In the sky, flowing clouds are flying across, and there are light and rain flying everywhere, and the colorful streams are as gorgeous as a beautiful dream. [] The rich spring spirit pervades everything. Although there are the changes of spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost, rain and snow, it is blurred.
The spring spirit remains the same, permeating everything.
In such a mellow spring, everything in the world seems to have a kind of crazily growing desire. Even in the increasingly dense snow, the cold wind howls and the snowflakes are like mats, it still cannot stop the heavy snow.
The desire for green grass and trees to grow on the ground. Grass, flowers, and green trees seem to be no longer afraid of the severe cold and have forgotten the rotation of the four seasons. They just do their best to reproduce in the limited time and space.
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Everything is performing the same rhythm, as if this rhythm will continue to the end of the world and never end.
Suddenly, the roar of dragons and phoenixes that had disappeared for an unknown period of time came faintly from the clouds, followed by a group of colorful clouds falling to the ground, and emotional murmurs kept coming from inside, mixed with
In the bursts of deep and powerful breathing, there is a deep sense of ecstasy, which is touching.
The pure white feather coat and gray straight hair that fell on the spot suddenly floated up and disappeared into the colorful clouds. Then the colorful clouds changed and turned into two colors, one blue and one gold, and disappeared quickly.
Fengyi, whose body was as limp as mud, was like a helpless vine, nestling softly on Zhaoyue Donggang's broad shoulders, with charming eyes and fragrant lips and teeth.
There were sweat stains glistening faintly.
As the saying goes, 'Ten years of love debt will be paid off in one day, and generations of lovesickness will linger on our pillows. Love and ruthlessness will be shared among the flowers, and fate will come and go in a dream.' Although Fengyi had accumulated too much in her heart before she met Zhaoyue Donggang.
There is so much resentment, too much separation, and too much lovesickness. Even in the forty years since separation, I have been worried all the time whether due to unpredictable circumstances, I and my lover will be separated.
Will people be separated forever? Will they wander around in endless reincarnations and never be able to hold each other together? Especially when she met Ru Bing in the East China Sea, she understood that Yue Shang had such a unique identity and ability.
, having already seen that although Yue Shang's soul has merged with Ru Bing, she has not lost the memory of her own body, of course she understands that a woman's infatuation will never be indifferent because of the isolation of form.
They tend to be desperate for love. She is like this, and she knows that Yueshang is also like this. So she understands that no matter what method the Dapeng, who houses Yueshang's soul, will finally get close to her lover, this day will come. And
If she didn't want to miss her true love again, she would have to take the first step. But all the anxiety and sorrow were evaporated with sweat in this hearty love. At this time, Fengyi only had satisfaction and joy in her heart. She
The tender heart can no longer tolerate other emotions.
However, Feng Yi, who was immersed in tenderness and sweetness, did not notice that the arm of her lover around her slender waist suddenly became a little stiff, and the expression on his face became a little strange. She saw him lightly
He gently retracted his arm, and still supported Fengyi with tenderness, walked to a big tree, sat down against the trunk, then got up and walked to the opposite side of Fengyi, and bowed to her very seriously, with a strange look on his face.
, He wanted to speak but stopped.
That Feng Yi is so smart. At this time, she has gradually broken away from the ecstasy and bone-crushing pleasure. Looking at the lover in front of her, a very bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart, as if as long as the person opposite
As soon as the lover opens his mouth, he will inevitably reveal what worries him most.
However, Feng Yi has a strong nature, and her years of wandering alone in a corner of the East China Sea have already tempered her mental strength. She knows that some things will eventually come when they are meant to come, and she will not change slightly because of her own wishes, no matter you
Accept it or not, what should happen is always irresistible.
The past forty years ago seemed like yesterday, Feng Yi opened her mouth and said: "Your Highness, you...do you have something on your mind to tell my little sister?"
Zhaoyue Donggang shuddered when he heard the words "Your Highness the Prince", and his eyes as clear as water suddenly became blurred. In the trance, he seemed to have returned to those stormy days in Yi Lin, those nights with moonlight like water.
Time and space rotate, thoughts change. It seems that there are two beauties who are equally difficult to let go, both clinging to their sides, whispering softly, and the feeling of spring is boundless.
However, this side is in the Kongtong Seal of Yinhua Wuji, and the other side is in the sea of consciousness in the body of a golden-winged roc eagle.
Two shining moons in the east, a romantic prince who was once passionate, the master of the Youyue Sect who charmed the world, and a king of birds who dominated the world and commanded all the birds. Two spaces, two scenes, but there are
The same emotions, the same thoughts.
Zhaoyue Donggang, the master of the realm, could face the combined attacks of the tiger soul-turned-blood-demon sword, Yin Lingzi, and Hou Yi without fear.
Will Mo Rufeng's Seven-Star Demon Sword be equally sharp and ruthless?
After a moment of hesitation in his expression, he suddenly sighed to Feng Yi again: "Princess, it seems that the love debt I owe to Zhao Yue Dong Gang will never be repaid!"
Feng Yi was shocked when he heard this: "Prince, just now we were rubbing our hair together, and we were still talking softly, but now you are making such nonsense, what is the matter?"
Zhaoyue Donggang stopped talking. He just stretched out his palm and gently touched the ground in front of Fengyi. It was like a door suddenly opened, and a scene that made her jaw-dropping suddenly appeared in front of her. But it was just that
This door is obviously one-way. The other side is blind to me, but I can see the other side clearly.
It was a lush and boundless jungle. Under a big tree that was almost unimaginably thick, there was a golden-winged roc eagle that was unforgettable in Feng Yi's opinion. Its eyes were slightly closed and it was lying on the ground aggrievedly.
Two drops of tears were slowly dripping from her slightly closed eyes, and on the crown of the giant tree, a green palm was slowly transforming between the dense branches and leaves, gently touching Dapeng's eyes.
Brush up.
Tears made those branches and leaves greener, and a sigh came from the big branches and leaves in the mirror and from the mouth of Zhaoyue Donggang beside Fengyi. It was so vicissitudes of life, so weak.
Forty years have passed. Although we are separated by physical and mental distance, there is no room for choice in such a gathering. This is an unsolvable proposition. No matter you are a god or a fairy, a human or a ghost, I am afraid that
Faced with such a proposition, it is difficult to make a decisive choice.【】