Chapter 790
On a night in late autumn, the mountains and forests are chilly, and there are very few yellowing leaves left on the branches.

The clear and ethereal flute sound lingers in the mountains, seeming to be lingering with a little sadness and melancholy.

Qiongying followed the sound of the flute to search for it, and the night mist floated along with her figure.

The person holding the flute saw her coming, so he stopped playing. He had no choice but to use the sound of the flute to lure her, otherwise how could she come?

Looking at the familiar mountains and forests, Qiongying remembered that Zeng and Feili were enjoying the scenery and chatting here, and she still clearly remembered the sound of his flute.

"Qiong Ying, long time no see." Wu Yue stared at her face, and after a year, she still came to Beiyan Palace, but things were different.

"Wu Yue, what's the matter?" Qiong Ying looked at Wu Yue, but couldn't remember how she and Wu Yue met, it seemed that it had been nine years.

"I'm really sorry to lure you out in this way tonight." Wu Yue gently stroked the jade flute in his hand. He didn't like playing the flute because it seemed to rob Feng Feili's flute sound, and it seemed to be Feng Feili's substitute. Taste.

"No problem." Qiong Ying withdrew her gaze and looked at the night below the mountain.

"Qiongying, let me tell you a story. According to legend, the ancient mythical beast, the phoenix, is immortal and lives endlessly. After death, it will not fall into reincarnation. Instead, it will be reborn in the raging fire, and finally be reborn from the ashes." Wu Yue said slowly. Come.

"What do you mean?" Qiongying asked.

"If I say that Feng Feili is still alive, would you believe me?" Wu Yue looked serious and serious.

"I believe it, but where is he?" Qiong Ying asked, she had never erected a tombstone for Fei Li, did Fei Li die and rebirth like her, living in a strange place.

"I don't know, but I know that his fate and hexagrams are endless, and he will never disappear easily." Wu Yue said firmly. Fortunately, she believed it, and he was afraid that she would be obsessed with it.

The autumn wind lifted the hair of the two of them, it was rare to get along so peacefully.

Wu Yue had mixed feelings in his heart. He knew about Feng Feili's appointment with her here the year before last. At that time, he was deeply jealous of Feng Feili. Today, it was him, but he felt that Feng Feili's position had been stolen. Feng Feili was still there, but he didn't mind arguing with Feng Feili, he could stand here with her as a matter of course.

"Qiong Ying, are you looking for Feng Feili?" Wu Yue asked. Feng Feili's body has died, only the soul is immortal. As for what the soul is, it is just a nothingness. Feng Feili could not be found, because Feng Feili was indeed dead.

"I can't find it." Qiongying looked at the dark sky.

"Do you really want to see him?" Wu Yue asked, she knew that she couldn't find him, she must miss Feng Feili very much.

"I just want to know if he is okay. Of course, it would be great if I can see him." Qiongying said frankly, she just wanted to know where Feili was.

Wu Yue was puzzled, what kind of feelings did she have for Feng Feili?Beyond confidant, but not love, beyond life and death, but not missing, just want to know if he is well.

There are thousands of loves in the world, some love each other, some are childhood sweethearts, some are love at first sight, some are in love with each other, some are wishful thinking, some are for nothing, and some are ruthless and so on.

His love is just wishful thinking, and he can't get what he asks for.

Qiongying and Feng Feili seem to be in love with each other, but Qiongying never seems to express her love for Feng Feili. She is not a reserved person.

(End of this chapter)

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