This deity is handsome and splits the sky

Qiongshao on the moon, the entire backyard was quiet.

Feng Jixue knocked out the guard at night, and carefully moved to the door step by step. After a whole day of recuperation, Feng Jixue's wounds recovered a little, and she could walk around slowly. As long as she didn't move vigorously, she would be fine. .

Feng Cuixue reckoned in his heart that with his current recovery speed, the wound would recover in three or four days.The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is time to sneak.

Feng Jixue gently opened the door, it was fine, there was no one outside.Feng Cuixue stepped out of the door, just glanced casually to the side, and suddenly saw a tall and tall figure standing in the shadow, like a statue.

Feng Juxue was taken aback: "..."

Why is this man standing here like a ghost.

Qingfeng whispered: "It's cold outside, let's go back."

Feng Zuixue said with interest: "You have been standing here?"

Qingfeng gave a "hmm", and Feng Zuixue praised: "Not bad, the defense is tight, and I did it myself."

"No." Qingfeng frowned, then remained silent.

Feng urged Xuexin to say what then?Seeing that Qingfeng stopped talking, he was not curious why Qingfeng was standing here all the time, so he went back to the room, "I'm going to sleep." Everyone in Qingfeng was standing here, and his injuries were not healed, so naturally he slipped away. If it doesn't work, I can only look for another opportunity.

Qingfeng behind him finally spoke, "I found your sword, shall I put it in for you?"

Feng Zuixue tilted her head slightly, and turned her body towards the door, motioning for Qingfeng to come in.

Before Qingfeng was standing in the dark, Feng Xuexue could only vaguely see a figure, but now that Qingfeng walked in, Feng Zhuxue could clearly see that Qingfeng was still holding a sword box in his hand.

Qingfeng put the sword case on the table, opened it, and Mingxuejian lay quietly inside, the sword body was well maintained and shone with a dazzling luster.

"You found it?" Feng Cuixue was a little surprised, and took a look at the blade of the sword.

Qingfeng: "Fang Jianhong picked it up outside the city and brought it back."

Feng Cuixue was quite surprised. Fang Jianhong chased him out of the city?

"I didn't expect Brother Junmei to care about me so much. He's such a good man." Feng Cuixue stroked Mingxuejian and said movedly: "I must thank him in person. Where is he now?"

'If you don't need it, you just say that you found it and it's over. ' said the voice of the demon.

Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "He has something to do, so he left after delivering the sword."

Feng Qixue suddenly showed regret.

The demon let out a sour "heh".

Feng urged Xuezai to stroke Mingxuejian carefully, and glanced at Qingfeng, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"The Heart-eating Vine is still in the city. It has been watching your movements in the dark. You are still seriously injured and will fall into its hands as soon as you walk out of here." Qingfeng said: "You don't have to rush out of the city."

Feng Zuixue tilted her head slightly, "I have no intention of going out of the city."

He pointed to his unhealed chest, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, as if the wind was calm, "The Heart-eating Vine gave me such a great gift, and reciprocity is what a gentleman does."

Qingfeng felt a sudden pain in his chest, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as being twisted by a rope for an instant, and the person who 'sent' such a 'gift' as wind and snow was far from the only one who could 'give' the 'gift' of the wind and snow.

"Yes." Qingfeng breathed heavily, "Your injury is still not healed, the guards here are tight, and an enchantment formation is set up, the Heart-eating Vine will never break in, it is the best to heal your injuries here."

Feng Cuixue found a comfortable position and leaned against the head of the bed. The appearance of lazily leaning on the head of the bed was like a picture of a sick beauty. The beautiful pair of phoenix eyes of the "sick beauty" had a vague smile on her face. Looking at Qingfeng quietly.

Seeing that Feng Cuixue didn't answer, Qingfeng continued speaking very quickly: "You want revenge, and I also plan to reseal the Heart-Eating Vine. I just found some news about the Heart-Eating Vine here, so I can help us find it... The efficiency of working alone is definitely not as fast as cooperation. You must have learned from Fang Jianhong that I am also the owner of Chunfeng Deyi Building. The news here is the fastest and the network is the widest. There are also few opponents in the house."

"So." Feng Zuixue raised his eyebrows.

"So." Qingfeng took a deep breath, "Stay here and join hands with me to catch the heart-eating vine as quickly as possible."

After Qingfeng finished speaking, he watched Feng Zhuxue nervously, with his heart hanging high.

Unexpectedly, Feng Cuixue answered very readily, "Sounds very good."

Qingfeng didn't expect Feng Cuixue to agree so readily, and all the persuasive words he had prepared seemed to be useless, and before he had time to be happy, he heard Feng Cuixue ask: "But how can I be sure if you are here again? Lied to me?"

This time Qingfeng was silent for a long time, "You never believed what I lied to you before, so why worry about this time. Besides, this time, I have no reason to lie to you, I just... don't want you to be in danger again."

Feng Cuixue nodded in praise, "Qingqing repays grievances with virtue and has a chivalrous heart. He is really a good person."

Qingfeng: "..."

Feng Zhuxue leaned on the collapse, her white sleeves exposed her pale hands and knuckles. Since Feng Zhuxue came back to life, her skin had been morbidly pale, just like when she was dying five years ago--after all He can no longer be called a "human being".

"I was very scared when I found you at the heart-eating vine." Qingfeng said in a low voice, "I was afraid you would die." Yiqiao

Feng Zuixuexin said to pull it down, who was clamoring to kill me before.

"I'm sorry for you for those things before, and I have no way to explain it to you." Qingfeng paused seeing Feng Zhuxue's expression, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "Because some things happened to us before... I can't tell you about unpleasant things. But I really don't want you to be in danger again. "

"Oh." Feng Zuixue sat up, not sure if he heard Qingfeng's words just now, "Well, if I ask you something, you answer it well, and I will join hands with you to kill the Corrosion Heart Vine."

"I don't want to lie to you again, there are some things I can't tell you." Qingfeng said.

"I don't ask about your little secret, I just ask about an unimportant matter." Feng Cuixue said.

Qingfeng nodded, "Okay."

So Feng Cuixue asked, "Qingfeng, are you really my Taoist companion?"

Qingfeng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"We'll talk after we think about it," Feng Zuixue said again.

The sound of the wind driving the snow was very soft, but in this silent winter night, it somehow made people feel chills in the heart.

Qingfeng took a deep breath, was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "No."

Qingfeng lowered his eyes, didn't look at Feng Zhuxue, only heard Feng Zhuxue seemed to laugh, "Okay, I see."

Qingfeng's whole body seemed to be soaked in cold water, completely cold from head to toe.The identity of Taoist companion is the only bond to maintain his relationship with Feng Cuixue, even though it is too fragile.

He should have understood early on that wishful thinking would never come true, that broken mirrors cannot be undone, and that the relationship of 'Tao couple' cannot restrain Feng Cuixue, nor will Feng Cuixue look at him as tenderly and affectionately as before.

"Then... I'm leaving first, you should take good care of your wounds, and we'll discuss how to catch the Heart Vine after you recover from your injuries in two days." Qingfeng couldn't stay any longer, and took two steps back, "You have a good rest .”

"Stop cooking tomorrow, it's not good."

Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, "Oh, good."

"Why didn't you send it in by yourself? You hid from me and stood at the door for a whole day?" Feng Cuixue looked Qingfeng up and down, taking in all the embarrassment and helplessness of the other party, "I was the one who almost killed you, the one who saved me The person is you, why are you ashamed to meet people?"

"No." Qingfeng said hastily: "You didn't intend to kill me... I just thought you didn't want to see me." At the end, Qingfeng's voice became lower and lower.

Feng Cuixue laughed "poof", "That's why you avoided me?"

"Qingfeng...has anyone told you to stay?" Feng Zuixue asked with a smile.

Feng Cuixue looked at Qingfeng's stern face carefully again, and thought to himself: Seeing Qingfeng's appearance of beating someone every minute, I guess everyone would dare not say it.

Qingfeng whispered: "You."

When he was in the Tianyan Sect in the past, he didn't like to communicate with people even more than now, he was only obsessed with practicing swords, and the disciples in the sect respected him and feared him.

Only this person in front of him dared to run over to provoke him even though he had just started, and he still refused to admit defeat after being defeated, and even said, "Brother, why are you so dumb."

At that time, he and Feng Cuixue didn't like each other, so naturally he didn't have a good impression, he only felt that the new junior brother was double-faced and annoying.

So much so... Later, when Feng Zuixue confessed his intentions to him secretly, he was still unable to react.

He didn't understand love and was too dull, until Feng Cuixue died in his arms and stopped breathing, he didn't understand his feelings for Feng Cuixue.

"Look, you also like me." Feng Cuixue said this to him before leaving Tianyan Sect.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, when the wind drove the snow into his arms, he repeated these words again.

That gorgeous golden robe was stained with blood, and the corners of her lips were constantly overflowing with blood, her face was pale and all blood was gone, but her eyes were as bright as stars.

"You're sad."

The sound of the wind urging the snow was very soft, almost blown away by the wind, but it was still transmitted to his ears accurately.

"Look, you like me too." Feng Cuixue twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and there was a trace of evil in his smile, satisfied and gloating, "You like me, senior brother."

At this moment, he realized that he actually cared so much about the wind and snow.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Pale fingertips grabbed his skirt tightly, and the voice of the wind and snow became lower and lower, "Bury me at the bottom of Kunlun Mountain, don't leave my body to them..."

"do not forget me……"

As the master stopped breathing, his pale wrists fell limply, and the golden lines on the cuffs flashed a golden light in the sunlight, and then dimmed again.

Feng Cuixue's last words before his death became the demon of his life.

How dare he forget?He knew what love is like in the farewell, and he didn't get sweetness, only bitterness in his mouth.

Only by turning the past out and chewing it thoroughly can one experience the sweetness.

Both he and Feng Cuixue understood what would happen if they left the body to someone who was dazzled by hatred, so he took Feng Cuixue's body and left without thinking.

He went to the place that Feng Zhuxue said, it was a gorgeous underground palace, the dome was decorated with gold, the ground was paved with gold bricks, and even the jade coffin was decorated with gold - very in line with Feng Zhuxue's aesthetics.

But at that time, when he looked at the exquisitely decorated underground palace in front of him, he felt nothing but astonishment—did Feng Cuixue build the mausoleum for himself so early, did he already expect that he would die?

On the side of the jade coffin, quietly placed the gorgeous and dazzling Mingxue Sword.

When Feng Zhuxue broke with him back then, he threw back the Mingxue Sword that he personally gave him, but he didn't pick it up. He thought that Mingxue Sword would be buried in the barren mountains and wild mountains, but he didn't expect that it would appear in Feng Zuixue. In Snow's funeral...

The more he thought about it, the more bitter he felt in his heart, so he made the first bold decision in his life - he wanted to keep Feng Cuixue by his side... even if there was only one corpse.

"That's a hoax."

The moment the demon's voice sounded, Qingfeng opened the door and walked into the deep night.

Inside the inn.

"It's said to be very busy," Fang Jianhong frowned slightly, and subconsciously wiped the scar on the side of his face with the back of his hand.

A charcoal fire was burning in the room, and a black cloak hung on a shelf by the side.

The prince sitting in the dark asked: "Even you can't fight against him? Is that monk named Qingfeng really so powerful?"

Fang Jianhong rubbed his nose and said, "This man's power is so strong that we can't wait..."

Fang Jianhong originally intended to return the Mingxue Sword to Feng Cuixue after seeing Feng Cuixue himself, but he didn't expect that Qingfeng would come to him first, and even grab the sword if he couldn't get it...

Most importantly, the Mingxue sword was taken away.

Fang Jianhong touched the wound on his face with lingering fear. It's better not to mention such a shameful thing.

Apparently, the prince didn't care about these small fights: "Are you sure he is from the Tianyan Sect, not..."

Fang Jianhong shook his head, "Don't worry, Your Highness, it's not from the Seven Stars Gate. I've been with them for a few days, and Qingfeng's thoughts have always been on Brother Feng Xian. It doesn't seem like he came here for your business."

Noticing Fang Jianhong's address to Feng Cuixue, the prince was a little surprised and said: "It seems that you have a deep relationship, is he the person you are looking for?"

Fang Jianhong rubbed his nose, "It's almost certain, but he lost his previous memory, and I'm not quite sure that he is the person I'm looking for."

The author says:

I... come... here... (counseling)

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