The Rise of Phoenixes

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A laughter sounded.

"Naturally to pick you up."

There were two people under the table, but his hand stretched out in front of the other.

The man looked up and had a little messy long hair, and his eyes were full of autumn water, which belonged to Feng Zhiwei's eyes.

The one beside her who had a laughter before, with a pair of blade-like eyes, was naturally Hua Qiong who came to Beijing to report her job.

The two arrived at Emperor Jing one day in advance, because the Ministry of Rites informed tomorrow that the civil and military officials would welcome Wei Zhi on behalf of the emperor, but they had to wait at the post first. I slipped into the city to drink, didn't want to hear such a wonderful story in the restaurant, and almost got beaten.

It is always good for someone to make a siege, just the one who made the siege...

Hua Qiong lowered his eyes, thinking that the time had come to verify Zong Chen's medical skills.

Feng Zhi raised his head slowly, gazing at the fingertips of the bright white jade, and always saw the moon-white sleeves embroidered with dark bamboo patterns. Her expression was calm and smiling, slightly alienated, just like the original South China Sea, The situation when facing Ning Yi in the face of others is no different. Even Hua Qiong, who is close by, can't find anything special.

After a moment, she smiled, reached out, and put her fingertips in the palm of Ning Yi.

Ning Yi immediately stretched out her hand and gently pressed, Feng Zhiwei crawled out of the table.

The two met, and Feng Zhiwei first opened a very official smile to Ning Yi.

"Your Highness has also arrived at Dijing? Ha ha."

"Only one day earlier than you." Ning Yi smiled.

The two laughed when they looked at each other, and they both laughed so bright and clear, with a year and space between each other, the terrifying hatred of the 7th day of Emperor Jing, and the blood of two lives dripping, this seems to have never existed at this moment.

Hua Qiongsong took a breath and laughed at himself: "Hey, the poor man who has no one to manage, has to crawl out."

Three hands were handed to her at the same time.

Ning Yi, Feng Zhiwei, and a pair of hands.

The hands appeared suddenly, like they were born out of the air, and their fingers were shaking.

Hua Qiong stared at those hands.

The royal riches who are not respected are not white or slender. They have young, tight skin. They have a shallow semi-circular scar in their palms. Accidentally burned, there is a cut in the **** knuckles, that was cut by the branches when he took him to the tree to see the old lady.

The hands were too familiar, so familiar that she had witnessed that hand grow from a seven-year-old childish young hand to the stable palm of a man today, and knew that she had held the hand in her dreams every night, and she talked to the owner of the hand, but she was awake Tears filled her eyes when she came.

The hands now came out of the dream, walked thousands of miles to the South China Sea, and came to her.

Hua Qiong sniffed his nose, his eyes rolled, and suddenly smiled.

She reached out and rested her hand on Yan Huaishi's palm. Yan Huaishi immediately pulled her out with a firm grasp, but Hua Qiong suddenly took his hand to pull him hard. Yan Huaishi was slammed by Hua Qiong. Pull into the bottom of the table.

Ning Yi and Feng Zhi were stunned outside the table...

"Why are you going out to show you?" Hua Qiong's voice came out from under the table, a little sullen, and it seemed to be rubbed into the arms of someone. "We haven't reunited for a long time. We are excited and impatient. , Give a clear spot."

Then Hua Qiong's hand was stretched out under the table and he waved freely. Let His Royal Highness Lord and Lord Hou go to clear her.

Yan Huaishi didn't seem to have time to talk at all, or was he embarrassed to say anything? Anyway, the table is a little shaky.

Feng Zhiwei smiled and called the restaurant owner to go down with a piece of gold, not to mention the restaurant closed, and the runners were far away from it.

"It's a smart man." She mumbled while paying, "Knowing that Huiyi Station will be watched, it's resolved on the spot."

Closing the door consciously, and leaving the shaking table behind, Feng Zhi smirked and said goodbye to Ning Yi, "His Royal Highness, the sergeant will have to rush back to the post to prepare for the welcoming ceremony in the suburbs."

Turn around and leave.

"Knowledge."

Feng Zhiwei didn't look back and waved his hand, "Ah, don't give me anything, please, my Highness, please keep your steps." The pace is getting faster and faster.

She didn't pay attention to whether the people behind her had followed up and walked out of the city quickly. The post was only three miles away from the city. With her footsteps, she quickly arrived.

It could have been faster, but she didn’t want to be too sharp-edged. At the time in Pucheng, her true energy hadn’t been lost, but because of the poison, she was scattered in the meridians. The true energy in Li slowly gathered together. Jin Siyu took a pulse early and confirmed that she had lost her martial arts. When she believed that the matter was no longer investigated, her martial arts had returned and went to a higher level.

Feng Zhiwei himself felt that her martial arts were a little strange, and her physique was also a little strange. The scorching airflow in her body gradually calmed down with the martial arts practice, but it did not disappear, but grew day by day, and Every time after the death of life and death, the heat flow increased a bit, but it did not damage her body, but promoted the inner power to a higher level. It felt like this innate pulse heat flow, and Zong Chen The martial arts given to her seemed to complement each other.

Otherwise, she couldn't do it in advance at the head of the Pucheng city, and smashed the inside of the duo with dark energy in advance, in order to finally fall into the city smoothly.

Feng Zhiwei walked briskly to the post, and before he arrived, he saw a few small cars stopped at the door of the post, and there seemed to be a sharp female voice in the distance.

"Wei Zhi is not here!"

"Let me go in!"

Gu Nanyi vaguely stood at the door holding Gu Zhi, the father and daughter looked at the sky, and the door was blocked like a god.

Feng Zhiwei was wondering why there would be a female guest stuck at the gate of the post, and called his name directly. When he heard this voice, he burst into his head and wondered why the grandmother had not been married for a year. It's hot.

Feng Zhi has been mixed up until now, from the emperor to the Caomin, there are no unbalanced people and things, but he is afraid of this avoidance, there is no other thing, and because of this single-pointed mandarin duck, she knows that Feng Zhiwei Unintentionally wind up monthly debt.

She turned her heels a moment and was ready to go back to the city again, preferring to drink flower wine instead of being blocked by Princess Shaoning.