Chapter 31: Shili Jinpu Yunhua Gai

At the beginning of April 27 in Jingyan, Qingwang Fengxiyun set off from the Qingzhou king capital to Yongzhou.
On April 6, the Qing King arrived in Liangcheng, a border town in Qingzhou.
On April 7, the Qing King arrived at the border city of Yongzhou, and the Yong Wang sent Xuan Anjun to personally greet Wang Jia.
On April 12, Feng Xiyun and his party reached ten miles from the capital of Yongzhou.
"What smell is this?"
"Yes, what is so fragrant?"
"Is the fragrance of orchids?"
"Yongzhou is known as the Land of Lan, and it really seems to be well-deserved."
"No, the wind is full of orchids."
...
In the long convoy, the women's crisp whisper sounded, and those were the court ladies who accompanied the young king this time, all young and lively.
In the Qingwang Yulu, when the window door was opened for a long time, a scent of fragrance would enter with the morning breeze, and the heart was refreshed. "This orchid is clear and far away, it is really rare."
Feng Xiyun glanced out of the window, the field outside the window, the green grass was endless, the spring breeze was blowing, and it was as soft as a green woolen blanket in the sun, which made people want to reach out and touch, "Our ancestor of the wind's ancestor style is the only shadow' Su', but people in the world do not call her Su Wang, they all like to call her the King of Phoenix. The posthumous title of the first generation of Yongzhou Fengji in Yongzhou is'Zhao', but the people gave him another title of'Zhaoming Lanwang'. "She held out her hand as she said, and inherited the pale golden sunrise that shone through the window," Rong Yigong said beautifully, and she laid her eyes on Sifang. She was rumored to have black hair and beautiful hair, and she was unusually beautiful. The title of "beautiful man", the woman is obsessed with seeing. Afterwards, Wang Guofang has the best performance and is loved by the people. So the word Zhaoming is well deserved. As for the blue word-it is because he loves orchids, Yongzhou people love the house and Wu, Ordinary nations grow orchids. For a long time, the orchids of Yongzhou are known as the "land of orchids."
"No wonder this orchid has such a peculiar fragrance." Jiu Wei sighed, "Yongzhou orchids are the best in the world, and the orchid in the capital of the king will be Jiayongzhou. This time we have to appreciate it."
Feng Xiyun was sitting upright, Yu Yun was still moving forward, but the elegant orchid was getting closer and closer, more and more clear, like the taste of the man, he could not help murmuring: I wonder if this orchid is black or white?"
"I heard that Yongzhou Lanxi Gongzi was born in Pulan, and since his birth, the orchids in the Lanzhou Palace of Yongzhou have no seasons and the flowers are undefeated." Jiu Wei suddenly said, his face floating shallowly. There is no meaningful smile, "The wilderness, the orchid is not seen but the fragrance is smelled, this country of orchids is really well-deserved."
"That's why there is such a legend in Yongzhou. The son of Lanxi is the reincarnation of King Zhaolan, who was given to Yongzhou by God!" Feng Xiyun laughed faintly, but there was no smile in his eyes, only irony, "This kind of legend …" He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he only uttered an irrelevant sentence, "It's really good."
Jiu Wei heard the words and clapped Feng Xiyun's hand and said nothing more.
At this moment, Yu Yun suddenly stopped, and the voice of the inner attendant rang out from the door: "Master Qiqi, Yongzhou welcomes the envoy of the Lord."
"I'm here so soon?" Feng Xiyun stunned, and then stood up, just moved, but stopped, staring at the direction of Yulong's doorway, and sighed silently after a while, "It's really here."
The door was gently pulled open from the outside, and then the four court ladies walked in with the delicate orchid in their arms and bowed in unison: "Congratulations to the Lord!"
The two maidens lifted the bead curtain, and the two maidens supported Feng Xiyun, slowly walked out of the jade yoke, stepped out of the door, and the cold orchid rushed to the face, and the moment he lifted his eyes, the whole body was shocked!
In front of Yuling is the avenue leading to the royal capital of Yongzhou. Both sides of the road are filled with pots of white orchids, and the middle of the road is covered with a bright carpet like the morning glow. The carpet is covered with snow-white orchids. At a glance, it seems to be snow-flooded red plums, but also like red plums wrapped in snow, both clear and gorgeous, beautiful and elegant. Looking up again, the orchids and Jin Dao looked like a long river and could not reach the end. Chaoyang plated this flower river with a thin golden light. In the brilliant light, people almost thought that they were in the flowers leading to Yaotai. On the trail.
"What a special welcome ceremony!" Jiu Wei's voice flew into the sky.
At that moment, Feng Xiyun was shocked when he couldn't distinguish his heart. Is it suspicious? Is hi? Still sad?
"Xi'er, you may start another journey." Jiu Wei looked at the dreamy Huahe Jindao, and couldn't help feeling it. "This can't be done without care."
Feng Xiyun looked back for a long time, and smiled slightly, the smile was like the fragrant orchid in the wind, but there was a trace of heavyness in the depths of her eyes, which made her expression add a touch of frustration.
"Congratulations to the Green King!"
In front of Yu Ling, there was a heavy and kneeling person, a clear voice suddenly sounded, so loud that it seemed to be able to fly away the unrealistically beautiful Huahe Jindao.
Feng Xiyun turned around and faced the crowd in front of Yu Ling.
"Congratulations to Qingwang Yujia!" A young man in a silver brocade knelt before everyone.
Feng Xiyun stepped up, supported the maiden next to him, stepped down the jade dragon step by step, set foot on the rosy carpet, the snow white orchid in front of her feet, the eyes of the crowd were black, the fragrance was like smoke and mist Haunting, is this his sincerity?
"Fat body!" The clear voice and the wind sent far away.
The silver man and everyone got up.
Feng Xiyun's gaze swept, his gaze paused, and the silver-clad man turned out to be an acquaintance.
"Please Qing Qing on the sedan chair!" Yin Yi man led the way sideways.
Feng Xiyun smiled slightly, "Thank you General Chuanyun."
Silver Man-Ren Chuanyun suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright, "Qing Wang remembers Chuanyun?"
"Of course." Feng Xiyun nodded and stepped up to the prepared sedan chair, his heart sighed again.
The sedan has red coral as the pillar, blue crystal as the window, and jade as the top, but half of it is black jade, half of it is snow jade, each has a half-moon shape, and the junction is a full moon, and the top of the jade is covered with ink. Orchid, Xuelan, black and white, if the black jade butterfly fell to the ground in the snow, when the wind passed, it still fanned its fragrant wings, and the gauze like a haze drooped from the four walls, vaguely showing the jade chair in the sedan like a winged phoenix.
Seeing the wind, Xiyun stood still, her eyes falling on the sedan chair, and she seemed to have crossed the sedan chair. The expression on her face could not tell whether she was happy or calm. After a long time, she saw her slightly open her lips, and seemed to want to say something. Finally, it closed silently, but at that moment, Ren Chuanyun seemed to hear a deep, long sigh from the bottom of her heart.
"Duanyun once said that when the Green King was approaching Yongzhou, my son would welcome him with a ten-mile brocade!" Ren Chuanyun suddenly said in a voice that only two people could hear that they were in the early meeting of Beizhou. Words, looked at Feng Xiyun's eyes without blinking, seemingly wanting to peek through it, and after a while, but nothing, couldn't help but slightly disappointed.
Feng Xiyun's face slowly burst into a light and elegant smile, and his eyes fell to the long Huahe Jin, saying: "Shili Jinpu, Shili Huahe... Your son is so kind." Voice It's gentle, but its meaning is unpredictable.
She walked towards the jade sedan chair, and the maiden had already picked up the silk mandala. She sat in the sedan chair, her hands fell, her palms spread out with her wing wings, her eyes drooped slightly, and she heard only a sound outside the sedan chair, "Qingwang is driving! "
The jade sedan lifted steadily, and hurried away towards the king capital. Along the way, the Yongzhou people greeted each other on the way. The heart-melting orchid is cold and hot in the palm of your hand.
It seemed as if I had lived a lifetime, and it seemed to be just in the blink of an eye, a strange feeling in her heart, she opened her eyes, clearly visible through the thin gauze, there was a person standing under the tall gate in front, high crowned Chinese suit, long body Yuli, the wind is quiet, so noble and... distant!
The jade sedan stopped, Feng Xiyun raised her hand, her palms were slightly wet, she took a deep breath, then spit out slightly, clenched her fist slightly, then let go, calmed her mind, stepped up and walked out, the gauze fluttered down behind her. There was a cool breeze and the back was slightly cold.
"Chen waits to welcome the Green King!"
The black crushed knees fell, and in the mountain-like tsunami-like congratulations, only the ink shadow was still standing, and the silver-embroidered Chinese costume on the bottom of the ink lined him with more grace... and unfathomable!
They moved and walked, not a short distance, but they felt that they could not get closer in their lives.
Then they looked at each other, smiled and greeted each other, extended their hands to each other, and shook hands, at that moment, they suddenly smiled, it turned out that his (her) palm was hot and slightly wet, it turned out that he (she) also I am generally nervous.
The moment they touched their fingers, the cheers shook Jiuxiao, "Good marriage is a godsend! Bess join hands! Tens of thousands of years of synchronization!"
The music also sounded at the moment of cheering and falling. Such auspicious and auspicious song is "Luan Feng He Ming".
They walked hand in hand, walked through the flower river brocade filled with various orchids and fragrance, walked through the subjects who knelt and cheered... Each other's hands were always holding, their palms were always warm, and occasionally the prime minister looked at each other, Occasionally eyes meet, and occasionally a smile smiles... It seems that you can go on like this forever, just...the road has a starting point and an ending point.
"This is the typhoon."
As the feet stopped, Feng Lanxi's soft voice sounded in his ears.
Feng Xiyun looked at him sideways and saw a familiar Yongya smiling face, but his eyes were still dark as night.
Breeze? She smiled faintly and sighed unconsciously again. Today seems to be the most sighing day in her life. She looked up at the Xifengtai Obviously, it was newly built and only built for her arrival.
The Xifengtai is round and divided into three layers, each of which is about two feet high, like a trapezoid. The first floor is the widest and can accommodate about hundreds of people. The second floor is slightly smaller and can accommodate hundreds of people. The uppermost floor is about four feet square. There is a jade chair carved with dragons and phoenixes on it. Set one case at a time.
The entire typhoon is made of white marble, white and crystal, but at this time the red silk ribbon is wrapped, and the scarlet carpet is spread all the way, it looks very bright and joyful, under the sun, the glazed blue tiles on the top of the building shine with light On the plaque, the three crimson scripts of "Xifengtai" were bright and eye-catching.
"The Lord is here!" Nei Shi's sharp voice came from afar, and then all the subjects in front of the Xifengtai bowed to the ground.
Feng Xiyun turned around and looked far away, only to see the ceremonial ceremonial clouds coming from above.
What kind of person is this King Yong who has ruled Yongzhou for nearly 40 years? According to the national ceremony, she is the king of a state and equal to him. He should have been greeted in front of the city gate, but Yu Jiali, she is about to become his daughter-in-law, and he is not rude at this time.
"You always call me a fox, but you must have never seen a real fox?" Feng Lanxi's subtle voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Feng Xiyun stunned, glanced at Feng Lanxi quickly, but saw him looking straight ahead with a serious expression on his face.
After a while, King Yong of King Yong was approaching, and stopped at a distance of one foot, but instead of asking the ceremony first, he looked around, and seemed to be thinking about his daughter-in-law, who is the queen of Qingzhou.
Feng Xiyun stood quietly, letting Emperor Yong look at him calmly, and also looked at her future father-in-law.
At first glance, I realized that he was tall, thin, and old. The complicated and luxurious royal robe was worn on him, and he became more and more thin, thin face, and wrinkled layers, like the decayed residual chrysanthemum, with only a pair of eyes, although Has been sunken, but the pupils are still bright.
Just looking at the appearance of Yong Wang, Feng Xiyun can conclude that he and Feng Lanxi are indeed father-in-law. From his correct facial features, he can clearly distinguish his former handsome appearance, dark black pupils, elegant manners, and people around him. Much like, the light of the computer that occasionally flashed deep in the eyes was exactly the same.
One step behind King Yong, stood a middle-aged beautiful woman. Although she was no longer young, she still had seven points of luxury, three points of beauty, and her chin lifted, with a proud expression in her expression. Richter.
Behind the Yong King, the long line is the sons and princesses of Yongzhou and the wives of the royal family, with different colors and different looks, but only those eyes... At this moment, Feng Xiyun Suddenly, I realized what Feng Lanxi said on that day, "Why is the lonely Qingzhou Feng Family not the happiest royal family?"
King Yong quietly looked at his well-known future daughter-in-law. Regarding her, he heard a lot of praise or devaluation, but at this time when he saw himself, he suddenly understood why he never asks for others. For her, her son would step into the Jitian Temple, which he least willing to enter.
"The lonely old man was so old that he could not greet the guests personally, but also looked forward to the King Haihan!" King Yong finally said, his voice was old, but it was extremely clear. This kind of unique charm, at the end, was a little flirtatious, and was actually personable, and suddenly seemed to be thirty years younger.
Feng Xiyun couldn't help but smile secretly, and his son must have his father. Feng Lanxi is a person who is very particular about wind instruments. I can't think that his old father is the same. The graceful manner in front of the woman. When she was thinking this way, she already saluted at the same time, "The orphan is a junior, how can King Lao Yong greet him."
There was a smile on the face of Yong Wang who could be called a smile, but it was quickly covered in the layers of chrysanthemum patterns. "It is a blessing for Yongzhou Feng's family to become a family with the King of Qingzhou!"
"It is a great honor to be alone with Fengzhou in Yongzhou." Feng Xiyun also said politely.
"Qing Wang Tian Zi Feng Yi, and Wen Tao Wulue, make the world's men enamoured." Yong Wang's gaze paused slightly on Feng Xiyun's face, and then swept the restful Feng Lan Xi beside her, and finally fell behind him. Son, "And after today, there must be many men lost in the world."
Feng Xiyun smiled lightly, and looked at Feng Lanxi with infinite affection, and said, "The solitary talent is poor and can live with Lan Xi's son in this life.
"Oh?" Yong Wang looked at Xiyun deeply, and a smile appeared on his face after a while, seemingly ridiculed, but instantly turned to be cordial and kind, "Lonely only hope that the Green King can marry my son and wife Love, Bai Shou will not leave."
"Thank you Yongyan Jiyan." Feng Xiyun is still polite and elegant.
"Lord, the auspicious time is here." An old minister approached Yong Wang and looked at his costume. He should be Taiyin Master of Yongzhou.
"So..." Yong Wang's eyes swept across the pair of people in front of him, "Let's start the ceremony."
"Yes!" Taiyin hung down, and then walked to the Xifengtai, raised his voice, "The peace ceremony begins! Play music!"
Tai Yin's voice just fell, and the music sounded at the same moment. It was extremely gentle, extremely festive, and extremely joyful. It was the ancient music "Dragon and Phoenix".
In the sound of music, King Yong took the lead and walked towards the high breath wind station. Behind them were Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun, who were on the move, and then divided into left and right columns. On the left are Queen Baili and Xuan Anjun. , Your sons, princesses and courtiers, on the right are the Taiyin, Tailu, the four generals of Qingzhou, and the attendants of the inner court.
According to the ceremonial system, the first tier of courtiers, the second tier of royal families, and the third tier, only new couples and parents who salute can board.
Therefore, when stepping on the first floor, all the courtiers and the people in the inner palace stopped, but the Qingzhou royal family only left Feng Xiyun. Therefore, according to the agreement when raising relatives on the same day, Feng Yun Si and Jiu Wei set foot as relatives and friends of the Qing Wang The second floor, and when King Yong stepped up to the third floor, Bai Li's feet just moved, Feng Lanxi's eyes lightly glanced at her, Bai Li's complexion turned red, and his eyes were cold and poisonous. Lan Xi, and then stopped, four or five eyes behind her shot angrily at Feng Lanxi.
If Feng Lanxi disappeared, she looked sideways at Feng Xiyun and reached out to take her with her on the third platform.
In this delicate scene, Feng Xiyun closed his eyes and stepped on the high platform with Feng Lanxi quietly. The glare of the corners of his eyes glanced at the members of the Feng clan royal family, which was a little funny and pitiful. Yongzhou Fengshi Sure enough, it is much more complicated than Qingzhou Feng's!
In fact, according to the ritual system, in such a ceremony, as a queen and as the elder of the world, Bailishi can advance and retreat with Yong Wang. It's just that at this time, the highest part of the Xifengtai was only Yongwang, Fenglanxi, and Fengxiyun, while under the tower, the guards guarded it with enthusiasm.
On the third floor, the dragon and phoenix carving chair in the middle of the Yongwang's residence, Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun stand in front of the left and right cases respectively. There is a piano on the sapphire case on the right and a sapphire case on the left Thur, the two quietly looked at the instruments on the case, and they looked up at each other in unison. As long as the ensemble was ensembled, they set up the alliance of Baishou, which was done in the eyes of thousands of subjects, The marriage union that can't regret it until death!
"I always can't be assured of this Lan Xi son." Lin Ji looked up at the two of them on the high platform, and said softly in a voice that was too low.
Xu Yuan glanced back at him and warned him not to talk much.
"But... only his kind of grace and grace are worthy of the Lord." Xiu Jiurong's eyes fell on the high platform, and the grace of the two made them look up even if they were not standing high.
Jiu Wei, who was standing behind, heard this remark, and could not help glancing at Xiu Jiurong. The expression on that face was a bit dazed, a bit lonely, and some heartfelt, and that face... From the heart of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, a maroon scar divided the entire face into two. But you can’t say that this face is ugly, it’s a face that is divided into two halves, but both sides are extremely delicate and beautiful, but you can’t say that this face is beautiful, it’s a broken beauty, that kind of Broken as if cracked in your heart, from time to time hurt you.
Jiuwei involuntarily reached out and patted Xiurong's shoulder, he didn't know why he did it.
Xiu Jiurong turned to smile at him, and that smile was as innocent as a child, a little bit shy, as if embarrassed that a secret in his heart had been seen through.
"Hey, you look at the boys on the opposite side, why can't I just look good?" Cheng Zhi, the rough nerve, aimed his eyes on the boys on the opposite side. Compared with the few people on their side, they looked at the other side. The number of visitors is very spectacular, but it is innumerable.
"Although they are all humanoid, but compared to..." Lin Ji glanced and then looked up at the high platform. "It's better to be the one chosen by the Lord."
"Shut up!" Xu Yuan whispered in a low voice, and turned back to stare at each of them, so as to avoid these two people making outrageous words and losing their Qingzhou face.
Lin Ji and Cheng Zhi really closed their mouths when he was stunned. Only Xiu Jiongrong seriously looked at the guys on the other side, and then said softly, "They all look pretty, all of them look good. Outstanding."
"Bash!" Jiu Wei couldn't help but chuckled.
Xu Yuan's cold eyes glanced at Xiu Jiurong, although he didn't yell, but Xiu Jiurong also understood what he meant, and suddenly silenced. Only Jiu Wei still smiled freely, but the people across the Feng clan did not pay attention to them, only staring at the high platform, while Xun Anjun was worried, and his brows were wrinkled from time to time.
Finally, the sound of the celestial being floated on the high platform, sometimes melodious and clear, like the spring flowing among the green hills, sometimes gentle and gentle, like the gentle breeze passing by the willow branches, sometimes beautiful and bright, like the colorful dancing dance among the flowers Butterflies, sometimes quiet and cold, like the fiery red plum blossoms blooming in the snow... Suddenly the piano sounds high into the clouds, and the sound of the sound is low like the language; in turn, the sound of the piano is like a silk in the wind, and the sound of the sound is steady like a pine cliff; The sound of the music is so strong that the piano sounds are blank... The piano sounds and the sounds of the sounds are time and time together, and the time is as smooth as the rivers merge into the sea, and the time and spirit are like the clear stream and the murmur...
For a time, all the people were immersed in this beautiful and harmonious music like the sound of nature, that is, the Yong Wang on the high platform closed his eyes and listened quietly, while the two people playing, their fingers were still flying, gazing But they couldn't help but entangle, seemingly some surprises, and some joy of course.
When the sword light appeared, half of the people were still addicted to the music, and half were shocked by the coolness of the sword light!
The blade of light is like snow falling on the ground, and it is covered by the sky. It seems to cover the sky and cover the eyes of everyone. Under the blazing sun, the highest layer of the Xifengtai has been completely covered by Xuemang. , Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun.
The imperial guards who had returned to God rushed to the stage hurriedly. At this time, it was no longer possible to scrupulously respect the ceremonial system. Any one of the three people on the stage was injured, and they were not enough for nine lives! It was only when they approached the highest platform, that Xueman swept them down one by one, and some of them fell and broke their hands and feet, and some died on the spot. Fortunately, although there was no damage, they were lost. No courage, no more strength to step on the platform!
"Master!"
The four generals summoned Qi together, and then flew towards the high platform, but halfway through, several cold lights flew out of the snow mansions, wrapped around their necks and necks like silver snakes, and all four pulled their swords in front of them.
The sound of ding was crisp, it was the cries of the sword and sword fighting each other, the silver snake receded, the four sharp swords rested on the swords of the four generals, and the four men holding the sword were covered in snow from head to toe Wrapped in white clothes, the only eyes exposed outside, as cold and ruthless as ice!
"you guys……"
The four generals only spoke, and the big sword had been cut off in the sky. That was the killing of snow, which could cut off the vitality of all things in the world!
"Resolve them first!" Xu Yuan shouted.
"Yes!" the other three answered in unison.
Suddenly, the four swords swept, with the radiant glow of the sun, like four golden long rainbows running through the four snow blades, and had long since retreated to the side, looking at the melee in contemplation.
On the other side, Bai Lishi, Xuan Anjun and your sons and other guards had arrived to protect them. The courtiers and palace men on the first floor were already in a mess, fearful, screaming, and crying for help. In a state of embarrassment, the Imperial Guards rushed forward to rescue them from the stage, and many Imperial Guards still tried to rush to the third floor, but the sword on the second floor made them stop.
And on the third-level high platform, the snow is like a cover, and the high platform is tightly sealed, and the people inside can’t come out, the outside people can’t go in... Suddenly, a fengming rushed to Jiuxiao, and all the people couldn’t help looking at the platform Going, there seemed to be a white shadow flying around the stage in the snow mang, carrying the golden mang around the stage, how could the dense snow mang can't trap and cover her gorgeous light!
"broken!"
A clear voice descended from the sky, and then a white shadow rose into the sky. If Feng Chong pierced through the thick snowman, and then opened his arms like a phoenix spread his wings, his white sleeves waved down, and suddenly the wind blew. The snowman on the high platform was cleaned, revealing the Yongwang, Fenglanxi and thirteen snowmen who surrounded them on the high platform, and then the white shadow in the air was light and fell on the high platform without a trace of weight. Above, standing against the wind, Bai Ling flying, it is Feng Xiyun.
Quiet!
At this moment, the entire Xifengtai was quiet. Fengyun Si and the four snowmen stopped in unison, even though the frightened subjects under the platform did not dare to show up, looking at the high platform with their eyes wide open. Above.
On the high platform, thirteen snowmen stood and held their swords. Their eyes were fixed on Feng Xiyun and Feng Lanxi in an instant. The snow blades in their hands all touched the ground. The position of the thirteen people looked messy, but if they were in Those who walk around in the martial arts must know that the thirteen people are posing the sword array of the Xueshan faction's fate!
"Snow Mountain's Seventeen Swords, isn't it only snow in the eyes and only the sword in your heart? When did you get the red dust?" Feng Xiyun's cold voice sounded, and the pupils of the thirteen shrank.
"It's you guys?" A snow man headed seemed to disbelieve, the knife in his hand could not help but hold tighter.
Although they haven't seen the white wind and black breath, the white damask in the hands of the white girl will never admit that there is no second white damask in this world that can be so powerful and so terrible! Although this man in ink suit didn't make a shot, he looked gracefully and calmly in the face of their knife array, as if facing a trick played by a three-year-old kid. No panic, but it must be the same black breath as her! It turns out that the rumors that the white wind and the black breath are Qingzhou wind Xiyun and Yongzhou Fenglan breath are true!
"It's not easy to repair, why not go back." Feng Xiyun said lightly. She glanced at Feng Lanxi, and saw him standing in front of Yong Wang, who was sitting on the chair from the beginning to the terminal, with a calm look, and still the style of the king.
"Can snow go back to the sky after the snow falls?" The snow man headed shook his head, and at the same time the snow knife was raised, "Kill!"
In an instant, seven of the 13 snowmen attacked Fenglanxi, six attacked the wind and clouds, and the sword turned the snow into water, flowing extremely slickly and extremely smoothly to them, and the soft water was close The moment before, suddenly surging like a torrent of torrents, rolling towards them like a row of mountains and sea!
"Be careful!"
"Be careful!"
All the people under the platform were frightened and screamed in unison.
But see Feng Lanxi, Feng Xiyun Qi Qiqi retreat, just like the competition with the torrent, Ren Na torrent how quickly rushed sweeping away, they are always separated by a foot from them.
Both sides chased, and when they were about to retreat to the edge of the high platform, the torrent of chasing Feng Xiyun suddenly retreated. The four turned around hurriedly, raised their swords, and waved to the Yong King who was still sitting on the chair, and the other two Then swing the knife left and right to attack Feng Xiyun. At the same time, the torrent of chasing Feng Lanxi suddenly turned into a snow tide, rising high, the sharp blade of the snow was shining brighter than nine days at the moment, and the moment it was swayed, the sharp and cold sword gas made the wind wind. Everyone up and down is tingling!
"Master!"
"Son!"
Everyone could not help screaming.
"Give up!"
But with a clear whisper, Bai Ai in Feng Xiyun's hands swept over the sky with ten success forces, and the dings rang! The two people who hit her only felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the snow knife fell off their hands, and their energy was still there. The ground directly embedded in the white jade stone was three inches, and the two had not recovered from the pain. Seeing the wind, Xiyun stretched out, kicking with two feet, and hitting the shoulders of the two between lightnings, only to hear the cracking sound, the two snowmen fell down. At the same time, she went forward quickly, and Bai Ling flew away, chasing the four-handed snow knife waving to King Yong!
At that moment, people were like arrows, and Aya was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, Bai Aya had bypassed the snow knife, the tinkling sounded, and three snow knives had fallen to the ground. Only the foremost knife continued to wave, and it was on the high platform. As empty as the sky, the King Yong has nowhere to escape, and he has no power to escape. Seeing that the snow knife is like a snow wind, drawing towards the King Yong!
"I'm still fast!"
With only one soft drink, the snow knife that was about to pierce Yong Wang’s chest suddenly stopped. The snowman looked back. Feng Xiyun was standing a foot away, but Bai Dao was tightly tied to the knife in his hand. .
"But I'm closer than you!" Xueyiren's voice didn't fall, and suddenly his palms were shot, and he abandoned the knife and used his palm to shoot to the King Yong who was only three feet away from him. This change was very fast, just under the knife The Yong Wang, who had not escaped his life, could not dodge.
"You are too young to look at me." Feng Xiyun smiled softly and waved his hand. Bai Ling took the snow knife to the pair of flesh palms as if she were alive.
But also at this time, a cry of exclamation sounded.
"Son!"
The voice is so eager and frightened!
Feng Xiyun's hands could not help shaking, Bai Ling would slow down, and the snowman's palms would be slammed against Yong Wang's chest. At the next moment, Bai Ling flew near, like a knife cut, ah, cry, blood Splashing out, Xueyi people's blood palms fell to the ground, and at the same time, King Yong snorted with a spit of blood.
King Yong was hit and Xue Dao cut his palm. It was nothing in the blink of an eye. When the man who broke his palm collapsed to the ground, the three people behind him who lost the knife waved at the same time. Feng Xiyun had no time to take care of Yong Wang’s injury. How about, a little bit, people flying in the sky, a long roar, clear as Fengming, at that moment, the three people on the ground only felt the white light in front of their eyes dazzled, dazzled, as if a white phoenix swept their wings, but also had the time to react , Phoenix wings have crossed the neck, the pain has not yet reached, but all the feelings are far away, the soul escapes, and vaguely thinks, is this Fengfeng Xiaobai, Bai Fengxi's nine days?
When Feng Xiyun fell to the ground, Bai Ling had withdrawn from the necks of the three people. She hurriedly turned to find the figure of Feng Lanxi. At first sight, she couldn't help but sigh.
I saw that the seven-handed snow knives had turned into tens of thousands of handles, and they were covered from all directions to Feng Lanxi. The dagger became hotter and hotter and denser, bringing a harsh wind, vaguely becoming a sharp one. The vortex, where it turned, the hard white jade ground was cut into layers of debris, and the rich blue breath in the vortex?
She involuntarily walked over, knowing that his martial arts were not under him, but still could not help worrying, when she was about to take action, suddenly heard Fenglan breath a low hum, and then a fragrance of orchids drifted away Here, before everyone could figure out what was going on, tiny snow orchids suddenly appeared in the snowy vortex, one by two, three by one... more and more, spreading and spreading, in the blink of an eye, The snowy vortex was completely covered by Moran.
"Loose!"
The sound of Fenglanxi is still as elegant as music, and then suddenly all the moran gather into a huge one. When the petals of molan unfold one after another, the fragrant fragrance suddenly envelopes the entire typhoon, and at the same time The sound is constant.
When all the swords were scattered and Mo Lan disappeared, people could see clearly. On the high platform, Feng Lan stood still, and there were seven lifeless snowmen on the ground, and the snow knife was broken into countless fragments Scattered all over the place, across these people and blades, stood Qing Wang Feng Xiyun, behind her, the injured Yong Wang.
"Father, are you okay?" Feng Lanxi bypassed Feng Xiyun and went to Yong Wang, helping him to get up slowly.
"Master, be careful!" The sighed people exclaimed again.
There was a sudden glance of snow, sweeping towards the king Yong Yong and Feng Lanxi in front of the chair without any return. It was the four snowmen who had fought against the four generals. The brothers on the high platform were injured or died in the hands of these two people. It seems that everything is just in the blink of an eye, and the moment I look back, I can't save it! All the hatred and anger exploded, and even death would take the lives of these two!
"Father King!"
At that moment, all the subjects saw their worldly beloved Shizi standing in front of the Lord and waved his sleeves to shoot down the assassin’s knife, but there was still a stab at Shizi, and the Qing King seemed to be stupid. Don't move, watching the body of the snow knife that didn't enter the world!
"Son!" All people couldn't help closing their eyes.
This exclamation seemed to awaken Feng Xiyun, the moment that Bai Ling waved, the grief was coming from hell, sweeping down the sky, everyone in front of the Xifengtai could not help shaking from the bottom of his heart, it felt like the end came, then When you open your eyes, everything will cease to exist!
Everything is calm again, there is no more knife light, no more murderousness, no more screams, no more screams on the wind platform, only the warm, dazzling sunlight, and the carrying Fishy breeze.
Feng Xiyun looked down at the ground, the white jade-like ground, the red silk-like blood, intertwined into a rich painting, snow-colored clothes, interest-free people, cold blades, such as the embellishment in the picture, let the painting Show its cruelty.
All the tension and excitement faded. She looked up at the wounded but calm Fenglan Breeze, and then looked at the Yong Wang who caressed her chest, pale, and seemed to be in shock. The imperial guards swarming suddenly became sober, and all this was understood. At that moment, they were so tired.