Chapter 237 Beauty Crying

On this day, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, bursting, and his right hand became claws. He grabbed a big hole in the bed and turned over and got out of bed.

Light gauze tent, fringe flying, white jade carved bed, mica screen. There is no doubt that this is an antique, chic and elegant room. It looks small, and the layout is simple. There is no fire, but the temperature is suitable. Only a few wisps of fragrance still silently exude a charming charm.

It seems to be late at night outside, the thunder is rolling, the wind is furious, and the rain is like a rainstorm. It is by no means the scene that Tanggu is a fairyland on earth. Ling Feng felt strange in his heart, but he didn't think much about it.

After observing the surrounding environment, at this moment, he had time to observe his physical condition. He lay down and couldn't move for such a long time, but his muscles and bones did not rust. The Zhenyuan inside of Dantian, which was originally only the size of a lake, now actually soaked this dry Wangyang shallow layer, all of which were chaotic Zhenyuan without attributes. .

The seven true elements of the five elements of yin and yang are divided into two layers. The fish-shaped ring of the yin and yang true element rotates to form the Taiji diagram. The true elements of the five elements form a hollowed-out disk in the order of mutual birth, which is located in the upper layer, but they are connected with the two fish eyes of the Taiji diagram, forming a strange shape. The overall volume is relatively endless chaotic ocean. It's much smaller, floating in the sky together, like a sky city in the air.

It is reasonable that Ling Feng has not practiced the two formulas of gold and fire, but at this time, there are two kinds of true elements, and the reserves are not inferior to the three categories of wood, water and soil, which makes people confused. However, according to his guess, it is mostly the credit of Xihe for several months. And the yin and yang Zhenyuan are even more gratifying. In the continuous rotation, it seems to be releasing powerful power, which makes the ocean waves below rise one after another, and the wind and thunder are great.

Ling Fengxin said, "I'm afraid that so many Zhenyuan is worth other people's ten thousand years of hard work. I don't know how many ginseng fruits Xihe fed me to achieve this?

He vaguely felt that the martial arts practice in later generations may not be as good as this immortal method. The aura in later generations is thin, and he can only practice true qi in his body, but he is obviously more particular about the spiritual realm. If he blindly pursues the number of Zhenyuan and ignores the improvement of his mood, in addition to being difficult to resist the disaster, he will also face a huge and immeasurable setback in reality.

The difference between Zhenqi and Zhenyuan, even if the power is far away, but after all, it is just to temper the flesh.

Only the spirit is the terrible factor that really determines strength!

"What is she doing at this time?" Ling Feng couldn't help thinking that he was very dissatisfied with her imprisonment for several months, and finally couldn't bear to hate him.

Suddenly, his eyes were constricted, his spirit condensed, and he shouted coldly, "Who is it?"

With a loud laugh, a kind-looking old Tao appeared in the sky in the room, with a purple and gold crown on his head, wearing a hundred robes, childlike face and crane hair, and long and elegant. He held the jade dust in one hand and shook his head and said, "My Taoist friend did not thank me as a lifesaver, but was like facing a great enemy. What's the reason?"

Ling Feng was surprised and said, "You woke me up?" There was a little disbelief in his tone.

The old man didn't care and nodded and said, "If it hadn't been for Xihe who was crossing the disaster of wind and thunder, he wouldn't have dared to take action with the meager tricks of poverty!"

Ling Feng's heart tightened, and he was worried about Xihe's current disaster. The wind disaster is the key to breaking through to Daluo Jinxian, and the eight thunderstorms are even more terrible. Can she get through it safely? However, he knew that the old man was also well-intentioned, and he also took a lot of risks in saving him. After thanking, he asked, "Don't you know the name of the predecessor?"

Before he listened to what Xihe said, there were thousands of miles of oceans and 3,000 weak water blocking it. He thought she was the only one on Tanggu Island. Now it seems that this person is either her neighbor or a powerful person.

Lao Dao moved to the nearby sandalwood chair and replied, "Why should Taoist friends be polite? You are not as old as you are, but you can't afford the word 'senior'. The poor Tao became a little late, and people sent the Taoist name Zhen Yuanzi.

Ling Feng was not surprised to see the "ancestor of the earth fairy" at this time, and he was numb for a long time. After talking with him for a while, Fang Zhizhen Yuanzi got the aura of the towering ancient tree Fusang in Tanggu, which was of the same origin as Dijun and Xihe, but his cultivation was much worse. He lived on the island for many years and didn't have much contact with Xihe, but he was at peace. Recently, I found her abnormal movements and was a moment of curiosity, which gave me the idea of rescuing Ling Feng.

Judging from the information from his words, Xihe's temperament has always been not tame, moody, and famous in the wilderness. It has only been nearly 100,000 years to cultivate his temperament and resolve his anger, which makes Ling Feng quite flattered. In retrospect, he has enjoyed a lot of her tenderness.

Zhen Yuanzi advised, "Hongjun Taoist friend, you'd better take this opportunity to escape first, or Xihe will come back, and Lao Dao's hard work will be in vain."

Ling Feng wondered, "Brother Dao, do you know the purpose of Xi and Qiang Liu?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and said, "To tell you the truth, according to my speculation, you are probably used by her to practice some magical power."

Ling Fengqi said, "Brother Tao, can you tell me in detail?"

Zhen Yuanzi said, "The Fusang Shenmu on Tanggu can warm the sun, which is incredible. Therefore, the island has the most yang, fire and wood qi. Di Jun is the innate spirit of fire. He is not talented. He has the wood spirit. Na Xihe is known as the 'Sun God', and he is too yang qi. However, since the first judgment of Hongmeng and the division of yin and yang, the yang is the sky, the yin is the earth, the yang is a man, the yin is a woman, and Xihe has been transformed into a daughter, which is actually an a difference, but this also greatly limits the further improvement of her cultivation.

Ling Feng was confused and scratched his head and said, "What should I say?"

Zhen Yuanzi said, "The strong man standing at the peak in the world is nothing more than the seven categories of practicing the five elements of yin and yang. The purer each type of cultivation, the greater the magical power. Xihe has the unique condition of the sun. Naturally, there is no shortage of yang qi, which is extremely convenient to practice, but her daughter can't help ingesting yin qi, which is the yin in the yang. After all, it is difficult to extend the skill to the nine yang poles. His eyes became thought-provoking, "I think Taoist friends must have something to do with this."

Ling Feng didn't know what was going on. He sighed and asked, "Is it true that Xihe is limited by nature and can't cross the disaster and become a golden immortal of Daluo?"

He was worried that the disaster of Xihe was too severe and died.

Zhen Yuanzi said: "The way of heaven leaves a ray of vitality and all things, so no matter how high or not, as long as you have great perseverance, great perseverance and great opportunity, you can live a long life. In fact, the two disasters of wind and fire seem to be dangerous, but it seems that it is not difficult to get through the unique conditions. What is difficult is the nine-nine thunderstorms. Xihe is arrogant, and of course, the goal is the supreme realm. Otherwise, why does she need to spend so much effort on Taoist friends?

Ling Feng waited to ask in detail what "nine-nine thunder robbery" is, whether it is equivalent to "nine thunder robbery". When there is any specific difference between the thunder robbery, he suddenly saw Zhen Yuanzi panicked and said, "No, Xihe crossing the disaster is about to be finished. The old way is one step ahead, Taoist friends, you can do it yourself." It seemed that he pinched a formula and immediately disappeared.

The roaring wind and rain outside the house suddenly stopped, and the strong light shot in, like a moment of dawn!

The vitality around him fluctuated strongly. Ling Feng knew that it must have been Xihe who had arrived, sighed, moved his mind, and returned to reality the next moment.

He didn't even have the courage to see her again, because he was not sure to slip away under her eyes. This woman is too strong. She has passed the wind disaster and the eight-fold thunder disaster so easily. Shouldn't she be invincible just by surviving the nine-fold thunderstorm?

When he just crossed the heavenly disaster, it was the weakest time for the monks, and Zhen Yuanzi escaped without any courage...

As soon as the face moved, she heard the voice of Huanwan's resentment and said, "Your retreat is really stable. If someone comes to plot, you have to go crazy."

Ling Feng smiled and said, "With you, who in the world dares to disturb me if you are not afraid of death?"

The true element in his body is surging and full of power, which makes him wonder. There must be a mystery that he can't find between reality and Honghuang, the body and the yuan god.

He has a faint understanding. If he can solve this mystery, he will definitely become a first-class figure of the legendary Taoist ancestor Hongjun. He will never die, and his magic power is boundless!

Wan Huan smiled and didn't answer the words. She poured a cup of fragrant tea, brought it to him with a smile, and said slowly, "Now Zhao Deyan must be in a hurry."

Ling Feng took the tea cup, and his fingers inevitably touched the soft and slippery jade hand. He only felt that the touch was warm, and his heart was swinging. A wisp of desire suddenly rushed up, and he quickly suppressed his mind and secretly shouted strangely.

He knew that she didn't use charming skills and didn't play tricks in the hall, and his mood cultivation has obviously increased. Why can't he almost control it in women's sex?

I put the cup of fragrant tea to my mouth and took a sip. I only felt that the tea was in my throat. The fragrance was clear. It seemed that there was a sense of cold fog like a mountain and a famous mountain. It was full of saliva, and it was a good tea, but I couldn't taste it carefully because of the thoughts just now. It's really a pity.

At first glance, it was strange to hear what she said. By the way, she frowned and said, "What's going on?"

This time, Huan didn't notice his abnormality and said lightly, "Your good disciples cheated them into the city to eat and drink. Zhao Deyan also thought that you would definitely come. The rise of the Heavenly Gate is unstoppable, and the turmoil in the world is obvious. He has to discuss with you, the evil emperor, for himself.

If you don't ask, it can be seen that Daming Zunjiao Xu Kaishan and others must have this kind of thought. What's more, the ** of "God of War" is not something that ordinary people can resist.

To the end, Ling Feng had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She always felt that her personality and attitude were quite different from the elves under the moon who had been thinking about when she read books before. It was not a pity.

But he also understands that he and Wei Yu met twice. The last time, Wei Wei took medicine to arrest him in Baling. It was easy. Although it was insufficient intelligence and raised him high, it also led to contempt in the bottom of his heart. He did not say a few words to exchange feelings, otherwise it would definitely not let Ling Feng have time to drill and untie the ban. Restore your strength. And this time, the strength of the two has been reversed. Almost one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. The psychological gap between the two is not mentioned for the time being. Just because her dearest master passed away, she is in a good mood, and she will not feel freehand like playing tricks on the two dragons in three days in the original work.

Ling Feng knows that the number of days is running, and the times are different. These are only temporary. There is no need to worry, so he asked, "What time is it now?"

Unexpectedly, after a while, he turned over these many thoughts and casually replied, "It's about three quarters from 21 o'clock to 23 o'clock."

Ling Feng drank all the tea and got up and said, "Let's go to the city, too."

She didn't ask the reason, but obediently straightened his hair, added a plain white gown, buttoned one button, tied a belt, and hung a jade pendant, making him look like a rich man.

Ling Feng suffered silently and stepped out of the cabin hall, and his vest was soaked with a layer of sweat!

It turned out that the two people's bodies touched each other, and the fragrance was smelling, like flowers and beautiful faces were close at hand, reaching out. The wind and evil fire were fierce, and the abdomen was swollen and painful. They couldn't wait to hold the jade man in his arms and hugged the warmth. He didn't know that this matter was very strange. He inhaled secretly, calmed his mind, and restrained himself with supreme perseverance. His face even glowed red without knowing it.

Wan Yu looked at his back and thought to herself, "Qing'er's little girl has made great progress in martial arts recently. There are many elders who support her in the faction. The master is newly lost, and there is no leader in the group. The faction must be in chaos, and the rest of the points may be inserted horizontally. Although I don't want to be here, I can't let her ride on my head and ruin the hard work of the master. And the most important thing at the time is to find out his secret.

She is smart. Although she has no experience, she has been practicing charm for a long time. Her understanding of men's and women's affairs is more familiar than the world's **#wa**. Ren Lingfeng covers it up in every way. How could she not know his abnormality, so she sighed a little, "Alas! Master Zhu, your jade was burned to the end and only saved one man. Is it worth it? This person has a strange temperament and is difficult to describe it with common sense. He is lustful, not stupid, affectionate and ruthless. It is really unpredictable. Can you tell Yu'er what I should do?"

He was thinking nonsense, but his footsteps did not relax. He only followed for a moment, hesitated a little, took Ling Feng's right arm, and his eyebrows flew, which was not annoying at all.

Ling Feng was slightly stunned and did not object.

As a time traveler, he knows the root of the story. He knows everything about her temperament, and the kindness in his heart is inevitable. He has made up his mind for a long time. Even for the sake of Zhu Yuyan, he will do his best to help her and love her.

The only thing that puzzled and embarrassed him was his body that suddenly became **, perhaps the soul, and the close contact with the wan. For him, it was not Yanfu, but suffering. Fortunately, after walking for a while, I got used to it more or less, so as not to be embarrassed.

From the cabin to the deck, there was a sound of greetings along the way. Ling Feng casually said a few greetings, and several men were sobbing. They were all excited, which made him sigh for a long time. I am also an identity now.

There was also a lot of resentment against him. Today, dozens of lives left behind on a ship turned into ashes. Of course, he has a lot of responsibilities. Ling Feng thought of it afterwards and blamed himself for being cold-blooded, but he was shocked to find that he didn't have much real guilt, and he couldn't say what it was like in his heart.

Not far from the dock is the city gate. At this time, it was almost late at night, and it was obviously closed. The tower was well guarded, and the patrols were endless, and there was a tense atmosphere that a big war was approaching.

Ling Feng was amused. He knew that it was Li Yuan who ordered various places to defend in order to prevent being attacked, but Weinan City was a little trouble. People with the eyesight could see that he was flattering Li Valve. It was impossible for the enemy to come so soon, but it was just a waste of human and material resources.

These ordinary troops naturally couldn't stop the two of them. They climbed over the wall and walked on the quiet long street. Except for the breeze in their ears, only the faint sound of horseshoes and scolding can show that this is not a dead city.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the ice takes turns to shine, soaking the earth in a soft moonlight. Huifeng blew, bringing a trace of refreshing spleen and coolness. There is no fiery power during the day. It is peaceful and soft. It is as intoxicating as the lover's eyes. I can't help opening my arms and hugging the invisible evening breeze.

The layout of the city is not as regular as that of later generations, but there is no shortage of trees, flowers and plants. Songtao bursts, and the fragrance of flowers could be smelled. Both of them just quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery and did not want to speak, so as not to destroy the tranquility.

For a long time, Wan Wan's beautiful eyes showed a strange light of wisdom. First of all, she broke the silence and said gently, "The current situation of Mr. Li is by no means optimistic. In order to enter Guanzhong, they have used almost all their strength. At this moment, they have to think about the enemy on three sides, even if Zhuge Wuhou is born again. Li Valve is too impulsive!"

Ling Feng nodded and said that Li Valve was really smart to prevent him from getting out of Yang Gong's treasure house. The divine soldiers fell from the sky, and a series of planning actions scared him enough, but in the long run, it was not cost-effective. Whether it was public opinion or the troops were not well prepared, it was his own fault to fall into today's unfavorable situation.

Wan's beautiful eyes cast deep into the dark shadow and said softly, "Are you going to let Li Valve go easily like this?"

This sentence is headless, but Ling Feng knows that she is talking about Zhu Yuyan's deep hatred. Li Xuanba's first evil is killed, and the revenge is half of the revenge, but how can he give up? He said coldly, "Li Yuan must die."

A sweet and charming smile came from the corners of her lips and said, "Are you willing to make your third lady sad?"

Ling Feng's face was so hot that he couldn't speak for a moment. But his decision will never be changed. Not only Li Yuan, but also Li Shimin is his must-killer. As for their way of death, it is worth debatable.

"But when you see the new man laughing, you can't hear the old man cry. The men in the world are so heartless. Shi Zhixuan is like this, and so are you. You'll understand." Wan Wan looked indifferent, as if she were stating an axiom, and her eyes were clear and clear in her eyes that had been rainy and foggy all year round.

Ling Feng knew her deep feelings for Zhu Yuyan's apprentice and daughter. She suddenly stopped. Don't turn around and hold her softness. She wanted to tell her the news that Zhu Yuyan was not dead. When the words came to her mouth, she didn't know where to start and how to start. Does it mean that your master returned to the ancient Honghuang and became the ancestor of mankind? What about the evidence?

In fact, Zhu Yuyan is equal to Nuwa, which is only his guess, which needs to be confirmed by him. There are many similar appearances in the world. When the blood of the upper and lower generations are similar, the appearance is very easy to inherit, not to mention the long history of the flood and famine for millions of years.

Wan's surprised look flashed. Seeing that he wanted to stop talking, she really wanted to tear his mouth, break his heart, and see what he wanted to say but couldn't say. He felt that his sad expression was not fake, and an inexplicable sadness surged up uncontrollably, struggling to break his palm and ran away.

Ling Feng stood in place for a long time, summarizing and reflecting that he is still bounded by human emotions. If you think better, you should be glad. After all, you have not become a monster without feelings. If you think badly, it will become a demon in the future, which will be useless for the road to seek Taoism. . This situation can only be eliminated after seeing Zhu Yuyan with her own eyes.

To figure this out, I hurried to find the wan wan.

She didn't go far. She squatted in a corner of the alley, buried her pretty face, pear blossoms and rain, and her fragrant shoulders couldn't help shrugging. She cried darkly and looked sad.

Ling Feng never dreamed that the witch would become like this. He stayed on the spot for a long time before he gently called out, "Wan'er!"

At this time, the statue began to notice that he had come to him. With a sad cry, she rushed into his arms and cried, "My master is dead!"

Ling Feng knew that since she went to Zhu Yuyanxi last night, she had been restraining her feelings. It was not until this time that she completely broke out. At that time, Wen Xiang Ruanyu was full of arms, and her skirt was wet with her hot tears.

This time, the contact between the two was more intimate. The hot and sexy body of the two was almost completely close to his body, and the towering on his chest squeezed him, but Ling Feng surprisingly did not have any desire, which also saved him a lot of worries, otherwise it would be too beastly.

Wan Wan put her hands around his tiger's waist, her delicate body trembled, and completely lost her usual calm self-control. Compared with the earlier premise and the indifference of Zhu Yuyan's death and the pretentious sadness are completely different.

Ling Feng felt that her sadness and pain were sincere and sighed, "People can't come back to life after death. The dead are over. The living must be strong, and we must look forward. Wei'er, take it open.

Wan Yu buried her pretty face in his chest, hugged him desperately, and said sadly, "Master Zhu is the only relative of Yu'er. Only she really cherishes me, cultivates me and loves me. Now she has gone and left me alone in this cold and indifferent world." Crying again.

Ling Feng's chest and clothes were soaked, and he wanted to be a man and said, "No, you are not alone. You still have me." But when he thought about it with his toes, he knew that it was a twitch. He had only seen twice with Yuyao, and the only bond of his relationship was Zhu Yuyan. The current abnormal behavior of Yuyan was just to lean on his shoulder, hoping that someone would listen to her.

So he was speechless. He could only stroke her back, and his eyes inadvertently fell on her naked feet. It was no longer white and crystal clear, stained with layers of dust, and he was also punctured by a few mouths by road stones, and blood stains, which made his heart twitch and surged up.

No matter how the magic door conducts abnormal and dehumanizing training, turning the doorman into a cruel and ruthless person, but people are always human, and there will still be people's seven emotions and six desires. Zhu Yuyan is like this, and so is Ouwan. It depends on whether you can touch this side of their human nature.

Wan Wan sobbed a little and said in a hoarse voice, "I never knew that Zhu Shi had such an important position in my heart. She is actually a very poor woman. Shi Zhixuan made her miserable, deceived her virginity, and pissed off her master. I thought this was the most unfortunate thing in her life. Unexpectedly, when she met you, she even lost her life and died.

Ling Feng knew that she said that the four words "form and god are all destroyed" were purely subconsciously said. There was no special purpose, but he still couldn't help hugging her tightly and came to her ears and said, "Yuyan is still alive!"

wan wanwan Huo Ran was shocked and looked up in disbelief and said, "What are you talking about?" The long nails almost pinched into the flesh of his waist.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and said, "Wan'er, can you believe me?"

After all, she stopped crying, left his arms, wiped away the tears, and said, "I'll listen." She vaguely knew that she would come into contact with an earth-shaking secret.

Ling Feng organized the language, followed Confucius to delete "Spring and Autumn", and briefly talked about his consciousness space and the news he found in Xihe. As for his ambiguity with Shafang and Xihe, he naturally did not mention it.

Finally, he stared at the silent wan wan and said, "Do you believe it?"

Wan Yi smiled, as bright and touching as a rainbow after the spring rain. She blinked and said, "Dumb!" Floating out of the alley.

Ling Feng was really stunned.