The Rise of Phoenixes

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Immediately, he stripped off a thin guard's coat and put it on himself. He continued to support the two bodies in front of the cliffside lamp and adjusted the position of the lamp.

The specially made penetrating light is reflected on the cliff above, intertwined with the lights of the searchlights at the top of the Bizhao Hall, and the originally clear light begins to blur.

The lights are dark.

Feng Zhiwei didn't intend to venture on the cliff to kill the guard, but changed his mind when he saw the lamp.

If the light is used incorrectly, nothing can be illuminated.

The place where the lamp guard is located is a prominent cliff in the middle of the mountain. Only two or three people are allowed to stay. They usually hang down from the rattan baskets.

Feng Zhiwei continued to climb the mountain and passed by, from a mist of haze beneath the interweaving of strong light, as if a smoky mist of smoke.

She quickly landed on the cliff where the guest room above Bizhao Hall was located. The guards here were also very strict. Unfortunately, they were guarding the main entrance, and the side facing the cliff could not be guarded.

When I found the room where I was resting, the maid was taking a nap outside the door. The bed made of her was still there. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully. Feng Zhiwei passed quickly, tearing the sheets together and connecting them together. I tied it under the heavy foot of the bed and tried my strength. I felt fortunate that I was not fat. Then I tightened my hair and tied the rope to my right ankle. I pushed the back window open, and I turned over and fell down.

Her plumage-like figure flipped a flowing arc in mid-air, like a mysterious epiphyllum quietly blooming in the dark blue night. The intertwined lights came here, and a moon-white hazy mist came out. Opened in the starlight in the mist, Rouman unfolded freely.

Closing his eyes, thinking about the layout of Bizhao Hall in his heart, Feng Zhiwei toes a little, controlling the length of the cloth rope drop, and stopped somewhere.

Her back slid silently on the cliff, and the wet night dew soaked her clothes and hair.

Although this backward pose is dangerous and passive, it is better than climbing both hands and feet on the rock. At least one foot is free, and the rest is free.

From the entrance to here, it is easy to say all the way, but wherever there is a little trouble, she will die without a burial place. Until now, she has been tightening her heart and letting go a little.

Because she heard Ning Yi's voice.

"Your Highness is at ease." Ning Yi seems to be confessing, "This matter knows you and I know it, and it has been rotten in Xiaguan's belly since then, it is my wife, and you don't want to hear a dream..."

Feng Zhi listened quietly, with a smile on his lips.

Do you not hear dreams and do not sleep in one bed?

Suddenly passing through the hot spring Dongchi in my mind, Feng Zhiwei's face was red, and he quickly calmed down and put the slightly hot cheek on the cold cliff wall.

It's really hard for Ning Yi to know this guy, he doesn't know anything, but he can still deal with the second prince to the present.

"Thanks to you, Zhiqiu." The second prince seemed to sigh. "It was just a small move by the old ministry over Changning Fan. It turned out to be a local government mansion turned into a green forest Xiao plot against the case. Thanks to your help to change the testimony. Several key figures have been solved... over Dali Temple... will there be no problem?"

"Your Highness is at ease." Ning Yi seems to be patting her chest, vowing firmly.

The second prince seemed to laugh low.

"Snapped."

A seemingly low noise.

"what……"

Ning Yi exclaimed.

Feng Zhiwei jumped on the cliff.

"His Royal Highness...His Highness...you..." Ning Yi's voice came a little vaguely, seeming to be panting.

Feng Zhiwei's fingers stuck in the cliff face, expressionless, but lowered himself down again, already close to the window of this secret room of Bizhao Hall.

The window was open, and through a little light above the mullion, you could see the silhouette of the room reflected on the wall.

The second prince vaguely smiled and stepped forward, while Ning Yi covered her chest and stepped back.

"Me? What am I?" The second prince pointed at Ning Yi and sneered. "I haven't asked you yet, who are you from?"

Feng Zhi's eyes flashed slightly.

"Your Highness...what does this mean..." Ning Yi's panicked voice came.

"Whose instruction did you come tonight?" The second prince stepped forward. "How do you run to Xichi and then from Xichi to Dongchi? How do you know how to open the authority? What do you do there?"

Sure enough... I still know.

Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that there should be other sources of news in the villa. The second prince was wondering that the lord Huang was not his camp, but he did not doubt the lord Huang himself.

"Xiaguan...I don't understand...His Royal Highness..."Ning Yi was forced by the second prince and retreated to the window.

"You don't need to understand." The second prince grinned, "This king doesn't want to understand you anyway, if there is any such thing, you are destined to die..."

"what……"

With a low exclaimation, the window was slammed and the figure fell.

The figure fell.

A posture of falling over the cliff.

But there was a general wind swaying down, reaching out like lightning.

Two hands clasped tightly in midair.

Ning Yi, with her toes still hooked by the window, raised her head and saw a smiling face hanging down from the cliff above.

That face, swooping down in the background of the light of the Xingyue and the boundless sky, instantly hit his eyes. At that moment, the sky of the stars and the mist between the mountains, as well as his entire person, seemed to condense in Those vast waves of eyes, coexist with heaven and earth for a moment.

She is waiting for him here.

His eyes light up infinitely, and there are surprises, worries, and complex emotions that are so difficult to express, but the moment when the eyes meet upward, it is only for her to read.

Immediately he smiled and let go of the toes that hooked the window.

Originally intending to use the second child to take advantage of the situation to turn out the window to pretend to die, his toes have been hooked by the window, at this moment he decided to let go.

At the moment he had only one hand in her hand.

As long as she let go, he irretrievably fell into the abyss.

He finally gave himself to her at this moment.

With his toes loosened, he leaned over, Feng Zhiwei weighed in his hand, and the rope fell down.