The Rise of Phoenixes

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Half an hour passed.

The moonlight is still, and the big eyes stare...

An hour has passed [missing punctuation]

The cold wind hissed, his eyes wide open...

The veil is always immobile, the jade carving is always perfect, but Feng Zhiwei has already collapsed-what is it doing!

"What are you doing?"

The jade carving replied: "Wait."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"they."

Feng Zhiwei mourned a little, knowing that there was no need to ask who they were, and he could not ask, "How come they haven't come?"

Come on, forget about being killed by a knife is better than being sealed with a hole in the spring night mud ground and doing a jade carving together.

Anyway, it should be normal people, there is room for research, and a jade carving or stone, there is no possibility of overcoming.

"do not know."

Sure enough, she didn't know that Feng Zhi was so angry that she couldn't stand the test of such a grumpy temper. She looked up for a while and looked at the wilderness where the scenery was similar on all sides, suddenly realized: "You are here Wild? Did you admit the wrong way?"

There are many similarities in these four wild trees and rocks. Recently, I heard that the Qingming Academy outside the city was expanded, and the quarrying had also changed the terrain. This is the first time this person came to Dijing. His group of partners failed to explain the location to him. So he got lost?

The man slowly turned his neck, looked at it for a while, and slowly answered: "Maybe."

Well... God gave birth to me to hone me and test me to finally fulfill my self... Feng Zhiwei gritted his teeth for a while, and said with hate: "I know the way, you give me a hole, I will take you to find what you are going to local."

"They want me to wait."

"That's the right place to wait!" Feng Zhiwei finally shouted with disgrace.

The man will never be moved by Feng Zhiwei, without any confusion, and he continues to answer firmly and concisely: "Wait."

"Then unravel my acupuncture point?" Feng Zhi, who was defeated, pleaded slightly. "They didn't say they couldn't untie the acupoint point, right?"

This sentence finally worked. The jade carving thought for a while, nodded, and his sleeves flicked.

Feng Zhiwei immediately felt that his body was loose-this man could even get away from the hole! This martial art is absolutely shocking in the light of her martial arts knowledge, which was recently confounded by the robe.

She climbed up, patted the dust on her body, looked at the jade carving without a glance, and smiled, "Master, they didn't say what to do after they caught someone, right?"

The jade carving was silent, seeming to search the fixed answer to this question in memory, shaking his head for a while.

"Did you say it was killed, right?"

"They said they would ask something, and ask where that person is."

In the second half of the sentence, Feng Zhiwei didn't understand or care, and only focused on the key point, "Since they didn't say how to deal with the people you caught, they just wanted you to wait, then, you wait for you, I Leave me... goodbye."

See you again, never.

It would be crazy to be with such people.

Feng Zhiwei walked altogether without looking back, but walked a long way, but couldn't help but look back.

The man was still standing still, the shadows were long under the moonlight, and his coat of sky and water was like a transparent wind under the moonlight, waggling.

Feng Zhi hummed slightly and went on.

A mountain of depression suddenly appeared in front of him, and Feng Zhiwei recognized this as a hill in the Songshan Mountain, ten miles away from the city. It was very remote and few people came. Instead, there was a welcoming kiosk in the front three miles, which stood out conspicuously.

If she guessed right, the "them" in Shaojin's mouth must have made an appointment with him at the simple and easy-to-recognize place, but the man ran wrong and ran into the depression of Nabei Mountain.

Feng Zhiwei smiled happily, and wanted to wait, see what you did not move, wait until someone finds there, you must be starved to death.

She went on and walked a few more steps.

Then suddenly sighed and stopped.

Ugh……

Then she turned and strode back to the man's side. The man still stood facing the moon and was indifferent to her departure and arrival.

Feng Zhiwei once again firmly believes that this person is really likely to wait here to starve to death.

She reached out to hold him, and the person immediately let go, Feng Zhiwei said: "You are on the wrong path, they are waiting for you somewhere else."

The man finally turned his head, Feng Zhi smiled and took his sleeve, "Go, take you."

The man followed.

Feng Zhiwei was happily holding others, walking in the wilderness of no one, and did not walk in the direction of the welcoming kiosk, she was thinking of wishful thinking:

The quality of his clothes is very good, and there must be a lot of money on her body. She dare not return to the city now. Three thousand and two silver tickets were not brought out, just borrowing flowers.

His martial arts are so high, and she is cheating. She seems to have a problem with her safety now.

On the third day of February in the Gengshen year, a month with a dark wind, Miss Feng Zhiwei and Feng Feng took away a mysterious man who thought they were making big profits...

Feng Zhiwei regretted it!

I knew that men weren’t casually led!

She led the guy away for most of the night, and was very happy at the beginning, because she found that although there was no silver on her body, she had some finely crafted human skin masks. She didn’t ask for it. She found an ordinary teenager to wear it. It’s still a good deal, but after a while, feeling tired and hungry, he asked him, "Can there be dry food?"

The book says that the heroes walk with them and carry dry food with them.

The man heard her inquire, and this time the reaction was quick-not an answer, but a stomach rumbling immediately, and then slowly reached out to her, "Dry food."

Feng Zhiwei blinked, and then he woke up-they were hungry and asked her to dry food!

The outstretched hand is also as white as jade carving, not at all like a martial arts finger, but unfortunately Feng Zhiwei has no interest in appreciation at all, and just wants to beat this hand out of the ladylessness.

"Are you going to hunt?" she asked, holding her breath, barely smiling.

"You hunt."

This is not a hero, this is a young master!

Feng Zhiwei began to regret his decision. Forget it, let's throw him away and starve to death.

She gently let go of the finger that pulled his shirt, and gently turned his shoulder in a direction, laughing: "Well, they are in that direction, you go find it yourself, I'll go hunting for you, see you later ."