The Rise of Phoenixes

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She knows that there are people who only allow themselves to appear in front of people indefinitely, and do not want to be seen behind the flowers.

She originally stood in front of the crystal wall and didn't know how to open it. This retreat happened to fall into the crystal beauty's arms. I didn't know where she touched it. The beauty's arm suddenly moved, and then the crystal wall slipped silently.

Feng Zhiwei looked back and saw that the posture of the crystal beauty had changed, his hands were embracing, and the head was slightly off, a little bit tempting.

She was dumbfounded, and vaguely felt that the design was a little obscene. Although the crystal statue was only a jade statue, the beauty was elegant and noble. This posture seemed a bit blasphemous.

The crystal wall was pulled apart, and Feng Zhiwei realized that it was a rockery. The outer wall of the crystal was coated with a layer of light green, just like the color of moss. From the inside, the outside was not affected, but from the outside, it was easy to think of On the rock wall, it is no wonder that Ning Yi on the bridge did not notice her.

The moment the crystal wall slipped away, Ning Yi finally looked back in a sense.

The curtain of rain came, and he looked at her on the bridge over the curtain.

When the rain turned into silk, she looked back under the bridge across the curtain.

The water and light are obliquely woven vertically, like the dense mood at the moment.

If the eyes become silk, this moment is also the rain silk, invisible and colorless and slightly cool and long, and the shears are constantly involved in the world.

For a long time, Ning Yi stood up slowly holding the bridge fence, stepped down the arch bridge, and walked towards her step by step, the rain was sliding down his pale pale cheeks, his hair was darker, his eyebrows thicker, his eyes deeper The lip color is so white, under the infiltration of raindrops, it seems to have lost all the temperature.

The crown was covered with Jinghua, and the Si people were haggard.

He walked to Feng Zhiwei and seemed to want to ask something. His eyes suddenly fell on the crystal wall behind her. His face suddenly changed, and he flashed around Feng Zhiwei and entered the tunnel.

He found that Tie Qing's face was slightly uneasy when Jing Qing faced him, and turned back, but he saw Ning Yi staring at the crystal beauty portrait, his lips tightly squeezed, and no blood.

He looked at the image with a bit of pain, a bit of memory, a bit of rejoicing, a bit of recollection. Feng Zhiwei looked at that look, and then looked at the beauty, and realized.

Ning Yi stared at it for a long time, and finally took a very careful step forward, trembling to reach out to touch the crystal-like face, fingers extended extremely lightly and very carefully, as if afraid of the strength, all of this would be like a dream broken.

However, as this step came closer, he glanced at his eyes and found the special posture of the crystal statue.

Ning Yi stunned, and took a closer look.

Immediately his eyes suddenly filled with deep anger, like the sea before the storm, the huge waves erected the waves and swept the shore, and the turbulence seemed to drown the world.

"Hey!"

The white light flashed, like a shock, a burst of crackling, the Huaguang phantom dazzled, Feng Zhi took a step back, slightly lamented, and lamented that the crystal statue of value was annihilated.

The movement of footsteps made a cracking sound, stepping on a pile of broken chips on the ground, and opposite, Ning Yi long hair stood with a sword.

The crystal wall has been destroyed to half, but the crystal image is intact. Ning Yi finally did not have the willingness to destroy it. Perhaps it is the only image left in the world.

He stood for a long time, his long eyelashes fell, and from the perspective of Feng Zhiwei, he only saw the delicate and pale lines of his jaw.

It was very quiet in the tunnel, but she seemed to only hear her own breath. This feeling, along with his extreme paleness, shocked her. She couldn't help but step forward a few steps and wanted to do something.

Just before he walked to Ning Yi, he suddenly fell down.

The rain was fierce, and there was a rumbling sound between the sky and the ground. The stone-covered ground covered with moss was slippery and wet. Feng Zhiwei came out of the rocky hill with a difficult back, and just headed out, and was immediately hit by the oncoming rain. A drenched.

She wiped the rain and scolded herself. Really, what rain did she run into the tunnel to hide? In vain, it is destined to be poured out.

He scolded Ning Yi again, really, what's going crazy? Wouldn't it be cool to remain calm? It seems that she has to learn from her!

Passing through this courtyard is the backyard palace. Although it is old, it is clean and dry after all. Maybe it can still find medicine. It is good for the patient. Before Feng Zhiwei thought about Fainting Ning Yi for a long time, he still carried him out of the tunnel. .

The rain curtain was like a wall, the moss covered the pale green water, reflecting the delicate figure, and the hard bearer, slipping and moving forward.

After a short cut and a long walk, the rain was so heavy that people could not open their eyes and could not see the direction. Feng Zhiwei almost touched the pillar under the corridor eaves with his eyes closed.

With a sigh of relief, she twisted her fingers to open the locked door, and put Ning Yi into the main room. The room was dark, and everything was covered with gray cloth. At first glance, the shadows seemed to be crouching in silence. Beast shadow.

Feng Zhiwei didn't put Ning Yi on the bed, he was soaked in water, put it on the bed, that is, sleeping in the water, she put Ning Yi on the chair, brought a bed, wrapped Ning Yi from head to toe Be strict, immediately took his pulse.

With a pulse, Feng Zhi frowned slightly. Ning Yi did not seem to be simply raining in the cold or suffering from anxiety. His right hand lung and spleen life pulse was like a flooding and heavier than the left hand heart liver and kidney. It was obvious that the lung and spleen had been seriously injured. It's the mood depression that caused the old injury to happen. If you don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid that the future will be endless.

His body is cold and cold, he must first drive the cold, otherwise it will only aggravate the old injuries.

Feng Zhiwei stood in the dark room, looked up to the sky, thought for a while, then closed his eyes.

She reached into the quilt wrapped in Ning Yi, without a word, she took it off.

Feng Zhiwei's movements were very easy at first, but gradually slowed down, and the ears were slightly red, but he never stopped.

There was a pile of drenched clothes underground. Depending on the number of clothes, all the clothes that should be taken off were taken off.

Feng Zhiwei's hand suddenly stopped when he withdrew from the bed.

The skin under her fingers has been smooth and cool, but there is a slight bulge. She touched hesitantly and determined that it was a scar, and it was a very scary scar.

This is probably the old injury that caused him to faint, but Tianhuang Guizhou, the royal child, how could there be a chance of such a serious injury?