After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi originally thought that this time Xiangli Feilu would be obedient and come forward to kiss his fingers, but this time Xiangli Feilu didn't move, and his breath suddenly became slightly cold and stiff.

Xiangli Feilu's green eyes were silent for a long time: "It seems that Shangshen is in good spirits, and just needs to rest for a while. If there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first."

Rong Yi watched his leaving back, tilted her head, and muttered: "Stingy..."

"You don't accompany me and you don't kiss me. How can you raise a phoenix like you?" Rong Yi counted again, "None of the 36 before did this to me."

The moment Xiangli Feilu closed the door, he happened to hear his words.

At this moment, a slight emotion flashed in his eyes, and even the corners of his lips, which had been tensed all day long, moved undetectably.

It was as if a piece of solid ice had melted slightly at this moment.

Inside the door, the warm medicinal fragrance and the bright yellow candlelight are all isolated inside.

Xiangli Feilu turned around, the wet cold wind blew his sleeves, the sky outside was blue and gray, his fingers holding the Qingyue Sword were clearly knuckles, his cold white skin was taut, revealing light blue veins.

The whole Qingyue Town is busy with relocation to other places. Xiangli Feilu's decree is like an imperial decree. The city guard in the east got the news and sent troops to escort him.The rest of the people handle everything else related to it.

For those who refused to leave, the priest persuaded them one by one, and Xiangli Feilu also persuaded them one by one.

He said: "It's not that I want to give up here, it's just that I want one person to guard, and in the future, my fathers and villagers will return Qingyue Town as good as before. Everyone is here, I have some worries about the future, and I can't use it. I also ask for your understanding."

The old lady who stood in the yard yesterday and refused to leave was finally moved by their repeated persuasion. Now she is following the entourage preparing to leave, laboriously counting her luggage.

She made a living selling tofu and married a blacksmith who made swords. There were fifty or sixty demon-slaying swords made of iron and jade neatly in her house. All of them had been donated to the frontier half a year ago, and only a few Bundle.

Those swords were too heavy for her to lift by herself, and she couldn't take them all away, so she only brought a delicate and small sword.

In the heavy rain, the old woman was wearing a coir raincoat, and even the wrinkles on her face seemed to be filled with fine rain mist, which made her voice hoarse and dull: "This is my maiden sword."

She was accompanied by a few girls, those girls were either ordinary or charming, but each of them carried a heavy iron box on their shoulders.

Whenever a newborn baby is born in Qingyue Town, if it is a daughter, then that family will make a sword made of iron and jade for her, and bring it to her husband's house after she leaves the cabinet in the future, symbolizing the expectation and protection of her mother's family.If it is a man, then the family will cast a scabbard, and even the poorest family will decorate it with jade and gold, and let the boy wear it from the day he reaches the crown, which means that he will be a gentleman like gold and jade from now on .

A little boy next to him murmured, "But no one made me a scabbard."

He was the child who was overwhelmed by the ghost that day, and Xiangli Feilu gave him medicine with his own hands. His parents died early, and now he has nothing with him, only a small windmill and some food.Standing in the crowd, he was at a loss and wanted to find an adult to rely on, but he saw that every adult had their own things to do. The luggage cart was slowly pulling, and the compartment was full of people. He stood in the rain, hugging With his own burden, there was some confusion in his eyes.

Xiangli Feilu bent down, held the little boy by the shoulders, picked him up, and sent him to an empty car in charge of a priest: "You come here, I will take you out of the city together."

The little boy recognized him, his eyes lit up, but he was still a little timid: "Master..."

His eyes stayed on the Qingyue Sword in his hand.The Qingyue Sword is Jiang Guo's sword for protecting the country, and it was also cast by them in Qingyue Town. It is the most beautiful sword, pure black and blue, retaining the most pure simplicity and aura. The scabbard is not inlaid with gold. It is black jade and bright silver, as transparent as water.

Xiangli Feilu noticed his eyes and smiled: "I don't have anyone to make me a scabbard either. Do you like it?"

The little boy froze for a moment and opened his eyes wide.

"In the future, he may be yours. We will select priests from all over the country to decide the next owner of the Qingyue Sword. Take care of yourself. If there is anything you are not used to, please come to us directly."

The child's eyes shone with joy and excitement, his fingers curled up because of tension and excitement, and he wiped vigorously on his dirty clothes: "Okay!"

Xiangli Feilu closed the curtain door of the carriage.

A priest ran over from behind, panting: "My lord, I have asked them all, and they are all registered in the register. It's just a timetable for preparation and departure. Now we can't make up our minds. What do you think?"

Xiangli Feilu reached out to take the booklet in his hand, and saw the detailed travel arrangements, which were detailed and thoughtful, only a few people had not been finalized yet, one was him, the other was Xianglihong, and the third was Rongyi.

The priest stood beside him, watched him cautiously, and whispered, "Master Xiangli is still in the room, and no one is allowed to enter. Madam also needs to bury the spirit. This is a trivial matter, and it is impossible according to the custom." Madam's coffin went out of the city and was buried outside Qingyue Town..."

"Young Master Rong is coming with me. I want to ask about Master." Xiang Lifei Lu whispered, "I'll go over to have a look right away."

The place where Xianglihong lives now is in a secluded place on the edge of Shenguanwu, just separated by several pavilions, where Rongyi is.

Xiangli Feilu walked downstairs, looked up, paused for a moment, before he could turn around, a pink and white shadow suddenly appeared in the corridor of the pavilion, Rong Yi's head poked out from above, just in time to look over , and his line of sight.

This phoenix probably held back for a long time, and when he came out to let the wind out, he lay on the railing.

Xiangli Feilu has very good eyesight. When he saw Rongyi talking to him, he rested his chin on both hands, happily, and mouthed: "Have you come to see me?"

Actually it wasn't, but for some reason, he didn't say the word "no".

Xiangli Feilu said: "God please come down and walk."

Rong Yi's figure disappeared immediately.

Xiangli Feilu thought he was going to run down the stairs, but after a while, a red-golden phoenix rose into the sky like flowing fire, circled and flew down, piercing the blue moon like a flame suddenly shining The town was darkened by the rain.

The wind blew past, and with the breath of flowers and fruits, he flew down lightly like this.

Xiangli Feilu stretched out his hand, wanting him to stop, but when Rong Yi landed on the ground, she naturally transformed into a human body, threw herself into his arms, hooked his arms around his neck, and smiled brightly: "Okay, here I come. "

The young man's breath passed by, his eyes were shining brightly, and all the reflections in it were his shadow.

"I'm going to visit Master now, and God will walk with me, okay? I'll send you back later." Xiangli Feilu said.

Rong Yi also said: "Okay..."

The rain was pattering, Xiangli Feilu was holding an umbrella, it was the red umbrella.

Rong Yi doesn't need an umbrella, but he likes the color, so he must come over and walk side by side with him under the umbrella.

The surrounding area was very quiet, more than half of the people in Shenguanwu had left, and even Rong Yi noticed this abnormality: "Where are the others?"

"Leave first..." Xiangli Feilu said.

"Oh..." Rong Yi thought about it again, and reached out to hold a handful of raindrops, "That's right, since there are ghosts and ghosts in this place, and there is such a heavy fog, you should leave early."

He didn't understand the importance of water veins to Jiang Guo, nor did he understand the insistence of the people in Qingyue Town on "staying".

Xiangli Feilu smiled, "God is right..."

The voice was very calm, even a bit gentle, Rong Yi looked up at him, saw the look on his face, and stopped in her footsteps.

Xiangli Feilu didn't notice it, so he took a step ahead of him. The umbrella passed him one step ahead. When he realized it, he turned his head and subconsciously put the umbrella back on Rong Yi's head, and asked, "Why?" gone?"

"No, it's just that you look really good-looking when you smile, much better than the fierce look before."

Rong Yi looked up at the umbrella covering her head again, it was red and soft with the fragrance of ink, like the ripe soft red persimmons during the Brahma puja, he seemed a little puzzled, "I'm not afraid of water, rain I won’t get sick either, this thing is beautiful but bulky, it takes up one hand, and it also blocks the vision, making it look very narrow...but I like you to hold the umbrella for me.”

This quietly growing feeling was indescribable, as if it had caused him some trouble.Rong Yi just stopped there, as if she was seriously thinking about what conclusion she should draw.

The rain dripped down, weaving a snow-white net around the ribs, and the sound of the rain drowned out all other sounds.

Xiangli Feilu felt the heat of his fingertips, something cool and rough entangled his fingers, squeezed open the closed fingers, it was Rong Yi's gauze-wrapped hands, only the fingertips were left, the hand was light And soft, but with a kind of domineering and unreasonable brute force.

Fingers intertwined.

Rong Yi was satisfied: "I see in those picture books, when lovers walk together, they always want to hold hands."

"Shangshen has found 36 people before, so I should have heard about it." Xiang Lifei Lu's voice was flat, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.

Rong Yi didn't expect him to mention this matter suddenly, so he thought about it seriously.

Those Xianjia Shenlang, one is more upright and polite than the other, and the other is gentler and more patient than the other, even though they have done the most intimate things, but when no one is with him, they are as intimate and comfortable as those scripts say.

He shook his head regretfully: "No, none of them ever held my hand."

Xiangli Feilu stopped talking.

He retracted his gaze, stared at the road in front of him, held an umbrella, and walked through the corridor. In front of him was a piece of indistinct water vapor. The chill hit his face, and his whole body was cold. The north wind that blows on the top of the pagoda all the year round, but at this moment, only the left hand held by Rong Yi, the fingertips are entangled, the warmth is gradually growing, and it is faintly hot.

Arriving at the courtyard where Xianglihong was, Xiangli Feilu stopped while leading Rongyi, and said in a low voice, "You wait here for me."

Rong Yi nodded seriously: "Okay..."

There was a bright light in Xianglihong's room. Xiangli Feilu walked to the door and knocked on the door a few times, but no one responded. When he was hesitating to push the door and enter, the door suddenly opened, and Xianglihong was all over. Appeared haggardly at the door.

The tail of his hair was stained with rainwater, and the lower part of the wheelchair was also splashed with muddy water, and he looked like he had just left the house.

"Master..."

"Come in and talk..."

Xianglihong struggled to shake the wheelchair to make way for him, and Xiangli Feilu gently closed the door.

The room was damp and cold, Xianglihong glanced out of the window, and sighed softly: "All gone?"

Xiangli Feilu said: "It's almost there, when is Master going to leave?"

Xianglihong remained silent.

After a long while, he said, "I saw a formation in that book, which can directly lock the source of cause and effect, and capture demons..."

He didn't go on, and stopped halfway through.

Xiangli Feilu said: "I will go out of the city to escort the people all the way to the fog-free border, and then I will come back. Master will go out of the city together."

Xianglihong's eyes were bloodshot, "You want to stay and guard Qingyue Town, how can you do it alone? I won't leave, I am the guarding priest here, and I can't dereliction of duty."

"Others have left, and it is considered to be in accordance with your opinion. I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and I know what kind of mind you are, you want me to go, you stay, but your temperament is not taught by me. Yes." Xiang Lihong's voice was hoarse, "Where is there such a saying that the master is a deserter when the apprentice doesn't leave?"

"Alright..." Xiangli Feilu said, "In two days, I will see you off and go out of the city. When I come back, I will guard the water veins of Qingyue Town together with you, Master."

"Alright..." Xiang Lihong coughed a few times, "I'll take advantage of this time to bury her."

They each take a step back from each other, simply because they have understood each other's decisions over the years and cannot be changed, let alone interfered.

There is no need to say anything else.

"Then, master, take care, I'll go back there first." Xiangli Feilu stood up.

Xianglihong escorted him to the door, as if he had noticed something, he raised his head and glanced into the corner.Although there is nothing there, only a lonely pavilion in a corner.

"Guardian God..." he asked in a low voice, "Do you also follow out of the city?"

"He's with me..." Xiangli Feilu also replied in a low voice.

Xiang Lihong nodded: "Okay..." He didn't say anything more, the threshold stopped his wheelchair, and it seemed to stop him in the dark world inside the door, where long moss could grow.

"Your master is older than last time."

Rong Yi crossed her legs, on a rockery behind the gazebo, thoughtful.

"People have a lifespan, so they will naturally grow older day by day." Xiangli Feilu said, "God, go back."

Rong Yi sat still, but only looked up at him and stretched out her hand.

His hands were white and moist, and the joints were covered with fine gauze. Neither his body nor the divine clothes were wet, but the cloth was gradually soaked, revealing a dark blue color underneath.

Xiangli Feilu stared at him, held his umbrella and went over, leaned over and took his hand, and gently held the slender five fingers in the palm of his hand.

Rong Yi was pulled by his side, just like when she came, they went back downstairs hand in hand.

"Today you took me out for a walk and came to see me. I'm very happy. So when is the next time?" Rong Yi asked.

Xiangli Feilu said, "Soon, God."

Rong Yi nodded: "Okay. Then I will continue to wait for you."

He waved at him, turned into a phoenix again, flapped his wings and flew high, piercing through the dim rain, and disappeared behind the tall buildings.

There was no one else on this floor before, and now the entire building has moved out, making it even quieter.

Rong Yi is used to this kind of silence, just like he is used to the tranquility of Brahma.He walked into the door, peeled a lychee for himself to eat, and then lay back on the bed, just when he was about to read the rest of Fengyue Biography, there was a chuckle in the room.

This laugh was particularly weird and abrupt. In front of it was a woman's soft and boneless voice, which made people's hearts soft, but the second half of the laugh switched to a man's voice without excessive. At the same time, the temperature in the room seemed to be cooling down along with it. a bit.

"God, the No. 30 seven people need you to feed yourself. What difference does it make if this person is not there? What's the fun in asking you to wait?"

"You only guard this man, why don't you look at me?"

Xiangli Feilu had just returned to the sentry post that was recently set up in Qingyue Town. As soon as he appeared, several priests strode over and reported to him in a deep voice: "Master, there is something important." They all looked very nervous.

"When?" Xiangli Feilu's green eyes were sharp and calm, and he asked directly without waiting for others to say, "Is there any movement in the ghost-repelling array I asked you to set up?"

"Yes, there is movement. Fortunately, master, you thought of this level. We are leaving. The erotic ghost really couldn't bear it anymore. Just now, a car full of people were sleeping, and the guarding priests did not suppress the mana of the erotic ghost. Passed out, but we didn't let it succeed, we noticed it when the formation came together, but we missed it by a few steps and told it to run away." The priest gritted his teeth, and brushed with several priests behind him Brush knelt on the ground, "It's because of our ineffectiveness, please punish me!"

"It's useless to pursue responsibility. I'll go find out where the monster is going."

Xiangli Feilu gripped the Qingyue Sword tightly and rushed to the place where the magic circle was.

This place has just been visited by Yan Gui. Although the mist has blocked all traces of the breath, but it has just been touched by the magic circle, and it can always leave some traces.

Next to the formation, there were indeed some marks left. The footprints were very light, like last time, only half footprints, as if walking on tiptoe.

"Yan Gui has been injured by the magic circle." Xiangli Feilu pulled out the Qingyue Sword, a cold light flashed, and the mana melted into the sword body, spreading the brilliance along the ground, and the dark golden trace could not be more than three feet away, and it was already broken In the mist, but the direction of Yangui's movement has been clearly pointed out.

east...

Xiangli Feilu chased in this direction, constantly consuming his mana all the way, forcing the retrospective spell, looking for any traces in the vast mist.

A few days ago, he used medicine to force himself to concentrate and keep his body in the best condition. The medicine was extremely strong, and his qi and blood were retrograde. The blood fell down drop by drop, slowly soaking into the sleeves, this injury never healed, probably because of the power of Ming karma.

Xiangli Feilu's chest heaved slightly, and when his breathing slowed down, the surrounding fog dispersed slightly, as if there was an invisible barrier surrounding the pavilion in front of him.

Xiangli Feilu was startled for a moment, and then realized what it was.

It's Phoenix Fire. The pure Phoenix karma blocked the surrounding fog, and this kind of fire element was extraordinarily subtle. It didn't seem like it was released by Rong Yi on its own initiative. Instead, it looked like... a fire that gradually became uncontrollable after it got out of control. .

Xiangli Feilu had seen this kind of situation before, when he was practicing spells for the first time, he couldn't hold back the spell and released it.

The pavilion in front of him is exactly where Rong Yi is.

Xiangli Feilu gripped the Qingyue Sword tightly, and ran straight upstairs without any pause, panting slightly, he pushed open the door of Rongyi's room.

There was a dark and strong fragrance in the room, not the flowery fragrance that Rong Yi usually wore.

As soon as Xiangli Feilu raised his eyes, he saw that the bed curtain had been put down, and the dark red bed curtain revealed the figures inside——overlapping, Rong Yi was leaning on the head of the bed, with a slightly bewildered expression, holding tightly with both hands. The clothes of the man on his body were already a little loose.

And that man couldn't see his face clearly, he just tilted his head and kissed Rong Yi's cheek with a very close gesture of intimacy.

Seeing Xiangli Feilu break into the door, he looked back vigilantly, and then smiled lightly: "Unexpectedly, Mingxing also has a demon, which allows me to sneak in. What a coincidence that you came, and ruined my good things...then , Lord Buddha...do you want to join us?"