Chapter 293 Hold Your Hand 4
Before Han Qingyun could utter a word, Xue Qing hit him hard on the face with a fist, and shouted: "You're so big tonight, I told you you're not free!"

"What I want to ask is, do you need me to take care of Yue Bing tonight!" Han Qingyun covered her swollen face and yelled aggrievedly.

It's late autumn, although there is no heavy snow like goose feathers in Snow City, there is also a little snow and rain.

The sun is warm and the autumn water is pleasant.Fengxuan returned to Xuecheng again, this place has a particularly profound meaning to her.Dongyang Fengxuan traveled to another world. He was in this Syracuse at first. He was the fifth young master of the Dongyang family in Syracuse.

A ray of sunshine, a breeze, a leaf, the scenery of Syracuse is always quiet and quiet.

Pieces of fallen leaves fell in the howling wind, like yellow discs flying all over the sky, and only scattered leaves hung on the branches.Under the rendering of late autumn, there is an inexplicable vigor.

She was dressed in a white dress, with slender and soft eyebrows, her eyes were full of autumn water, she was as elegant as a fairy, and she had a majestic demeanor as she stood in an empty competition arena.

It was also in this place, in the martial arts arena, that she confronted the masters of the Nangong family, and met the man of her destiny——Jun Yutian.

A kind of beauty, even the countless vicissitudes in the world cannot be erased.

She is the brightest and clearest color.

Bits of snow and rain fell, Fengxuan stood there, motionless, as if unaware that it was raining, and let the light rain and snow fall on her long hair and white dress.

She looked into the distance. In this familiar place, she recalled too much of the past, and her heart gradually calmed down, as if she could feel his breath...

Seeing Xue Qilin roar, the long line stopped.A person came out of the Qilin incense car. It was an elegant man in a white robe. The hem of the plain white robe was embroidered with golden flowing patterns. It was a combination of simple elegance and gorgeousness.

Feng Xuan frowned slightly, watching the man approach from far to near, and walked over with strides, the light green and almost transparent palace feathers fluttered with the wind around his waist, making him even more elegant and dusty, falling on his shoulders and head A few snowflakes fall.The gorgeous white tassel on the saber hangs down to the ground, and it seems to make small waves in the air.

A bundle of long black hair was lightly tied with a piece of white silk, which fell down like a waterfall, and the long hair was flowing.

It's so out of this world, it's so breathtaking, it's so shocking...

His face was handsome and sunny, with impeccable facial features and contours.

Time froze, as if returning to six years ago, it was in this place that she met him for the first time.

His vision slowly blurred, Feng Xuan brushed his fingers over the corners of his eyes, and there were tears.

In the hallucination, he in white was slowly walking towards her with a soft smile on his face. As he got closer, the contours of his face became clearer and clearer, and his eyes showed deep affection without concealment.

"Fengxuan." He whispered.

Her body shook violently, and she looked at him in astonishment. This... was not a hallucination, or after the hallucination, the real him had quietly appeared in front of him.

"Jun Yutian?" Feng Xuan frowned slightly, but still couldn't tell whether it was real or just a phantom.

White dress and long skirt, snow-like skin, domineering and feminine, standing in the wind, the clothes fluttering slowly.Even she didn't know how peerless and breathtaking this woman's attire was.

(End of this chapter)

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