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

Phoenix has a flexible body and is very good at twisting people.

Rong Yi's two jade-like paws stepped on his shoulders, and her two wings warmly closed, sticking to Xiangli Feilu's cheeks, the red-golden feathers were shining brightly.

Such a big phoenix, but the feathers are unexpectedly soft and soft.

Xiangli Feilu let go of his hand slowly, the cold sweat gradually subsided, and he pressed down the seal that was almost forced up just now.

This kind of warmth seemed to give him an illusion—the person who broke through his barrier just now seemed to not exist, but just a bird that loves to roll around like a baby.

Xiangli Feilu stretched out his hand to lift him off, but Rong Yi was very nimble, he stretched out his right hand, and Rong Yi drilled in the opposite direction.

Xiangli Feilu wrestled with him patiently for a long while, and finally pinched his claws and pulled them off, but Rong Yi went along with the flow, curled up in his embrace, with her furry head pressed against his chin, rubbing against his chin. go.

Xiangli Feilu: "..."

He couldn't, and he didn't want to waste more time with him, so he let him go.

The captain of the imperial army has already come up: "Master, we escorted you out of the city, and the entourage is already waiting under the tower. Hey, this is... what kind of bird is this?"

The captain of the imperial army glanced at Rong Yi in Xiangli Feilu's arms, and his eyes widened in amazement for a moment: the radiant feathers, in this gloomy rainy day, illuminated the eyes like a ball of flame, dazzling and noble.

He only needs to take a look to know that this is definitely not an ordinary bird!

Xiang Lifei paused for a moment, then said indifferently, "I picked it up, I don't know."

Rong Yi raised her head from his embrace and looked at him.

Xiangli Feilu pushed him down, and said softly to the captain of the imperial army, "Let's go now."

The captain of the imperial army looked eagerly at the phoenix in his arms: "I picked it up? Master, where did you pick it up? I also want to pick one up...can I touch it? This bird looks very easy to touch..."

He stretched out his hand, and before he was five or six inches away, Rong Yi stretched his neck, took aim and yelled fiercely, scaring the captain of the imperial army to run away in an instant: "Why are you so fierce!"

Rong Yi retracted her neck shyly, and hugged Xiangli Feilu again.

Although Xiangli Feilu practiced in the pagoda, he followed the old abbot to go to the border to exorcise evil spirits since he was a child. In order to hold the Qingyue Sword, he practiced swords and strengthened his body.

Rong Yi leaned back happily, and was hugged by Xiangli Feilu—to be precise, he was forced to hang on his chest, and got off the pagoda like this.

The captain of the imperial guards was by the side, still watching eagerly, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it. However, after a long time watching the bird's head pressed against Xiangli Feilu's chest, he also felt a little strange.

It's as if their Master Buddha...was raped by a bird.

"Ghosts are rampant in the south recently. I heard the news from the former master of the state that Qingyue town has been in chaos due to the flood recently. The demonic energy, demonic energy, and popularity are confused. There are already many disciples who are practicing. I was deceived by ghosts and ghosts pretending to be human beings, gouged out my heart and devoured it, and please be careful along the way."

"It's okay."

Xiangli Feilu gripped the Qingyue Sword tightly, and drew out the blade with one hand. The green blade cut iron like mud, and inserted it firmly into the ground, while the other fingertip formed a seal.

The wind, sand and rain floated up, spreading outward from the position of Qingyue Sword, reopening a layer of Dharma-seal enchantment, and the pale golden Buddha's light rose into the sky, centered on the pagoda, gradually climbed up, covering the entire King Jiang City.The warm and generous atmosphere steadily protected this side of the land.

"I'm not here, please take care of yourself."

Xiangli Feilu kept everything simple, cutting off the horses and entourage again and again, leaving only the necessary drivers and attendants to carry things.

From yesterday to today, he packed and sorted out several large boxes of good magic medicines and scriptures, and prepared to take them to Qingyue Town.

Rong Yi followed him into the car - he saw a round woven flower cushion in the center at a glance, and immediately flapped his wings happily and flew over, circling and squatting, and folded his wings.

Xiangli Feilu's seat was taken by him, but he didn't say anything, and sat on the other side.

The horse-drawn carriage left the city gate and was escorted by the forbidden army. A long queue formed on the side of the street, and all the people came out to see them off.

Xiang Lifei Lu raised the corner of the car curtain to look out, Rong Yi followed and saw that his expression had also become gentle at the moment.

This dark water-colored street, the blue-gray sky, the cool rain with fruity fragrance and cold air, the colorful umbrellas like hundreds of flowers are gathered outside, and the transparent raindrops are constantly falling on the umbrellas. Behind the raindrops and the mist Covered faces.

Rong Yi followed him to watch for a while, until Xiangli Fei Lu looked away, and then looked at him again.

Rong Yi shook her wings, tilted her head and said, "You seem to be happy raising them. But you seem unhappy raising me."

Xiangli Feilu may be in a good mood, although there is no change in Cang Cui's eyes, the corners of his lips are hooked for the first time: "If Shangshen went to find the captain of the imperial guard just now, he must be very happy to raise you."

Rong Yi thought about it seriously, and was a little disgusted: "But he is not as good-looking as you, and he is not just a lover."

Xiangli Feilu stopped talking, lowered his eyes, and reached out to pick up a volume of Buddhist scriptures.

Just looking at Rong Yi's bored appearance, he couldn't help but think that Fenghuang's words and deeds have been watched by him these days, maybe he doesn't know what love is, but he just wants to find someone to raise him.

The vehicle moved forward, and when it reached the road out of the city, it began to bump a little.The carriage began to shake, Rong Yi seemed to find this shaking very interesting, so he raised his neck to feel it, the carriage shook, and the phoenix hair on his head shook accordingly.Later, he seemed to feel sleepy, and fell asleep again.

Xiangli Feilu got out of the car and had dinner with his entourage.

The royal family's chariots are fast, changing horses at any time, and they will reach the south in about two or three days.

Wherever they passed, even if they only stopped in the wilderness of the countryside, there were always people who were warm to each other, and even chased them out of the post station for a few miles, just to give them something.

"Master doesn't accept anything, but we were under your responsibility in the past, and the folks asked us to send it, so we can't go back and return!"

There was a young man who had chased from the post station for several miles, almost begging them to accept something, Xiangli Feilu couldn't help it, and then said: "Then, keep this bag of fruit."

Therefore, there are many fruits in the carriage.

But according to the observation of the coachman and several others, Xiangli Feilu doesn't like to eat berries.

Rong Yi slept until night before waking up.In the evening, the heavy rain stopped, replaced by a hazy drizzle, so fine and clear that it was almost invisible, weaving a thin net between human hair.

Xiangli Feilu was not in the car, Rong Yi stretched her body vigorously, transformed back into a human form, and went down to look for him through the fog, rain and moss.

Xiangli Feilu was holding an umbrella with a white background dotted with mountains and rivers, and a compass by his side, standing quietly and meditating facing the vast wilderness.

The rain and fog are everywhere, and in fact, an umbrella can't block it, his shoulders and cuffs are slightly wet, the pitch black and beautiful, making his figure clear and straight.In the vast mountains, the moonlight shone on the two of them, clear and bright.

He actually noticed that Rong Yi was coming, but he still didn't move.

After the compass stopped swinging, he calculated for a moment, wrote down something on the pen and paper he carried with him, and put it into two letter boxes for pigeons, ready to send it to the post station tomorrow.

"what is this?"

Rong Yi was still not afraid of water, just like the first day he saw him, sitting cross-legged on a wet rock, the surrounding rain fell, but it couldn't leave any marks on his body.

Xiangli Feilu said, "Believe me."

"I know it's a letter, what are you looking at?"

Rong Yi followed him and looked up, a first-quarter moon hung in the blue-black sky, the moonlight was clear, a small spark formed in his hand, when the rain touched it, it would evaporate into hot mist, and it would make a "squeak" sound.

He liked to hear the sound, so he hooked and released his fingertips, and sparks spewed out from time to time, drying up the water vapor.

"At this time of year, we should only be able to see the first quarter moon before the destiny, but it is still midnight and it is raining, which means that the sky is abnormal, and the further south we go, the more abnormal it becomes." Xiangli Feilu said lightly.

"The sky is abnormal, what will happen?" Rong Yi asked.

"In Jiang Country's history, there have been three recorded celestial phenomena of the first quarter moon at the beginning of the month, one Beiguan earthquake, one drought, and one ghost country invasion." Xiangli Feilu's voice was still faint, "People will die."

He took the compass.

The compass was copper-colored, glowing with the luster of being touched and used for a long time, reflecting his hands more white and slender.

He put away the umbrella.

Rong Yi was not interested in dead people, he seemed to be more interested in that umbrella, but after seeing him leave, he didn't stay any longer, but followed him back to the car: "It's time for you to brush my hair."

Xiangli Feilu is not as repulsive to him now as he was in the first few days, but he is still indifferent, with a certain routine indifference.

Rong Yi turned into a phoenix and nestled on him, Xiangli Feilu took an ivory comb and combed it gently for him.

The feathers of the phoenix are light and soft, unlike ordinary mortal birds, once the feathers grow, the quills become stiff.

The phoenix's fur is so soft that it is similar to that of some cubs. It is very light, soft and comfortable. The red gold color is shining under the light, and it is a very warm color at first glance.

At this moment, Xiangli Feilu was distracted, thinking of the recurring dream that had run through half his life: he was sitting in a dark and closed corner, he didn't know what he was doing, he didn't remember who he was, and there was a bird squatting in his sleeve. The baby bird has an exceptionally soft touch, obedient and gentle.

He was distracted, and the Phoenix in his arms gave a "chirp", followed by the young man's dissatisfied voice: "You hurt me."

Xiangli Feilu lowered his eyes to look - he didn't actually use any force, but the comb teeth just picked up a piece of crooked short down feather, he didn't pay attention, and directly brought this small piece of feather down.

He knew that Fenghuang was delicate, and he said quietly, "I'm sorry."

Rong Yi didn't bother with him either, he looked at Xiangli Feilu's emerald green eyes, and said suddenly: "My mother is like you, although she raises phoenixes well, she is not very good at grooming."

Xiangli Feilu's movements stopped, he didn't want to answer, but Rong Yi continued: "Before I was born, my mother was the most beautiful phoenix in the phoenix family, and she never worried about her. Someone combed her. When I was born later, I became the most beautiful phoenix. She was always angry with me, but she didn’t allow others to comb me. If my feathers were broken, she would pretend nothing happened. .”

"Actually, although it hurts a bit, it doesn't matter, because we are phoenixes, with the ability to repair and regenerate. You see, it has grown."

Rong Yi raised her wings to show him, but he couldn't find the broken feather.

Xiangli Feilu stopped his movements, lowered his eyes, and stared at him, but he couldn't find the Phoenix after searching for a long time.

He said: "Got it, don't look for it anymore, I will continue to comb it for you."

Rong Yi didn't do it, he huddled around in front of him, squirmed around for a while, tilted his head to look for one by one.

Xiangli Feilu also waited quietly, letting him hug her back and forth.

It was already very late at night, the coachman and the attendants were all asleep, and there was only the sound of the rain outside, together with Rong Yi's vague grunts, resounding into a certain constant frequency.

Xiangli Feilu was tossed by this phoenix so much that he couldn't sleep all night yesterday. Before he left, he spent his energy and formed a pagoda barrier with his soul. He gradually became sleepy, and his hand holding the ivory comb gradually loosened. up.

It's just that he was still thinking in his drowsiness, thinking that maybe he wanted to answer the Phoenix's words—since someone combed him in the past, and he also had close relatives, why not love someone?

Why bother with him here.

It's just that I didn't ask, and maybe it wouldn't help if I asked.

"I found it!"

He suddenly heard the young man's voice, and instantly woke up from his heavy drowsiness. Something soft brushed his cheek finely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his arms sank, and Rong Yi's breath was pressed against his face.

He didn't know when he changed back to his original body, the appearance of a young man, lying in his arms, getting very close, holding a strand of soft black hair between his fingers, and proudly wanted to show him: the strand of hair came from It was combed in the middle and is now lengthening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The carriage was narrow, and Xiangli Feilu was leaning on the side, with a book beside him, which smelled of sandalwood.

And this time Rong Yi was really lying in his arms. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw his black hair, delicate nose bridge, upturned phoenix eye tails, long, jet-black eyelashes, and the eyes below were so clear. .

There was also the phoenix wing root that he was carrying and clasping in his arms—now it is the boy's back, thin and shiny, so soft that it is unreasonable.