phoenix maiden

Chapter 690
After eating half a box of purple bamboo shoot marrow, Feng Jiushang no longer felt hungry, and his mind started to turn.

Oh, I miss Aqiao a little, miss the delicacies he cooks, miss his black-bellied and affectionate...

I hope he wakes up safe and sound, so that he can continue to enjoy the delicious food he made.

A strange idea suddenly popped up in Feng Jiushang's mind, oh, after Aqiao wakes up, will he lose his memory and forget Miss Feng all of a sudden?

Alas, the future is unknown, but now, it is hazy and unclear, and there is no choice but to be strong!

Well, it's good to act with a conscience...

Just thinking like this, Feng Jiushang received a spiritual message from Jiuyin Huanghuo.

"Master, the ice around the ice coffin has completely melted. If you add some soul power, I can escape into the ice coffin."

Feng Jiushang was both happy and worried when she heard that the ice had melted, of course she was happy, but she was also a little worried, fearing that after Jiuyin Huanghuo escaped into the ice coffin, she would find that Yaoqiao had lost her breath and died!

No, although Yaoqiao is suffering from the disease of ice, but where is the cultivation base of the great god level, how can she die so easily? She really is a fan of the authorities. Miss Feng, why am I so nervous? Yaoqiao is not mine .

Feng Jiushang smiled faintly, and fell into deep meditation again...

Two hours passed, and Nine Yin Huanghuo's divine sense message came up, "Master, he's not well, he's in a frozen state...I can only melt the coldness in his body slowly, master, try your best Stay in the artifact, that way, the supply of soul power will not be cut off."

Yaoqiao should know that his physical condition is not very good...he should retreat in advance, oh, even the great master sometimes gets confused!
Next, Feng Jiushang took out a sleeping mat, spread it on the edge of the artifact, yawned lazily, and fell asleep soundly.

Miss Feng was dreaming, dreaming about Emperor Huayang...

Di Huayang, with his back and hands behind his back, stood still on a precipitous cliff.

Her long hair flutters, and she wears a light gold dragon-patterned gown that ripples and undulates. She is spotless and unparalleled in Tsinghua University.

"Ayang, are you waiting for me here?"

Filled with sweetness and tenderness, Miss Feng asked in a delicate voice, and then she opened her arms and hugged Di Huayang's thin waist.

A cold hum that was almost inaudible entered Miss Feng's ears, ah, Ah Yang is upset, he doesn't want to see me...

Still tightly hugging Di Huayang in her arms, Miss Feng leaned her head against Di Huayang's back, and said softly, "Ah Yang, I miss you, I really miss you..."

In the next moment, Di Huayang disappeared, and the surrounding area was filled with mist and mist.

Miss Feng still kept her hugging posture, she stood stiff for a long time, then dropped her arms weakly, looked around, and shouted, "Ah Yang..."

Ayang left without saying goodbye, he was angry... Miss Feng lowered her head, her eyes became sour uncontrollably, and an erratic and cold low smile fell into her ears.

An extremely slender palm grabbed Miss Feng's chin, lifted it up vigorously, and brushed her cold fingers over her crimson lips, "Too young, with average appearance, too thin, like a small green vegetable." ..."

"Ayang, I haven't grown up yet... After entering the spirit pill realm, I will be more beautiful. Oh, I am indeed a little thin, but you are also very thin!"

There was a sharp pain in the jaw, and the big palm was withdrawn immediately, Di Huayang snorted coldly, "The chest is too small..."

Surrounded by a sea of ​​fog, Miss Feng looked into the depths of the sea of ​​fog, and there was a vaguely familiar figure there...

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(End of this chapter)