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Chapter 445 Beacon fire starts in February

The red curtain, the small crisp hands, the bright wax, the dancing flames reflected a face with a peerless appearance, and the graceful and graceful figure was lightly wrapped by a half-covered long gauze skirt.

There is an intoxicating halo under the neck that is as long as smooth jade, like the bright moonlight, and also like the alluring charm.

Five fingers as green as green onions plucked a charred long piano, and the clanking sound rose up in this elegant room like pearls falling on a plate. A few wisps of light smoke drifted out of the room, which sounded like a refreshing sound.

The fragrance makes people unable to help but be drunk in this fragrance. The touching sound of the piano, in a gentle countryside where heroes return, no one can refuse such a scene. The heroes return home is the endless

Intoxicating gentle countryside.

"Rain is still raining, but such a heart-moving piano sound is really fascinating. I really want to let go of everything and bury myself in the music and gentleness in this life." Feng Liandaohu's eyes showed a strange light.

, said with emotion as he glanced at the woman with low eyebrows playing the piano.

Following Feng Lian Dao's words, the melodious sound of the piano suddenly stopped, but the beautiful figure trembled all over, causing her soft fingers to stop involuntarily. And then, the pink-red face

But her face turned into a bright red color, and then, the beautiful figure touched her hand, and a song of joy and resentment sounded slowly.

"Brother Feng, why would you make such a joke on Feifei and everyone? If Brother Feng was willing, Yu Feifei and everyone would have become the gentle jade bodies in Brother Feng's arms." A faint smile flashed in Wanyan Wudi's eyes, and he stretched out his hand.

He took out his exquisite and unrivaled hands and gently picked up a wine glass in front of him. A long dark line was hidden in his palm, but he seemed to be unaware of it. He raised his head and poured the wine into the glass.

Put it all into your throat.

"Why do you two make such a joke about a little girl? The hero of the wind is a proud hero, the master of the great country is a genius, and the little girl knows how to love herself even though she comes from a humble background. Alas, I only regret that the little girl is not charming enough, so that the two of you

It is difficult for a big shot to pay attention to him, which really makes Yu Feifei feel very guilty."

After the sound of the piano was finished, it still lingered in the ears, and a sad and resentful voice came out of the woman's mouth. It was like endless sadness, and the cuckoo's cry of blood was nothing more than that. Those pairs of

What is flowing in her beautiful eyes is an unforgettable sadness, which makes people feel all kinds of pity in their hearts.

"Hahaha, Yu Feifei, everyone is joking. Feng is just a rough guy, how can he stand in the eyes of everyone in Yu. The great national master is dedicated to martial arts, which really makes Feng admire him. In today's world, who can let the great national master

It touches everyone's heart." Feng Landao laughed and said a joke instead. But he didn't know that the sadness in the eyes of the peerless woman in front of him was a little deeper, and a touch of loss was revealed.

out.

"The heart of the martial arts is not strong, but today's battle opened a certain family's eyes. The way of heaven is the master of this world, and the martial arts broke through the sky, which really caused some doubts in the hearts of a certain family." Wanyan Wudi's eyes opened.

The light shot out, he smiled mockingly at Feng Lian Dao, and then said.

"Why did the Great Imperial Master have such doubts? Didn't the Great Imperial Master get a glimpse of the threshold of heaven in this battle?" Feng Liandao said lightly with a carefree smile.

"Everyone in the world says that a certain family is the one closest to that realm in today's martial arts world, but no one knows that when you get a glimpse of the threshold, you will find that you will have more doubts. The limit of martial arts is the way of heaven, so this way of heaven

What is the limit? After breaking the void, we step into the eternal immortal world, but what is the end of the eternal immortal world? No one can give a correct answer."

Feng Lian Dao's eyes narrowed. He did not expect that Wanyan Wudi would say such lonely words at this time. He had never considered these words. He felt a burning gaze coming from his left side, and he knew very well that he

He had thoughts about the peerless beauty beside him, but his heart could no longer accommodate any woman.

"Brother Feng hasn't solved the puzzle for a certain family yet. Why is Brother Feng so sure? With these two guys, a certain family will suffer a small hidden loss." Wanyan Wudi's eyes shot out, and the other person in his heart was

Doubts were raised.

The beautiful lady beside her was also full of curiosity. She seemed to be very interested in Wan Yan Wudi's secret loss. She was also curious as to why the world's most recognized master would admit defeat.

"This is the real Heaven-Slaying Formation, and the Xingze sword in Ling Tianyun's hand is the eye of this Heaven-Slaying Formation. The great master is so smart that he cannot even figure this out. When this sword fell

It fell into the hands of Feng Mou, and Feng Mou gave this sword to the current emperor of Zhou Dynasty. This is just a coincidence."

Wanyan Wudi opened his eyes with an incredible look of astonishment. He did not expect that this was the killer formation hidden in the imperial palace. He had always thought that the heaven-slaying formation was just in vain.

It was just a show, but he didn't expect that this real Heaven-Destroying Formation would actually bring down thunder from the sky, and it was aimed at a peerless master like him.

"Who set up this formation? Such a peerless evildoer should have reached the realm of Shattered Void long ago. There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Central Plains Godland. If a certain family had faced this person, they would probably be gone." Wanyan

Unable to conceal the horror in his eyes, Wudi trembled towards Feng Lian Dao.

"The Imperial Capital of the Central Plains has inherited our Han style. This is natural. That senior just used it a little bit. However, that senior is really a god-like figure. He is free from restraints in the world. He has long been broken into the void." Feng Lian.

There was a look of nostalgia in Dao's eyes, and he said lightly.

"Such a fairy-like person, someone would like to get acquainted with him." Wanyan Wudi said with burning eyes, and his trembling expression turned into eager excitement.

"The senior I have the opportunity to meet is Taoist Heavenly Lord Wuyouzi."

Seeing that the pitiful Yu Feifei did not interrupt, she just added wine to the two of them from time to time, and looked at the peerless master who was talking eloquently with her beautiful eyes. I don't know if it was Yajian.

As the internal temperature rose, this stunning beauty took a few sips of wine, and a bright red peach blossom had already appeared on her cheeks, showing off her shy posture.

Feng Lian Dao and Wanyan Wudi don't seem to be mortal enemies. They are like two friends who have not seen each other for a long time, drinking and talking, and they can't help but reveal a bit of laughter that cannot be concealed. But they

Understand that this conversation should be their last conversation. Whether it is the mutual attraction between the two or the yearning and persistence of the two in martial arts, although they can let go of their identities, they know that they will still be together after all.

Will embark on a road of life and death struggle.

"That's all, this time I finally saw the style of the imperial capital in the hinterland of the Central Plains, and it also fulfilled a certain family's wish. The Heaven-Slaying Formation is not just a large formation. A certain family is leaving, and this time

The Zhou Kingdom is in a precarious situation, and it is not up to us to decide whether it can survive this catastrophe."

Wanyan Wudi raised the wine glass, raised her head and drank the remaining wine in the glass. After saying that, she pushed the door open and walked out. The generous figure and majestic back gradually disappeared in front of Feng Landao's eyes.

"Six years from now, you and I will have a decisive battle in the Temple's appointment. Then you and I may be able to break through the shackles in one fell swoop. Maybe one of you and I will be abandoned by the public."

Wanyan Wudi's words when he left have been echoing in this elegant room for a long time.

And the eyes of the beautiful lady with a blushing face were covered with a layer of mysterious light, and a ray of brilliant light emerged from those beautiful eyes, but it became stronger and stronger.

Feng Lian Dao had been watching the peerless master leave, his eyes were deep and wise, and wisps of light came out of his eyes, trying to penetrate the hazy window and penetrate into the confused night.

The night in the Imperial City was not beautiful at this time. Although large lanterns were lit up in the streets and alleys, the night after the spring rain could not show the majestic nature of the Imperial City. After a series of changes in the new year,

, the people in the imperial capital began to become frightened. They had long retreated into their homes and refused to go out.

A burst of heavy footsteps broke the silence of the imperial capital, but a hurried young man in his early twenties was walking in the streets. His body was emaciated and covered with scars. If Ling Tianyun saw

At this point, the young man will definitely recognize that this young man is the Yuan Xiaoliu he met at the Feng family.

A spring rain in early February fell so heartily, dewing new buds, and a lively and peaceful atmosphere spread in the imperial capital. However, as the leader of the Zhou Dynasty, Chai Rong was full of indignation and monstrous rage.

It was the Hall of Compassion, there was still the flickering candlelight, and there was still the big man with a rosy face standing in front of him.

"Little Liu Yu, you are really bullying me." Chai Rong's face was full of anger, and the teacup in his hand was almost crushed in his hands. His face was as dark as frost, and he was walking back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

.And Zhao Kuangyin looked solemnly and looked at his adopted brother without saying a word.

In the early morning of Yu day, Emperor Chai Rong of the Great Zhou Dynasty was furious, while the civil and military officials below him were as silent as cicadas. They lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, daring not to say a word. What was surprising was that the white-haired old man Taishi Feng was also in the court meeting.

, no one questioned it, and no one was surprised. Because the civil and military officials had already known that Liu Yu of the Northern Han Dynasty and tens of thousands of Khitan troops were coming straight to the border of the Zhou Dynasty. They were coming with such ferocity that they rushed straight into the imperial capital like a broken bamboo.

Coming with a similar momentum.

In the morning of the same day, Chai Rong directly told Zhao Kuangyin about his discussion the night before. He decided to personally march against the coalition forces of the Northern Han Dynasty and the Khitan. As soon as he made his decision, he encountered unanimous opposition from all the ministers, especially the special one.

The white-haired Master Feng had a look of regret and disdain on his face.

Looking at the ministers coldly, a supreme majesty slowly emerged from Chai Rong's body, which shocked the ministers and shut their mouths at the same time.

The imperial capital is still the imperial capital. How do ordinary people know what is happening in this stern palace? However, envoys from various countries begin to return home one after another. There are busy people in the imperial capital post station, and envoys from various countries greet each other from time to time. Perhaps this time of separation

, we will never meet again in the future.

Li Congjia's chubby face had lost its youthful air, replaced by a faint air of maturity. There was a touch of melancholy in his eyes, with expectations, worries, and fears. But he

The faint calm aura had long since concealed all this, and he had already begun to assume the royal aura he should have.

"Have you decided?" Although Li Congjia was full of reluctance, he looked at the young man in blue shirt in front of him and asked cautiously. He didn't understand why Ye Yinfeng didn't return to the country with him and returned to Jinling City.

, Although Li Xiaoyao disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown, as the prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, he felt that he could still give Ye Yinfeng a bright future.

"No, thank you. It's a long way back to Jinling, so please take care. The people from Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion will escort the prince back to Jinling. After this separation, I don't know when we will see each other again."

Ye Yinfeng smiled sadly, with a hint of unconcealable sadness in his bleak tone. He looked at the Sixth Prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who was not much older than himself. He had known this prince since Jiangzhou City, and he had come all the way here.

In the capital of Emperor Zhou, he found that the sixth prince was no longer the innocent and childish sixth prince. He felt a change in his temperament that he could not figure out.

"Will we still be friends in the future?" Li Congjia said these words with great difficulty. After saying this, he felt uneasy.

"Yes, no matter what, we are still friends." Ye Yinfeng's voice reached his ears like a fairy voice from heaven.


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