Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 31: Shili Jinpu Yunhua Gai

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At the beginning of April in the 27th year of Jingyan, Qing Wang Feng Xiyun set off from Qingzhou King Capital to Yongzhou.

On April 6, King Qing arrived at Liangcheng, a border town of Qingzhou.

On April 7th, King Qing arrived at Bianchengdian City in Yongzhou, and King Yong sent Xunanjun to personally greet Wangjia.

On April 12, Feng Xiyun and his party were ten miles away from the capital of Yongzhou.

"What scent is this?"

"Yes, what smells so sweet?"

"Is it the fragrance of orchids?"

"Yongzhou is known as the Land of Orchid, it seems that it really deserves its reputation."

"No, there is orchid fragrance in the wind."

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In the long motorcade, the women's clear and sweet words sounded. Those are all the maids who accompanied the Qingwang this time, all young and lively.

In the Green King Yunian, he opened the windows and doors for a long time, and a scent of fragrance came in with the morning breeze, and his mind was immediately lifted, "This orchid fragrance is clear and far away, it is really rare."

Feng Xiyun glanced at the window, the wild field outside the window was full of green grass, the spring breeze blowing, and the sun was as soft as a blanket of green wool, which made people want to reach out and touch, "Our ancestor of the Feng family is alone The name is'Su', but the world doesn't call her King Su, they all love her as the King of Phoenix. However, the first generation of Yongwang Fengji of Yongzhou's posthumous name is'Zhao', but the people gave him another title'Zhaominglan' Wang'." As she said, she stretched out her hand, accepting the light golden sunrise from the window, "Rong Yi respectfully said Zhao, and illuminates the Quartet as Ming. It is rumored that his snowy skin and ink hair is unusually handsome. The title of “The First Beautiful Man in the East”, women’s hearts are attracted by women’s views. Later, he was awarded the Kingdom Fang Fang, with the most outstanding political achievements, and was deeply loved by the people. Therefore, he deserves the word Zhaoming, and the Lanzi-because he only loves orchids, Yongzhou The people love houses and Urumqi. Orchid grows in the country. The orchids of Yongzhou are the best in the world and are called the "land of orchids"."

"No wonder this orchid fragrance is so peculiar." Jiu Wei sighed, "Yongzhou orchids are the best in the world, and the orchids in the royal capital must be Jiayongzhou. This time I will appreciate it."

Feng Xiyun is sitting upright, Yunian is still walking forward, but the elegant orchid fragrance is getting closer and closer, getting clearer, like the smell of that person, can't help but mutter Said: "Is this orchid black or white?"

"It is said that when the son of Lanxi of Yongzhou was born, Puguolan was blooming, and since his birth, orchids in Lanling Palace of Yongzhou have no seasons and the flowers bloom undefeated." Jiu Wei suddenly said, his face floating lightly. Shallow, don’t have a meaningful smile, "In the wilderness, the orchid has not been seen but the fragrance has been smelled. This country of orchids is really well-deserved."

“That’s why there is such a legend in Yongzhou that the son of Lan Xi was the reincarnation of King Lan Xi, the master bestowed on Yongzhou from heaven!” Feng Xiyun smiled faintly, but there was no smile in his eyes, only irony, “This way The legend of..." I seemed to want to say something, but in the end only spit out an irrelevant sentence, "Really good."

After hearing this, Jiuwei patted Feng Xiyun's hand and said nothing.

At this moment, Yu Nian suddenly stopped, and the voice of the servant heard outside the door: "Enlighten the Lord, Yongzhou welcomes the Lord's envoys."

"Are you here so soon?" Feng Xiyun was startled, then stood up, just moving, but stopped again, staring at the direction of Yu'an door, and sighed silently after a moment. Here."

The door was gently opened from the outside, and then the four palace ladies walked in with the quiet orchid incense, and bowed in unison: "Respectfully, please stay up and down!"

The two palace ladies rolled up the bead curtain, and the two palace ladies supported Feng Xiyun, slowly walked out of the jade, stepped out of the door, and the cold Lanxiang rushed towards his face, and the moment he lifted his eyes, his whole body was shocked!

In front of Yulan is the road leading to the capital of Yongzhou. Both sides of the road are filled with pots of white orchids. The middle of the road is covered with a bright brocade like a morning glow, and the brocade is covered with snow white. At a glance, the orchid looks like snow flooded red plums, or red plums wrapped in snow, both clear and colorful, both beautiful and elegant. Looking up again, the orchids and brocade roads are as long as a long river and can't be seen to the end. The sunrise coats the flower river with thin golden light. In the brilliant light, people almost think that they are in the flowers leading to Yaotai. On the trail.

"What a special welcome ceremony!" A long-weeping voice flew out like the sky.

At that moment, Feng Xiyun couldn't distinguish the feeling in her heart. Was it shock? Is it suspicious? Is it hi? Still sad?

"Xi'er, you may start another journey." Jiuwei looked at the dreamlike Huahejin Road and couldn't help but sigh, "This can't be done unintentionally."

Feng Xiyun glanced back at Jiu Wei, and smiled slightly, her smile suddenly like orchids in the wind, but a trace of heaviness appeared in the depths of her eyes, adding a touch of extremely helpless sadness to her expression.

"Congratulations to the King of Qing!"

The black man who knelt down in front of Jade Nian, a clear voice suddenly sounded, so loud that it seemed to be able to shake this unreally beautiful Huahe Jindao.

Feng Xiyun turned around and faced the crowd in front of Yuyan.

"Congratulations, please!" A young man in silver brocade knelt in front of the crowd.

Feng Xiyun stepped up, supporting the court lady next to her, step by step down the jade, her feet on the silk carpet, the continuous snow-white orchids in front of her feet, the black crowd with her eyes, the fragrance is like Smoke lingers like mist, is this his sincerity?

"Flat!" The clear voice and the wind sent far away.

The silver-clothed man and everyone got up.

Feng Xiyun glanced over, and his eyes paused slightly. This silver-clothed man turned out to be an acquaintance.

"Please take the Qing King to the sedan chair!" The silver-clothed man led the way sideways.

Feng Xiyun smiled slightly, "Thank you General Chuanyun."

The silver-clothed man——Ren Chuanyun suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "Qing Wang remembers to wear the cloud?"

"Of course." Feng Xiyun nodded, and walked towards the sedan chair ready for the ride, sighing again in his heart.

The sedan chair uses red coral as the pillar, blue crystal as the window, and jade as the top, but half of it is black jade and half is snow jade. Each is half-moon-shaped, and they merge into a full moon. Covered with black orchids and snow orchids, black and white, like a black jade butterfly falling on the ground in the snow, the wind is out of date, still fanning its fragrant wings, haze-like veil hanging from the four walls, vaguely visible in the sedan chair like a phoenix spreading wings Jade chair.

Seeing Feng Xiyun standing still, her eyes seemed to fall on the sedan chair, and she seemed to pass through the sedan chair. The expression on her face could not tell whether it was joy or peace. After a long time, she saw her slightly open her lips, like I wanted to say something, but finally closed silently, but at that moment, Ren Chuanyun seemed to hear a deep, long sigh from the bottom of her heart.

"Chuanyun once said that when the Qing King arrives in Yongzhou, my son will welcome him with a Shili Jinpu!" Ren Chuanyun suddenly said that the two were in Beizhou in the past with a voice that only two people could hear. At the beginning of the meeting, she looked at Feng Xiyun's eyes without blinking, as if she wanted to get a glimpse of something. After waiting for a long time, there was nothing, and she couldn't help but be slightly disappointed.

Feng Xiyun's face slowly bloomed with a light and elegant smile, her eyes fell on the long Huahejin, and said: "Shilijinpu, Shilihuahe... Your son is so polite. ." The voice was smooth and waveless, but its meaning was unpredictable.

She walked to the sedan chair, and the maid of the palace had long lifted the silk mantle. She sat in the sedan chair, her hands dropped, her palms were spreading phoenix wings, her eyes were slightly lowered, and only a voice outside the sedan chair sounded, "The King Get up!"

The jade sedan lifted up steadily, unhurriedly heading for the royal capital. Along the way, the people of Yongzhou greeted each other with mountains, walking along the Huahe Jindao, which was as bright as fire and as clean as snow, smelling it. Lan Xiang, which seemed to be refreshing, felt cold and hot in his palms.

It seemed as if a lifetime had passed, and it was just a blink of an eye. A strange feeling was in her heart. She opened her eyes, and through the thin gauze, it was clearly visible that there was a person standing under the high gate in front of her. , Long body Yuli, facing the wind quietly, so noble and... far away!

The jade sedan stopped, Feng Xiyun raised her hand, her palms were slightly wet, she took a deep breath, then spit out gently, clenched a fist, then released, calmed her mind, raised her head and stepped out, the light veil floated behind her Down, there was a cool breeze, and his back was slightly cold.

"Courtes and others welcome the Qing Wang!"

He knelt down in darkness, and in the sound of congratulations like a roar of a mountain and a tsunami, only the ink shadow was still standing still, and the silver embroidered dress made him more graceful and...unfathomable!

They moved, walked forward, not a short distance, but they felt that they would never get close for a lifetime.

Then they looked at each other and greeted each other with a small smile. They stretched out their hands and shook hands. At that moment, they suddenly smiled. It turned out that the palm of his (her) was also hot and slightly wet. ) Is as nervous as I am.

The moment they touched their fingertips, the cheers shook the sky, "A good marriage is a godsend! Hand in hand for all generations! Synchronize forever!"

The music also sounded at the moment the cheers fell, that kind of festive and auspicious, it was the song "Luan Feng He Ming".

They walked hand in hand, walked through the scented flowers and flowers, and walked by the subjects who knelt and cheered...The hands of each other have been holding each other, their palms have been warm, occasionally The Prime Minister looked at him, occasionally met with eyes, occasionally smiled at each other... It seemed that he could go on like this forever, but... the road has a beginning and end.

"This is Xifengtai."

When I stopped, I heard a soft voice of Feng Lanxi.

Feng Xiyun looked at him sideways, only to see a familiar Yong Ya smiling face, only those eyes were still as deep as night.

Breath the wind? She smiled faintly, and sighed unconsciously. Today seems to be the most sighing day in her life. She raised her head to look at the Xifengtai. Obviously, it was newly built and built for her arrival.

The Xifengtai is circular, divided into three floors, each 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 also accommodate hundreds of people. The top floor is about four feet in circumference. There is a jade chair carved with a dragon and a phoenix on it. The front of the chair is two feet. Place one case and one chair away from each other.

The entire Breeze Terrace is made of white marble, white and crystal clear, but at this time, the red silk ribbons are entwined, and the vermilion brocade carpet is spread all the way, looking very bright and happy. Under the sun, the roof is covered with green glazed tiles. Shining light, the three red official scripts on the "Xifengtai" on the plaque are brightly visible.

"Come on, Lord!" The maid's shrill voice came from afar, and all the subjects in front of the Xifengtai bowed to the ground.

Feng Xiyun turned around and looked into the distance, only to see a canopy of honor coming like a cloud.

What kind of person is this King Yong who has ruled Yongzhou for nearly 40 years? According to the national ceremony, she was the king of a state and had equal status with him. He should have been greeted at the gate of the city, but Yu Jiali, she was about to become his daughter-in-law, and his arrival at this time would not be considered impolite.

"You always call me a fox, but you must have never seen a real fox?" Feng Lanxi's faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Feng Xiyun was stunned, and quickly glanced sideways at Feng Lanxi, only to see him looking forward with a serious expression on his face.

After a while, King Yong had approached and stopped at a distance of one foot, but he did not ask for a gift first, but looked at him, as if he was weighing his daughter-in-law, the queen of Qingzhou.

Feng Xiyun stood quietly, looking calmly at King Ren Yong, as well as her future father-in-law.

At a glance, I saw that he was very tall, thin, and very old. The complex and luxurious robe on him made him look thinner and thinner, with a thin face and layers of wrinkles, like a fallen chrysanthemum. There was only one pair. Although the eyes are sunken, the pupils are still bright.

Just looking at the face of King Yong, Feng Xiyun can conclude that he and Feng Lanxi are indeed the father and son of his relatives. From his straight facial features, he can be vaguely discerned from his former handsome face, dark pupils, elegant manners, and The people around him are very alike, even the calculated light that occasionally flashes in the depths of the eyes is exactly the same.

One step behind King Yong, there is a middle-aged beautiful woman standing. Although she is no longer young, she is still seven-point luxurious and three-point glamorous. She lifts her chin and looks proud. It is him who wants to come. Following Bailishi.

Behind the king of Yong, the long line is the princes, princesses, and prominent concubines of the royal family of Yongzhou. They have different dresses and expressions, but those eyes... At this moment, Feng Xiyun suddenly truly realized what Feng Lanxi said on that day that "the lonely Qingzhou Feng clan is not the happiest royal family".

Yong Wang quietly looked at his well-known future daughter-in-law. He had heard a lot of praise or derogation about her, and when he saw him with his own eyes, he suddenly understood why he was so The son who does not ask for help will step into the Heavenly Palace where he least wants to enter for her.

"Lonely old and so old, even unable to meet the distinguished guests personally, I still hope Qing Wang Haihan!" King Yong finally said, his voice was old, but it was extremely clear, slowly speaking every word. With a peculiar charm, at the end a slight tick, it turned out to be handsome, and suddenly seemed to be thirty years younger.

Feng Xiyun couldn't help but smile secretly when he saw it. If there is a son, there must be a father. Feng Lanxi is a man who pays great attention to manners. I never thought that his old father and king are the same, no matter how old he is, he will not be in front of others. , Or in other words, loses grace in front of a woman. When she thought about this, she had already replied at the same time, "Gu is a junior, how can King Lao Yong welcome it."

An expression that could be called a laugh appeared on King Yong's face, but it was quickly hidden in the layers of chrysanthemum patterns, "It is really the blessing of Yongzhou Feng's family to be a family with the King of Qingzhou! "

"It is a great honor to be alone with the Feng family in Yongzhou." Feng Xiyun also replied politely.

"Qing Wang Tianzi and Fengyi, and his literary and martial arts, make the world's men fall in love." Yong Wang's gaze paused slightly on Feng Xiyun's face, then swept across the Feng Lan breath standing still beside her, and finally fell. To the young masters behind him, "and after today, there will be many men in the world who will be lost."

Feng Xiyun smiled lightly, glanced at Feng Lanxi lightly, looking at Feng Lanxi with infinite affection, and said: "The lonely talent is of poor quality and can be accompanied by the son of Lanxi in this life, so what can the husband do." /

"Oh?" King Yong looked at Xiyun deeply. After a long while, a smile appeared on his face, seeming to appreciate and ridicule, but in an instant it turned into kindness and kindness, "I wish Qing Wang could be with My son and wife are in love, and the white heads will not leave."

"Thank you Yongwang Jiyan." Feng Xiyun is still polite and elegant.

"Lord, the auspicious hour has arrived." An old official approached King Yong and said, looking at his clothes, it should be Lord Taiyin from Yongzhou.

"So..." King Yong's eyes swept across the pair of Biren in front of him, "Let's begin the ceremony."

"Yes!" Taiyin hung down, then walked to the Xifengtai, and said loudly, "The ceremony of peace agreement begins! Play music!"

As soon as the voice of Taiyin fell, the music sounded at the same moment, extremely soft, extremely festive, extremely joyful. It was the ancient music "Dragon and Phoenix".

In the music, King Yong leads the way towards the high Xifengtai, behind which are Fenglanxi and Fengxiyun holding hands, and then divided into left and right columns. On the left is Queen Bailishi, Xun'an Jun, the princes, princesses and courtiers, on the right are the four generals of Taiyin, Tailu, Fengyun from Qingzhou, and the servants of the palace attendants.

According to the ritual system, the first level is Rong courtiers, the second level is Rong royal family, and the third level is only for newlyweds and parents who salute.

So, when we stepped on the first floor, all the courtiers and the servants of the palace stopped, but the Qingzhou royal family only left Feng Xiyun. Therefore, according to the agreement that day when the marriage was proposed, the four generals and Jiu Wei were the Qing King’s Relatives and friends stepped on the second floor, and when King Yong stepped up to the third floor, Bai Lishi just moved, Feng Lanxi glanced at her lightly, Bai Lishi's complexion turned red, and his eyes were cold. Glancing at Feng Lanxi, then stopped, four or five eyes behind her shot at Feng Lanxi in angrily.

If Feng Lanxi doesn't see her, she turns her head to look at Feng Xiyun, and reaches out to take her on the third high platform.

In this delicate scene, Feng Xiyun was in full view, calmly stepping on the high platform with Feng Lanxi, the corner of his eye glanced at the members of the Feng family, a little funny, and a little sad. The Feng family in Yongzhou is more complicated than the Feng family in Qingzhou!

According to the ritual system, in such ceremonies, as the queen and the elder of the elder son, Bailishi can advance and retreat together with King Yong. It's just that... at the highest point of the Xifengtai at this time, there are only King Yong, Fenglanxi and Feng Xiyun, and under the tower, the Imperial Guard is strictly guarding them, and thousands of subjects are waiting for it.

On the third floor, the dragon and phoenix carved chair in the middle of King Yong, Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun stand in front of the left and right cases respectively. The sapphire case on the right has a piano on it, and the sapphire case on the left is Putting a piece of jersey, the two quietly looked at the instrument on the case, and invariably raised their heads to look at each other. As long as they played the song together, they formed a white head alliance, which was in the eyes of thousands of subjects. A completed marriage alliance that you can't regret until you die!

"I always can't rest assured of this son Lanxi." Lin Ji looked up at the two on the high platform, and said softly in a voice that couldn't be lower.

Xu Yuan looked back at him and warned him not to talk too much with his eyes.

"But...and only his kind of grace and grace is worthy of the Lord." Xiu Jiurong's gaze fell on the high platform, and the grace of the two made them look up to themselves without standing on a high place.

Jiu Wei standing behind heard this, and couldn't help but glance at Xiu Jiurong. The look on that face was a little dazed, some lonely, and some sincere joy, and that face...From the center of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, a maroon scar completely divided the whole face into two halves. But you can’t say that this face is ugly. The face that is divided into two halves is very delicate and beautiful on both sides, but you can’t say that this face is beautiful, that is a kind of broken beauty, that kind of It seems to be broken in your heart, and it hurts you from time to time.

Jiu Wei involuntarily reached out and patted Jiurong's shoulder. He himself didn't know why he did this.

Xiu Jiurong turned his head and smiled at him. The smile was as innocent as a child, a little shy, as if it was embarrassing that some secret in his heart had been seen through.

"Hey, look at the princes on the opposite side, why am I not pleasing to my eyes?" Cheng Zhi, who was stubborn, focused his eyes on the princes on the opposite side, compared to the five who are very few here. At a glance, the number of people is spectacular, but they are countless anyway.

"Although they are all human beings, but compared to..." Lin Ji glanced, then raised her head to look at the high platform, "The one chosen by the Lord is better."

"Shut up!" Xu Yuan shouted in a low voice, turning around and glaring at each of them, lest the two of them would lose their face in Qingzhou without knowing how serious they were.

Lin Ji and Cheng Zhi really closed their mouths when he was stunned. Only Xiu Jiurong took a look at the opposite guys carefully, and then said softly: "They all look pretty. All of them have outstanding appearance."

"Pump!" Jiu Wei couldn't help but chuckle.

Xu Yuan's cold eyes swept towards Xiu Jiurong. Although he didn't scold him, Xiu Jiurong understood what he meant, and he fell silent. Only Jiuwei still smiled comfortably, while the people from the Feng clan on the opposite side did not pay attention to them, and only fixed their gazes on the high platform, while Jun Xun'an was worried and frowned from time to time.

Finally, the sound of the lyre floated on the high platform, sometimes melodious and clear, like a rushing spring among the green mountains, sometimes elegant and gentle, like the breeze passing by the tips of willows, and sometimes beautiful and bright, like fluttering among a hundred flowers The dancing butterflies are sometimes quiet and cold and beautiful, like fiery red plum blossoms blooming in the snow...Suddenly the piano sounds high into the clouds, and the murmur is as low as a whisper; instead, the sound of the piano is as subtle as silk in the wind, and the murmur is as calm as a pine cliff ; For a while, the hurricane is agitated, and for a while the piano sound is empty...the piano and the siren are time-sharing and time-sharing, timely and smooth like a river into the sea, and time-sharing agile like a clear stream and gurgling in separate ways...

For a while, everyone was immersed in this beautiful and harmonious piano music, and the king Yong on the high platform also closed his eyes and listened quietly, while the two playing with their fingers still Fei Wu, her eyes entangled involuntarily, as if she was a little surprised, but also a little joyful for granted.

When the light of the sword appeared, half of the people were still addicted to the music, and half were surprised by the dazzling dazzling of the light of the sword!

The light of the knife is like snow falling on the earth, spreading over the sky, it seems to cover the sky and the sun, concealing everyone’s sight, under the blazing sun, the highest layer of the Xifengtai has been completely covered by snow, no longer invisible To Yongwang, Fenglanxi and Fengxiyun.

The imperial guards who had recovered from their spirits rushed to the stage. At this time, they could no longer care about the etiquette. Any one of the three on stage was injured, and they were all nine lives not enough! Only as soon as they approached the tallest platform, the Xuemang swept them down one by one, some fell to the ground and severed their hands and feet, some were killed on the spot. Fortunately, although they were not injured, they were lost in their souls. No courage, no strength to set foot on the stairs!

"Master!"

Four generals in the wind and clouds called together and rushed to the high platform, but halfway, a few cold lights flew out of the snow, wrapped around their necks like silver snakes, and the four generals drew their swords to block them. Before the neck.

There was a crisp ding, it was the painful cry of the sword and the sword, the silver snake retreated, and the four sharp swords were placed on the swords of the four generals. The four holding the sword were covered from head to toe. The person wrapped in white clothes like snow, the only eyes exposed are as cold and ruthless as ice!

"You..."

The four generals only spoke, and the broadsword had already been slashed in the air. It was Xue's slaughter, the unfeeling and vicious that can cut through the vitality of all things in the world!

"Resolve them first!" Xu Yuan shouted loudly.

"Yes!" the other three answered together.

In an instant, the four long swords swept away, with the brilliant heat of the scorching sun, like four golden rainbows piercing the four snow knives, but Jiu Wei had long since stepped aside, watching the melee in front of him contemplatively.

On the other side, Bailishi, Xun'an Jun, and the other princes and others have already arrived in front of the guards to protect them. The courtiers and palace people on the first floor have long been in a mess, screaming in fear, hissing The guards hurriedly stepped forward to rescue them from the stage, and many of them still tried to rush to the third high platform, but the sword spirit on the second floor stopped them. step.

On the third floor of the high platform, the snow glow is like a cover, and the high platform is sealed tightly. People inside cannot get out, people outside cannot enter... Suddenly, a phoenix blasts into the sky, everyone involuntarily Looking to the high platform, there seemed to be a white shadow faintly flying around the stage with the golden light in the snowy light. How could the thick snowy light not trap and cover her brilliant light!

"Broken!"

A scream fell from the sky, and then a white shadow soared up into the sky, piercing the dense snow like a phoenix, and then volleyed its arms like a phoenix spreading its wings, and the white sleeves were swung down, and the wind was suddenly violent. Blowing, sweeping the snowmans on the high platform clean, revealing the king Yong, Feng Lanxi and the thirteen snowmen who surrounded them on the high platform, and then the white shadows in the sky are light and light without a trace of weight. Falling on the high platform, standing in the wind, the white silk flies up, it is Feng Xiyun.

Quiet!

At this moment, the entire Breeze Terrace is quiet. The Four Generals of the Wind and Clouds and the four Snow-Clothed Men also stopped at the same time. Even the terrified subjects under the stage did not dare to come out and opened their eyes wide. Looking at the high platform.

On the high platform, thirteen snow-clothed men stood with knives, their eyes fixed on Feng Xiyun and Feng Lanxi for a moment, and the blades of the snow knives in their hands reached the ground. The positions of the thirteen men looked messy. But if you walk in the martial arts, you must know that the thirteen people put out a sword formation of the Snow Mountain School!

"Isn't the Snow Mountain Seventeen Swords only having snow in their eyes and knives in their hearts? When did they touch this red dust?" Feng Xiyun's cold voice sounded, and the 13 people's pupils shrank at the same time.

"It's you?" The snow-clothed man in the lead didn't seem to believe it, and the knife in his hand couldn't help holding it tighter.

Although they have never seen the white wind and black breath, the white silk in the hands of the woman in white will never admit it. There is no second white silk in this world that can be so powerful and terrifying! And this man in black clothes, although he didn't make a move, he looked elegant and calm in front of them, as if he was only facing a trick played by a three-year-old kid. Without the slightest panic, he must be the same name as her! It turns out that the rumors that the white wind and black breath are Qingzhou Fengxiyun and Yongzhou Fenglanxi are true!

"It is not easy to cultivate, why not go back." Feng Xiyun said indifferently. She glanced at Feng Lanxi and saw that he was standing in front of King Yong, and King Yong was sitting on a chair from the beginning to the end, his expression calm, still a kind of kingly style.

"Can I go back to the sky after the snow falls?" The snow-clothed man headed shook his head, while raising the snow knife in his hand, "Kill!"

In an instant, seven of the thirteen snow-clothed men attacked Fenglanxi, and six attacked Feng Xiyun. The knife turned the snow into water, flowing extremely lingering and smoothly towards them, the soft water The moment before they got close, they were suddenly surging like a flash flood, rolling towards them like a mountain torrent!

"Be careful, master!"

"Be careful, son!"

The crowd under the high platform was so horrified they all blurted out.

But I saw Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun retreating together, as if they were competing with the torrent, no matter how rushing the torrent swept, there was always a foot away from them.

The two sides chased, and when the two were about to retreat to the edge of the high platform, the torrent chasing Feng Xiyun suddenly retreated. The four hurriedly turned around, raised their swords, and swung them towards King Yong who was still sitting on the chair. The other two swung their swords left and right to attack Feng Xiyun. At the same time, the torrent that chased Fenglan's breath suddenly turned into a snow tide, rising high, and the sharp blade of the sword was shining brighter than the nine-day blazing sun in an instant. The moment it was swung down, the sharp icy breath of the sword breathed the wind. Everyone on top and bottom has musculoskeletal tingling!

"Master!"

"Young Master!"

Everyone screamed.

"Let it go!"

But after a clear call, the white silk in Feng Xiyun's hand wiped it volley over the air with ten success strength, tinkling! The two people who pinched her only felt severe pain in their wrists. The snow knives in their hands fell off their hands. The remaining energy remained, and they stuck into the white marble floor for a full three inches. The two of them had not recovered from the severe pain. Seeing Feng Xiyun's figure unfolding, his feet kicked, and the lightning kicked the shoulders of the two men. Only the sound of cracking bones was heard, and the two snowmen fell to the ground. At the same time, she hurried forward, and Bai Ling flew out from a distance, chasing the four snow knives that swung towards King Yong!

At that moment, people are like arrows, and silk is like lightning. In the blink of an eye, Bai Ling has bypassed the snow knives, tinkling, and three snow knives have fallen to the ground, and only the first one is still swinging forward. But the sky above the high platform was so empty, King Yong had nowhere to avoid, and there was no power to escape, seeing that snow knife draw towards King Yong like a snowy wind!

"I am still fast!"

Only hearing a soft drink, the snow knife that was about to pierce King Yong's chest suddenly stopped. The snow-clothed man looked back, Feng Xiyun was standing ten feet away, but the white silk in his hand tightly bound him Knife in the hand.

"But I'm closer than you!" Before the words of the snow-clothed man, he suddenly shot out with both palms. He abandoned the knife and used his palm to shoot at the King Yong who was only three feet away from him. This changed extremely quickly. King Yong, who had escaped from the sword and had not returned to his soul, could not dodge at all.

"You look down on me too much." Feng Xiyun smiled lightly and waved her hand, Bai Ling took a snow knife and slashed towards the palms as if she was alive.

But at this time, an exclamation sounded.

"Young Master!"

The voice is so eager and frightened!

Feng Xiyun's hand shook, Bai Ling slowed down, and the snow-clothed man's palms slapped Yong Wang's chest fiercely. In the next moment, Bai Ling flew close, cutting off like a knife, ah screamed , The blood spattered, and a pair of **** palms fell on the ground. At the same time, King Yong let out a sigh of blood.

The King Yong was hit and the snow knife cut his palm. It was just a blink of an eye. When the man with the broken palm fainted to the ground, the three people behind him who lost the knife waved their palms at the same time. Feng Xiyun had no time to take care of it. How about King Yong’s injury, a little bit, people flew up in the air, a long roar, clear as a phoenix sound, at that moment, the three people on the ground felt the white light dazzling in front of them, dazzled, as if a white phoenix swept their wings. In the future, the phoenix wings have been swept across the neck, the pain has not yet reached, and all the feelings are far away. After the soul escapes, he vaguely thinks, is this Bai Fengxi's unique skill, Feng Xiao Nine Heaven?

Feng Xiyun landed, and Bai Ling had retracted from the necks of the three of them. She turned around and looked for Feng Lanxi's figure. When she saw it, she couldn't help but feel terrified.

I saw that the seven-handled snow knives had turned into tens of thousands of handles, covering from all directions towards Fenglan. The light of the knives turned more and more blazing, turning more and more densely, bringing up bursts of cold and violent wind, vaguely completed A sharp whirlpool, wherever it turned, the hard white jade ground was chipped away with layers of stone chips, and what about the Fenglan breath that was in the whirlpool?

She walked over involuntarily, knowing that his martial arts was not under her own, but still couldn't help but worry. When she was about to take action, she suddenly heard Feng Lan breathe a low cold snort, and then a scent of orchid. Faintly drifting away, when everyone hasn't figured out what's going on, a tiny molan suddenly appeared in the snow-colored vortex, one, two, three...More and more, the more spread out, blinking In between, the snow-colored vortex was completely covered by Mo Lan.

"Scatter!"

The sound of Fenglan Breath is still so elegant and joyful, and then all of the molans suddenly gather into a huge one. When the petals of Molan expand one after another, the delicate fragrance instantly envelopes the entire Breeze platform, and at the same time The ding-ding sound is endless.

People can see clearly when all the blade lights are gone and Mo Lan disappears. On the high platform, Feng Lan stands quietly. On the ground are seven lifeless snow-clothed men, and the snow knives are broken. Countless fragments were scattered on the ground, and across these people and the blade, stood Qing Wang Feng Xiyun, behind her, was the wounded King Yong.

"Father, are you okay?" Feng Lanxi bypassed Feng Xiyun and walked towards King Yong, helping him to get up slowly.

"Master, be careful!" The people who were relieved screamed again.

Xueguang suddenly appeared, and swept toward the king Yong and Feng Lanxi in front of the chair. Those were the four snowmen who had fought against the four generals. The brothers on the high platform were either injured or killed by these two. The hand seems to be just a matter of blinking an eye, and the moment of returning to God is irretrievable! All the hatred and anger broke out, and even death would take the lives of these two people!

"Father!"

At that moment, all the subjects saw their sincerely beloved Shizi standing up in front of the Lord’s upper body, waving his sleeves and shooting down the assassin’s knife, but there was another knife that stabbed Shizi, and Qing Wang seemed stupid. Usually stood still, watching that snow knife not enter the world!

"Master!" Everyone closed their eyes unbearably.

This exclamation seemed to awaken Feng Xiyun, and the moment Bai Ling waved, the suffocation came from **** and swept down the sky, everyone in front of the wind-exciting platform trembled from the bottom of their hearts, it felt like the end of the day When you come, the world and everything will no longer exist when you open your eyes!

Everything is calm again. There is no more knife light on the Breeze Platform, no more murderous, no more screams, no more exclaims, only the warm, dazzling sunlight, and The smelly breeze.

Feng Xiyun looked down at the ground, white jade-like ground, red silk-like blood, intertwined into a rich painting, snow-colored clothes, breathless people, cold blades, like embellishments in the painting, Let the painting show its residual coldness.

All the tension and excitement disappeared suddenly. She looked up at Feng Lanxi, who was injured but calm as before, and then looked at King Yong, who was stroking her chest and pale, as if still in shock. Looking at the rushing guards, he suddenly became sober, and all of this was understood. At that moment, he was so tired.