Chapter 671

She doesn't care if she is a human or a demon, but she cares if she has no reason and can't control herself.

Qingmang explained a few words, Fengyu wrote down one by one, and went to the pool to see the sleeping Ah Ming, which just left the space.

After leaving the space, she didn't rush back to Phoenix Inn. Instead, she found a secret place by the river in the forest at the bottom of Luoyan mountain and planned to hide here temporarily.

Qingmang said that her wings have just grown up. In the past few days, she may arouse her magic again. As long as she has passed this time, there should be no big problem.

Therefore, she would like to practice in this desolate and uninhabited place first, and wait until this period of time.

Standing on the stone by the river, Fengyu looks at the reflection in the water, but in her mind, she can't help but imagine the gorgeous face of longzixuan.

Now, he doesn't know what happened

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in the afternoon.

Phoenix Inn.

On the wide bed, long Zixuan frowned and moved. There was a faint murmur in his throat. The movement was not too big, but he immediately woke up the Dragon Dance Night with his arms on the table.

Dragon Dance Night brain moved for a while, suddenly opened a pair of eyes, voice gentle worry way, "Uncle..."

As soon as the voice fell, she jumped up from her chair and walked quickly towards the bed.

"Uncle, are you awake?"

Her arms are on the side of the bed, a pair of slightly red eyes pitifully looking at the haggard man on the bed, ruddy lips open, soft voice like feathers.

Long Zixuan coughed a few times in a dull voice, then opened a pair of eyes like black pool, looked at the Dragon Dance Night indifferently, then held his arm and wanted to sit up from the bed.

But he was very weak. He just sat up, his eyes suddenly turned black, his head was dizzy, and then he fell to the bed.

"Uncle, slow down..."

Dragon Dance Night quickly reached out to help him, to avoid the end of let him fall back on the bed.

Holding his body steady, long Zixuan reached out and waved the hand of the dragon dance night. His voice was hoarse and said, "how long have you been dizzy?"

The Dragon Dance Night pouts a mouth, way, "two days, uncle."

Two days

Long Zixuan closed his eyes, leaned on the head of the bed and said, "where's the little feather?"

With that, my heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if I had been stabbed by a sharp weapon.

That day's scene, uncontrollably returned to his mind.

Ah Ming, he has fallen off the cliff. This time, I'm afraid, there's really no way out.

Did he really lose Ah Ming?

Ah Ming, Emperor Tianming

His son.

With this thought, he seemed to be suffocating, and his eyes couldn't help falling crystal water.

Dragon dance night looking at his sad and painful appearance, can't help but heartache and sad.

She bit her lip, thought for a long time, then hesitated, "sister Yu, jumped down from the Luoyan mountain."

Dragon Zixuan brush once, open eyes, dark eyes as boundless abyss general looking at Dragon Dance Night, way, "what?"

Dragon Dance Night hung his head, voice very guilty way, "uncle, I'm sorry, I told sister feather about my brother, she knew that her brother is her child, then did not hesitate to jump down, I'm sorry."

After Feng Yu jumped down, she regretted telling her those things.

But what's the use of regret? It's too late. She's already jumped.

Long Zixuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "why do you want to tell her?"

Having said that, he could not help blaming himself.

Blame him, blame him fainted, so will let Dance Night clever tell her those things.

Ah Ming has already had an accident. What else can she do? Is it just to make her feel guilty?

If he was awake, he would never let her know those cruel things.

Killing her own child is too cruel for Xiaoyu. He doesn't want her to suffer like this at all.

But

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry..."

Dragon Dance Night hanging head, in addition to these words, do not know what to say.

Her heart is full of guilt, if you can do it again, she will not be so selfish to let sister feather accompany uncle pain.

If you do it again, she will keep it from sister Yu.

"Where is the phantom?"

The Dragon purple Xuan Mou light moves away from the Dragon Dance Night body, the voice suddenly raised several degrees.

After his words, a shadow appeared and knelt down in front of the bed. His voice respectfully said, "Lord, my subordinates are here."

Long Zixuan's eyes were black and looked at him. His voice suppressed an unspeakable danger and said, "I want you to follow the little Lord. How did you come back?"

The phantom hung her head, her voice trembled faintly, and said, "back to the Lord, after you fainted, Miss Wuyi was flustered. My subordinates didn't trust you, so they had to send you back."With that, the phantom's body trembled. He always felt that the LORD would not let him go.

"Damn it."

Dragon Zixuan suddenly harshly scolded. The subconscious body of phantom and Dragon Dance Night trembled, and the whole body tensed, so scared that the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The LORD was angry.

"Phantom, you are neglecting your duty to protect the little Lord. If she is OK, if she is OK, I will not spare you."

Long Zixuan's black eyes glared at the phantom, haggard but gorgeous face was fierce, and his fists were clucking.

The phantom stretched her head and said in a trembling voice, "Lord, if the little Lord really has something to do this time, my subordinates will be punished by death."

This time, it's really his dereliction of duty.

But he is not at ease with the Lord, so he will neglect his duty.

After all, the master vomited blood on the spot and was in a coma, which really scared him.

No matter what the reason is, the phantom knows clearly that if the little Lord really has something to do, then he will die here.

Long Zixuan snorted, and his squinting eyes swept the phantom coldly. Then his body moved and disappeared.

"Uncle, Uncle..."

Dragon Dance Night hurriedly yelled a few times, however, did not even get any response, she was so angry that she stamped her feet and said, "he is not well, so anxious to leave, what do you want to do?"

So don't cherish oneself, really don't want to die?

"Miss dance night, don't worry," said the phantom voice in a quiet voice. "Lord, maybe you're going to find the little Lord."

Without him to follow the little Lord, the Lord must be worried about the little Lord, so he can't wait to chase him.

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the night is deep and the moon is in the sky.

In the forest, the leaves rustled in the cold wind.

Feng Yu sat in the river, his long black hair falling down from his cheeks.

She was wearing a plain white dress, in the moonlight, like ice and snow, not to provoke dust, good-looking people can not move their eyes.