Han Ziyue shook her head and sighed: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you and Zhuo Qi have a misunderstanding. Zhenfeng, I have already figured it out. It is rare that Miss Zhuo Qi loves you so much. You will definitely be happy with him." "
Ye Zhenfeng held her hand tightly and said anxiously: "Why? Why do you want me to be with her? The person I like is you, the person I love is also you, why do you say such cruel words? "
Han Ziyue sighed: "I have a demon in my body, and people who have a demon in my body will not have good results. They can only continue to suffer, either to be destroyed or to become a demon. We will not have any results, even if we are reluctant to be together You won’t be happy either…”
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head and said: "Is this why you want to leave me? Why are you so stupid? Even if you are possessed by the inner demon, it does not mean that there is no way to remove it. I will definitely find a way to remove it for you. Demon Killer will not let you become a demon. Ziyue, please don’t give up, okay?”
He put her delicate jade hand to his lips and kissed her gently. His eyes were full of affection. She seemed to be drowning in his affectionate eyes. She felt warm and moved in her heart. She would never be able to escape in this life. These eyes are filled with affection.
She leaned her head lightly against his warm embrace and said softly: "You are so stupid. Even if I try to retreat, you will not leave and still chase me like that. You are so stupid..."
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said: "Han Ziyue, please remember, no matter where you retreat to the end of the world, I will find you out! You must be responsible for me, I only love you in this life!"
Hearing his sweet words, she couldn't help but smile sweetly and said, "I am willing to die now."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "What are you talking about? Didn't we agree to travel around the world together? How can you talk about death?"
He hugged her tighter, as if he was afraid that she would leave him again.
Ye Zhenfeng had a strange dream for two nights in a row. In his dream, he dreamed of a beautiful woman. She was dressed in snow-white clothes and wore a long white gauze, lingering around her like mist.
He has never seen this woman, but he feels that this woman gives people a kind feeling.
The night falls and the wind chimes sound.
Ye Zhenfeng woke up from his sleep and heard the sound of wind chimes hanging on the bamboo tower. He remembered that he had heard this sound in his dream, and the woman in the dream was in the Blue Moon Valley. , she guided him all the way to a cellar.
Ye Zhenfeng reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "How could I have such a strange dream?"
He was a little upset, so he opened the door and walked to the corridor, then blew the cool night breeze, hoping to calm down his mind. Suddenly, he saw the red lights hanging high in the pavilion opposite. All this seemed to be the same as in his dream. Exactly the same.
He remembered that the cellar was in the pavilion opposite, so he jumped up and used the Wind and Moon Step to reach the pavilion opposite.
He sneaked into the building quietly while the disciples guarding him were not paying attention.
Sure enough, everything inside was like a dream. He found the room full of herbs and gently pushed the wooden eagle sculpture on the table. Sure enough, a rectangular tunnel entrance appeared under the long table.
He was shocked. Why was everything he saw in his dream exactly the same as in reality? He held up the luminous stone and quietly
Walking into the stone steps, there is a cellar under the stone steps. There is a faint aroma of wine in the cellar.
Ye Zhenfeng looked around and saw jars of fine wine displayed all around, but one of the wine racks was empty. He whispered: "It turns out that this is a wine cellar."
He suddenly felt a chill around him. He looked forward and saw an ornament as tall as one person standing in the center of the wine cellar. The ornament was also covered with a layer of white gauze. The cold air seemed to be coming from the ornament.
He walked slowly to the ornament, feeling a chill coming over him. He couldn't help but step forward, stretched out his hand and uncovered the white gauze.
He saw the white gauze slowly slipping down, revealing the true face of the Lushan ornament. It turned out to be a woman frozen in ice. This woman was as beautiful as a god, exactly the same as what he had seen in his dream.
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A true beauty should use flowers as her appearance, birds as her voice, jade as her bones, the moon as her god, willows as her form, ice and snow as her skin, autumn water as her posture, poetry as her heart, and the person in front of her, She is such a peerless beauty.
Ye Zhenfeng was startled at first, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart. There is such a holy and beautiful person like a god in the world. He couldn't help but be a little dazed, and then said in shock: "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"
If a woman doesn't speak, of course she can't speak, because she is a corpse frozen in ice. How can there be ice in the world that doesn't melt? And the thing sealed in the ice can obviously only be a corpse, but why does it give people a lifelike feeling? As if she was still alive.
Just as he was looking fascinated, he suddenly heard someone behind him yelling: "Who are you? Why did you break into my Blue Moon Valley wine cellar?"
Ye Zhenfeng turned his head hurriedly and saw a man in white standing behind him. The man in white looked about forty years old. He was dressed in snow-white clothes and had a beard as long as a willow. His eyebrows were elegant and his nose was straight. He had an air of immortality. posture.
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly raised his hands and saluted, saying: "Junior Ye Zhenfeng broke into this place by mistake, it was not intentional."
Hearing him introduce himself to his family, the middle-aged man's originally serious face suddenly softened a lot, and said: "Oh? Ye Zhenfeng, are you the guy who came to seek medical treatment?"
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes shone brightly and he said, "Could it be that the senior is Lord Jiang Gu?"
The middle-aged man nodded. He was none other than Jiang Yanming, known as the best medicine fairy in the world.
Jiang Yanming looked up at the frozen beauty in front of him and said, "Isn't it amazing? A frozen corpse. The ice on her body has not melted for many years, and she seems to be alive when she is frozen."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, and then asked: "Master Jiang Gu, who is this frozen beauty?"
Jiang Yanming shook his head, and then said: "I don't know who she is? When I found her, she was like this. Because the ice does not melt for a long time, I placed her in the wine cellar. Here comes the wine frozen."
Jiang Yanming is really weird about using corpses to freeze fine wine. However, the beauty in front of him was so beautiful that no one would feel scared. When he saw her, he felt a sense of tranquility in his heart, as if he was on a holy ice lake.
Jiang Yanming suddenly looked away from the frozen beauty. Then he seemed to remember something and looked at Ye Zhenfeng and said, "How did you find this place?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Master Jiang Gu, if I said that I dreamed of this frozen beauty in my dream, and she guided me here, would you believe it?"
Jiang Yanming was dubious, looked at him and said, "You said she guided you here?"
Ye Zhenfeng nodded.
He added: "So, do you know her?"
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head.
Jiang Yanming pointed at the frozen beauty, then pointed at Ye Zhenfeng, and asked, "Then why did she guide you here?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Everything I said is true, Lord Jiang Gu, please believe it."
Jiang Yanming raised his head and laughed, and then said: "It's really weird, weird. Mr. Ye means that this frozen beauty entrusts you with dreams? But why have I never been entrusted with dreams by her?"
Seeing that Ye Zhenfeng was silent, Jiang Yanming said again: "No matter what the purpose is for Mr. Ye to come here, I can tell you that this is just a cellar. There won't be anything you want. Please Young Master, please leave.”
Ye Zhenfeng knew that Jiang Yanming didn't believe his explanation, so he could only turn around and leave. When he walked past the empty wine rack, he saw the three words "Fengxin Wine" written on the wine license hanging above. He I thought maybe this place was filled with hyacinth wine before.
He once heard Chu Liuying say that the so-called wind letter refers to the wind that blows with the seasonal changes. Whenever the wind blows, Jiang Yanming will drink this kind of wine. Feng Xin waits for his old friend, and misses him forever. This wine means that the monsoon sends a message, and he is waiting for someone to return.
There are still traces of the wine jar placed on the wine rack. Although it has been cleaned, there are still some fragments of the wine jar on the wine rack. It can be seen that Jiang Yanming broke the Fengxin wine, which also symbolizes what he wanted to wait for. That person will not come back.
He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yanming's slightly lonely back. He couldn't help feeling pity, sighed softly, and finally left.
As soon as Ye Zhenfeng came to the door, he heard a noise outside. It turned out that it was Zhuo Qi, Liu Woming and the guarding disciples who were arguing.
Seeing that Jiang Yanming had walked out of the wine cellar, he immediately hid behind a screen to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Jiang Yanming walked outside the door and said angrily: "What's the fuss about?"
Liu Woming said with a smile: "Master Jiang Valley, you are well! We haven't seen each other for a long time. I came all the way to visit you in the valley, but you actually refused people thousands of miles away. It's really unreasonable!"
When Jiang Yanming saw that it was Liu Wo Ming, he said, "It turns out to be Brother Liu. I'm sorry that I've been in a bad mood these past few days and haven't been able to come out to see you."
Zhuo Qi said angrily: "Master Jiang Gu, I don't care whether you are in a good mood or not, but if I have to wait until you feel better before you can heal people, I'm afraid Ye Zhenfeng is already dead!"
"Ye Zhenfeng?" Jiang Yanming frowned, and then said: "Who are you, that kid? What are you doing in such a hurry? He only has eight meridians damaged, and he won't die for a while, so why should he be nervous? Besides, I’ve met that kid just now, and he’s very nice. As long as he doesn’t fight with others and doesn’t use his martial spirit, there won’t be any big problem!”
Zhuo Qi stamped her feet anxiously and said, "How can you speak so lightly? What should he do if something happens to him?"
Speaking of this, I cried anxiously.
Ye Zhenfeng, who was hiding behind the screen and peeking, couldn't help but be shocked. I treated Zhuo Qi like this before, but I didn't expect that she would be so worried about my injury. I felt sorry for her in every way.
What's wrong with falling in love with someone? What's wrong with Zhuo Qi?
