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296. Massacre 6

Next, Feng Zhuyue felt a dizzy darkness invading her. She closed her eyes and fell into the endless darkness. In the hazy, she seemed to hear a gentle word whispering in her ear:

"Don't worry about sleeping! I'll be here to protect you."

The voice is a bit familiar and a little strange. It is familiar because I have heard it there before, but it is strange because the owner of this voice gives her a cold feeling, making her feel dazed. Such a cold and weak person should not be

There is such a gentle voice.

Feng Zhuyue had been sleeping for a day and a night, and only woke up from the boundless darkness at the early morning of the next night.

Looking into my eyes, there was a deep and bottomless darkness, with swaying lights dancing in the room, light and dark.

Feng Zhuyue was shocked and suddenly jumped up from the bed. After her injuries were cultivated all day and night, and with the nourishment of the Five Elements Water, she had almost recovered.

Feng Zhuyue suddenly remembered what handsome face she saw when she was unconscious...

His brows frowned slightly.

Feng Zhuyue did not have a deep impression of him. To be precise, the two were just people who met by chance when they met twice.

How could he be in Zhongdu?

Feng Zhuyue walked off the bed, and her messy clothes had been replaced. Her wounds and embarrassment had been washed away. Her beautiful face had no trace of injury.

Feng Zhuyue opened the door of the house, and a cold wind blew. Looking at the dark sky outside, the earth was covered with a layer of snow-white. There was also snow like goose feathers falling down in the sky, falling on the yard in front of the door.

In it, it accumulates little by little and becomes thinner.

It's snowing...

Feng Zhuyue remembered that the weather was clearly in June sunshine, so why did it start to snow heavily late at night? Looking at the thick snow on the ground, it should have been deeper than my knees...

This is when Feng Zhuyue heard a flute sound coming from the front of the yard. The sound of the flute was either gentle or high, with a comfortable mood, and could be heard. The person playing the flute should be in a good mood at this moment.

Feng Zhuyue held the hem of the skirt and looked towards the flute along the road that had been cleaned up very clean.

The flying snowflakes fell on her thin body, feeling a little cold.

Feng Zhuyue is now in a small yard, where fiery red lanterns are lit everywhere in the yard. Although it is night now, the yard is indeed like daytime.

The whole yard is filled with red and bloody plum blossoms. They bloom like beauties in this cold weather, wantonly taking away all the beauty in the yard. Feng Zhuyue walked in the yard, floating

The snowflakes, the blooming plum blossoms, the pure white snow and the beautiful plum blossoms, the black night is the background, and the melodious and passionate flute sound, she has the illusion of being intoxicated in the beautiful movie scene.

It should be that the beautiful scenery is in vain, with thousands of styles and the ultimate beauty.

Feng Zhuyue walked through the aisle in small steps and walked through the blooming plum blossom jungle. The white snow beside her protected her. Finally, she saw a pavilion surrounded by big red lanterns. In the center of the pavilion, there was a man.

.

He was wearing a white Xuzhu robe, his long black hair was evenly spread on his back, and he simply tied it up with a green bamboo hairpin. Next, Feng Zhuyue felt a dizzy darkness invading her, she closed her eyes.

Upon her eyes, she fell into the deep and boundless darkness. In the hazy, she seemed to hear a gentle word whispering in her ear: "Don't worry about sleeping! I will be here to protect you."

The voice is a bit familiar and a little strange. It is familiar because I have heard it there before, but it is strange because the owner of this voice gives her a cold feeling, making her feel dazed. Such a cold and weak person should not be

There is such a gentle voice.

Feng Zhuyue had been sleeping for a day and a night, and only woke up from the boundless darkness at the early morning of the next night.

Looking into my eyes, there was a deep and bottomless darkness, with swaying lights dancing in the room, light and dark.

Feng Zhuyue was shocked and suddenly jumped up from the bed. After her injuries were cultivated all day and night, and with the nourishment of the Five Elements Water, she had almost recovered.

Feng Zhuyue suddenly remembered what handsome face she saw when she was unconscious...

His brows frowned slightly.

Feng Zhuyue did not have a deep impression of him. To be precise, the two were just people who met by chance when they met twice.

How could he be in Zhongdu?

Feng Zhuyue walked off the bed, and her messy clothes had been replaced. Her wounds and embarrassment had been washed away. Her beautiful face had no trace of injury.

Feng Zhuyue opened the door of the house, and a cold wind blew. Looking at the dark sky outside, the earth was covered with a layer of snow-white. There was also snow like goose feathers falling down in the sky, falling on the yard in front of the door.

In it, it accumulates little by little and becomes thinner.

It's snowing...

Feng Zhuyue remembered that the weather was clearly in June sunshine, so why did it start to snow heavily late at night? Looking at the thick snow on the ground, it should have been deeper than my knees...

This is when Feng Zhuyue heard a flute sound coming from the front of the yard. The sound of the flute was either gentle or high, with a comfortable mood, and could be heard. The person playing the flute should be in a good mood at this moment.

Feng Zhuyue held the hem of the skirt and looked towards the flute along the road that had been cleaned up very clean.

The flying snowflakes fell on her thin body, feeling a little cold.

Feng Zhuyue is now in a small yard, where fiery red lanterns are lit everywhere in the yard. Although it is night now, the yard is indeed like daytime.

The whole yard is filled with red and bloody plum blossoms. They bloom like beauties in this cold weather, wantonly taking away all the beauty in the yard. Feng Zhuyue walked in the yard, floating

The snowflakes, the blooming plum blossoms, the pure white snow and the beautiful plum blossoms, the black night is the background, and the melodious and passionate flute sound, she has the illusion of being intoxicated in the beautiful movie scene.

It should be that the beautiful scenery is in vain, with thousands of styles and the ultimate beauty.

Feng Zhuyue walked through the aisle in small steps and walked through the blooming plum blossom jungle. The white snow beside her protected her. Finally, she saw a pavilion surrounded by big red lanterns. In the center of the pavilion, there was a man.

.

He wore a white bamboo robe, his long black hair was evenly spread on his back, and he simply tied it up with a green bamboo hairpin.


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