The Rise of Phoenixes

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She could not remember clearly, but knew that the tears were strange and real at the moment.

Tears gradually dried up at her fingertips, she was half-hearted, she gathered up her last effort, and wanted to move the body away from Ning Yi, and she didn’t want to waste time crying before she was sure whether Ning Yi was actually dead.

If it is determined that he is dead, she will not waste time crying, he, Chun Yu, and the hundreds of dead guards, those lives-she has too much to do.

His hand just stretched out, and someone said hoarsely, "When did you come to touch me?"

Feng Zhiwei's hands were stiff in the air, and when he reacted, he suddenly clenched into a fist, falling lightly on the chest under him.

There was a smile in Ning Yi's tone, and he said, "It's really a vicious mother-in-law."

Asked again: "What did you just stay there for a long time?"

Feng Zhi twitched his lips slightly, and felt that the body under him was already cold. Presumably Ning Yi had already killed the other party when he fell. He took the other party as a meat pad and felt relieved. He asked, "Are you not injured?" "

"It's okay." Ning Yidao said, "It seems that he just twisted his feet."

"Did you break your brain?"

Ning Yi glanced at her with surprise, thinking that the woman herself was a bit like she broke her head. She wanted to hurt her. Suddenly thinking that she just called herself with a vibrato, her heart was soft, and she honestly answered: "Yes ."

"That's good." Feng Zhi smiled and fell down in his arms, "I can finally faint..."

When Feng Zhiwei woke up, he only felt sore all over, as if he had experienced a long and long journey, or he had just had a big fight with 10,000 people in his dream.

She was a little trance, sleeping there, feeling warm, and looked down at Ning Yi's robe over her.

The sun above had risen, and there was only a faint light below the cliff. Ning Yi was sitting opposite her, wearing only a tunic, her eyes closed and adjusting her breath. In the milky white smoke, she looked beautiful .

Feng Zhiwei turned around and felt that it was different from where he stayed last night. The grass mat was soft under him, the water was not far away, and Ning Yi hurt her foot. How did she get her a good girl here.

Wouldn't it be dragged by the foot? Feng Zhiwei hurriedly checked his body around, fearing that there would be countless scratches.

There, she was busy with a lot of voices, and the opposite Ning Yi had been awakened, opened her eyes, and listened to the tight movements of the opposite woman, couldn’t help but smile, thinking that the woman is a woman, very contradictory Race, you can be as strong as you want, but you will never forget to care about some of the most trivial and useless things.

He smiled slightly, staring at her eyes, with a gentleness that he didn't even notice.

He thought about the two sentences she had soberly and calmly asked before, and determined that he was okay, and then he was fainted in his arms.

Thinking that she was so light and soft in her arms when she fainted, completely removed the usual gentle surface and rejected the cold thousands of miles away, a peach blossom was weak and delicate, and there was a kind of Unbelievably special, he couldn't help it for a while...

Ning Yi's face was slightly red for a moment.

Feng Zhiwei, who happened to be raised his head, saw, "You are awake? Huh, your face is a bit strange."

Ning Yi touched her face and returned to normal in one touch, laughing: "Are there any?"

Feng Zhiwei admired the face of His Royal Highness King Chu, thinking that such people do not need a mask, blushing if they want to blush, not red if they want to be red.

"Where are we?" she said quietly. "In the book, the master should wake up in the cave after falling off the cliff, and then jump the blazing fire."

"Not all of them have holes under the cliff, not all of them are so coincidentally carrying fire traps." Ning Yi Renjun can't help, "especially when others are still searching for you, are you ignited, are you stupid?"

Feng Zhi smiled and sat up, saying, "Is the foot hurt badly?"

"It's okay."

Feng Zhiwei had passed, helped him take off his boots, and said: "It is still necessary to deal with it, otherwise it will be worse if you can't walk."

She carefully pressed Ning Yi's swollen ankle and gestured gently and just right. Ning Yi leaned on the rock and closed her eyes half-closed, she seemed very comfortable, and suddenly said, "You seem to have learned it? Better than a few tricks in my house." "

Feng Zhi smiled and said, "My mother was fighting in the battlefield in her early years. She has an old injury and an old illness, and it will happen on a rainy day, so I learned this since I was a child."

Ning Yi did not speak, and for a while said: "Ms. Feng is not easy."

He seemed unwilling to talk more about this topic, lying lazy and half lying down, feeling that the fingers were light and warm, and his heart seemed to be soaking in the warm water, soothing, and was intoxicated, and suddenly heard the woman said: "Okay." He couldn't help opening his eyes and said, "So fast?"

Feng Zhi smiled and smiled, "I'm sorry that there are no gentlemen who are gentle and meticulous in massages, but also have the time and patience to press as long as you want."

Ning Yi leaned her head to "look" at her, and her loose eyes all seemed to be bright for a moment, and her expression was a little weird.

Feng Zhiwei said, "Ah," he touched his face, thinking about it--I was jealous, I was jealous, I was jealous? How is it possible?

"People who are rich and rich will never understand the hatred of a child struggling in poverty against a born aristocrat." She answered sadly for a long time, and felt that this truth could not be more correct.

Ning Yi looked at her strangely, and said slowly, in a good mood: "I didn't finish it just now, a few in my house...wife."

After a moment of silence, Feng Zhi smiled and Yan Ruhua replied: "Oh, Your Highness is so bright, we should find a way to leave."

After this strange answer, Ning Yi has always been in a good mood, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth. Feng Zhiwei looked at him with a look of depression and felt very depressed. His clothes were handed back to him, and he noticed that there were signs of breakage in the straps of the clothes, which seemed to have taken off hard.