The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path - Chapter 153

Ling Fengxiao wiped the blood on her lips.

In the distance, Chunshan is like a dai, and the city is full of lights.

In the spring night, the night breeze is quiet.

In silence, Ling Fengxiao asked, “Have you seen Yingying?”

Lin Shu: “Yes.”

Ling Fengxiao said: “Before you left, I let Wuyou bear fruit, but after you left, the fruit still came out.”

Lin Shu: “She can’t talk, is it because of this?”

Ling Fengxiao did not speak.

After a long time, he said, “Let’s go.”

Then he went down the city tower and returned to the city.

After the battle in Jinguan City, there was no damage. The people calmed down after the initial panic, and even because all the invasions were blocked outside the city, most people didn’t know what happened.

Walking through a square city, there was a sound of silk bamboo strings singing, faintly swinging.

Distantly, Lin Shu heard the singing faintly.

It seems to be “who knows that there is an infatuation and love,” and after singing, a new voice is spoken: “She is ashamed and admired.”

Lin Shu: “…”

Come closer, the chanting is clearer. What are you singing, “Princess, please let me show my heart” “, What should I bear with my heart to break Fang’s heart again.”

When I came closer, I changed a female voice, the tone was very beautiful, and the lingering low.

Sings:

Persuade gentlemen to drink more wine before leaving.

Would like to meet you again, to the world.

Restatement of heartbreak, restatement of heartbreak.

Ling Fengxiao stopped and looked at the red-lighted building.

In the night, when the aftermath of “Retelling Departure” was gone, the voice changed again.

Seeing the princess showing a sad look, Liu Yi readily accepted the jade cup.

All the concierges.

From now on.

Tian Ya Chang Yi Yue Mingzhong.

It turned out that in the biography of Liu Yi, scholar Liu Yi said goodbye to the Dragon Girl.

After the show was over, it was full of applause.

The separation between people may be similar. Three years ago, Ling Fengxiao’s farewell farewell was similar to the scene in the play, but there was no such fancy wording.

Lin Shu thought that after crossing the ferry three years ago, he didn’t meet again. But today, did he meet the singer as he sang in the play, “Moon to the world again”? Is it necessary to “restate the heart”?

He suddenly felt his hand touched.

He didn’t move.

Ling Fengxiao then gently held his finger.

Lin Shu pulls back.

Then they walked slowly side by side, through the palace gate, into the deep hall.

Lin Shu looked at the three big characters of “Indus Garden”, thinking to himself how he was foolishly turned back by Ling Fengxiao.

But he did not go in, because there was a guard to lead him, Dao, His Royal Highness, and the enemy leader had been taken to prison.

Naturally trial.

When he went to the prison, in the stone room, the wizard was bound by several chains, heard the sound, and looked up at them.

Wizards are mostly pale and pale, and this is no exception.

When Ling Fengxiao arrived, she began a formal trial. Treating the enemy’s master with no hesitation, even if he was sentenced to severe punishment, he could not survive, he could not die, and finally revealed the news.

It is said that the attack on Jinguan City was just an experiment. The victory was good and the defeat was not a pity.

The shaman didn’t recognize Ling Fengxiao’s identity, only knew that he was now the power man in Nanxia. He took a breath and said, “Your Majesty, do yourself a favor.”

No more questioning after torture.

Ling Fengxiao pierced the wizard’s chest.

The wizard coughed a few mouthfuls of blood with foam, and opened his mouth again as he died, his voice sounding like a torn bellow.

He said, I forgot, Your Majesty, Lord has something to bring to you.

The Lord is the great witch.

Ling Fengxiao said, what’s the matter.

The wizard smiled mysteriously: “My lord said, you have phoenix blood on your body, you should be a heavenly man, and you can just leave it, and just feel free to stir this muddy water.”

Ling Fengxiao said: “After the destruction of Beixia, I am naturally at ease.”

The wizard slowly said, “No wonder … God is like a sword, the world loses you.”

Saying this last sentence, he closed his eyes and had no more vitality.

Ling Fengxiao said, “The corpse is burnt.”

Nothing along the way, returned to the Indus Court, Yingying first arrived in front of Lin Shu, reaching out to hug.

The fruit is still angry, it simply does not appear in human form, it becomes the body of beauty, and stays on the table.

Yingying hugged Lin Shu and gave up.

Ling Fengxiao said, then you two sleep?

Then he was going to the side hall.

Yingying stretched his sleeves again and wouldn’t let go.

Ling Fengxiao laughed and shaved Yingying’s nose.

Yingying hid in Lin Shu’s arms to prevent him from shaving.

Lin Shu’s little body was soft and dare not touch it hard.

Yingying was not afraid, and reached out to touch Lin Shu’s face little by little.

Lin Shu looked up at Ling Fengxiao.

Seeing him leaning on the jade pillar in front of the bed, looking at himself and Yingying, there was still water in his eyes and a slight smile hidden.

In the end, Ling Fengxiao still couldn’t make it, Lin Shu was naturally not let go by Yingying, they still slept in a bed.

Yingying was among them, and she soon fell asleep, her face quiet.

Fruit suddenly appeared.

He took Yingying away.

Then entered Qingmingdongtian.

In the end, Lin Shu was given a look of “I can’t make my sister and your black crow team”.

In the room, only two of him and Ling Fengxiao remained.

Suddenly he saw, a mirror on the bedside table.

Still the mysterious bronze mirror.

Ling Fengxiao said: “We have been pondering it for the past three years.”

Lin Shu asked: “Are there any results?”

Ling Fengxiao said, “He said that there is a line of cause and effect in the mirror.

Lin Shu took the mirror and came over.

This mirror, the first time he saw, he saw himself in Jiange’s clothes, expressionless, standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

This time, the scene has changed.

He froze and looked into the mirror.

Red.

In the dim light, a red candle burned to half, and beside it was a large carved bed, with a red veil of soft silk hanging on the bed.

There seemed to be wind, and the red veil of the bed tent was blown gently.

In the account, indistinct, it seemed to be lying alone.

Lin Shu waited.

Finally, for a moment, the red account was opened a gap in the wind, crackled, and the candlelight suddenly lit for a moment, so that he could see the person in the account in the light and flint.

The man slowly turned his face to see him.

It was himself.

Lin Shu.

Still familiar facial features, expressionless face, under the candlelight, for some reason clear and gentle.

But that’s not the point.

On this person’s left chest, at the heart position, a long, black, cone-shaped weapon was inserted deeply like a sword, not a sword. At first glance, it seemed that he was nailed to the soft bed of the high bed.

After a short while, the wind stopped and the red account returned to its original state.

Lin Shu looked away.

He asked Ling Fengxiao: “What do you see?”

Ling Fengxiao: “It hasn’t changed.”

No change, that is, blood.

But his changed.

Ling Fengxiao asked, “How about you?”

Lin Shu thought about it and said, “Me too.”

The reason for the deception is without him. It is a bit ominous to think about the scene carefully.

Lin Shu felt that this mirror should reflect the future. Because before he returned to Jiange, the mirror reflected his standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

So what does the situation in the mirror herald?

He didn’t know and was too lazy to think.

He had heard many predictions and warnings.

Including what the wizard said to Ling Fengxiao today.

“Heaven is like a knife, the world bears you …” He lowered the mirror, repeated the words, and looked at Ling Fengxiao: “What do you think?”

“I’m not,” Ling Fengxiao smiled indifferently in his eyes, and then said lightly, “How can the world bear me, and how can I live up to it. I … I will act for my whole life, and no one needs to beak.”

Lin looked at him, thinking, Ling Fengxiao has not changed in the past three years.

No matter what ominous foretaste, what he will do, he will do.

That being the case, why bother with the sight in the mirror, or the words of the wizard.

Ling Fengxiao’s fingertips lightly touched his cheek: “Do you follow me in the future?”

Lin Shu: “Follow.”

Ling Fengxiao said: “The big witch is extremely dangerous.”

Lin Shu said: “I have reached the summit.”

Ling Fengxiao laughed: “Um.”

Lin Shu thought that they separated in the past because they had not fully recovered from their cultivation, and Dawu didn’t know what they planned to do.

And now, after three years of repairs, he has completely restored all the repairs, and even further, no longer needs any form of protection.

The worst between them and the big witch is just a battle between life and death.

Ling Fengxiao approached him, and a light kiss fell lightly on his forehead.

Lin Shuren Ling Fengxiao kissed softly, and then choked his lips.

Slightly cool, but very soft.

This pose made him a little uncomfortable, he put his hand on Ling Fengxiao’s shoulder.

Ling Fengxiao deepened the kiss.

Lin Shu closed his eyes and saw the moon outside the window.

Suddenly he thought, what about the full moon and the lack of the moon.

How to defeat, and how to defeat.

How affectionate and how ruthless.

He came to this world and went all the way, relying on Ling Fengxiao to protect him. Even this practice was given by the blood of Phoenix.

What Ling Fengxiao wants, he can give it.

Little Phoenix wants to protect the Nanxia beings. He has a salty fish and does not have such great ambitions.

although……

Although he felt a little bad now.

Ling Fengxiao’s movements, I want to understand the trend of his clothes.

The author has something to say: The lyrics come from the Yue Opera “Biography of Liu Yi”.