reason.

Feng Yunmo took out a jug of wine from his waist, and he said: "This time, you have to show me some face, you have to taste it more or less, I spent a lot of effort to brew it for you."

"Face?" Leng Qingxie thought for a moment: "Well, you seem to value face very much."

As he said that, Xiao Min took a sip, Feng Yunmo hurriedly squeezed his chin, pushed the wine glass in his hand towards his mouth, forcing him to drink it up.

Seeing Leng Qingxie's face flushed from coughing, Feng Yunmo laughed and said, "It's a man who drinks like this to enjoy himself." He didn't care whether Leng Qingxie glared at him or not, he picked up the wine on his own, raised his head and poured it down.

"Boom!"

When Feng Yunmo heard the sound, he took a look and saw that Leng Qingxie's head had already hit the stone table. He looked at Feng Yunmo with drunken eyes, with mist and anger hidden in his eyes.

Normally, his eyes are separated by a layer of sea, so that no one can see the emotions in his heart.They all said that the sky was hidden in Leng Qingxie's eyes, and stars were born when he moved.

"Fengyunmo, you... you really deserve to die!"

Leng Qingxie closed his eyes slightly, and cursed Feng Yunmo intermittently. In a blink of an eye, his hand had already transformed into a spiritual whip, and he slashed at Feng Yunmo, but unfortunately it was not very lethal.

Drunk, he stood crookedly, looked at people with squinted eyes, and what he saw were double images.

"Are you blaming me? I didn't know that you would pour it after just one drink." You must know that you have already been poured.Feng Yunmo received it silently in his heart.

Feng Yunmo grabbed the spiritual whip he threw over and coaxed him to fall asleep in his arms.

Looking into Leng Qingxie's eyes, Feng Yunmo couldn't help laughing, his drunken state had a different demeanor from the past.

"Qingxie?" He tried to call out, but there was no response.

How much he wanted to see his blurred and hazy eyes again, but now he has closed them to prevent him from peeping.

Feng Yunmo put his hands on his eyes, trying to lift his eyelids, but after a few times of no success, he gave up this stupid idea.

Feng Yunmo turned around and pulled the Huafa in front of him behind him. He always knew that Leng Qingxie couldn't watch too much, and after watching too much, he would become addicted.

But now, not only did he stare at him for a long time, but he was also extremely close to him.

He looked at the pale pink lips, and lost his mind for a while.

So close, within reach, how can I let it go.

Feng Yunmo just lowered his head, pressed his lips, and left in an instant.

A light kiss is like falling snow without a trace.

He touched his heart with his hand, and listening to the sound of his heart beating like a drum, he pursed his lips and smiled lowly, with mist in his eyes, looking at the distant sky.

Desperate...

"Feng Yunmo, don't look at me like that." He suddenly remembered ten years ago, when Leng Qingxie looked at him coldly, with no words.

How did you think of me at that time?

This life has been connected, the love has been deeply promised, the love has been deeply planted, and I can't get rid of it.

If I get you, I will be lucky.

If I lose you, I will take my life.

The earth is full of grasses, and the cliffs are covered with ice, which makes people's faces and hands and feet turn red.

Feng Yunmo put Leng Qingxie behind his back, and walked away like a Merlin.

In the snow-white ground in the plum grove, there was a string of footprints, which were soon covered by snow again, leaving no traces.

Behind the bluestone in the plum grove, the brothers of the Fu family have been hiding here for a long time.They came not too early or too late, just happened to meet Feng Yunmo bowing his head to kiss Leng Qingxie.

Fu Qinghan covered Fu Xiange's mouth, but Fu Xiange's eyes widened, his handsome face flushed red.

He stepped on Fu Qinghan's foot fiercely, and Fu Qinghan hugged his feet in pain, looking helplessly at Fu Xiange who was crying or laughing.

Fu Xiange gritted his teeth and shouted: "Feng Yunmo is so daring! See if His Highness wakes up and doesn't kill him!"

Although Fu Xiange loves to joke, in his heart, their Highness is so noble that no desecration is allowed, even Feng Yunmo.

Fu Qinghan knew that Fu Xiange was uncomfortable and couldn't make it through, so he could only persuade him: "Xiange, you must not say that, if Feng Yunmo dies, where does His Highness go to find Qiling? If he can't find Qiling, what will His Highness do?" Be king?"

"But he... Your Highness... What if he, what if he forces His Highness?"

"Don't worry, I trust him, he would rather hurt himself than His Highness."

There was no sound around, only the snow kept falling and the cold wind kept blowing.

There are many words that should be hidden until it withers and no longer sprouts.

There are many things that should be avoided until it dissipates and is no longer reborn.

Feng Yunmo entered the room with Leng Qingxie on his back, and added another handful of sandalwood.

Feng Yunmo took out a red ribbon from his bosom, straightened out Leng Qingxie's disheveled hair, and tied it up.

"Ten years ago, I wanted to know what you would look like with your hair tied up. I never found a chance."

Feng Yunmo said to himself, looked at it a few times, was stunned for a while, and finally untied the red ribbon and put it on the bedside.

He just sat there looking at Leng Qingxie's sleeping face, and occasionally looked at the sky outside.

Before I knew it, it was already night.

When Leng Qingxie woke up, it was already ten minutes in the middle of the night, Feng Yunmo had already left, and the brothers of the Fu family were sitting by the side to guard him.

Leng Qingxie saw that the brothers of the Fu family had strange expressions, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Your Highness, you are drunk." Fu Xiange's tone was a little angry.

"It won't happen next time, and I didn't expect him to dare pour me down."

"He dared to force you, he—he even scolded you." Fu Xiange was furious.

"Call me? Scold me what."

Fu Qinghan hurriedly pulled Fu Xiange aside: "It's far away, I can't hear you clearly. Rest well, Your Highness, we're leaving."

From that day on, Leng Qingxie never saw Feng Yunmo again in Shi Kunli.

No one in Shikunli saw Fengyunmo.

Once, he heard the Fu family brothers ask him in a probing tone if he had killed Feng Yunmo, he frowned and said, "Why should I kill him?"

As soon as he asked this sentence, the two brothers fell silent, and never mentioned Feng Yunmo again.

Until later, Lingqing ran out of his sleeve and told him that Feng Yunmo had kissed him while he was drunk before disappearing.

Leng Qingxie's expression changed, and he turned around and asked the brothers of the Fu family: "Lingqing said that Feng Yunmo kissed me on the day I was drunk, and you were there that day, is that true?"

The brothers of the Fu family were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they hurriedly pulled Lingqing aside, shaking its head threateningly and said: "I forgot what happened that day, do you hear me? You little brains know what a kiss is? Huh? You are talking nonsense to Your Highness! Forget about it, do you hear me?"

Ling tilted his head to one side, with his nostrils facing the sky, and just ignored him.

"Your Highness, Lingqing is talking nonsense. It is separated from us by race, and its understanding is misunderstood. Fengyunmo was just helping you wipe the drink from your mouth." Fu Xiange said with a mournful face.

Leng Qingxie's face darkened on the spot, and the Fu family brothers beside him looked embarrassed, and their hearts tightened, secretly thinking that Fengyunmo's fate was over.

Unexpectedly, after being silent for a long time, Leng Qingxie's first words turned out to be: "Something happened to Fengyunmo."

"How does Your Highness know?"

Leng Qingxie lazily leaned towards the door, and said expressionlessly, "If he dares to touch me, he won't hide from me. Probably something happened to him before he disappeared."

"Then shall we go find him?" Fu Qinghan asked with a frown.

Leng Qingxie shook his head and said, the world is so big, if Fengyunmo wants to hide, it will be hard to find them, and he must ask the seniors in Shikunli for help in this matter.

Leng Qingxie went to look for the Sanyang Lingzun that day, and the Sanyang Lingzun announced to the Holy Spirit of the world, and if there was any trace of Fengyunmo, he would report to Shi Kun.