The Rise of Phoenixes

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she knows.

Ning Yi is seven years older than her.

Ning Yi before the age of seven, the name of the child prodigy shocked the world.

Ning Yi, who was seven years old, died of a serious illness and died. Afterwards she lost all her glory.

After thirteen years of snow in Changxi, when she buried her mother and brother and found some of the mother's wills buried in the ground of the small courtyard, she recalled the scar that she saw in the abandoned palace and knew everything. .

He is her enemy, from the beginning.

There will be no two lives of mother and brother, but also an old father and her old debt.

Such an old thing and such a situation, when I think of it, I feel awe-inspiring.

However, that piece of heart became cold and hard throughout the day, and wanted to cut the diamond glass stone, and finally baked it slowly over time, and gave birth to a rift that only I knew.

There are some things that I want to do and can do far apart.

Lifetime decision, embarrassed for one thing only, painful.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The man on the lap was so cold that Feng Zhiwei didn't know how the injury caused the cold and old injury, but from his previous tone, it was probably the hands and feet of the brothers, and Xin Ziyan, He saved him at his most difficult time.

At this moment, his cold and old injuries were caused to recur. When the weather turned cold and the snow fell suddenly, he did not need to kill him by himself. Just throw him on the carriage, open the window, and drive the car to a place that is not easy to find. , He would not be able to survive.

Feng Zhiwei thought for a long time, and his fingers flicked gently across his face to remove the snowflakes.

Then she stood up, put Ning Yi on the carriage gently, and got off herself.

In the snow, she watched all the journeys, tightened the big white clot, and left.

The wind and snow covered her in a blink of an eye, while the carriage was silent in the snow.

After a long while, a vague figure gradually appeared in the heavy snow, approaching the carriage, Xiao Bai raised his head to look, and hissed cheerfully.

The incoming person's fingers were on his lips, and he shushed, and Xiaobai immediately shrunk his head and shut up.

The silver fox on the big white cloak swept the man's cheeks, his yellow face dropped his eyebrows, a look of sorrow, there were a few bruises on his face, only a pair of autumn misty eyes, revealing soft firmness.

He Ran is still Feng Zhiwei.

She climbed into the carriage and Ning Yi was still awake. Feng Zhiwei took out a few purple-red plant rhizomes from her arms.

Her body is hot, and the cold medicine besides Jin Chuang Yao cannot be used for Ning Yi. She has to go up the mountain to pick up the available drugs. The medicine, sexual temperature, has a great benefit to cold syndrome. She turned around in the mountain for a while before finding some in the cracks of the cliff.

Feng Zhiwei looked down at his boots, which were covered with snow mud, and the leather boots with good texture cracked the mouth and were covered with a long trace of mud. - When I went down the cliff to pick up the medicine, the snow sky was slippery, no Climbing around for help, the bottom of the leather boots was covered with ice and snow again, and his feet slipped and almost fell to the cliff.

Fortunately, her reaction mechanism changed, she saw a protruding mountain stone after she fell, and quickly reached out to grab it, which saved a scourge. At that time, the situation was dangerous, and even now she thinks that she feels a little afraid.

With a simple bandage of her palm, she had difficulty in holding the medicine. Ning Yi was in a coma, unable to swallow, and couldn't just put it in the mouth. It might have killed him.

After hesitating, Feng Zhiwei's face flushed faintly, and then chewed the rhizome in his mouth helplessly, leaned down, pryed open his teeth gently, fed the juice into his mouth, and slapped it on his chest again. .

Ning Yi made a slight check between his throats. With a swallowing reaction, he seemed to regain a little consciousness after swallowing the medicine. His subconscious lips merged together, and he was getting greasy with Feng Zhiwei's lips.

Feng Zhiwei thought that he was awake and quickly got up and wiped his lips with his lips. They both trembled. Feng Zhiwei's face flushed slightly, and then his face turned pale again.

Ning Yi, who was asleep, moved, and Feng Zhiwei felt a pain in her palm. The bandaged palm was not held in his hand.

Feng Zhi frowned slightly, trying to break free of his own hands, but Ning Yi didn't wake up, but subconsciously grabbed her, Feng Zhi lifted her feet, and suddenly wanted to kick out. She fell in the air and finally stopped. After a while, he slowly put it down, sighed, and squatted down, turning his arm, and moved Ning Yi to his back.

The carriage had just cracked, and the wind was blowing on all sides. She also suffered here when she stayed here. She just saw a cave where a hunter had lived not far away on the way to find the medicine. It is better to take him there to avoid the wind.

She overlaid Daclo on Ning Yi, carrying him all the way up the mountain, and the wind and snow looked like a huge snow mass moving in the distance.

After trekking halfway up the mountain, the cave was high. It seemed that people often lived on it. The ground was covered with hay, there were animal skins on the walls, and even half a jug of wine.

Feng Zhiwei placed Ning Yi on the grass floor and set fire to cover Ning Yi. Ning Yi always held her hand tightly. She did not hesitate to break his hand.

The fire reflected Ning Yi's face, and he looked better.

Feng Zhiwei took off the wine on the wall and smelled it. The wine of the mountain hunter was naturally poor, but she was fierce. She worked hard in the middle of the night, smelling the wine and couldn't help the worms moving, but turned back to look at Ning Yi and held back.

Then she took the wine back to the grass shop, covered Ning Yi with big cloak and animal skin, and knelt in front of the shop half-kneeled, reaching into the big cloak.

Cloaks, robes, trousers... were thrown out by her.

As if it were still the Yilan Palace in the heavy rain that year, she also stripped people's clothes before being scrapped in front of the brazier of the Abandoned Palace, but this time it was more neat than that time, and it was good to have experience.

Determined that the clothes were almost ready, she grabbed the hip flask, removed the bandaged cloth, poured the spirits into the palm of her hand, the spirits stimulated the wound, and she gasped in pain.

Open the palm with the wound and the wine, and dive into the big cloak again.

When the palm touched the smooth and elastic skin under the big clot, her face was red and irresistible, and he was a little hesitant for a moment, but the abnormal temperature on her body made her quickly clear her mind, palm flat, gently Rub it down.