She quietly climbed up the city wall, retracted the iron hook and climbed down the city wall neatly from the other side. Feng Qingzhuang's people were already standing outside Guanyang City.
Not far outside the city, under the quiet dark night, there stood a man with his hands behind his hands. He was facing the wind. He was elegant and noble, dressed in white clothes that surpassed the snow. He was as clear as the moon, and his grace was outstanding. He was like a cold plum blossom proud of the snow and frost. Ling Han was blooming alone.
Tethered to the tree pole is a tall horse with its front hooves raised and constantly digging at the soil under its feet.
Seeing Feng Qingzhuang's running figure at night, a warm smile appeared on the man's handsome face, his eyes were as soft as water, and he shouted softly
"Qingzhuang, I'm finally waiting for you."
"Feng Yu" Feng Qingzhuang was stunned, and continued: "It's such a cold day, why don't you go to sleep and go to the trees outside the city to blow the cold wind? What are you waiting for me to do?"
"I have carefully thought about letting you explore Heixialing alone at night. I really can't bear it, so I am waiting here and want to take action with you." Feng Yu smiled lightly, blooming like a cold plum, with a faint fragrance.
"No, I object. You must stay in the post house to confuse everyone's eyes. Only when five thousand soldiers are mobilized can you take action." Feng Qingzhuang was firm and objected.
"I can stay in the post house, but you'd better take a few Xuanyi guards with you so that if anything happens, you'll have someone to take care of you." Feng Yu was still worried and suggested.
"It is easy to expose the target when there are many people. I am enough for this horse, so let me use it first."
Gently patting the horse's back, Feng Qingzhuang untied the horse's rope, jumped onto the horse neatly, and sat on the horse with a graceful appearance. Her dark eyes were calm and calm, she looked at Feng Yu and stretched out her hand: "Give me the riding whip."
She smiled helplessly, knowing that Feng Qingzhuang always kept her word. Feng Yu handed her the riding whip and warned: "The success or failure of the action is not as important to me as your safety, so you must take care of yourself and don't let it happen."
Hurt yourself"
"Don't worry, I have always cherished my life, so I'm leaving."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang clamped her legs together, the horse spread its hooves and started running wildly.
The wind in the winter night is biting and cold, and it feels like a knife cutting your face.
Running wildly all the way, Feng Qingzhuang had reached the foot of Heixialing Mountain in less than an hour. She rode around the foot of the mountain and arrived at the west side of Heixialing Mountain.
To the west, the cliffs are towering and steep, as tall as a screen, and you can’t even see the top at a glance.
The unique black mist vines of Heixialing grow on the cliffs. Some vines are as thick as arms, and some vines are as thin as fingers. The cliffs under the vines are covered with a thick layer of moss, making it easier to climb the cliffs.
Added a bit of difficulty
Feng Qingzhuang got off the horse, patted the horse's head, and said softly to the horse's ears, "Go, walk around and find grass by yourself."
The horse seemed to be spiritual, walking forward slowly and leisurely, looking for grass to eat.
The moonlight was hazy. Feng Qingzhuang stood there and looked up. The fog was so thick that she couldn't see the top at all.
He took a deep breath and said, "I hope I can climb to the top of the cliff before dawn tomorrow."
Then, I saw her walking back and forth under the cliff for a while, and her target was locked on a black mist vine as thick as an arm. She pulled hard a few times, but the black mist vine did not break, and then she started her cliff climbing adventure.
Follow the black mist vines and step on the raised rocks on the cliff. Keep climbing up. When you turn around and look down, you will see the fog under your feet. You can't see the bottom. When you look up, you will see misty clouds above your head. The fog is rising and you can't see the top.
Feng Qingzhuang grasped the black mist vine tightly with both hands, looked up to the sky and sighed, then continued to climb up.
Suddenly, the black mist tightly grasped in her hand broke away, and she screamed, and the echo continued for a long time. She seemed to have lost her center of gravity and slid down quickly.
After sliding down for a while, Feng Qingzhuang finally grabbed a thick black fog vine and pressed her feet against a raised stone before she stabilized her body and stopped sliding further. Her palms were scratched.
However, God seemed to be deliberately against her. It started to rain lightly at this time.
Thin raindrops wet her clothes, and a biting cold wind blew through, making her shiver with cold.
When it rains, the moss on the cliff absorbs enough water that the soles of your feet slip every time you step on it.
Feng Qingzhuang was cold and wet. She gritted her teeth and continued to climb up. Suddenly, her foot slipped and the black mist vine in her hand suddenly broke.
"It's over, this big gift didn't go through. I'm afraid I'm going to get involved too. It's really a big loss." Feng Qingzhuang, who was falling rapidly, only had this single and desperate thought in her mind at this time.
At this time, a long black silk ribbon was wrapped around her waist, causing her falling body to hang in the air.
"Zhuang'er, you can't let me worry so much that you stay up late at night and climb the cliff at Heixialing fifty miles away to scare me to death." Wu Jingyu roared anxiously and angrily.
As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingzhuang felt her body light up and her whole body fell into a warm embrace.
"Wu Jingyu, it's great to see you here," Feng Qingzhuang said sincerely with a sweet smile on her lips.
Upon hearing this, Wu Jingyu's heart suddenly felt so soft that he felt confused. He grabbed an arm-thick black mist rattan with one hand, held Feng Qingzhuang's slender waist with the other, and kissed her directly.
Put on the long-missed red lip
At this moment, Feng Qingzhuang rolled her eyes and was completely speechless.
This guy didn't even look at the situation the two of them were in now. Half of their lives were still hanging in the balance, so they just got together like this.
Feng Qingzhuang tilted her head back slightly, avoiding Wu Jingyu's soft lips, and said coldly
"If we continue to hang like this while being blown by the cold wind, I'm afraid that without King Yama coming to take us in, we will definitely freeze to death first or go up first."
"After listening to your advice, I must go up and let me relieve the pain of lovesickness. How dare you feed me drug, and follow the annoying Feng Fox to Cangyan Country while I was in a coma. Watch me wait.
How will I deal with you?" Wu Jingyu raised his eyebrows evilly, with a pleasant smile on his lips, and his empty heart was finally filled to the brim.
Then he said
"Hurry up"
Feng Qingzhuang stretched out her hands to hug Wu Jingyu's strong waist, and the little bird leaned on his chest obediently to keep warm.
Wu Jingyu curled up his lips with a satisfied smile and flicked the long black ribbon in his hand, wrapping it around a wrist-thick black mist vine above him. With a little more force from his feet, he flew upwards with Feng Qingzhuang. Then he retracted the long ribbon and threw it out again.
Using this method, the two of them actually reached the top of the cliff in less than half an hour.
"Great, we're finally here," Feng Qingzhuang let go of Wu Jingyu's waist and said with emotion.
Just as he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly fell down in front of his eyes, and his cold lips were instantly captured.