The poisonous concubine

Chapter 330 Qian Xue and Yan Ye

Not to mention that Qin Yan and the old man had different thoughts, Feng Duwu took the golden scales and headed towards Xingyue, at the speed of a five-tailed luan bird, it took a full day to reach the Ruoshui River.

The Ruoshui River actually lives up to its name, just like the Ruoshui of Hell, the Sanqian Ruoshui has a gloomy ink color, is it bubbling one by one, it is said that the water is extremely corrosive.Even if the emperor's cultivation base is inside for more than half an hour, he will be corroded until there is not even a dross left.

Holding the golden scale in his hand, Feng Duwu spread his hand, and Jinlin flew towards the northwest direction. Feng Duwu swallowed the elixir given by Qin Yan, and entered the space.

Qianxue had a box, which was discovered by Feng Duwu when she was sorting out the things in the space, and she hadn't opened it. Later, because she found the handbook that said Qianxue put her personal belongings in it, Feng Duwu didn't move, but this For a moment, Feng Duwu had no choice but to move the box.Because the box had a seal, Feng Duwu didn't have the cultivation level to open it, so he took out a bottle of medicine from the treasure rack, opened the bottle and shook the powder out, the powder sprinkled on it, and the box first raised a light screen , to block the powder, and soon the powder corroded the light screen, exposing a little bit on the box, and the places contaminated by the powder gradually corroded.

After a hole was corroded in the box, Feng Duwu immediately poured another kind of medicinal powder, and the box stopped corroding. Feng Duwu stretched his hand down the hole and took out all the things inside.

Inside were a suit of clothes, a bundled scroll, and a small gold gourd pendant.There is a forehead wiping chain made of tear-shaped beads similar to blue crystal texture.

Feng Duwu opened the scroll, she was dressed in white clothes like snow, and her black hair was like ink. The stunning girl who was not stained with lead was vivid on the paper. The girl was lying in a sea of ​​three-color flowers, and there were soft petals scattered in the sky. The playful touch fell on her bright red lips that were as soft as those pink petals, she gently closed her eyes, sniffed a complete three-color flower with her fingertips, and the white gauze skirt spread out layer by layer, Like a most dusty flower blooming, the whole person seems to be enveloped by this layer of pure white light, making people unwilling to look away.

It's obviously a painting, but I don't know if it's because the painter's painting skills are too magical, and everything in the painting is too vivid, as if everything is real in front of his eyes.

This was the first time Feng Duwu saw Qianxue's true face. She used to pretend to be Qianxue with a light veil, because she didn't know what Qianxue looked like.

After watching for a while, Feng Duwu hung the picture scroll on the treasure rack, and then took the Huanyan Pill, but in the blink of an eye, she became the woman on the picture scroll, and then she took out the one she took out from the box The suit of clothes is obviously a thick stack, but it is as light as a cicada's wings when held in the hand. She changes layer by layer, combs her hair according to the memory of the original owner, and hangs that small golden gourd on her waist. Putting on the forehead wiping bead necklace, she walked to the edge of the spirit pool and lowered her head to reflect.Or look like a person in the painting, but it's a pity that Qianxue in the painting is forcing her eyes so that she can't see her expression clearly.

After everything was arranged, she stepped out of the space, and Jin Lin was waiting for her in front of her. Following Jin Lin, she quickly walked out of the end of Ruoshui River.It was the afternoon dusk, Feng Duwu was heading upstream from the lower reaches of Ruoshui River, standing below, she saw the man in red clothes flying in the wind sitting cross-legged, The halo of the afternoon came down and shrouded him, making the bright sun lose its color, and everything in the world seemed to be reduced to a foil at that moment, because that person was so eye-catching.

Looking at this appearance, Feng Duwu knew that he seemed to be injured, and he was using the sun's spiritual energy to heal his wounds. The only one who could hurt him was her son, but she didn't see him anywhere.She knew that Yanye must have sensed her approaching, maybe it was because she didn't have the slightest malice that he continued to absorb the sunlight spiritual energy as if he didn't realize it.

At that moment, Feng Duwu felt so calm in her heart, so calm that she seemed to be Qianxue, she couldn't help it, and walked towards Yan Ye involuntarily.The footsteps were light, and the long skirt slowly slid across the soft grass.

She stood still in front of him.

The slender figure cast a shadow, and the angle just cast her shadow on him.Perhaps because of this, even though he didn't seem to feel any danger, he opened his eyes coldly.

When those crimson ruby-like eyes met her, Feng Duwu clearly saw Yan Ye's beautiful and fascinating pupils shrink, and then emotions of scrutiny, suspicion, shock, and ecstasy flashed across his face one by one. The eyes were instantly filled with overwhelming heat.

He bounced up suddenly, pulled Feng Duwu into his arms, and locked Feng Duwu tightly with his iron arms, so hard and tight that it hurt her bones.She could clearly feel that Yan Ye was trembling, such a powerful and daunting man, at this moment, there was a deep fear in his body, and Feng Duwu's inexplicable heart throbbed with pain.

She was able to clearly realize that this was not her emotion, but the emotion of another person.Perhaps Qian Renxue's spiritual consciousness has not been dissipated yet.Forget it, since Qianxue's obsession is so deep, and she has benefited a lot from Qianxue, it doesn't matter to let her just once at this moment.

"Qianqian, tell me, this is not a dream." I don't know how long Yan Ye's beautiful voice rang in Feng Duwu's ears, and Feng Duwu could hear the trembling and joy in his voice.

Feng Duwu didn't move, her face was expressionless, her eyes unmoving, like a lifeless puppet standing there quietly, letting this mighty man hug her tightly.This is Feng Duwu's almost instinctive reaction. In fact, if there is no such inexplicable instinct, Feng Duwu would not have such a reaction.

It seemed that he felt Feng Duwu's numbness, and Yan Ye's joy had also settled a lot. He carefully pushed Feng Duwu away, and his eyes were full of endless soft waves, staring at her deeply: "Qian Qian, I'm here to look for you, let's go back and never part again, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in his tone, and a little cautiousness, which made it impossible to imagine that he was the Tianhua Emperor who had been intimidating for three days.

Feng Duwu's eyes remained motionless, looking back at him without any expression of radiance.

The gloom in her eyes reflected into the bright crimson pupils, swallowing up the brilliance in his eyes inch by inch, and he looked at her sadly: "Qianqian, are you still blaming me?"

Are you still blaming me?
This extremely nervous and gentle question made Feng Duwu's heart feel as if pierced by a sharp sword, and she turned pale from the pain.

(End of this chapter)