The Rise of Phoenixes

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The old man still smiled and asked her how she felt concerned. Feng Zhiwei looked at the smile and felt only a chill.

With a smile on her face and a greeting from the old man, she quickly returned to the back room, her fingers trembling when she pushed the door, fearing that there would be two **** bodies when she opened the door.

When the door opened, Ning Yi and Chun Yumeng were both present. Chun Yumeng slept with snoring and drooling. Ning Yi did not lie down and sat down. When the door opened, his shoulders tightened and he immediately relaxed.

Feng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the other party might still be searching under the mountain, and hadn't come to meet yet, quickly walked to Chun Yumeng's bed and shook him: "Wake up, wake up!"

Chun Yumeng did not wake up.

With a good martial art, and in such an environment, he still sleeps like this, needless to say, there is a problem. Feng Zhiwei thought of the tea and secretly regretted his vigilance is not enough.

Ning Yi said lightly: "Don't worry about him, let's go."

Feng Zhiwei Huo Ran looked back.

"I knew there was a problem as soon as the old man opened his mouth." Ning Yiyan concisely said, "Jiyangshan Orion is mostly an immigrant from the war in northern Xinjiang in the early years, and the accent is in the north. This person has revealed his deeds in the local language, and his attitude is too generous."

This person even knew that Feng Zhiwei was a little distracted. He quickly lifted Ning Yi and went to shake Chun Yumeng. Chun Yumeng also seemed to know that it was wrong, struggling to open his eyes for a long time and said, "Go... "Sleep again.

Feng Zhi looked at him and suddenly said: "Since you knew there was a problem from the beginning, why not stop him from drinking tea?"

"Someone has to drink it, otherwise it will cause the other party to be suspicious and more troublesome." Ning Yi still has that expression, and does not look at her lightly. "You drink? Or do I drink? I can't look like Chun Yu drink."

Feng Zhiwei looked at him, the man's face was as elegant as bamboo, and his heart was like snow and his heart was like ice.

"You go..." Chun Yu was sweating and struggling to wake up, struggling to climb out of the bed with a knife, first chopping it on his arm, the blood awakened consciously in the flow of blood, whispered, "Go-I Block..."

Ning Yi looked back and looked at him carefully, then said: "Okay."

He sat down and ordered Feng Zhiwei calmly, "Walking from the back cliff, this cliff is not high, we can climb down, the front will be blocked by someone."

Feng Zhiwei was silent for a long while, took out the two pen monkeys and stuffed them into Chun Yumeng's arms. Without a word, he raised Ning Yi and climbed out of the rear window.

The cliffs were slippery and the mountain breeze swayed. Feng Zhiwei grabbed Ning Yi's hand and crawled out carefully. She felt that his hand was cold, and he felt that her hand was hot.

The ground covered with moss was very slippery, and no one dared to let go, and his fingers clasped out and climbed out, and below was a half-cut cliff.

Feng Zhiwei leaned over and looked at the cliff, thinking that it wouldn't be a problem on weekdays. He was hurt at the moment, which was a bit difficult.

Suddenly a distant roar was heard, and it was Chun Yumeng's voice. From the back window of the cabin a few feet away, grief and anger burst out.

The sound was like a sword penetrating the night, and the rocks shattered on all sides.

The mountain breeze was more intense, and the clothes were curled up and shot on the face. It was heavy and painful. Someone in the house struggled with the cry of life. The two outside the house fell on the slippery mountain rocks, motionless and silent.

The wind was a bit colder than the ice cellar, and the two's chaos spread in the cold wind, their faces cut a trace, and the voice rang loudly, but it suddenly stopped in the next moment.

Suddenly like an outbreak, the silence was also abrupt.

Silence was restored on all sides, but it was still more heavily oppressed.

In addition to the sound of the mountain breeze, it seemed that even the sound of breathing was frozen. Ning Yi lowered her eyes without expression. Feng Zhi turned her head slightly, her eyes bright.

After a long while, Ning Yi pushed Zhifeng Zhiwei, begging her to go first.

Feng Zhiwei looked for a protruding mountain rock under the cliff, moved his body carefully, and then came to pick up Ning Yi. Ning Yi slowly came down and saw that he was about to step on the mountain rock, and suddenly his body fell.

In an emergency, Feng Zhiwei had a knee and slammed loudly against the cliff wall instead of the mountain stone to hold Ning Yi's feet. Because the force was too strong, his knees suddenly flesh and blood.

Ning Yi trembled, and subconsciously shrank her feet.

Feng Zhiwei raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his robe.

"Ning Yi, your eyes..." She looked up and asked clearly in the darkest night of the dawn and the coldest night breeze:

"Are you blind?"

Ning Yi shivered.

Feng Zhiwei kneeled on the cliff and looked up at him, remembering the first glance of his eyes in the cellar, remembering that his first action when he met himself was to smell the blood and fire, remembering that he did not know his injury, remembering He had faced Gu Gu, and that thing, she accidentally looked at Yu Guang and tears flowed.

She was negligent. Since Chunyu Meng was pulled away by Ning Yi to avoid looking directly at that thing, how can Ning Yi, who is facing the upper eye Gu, be spared?

Ning Yi had calmed down above his head, and said lightly: "It's okay, I know the origin of this thing, there are ways to solve it, but it is temporarily impossible."

Feng Zhiwei said, "Uh," he looked up and smiled, "Then let me be your eyes now."

Her tone was brisk, with a bit of Shulang that she didn't usually have, and a light sentence, but it was like this violent mountain breeze, and Ning Yi was shocked again. He tilted his face obliquely, "seeing" Feng with a gray vision Zhiwei, although the face was invisible and the sight was not true, yet he could imagine her expression at the moment, his eyebrows raised gently, and the misty eyes of the autumn water reflected the moonlight, shining brightly.

The woman, seeing the color more at the moment of crisis, can see that her concession dress is soft, but she can't see her crying and confused.

There was silence on the top of his head, Feng Zhiwei raised his head slightly surprised, Ning Yi had turned his face, said: "Okay."

The answer is simple, but Feng Zhiwei feels that this word seems to have a special meaning, but from her perspective, Ning Yi's expression can no longer be seen.

"Be careful." Feng Zhiwei hesitated and stretched her arms around Ning Yi's knee. She was under him. Only this posture could ensure that blind Ning Yi would not stumble on this cliff face, just like this Almost half embraced, his face almost touching his leg-Feng Zhi slightly turned his face, and told himself ten thousand times that he was in a hurry and that he was in a hurry. .