Seeing that Shang Xiufang in his arms was safe and sound, Feng Xiaoxiao had no other thoughts left in his mind. He could only feel extremely happy and could not help himself. Not to mention the reactions of others, not even Shi Zhixuan's meaningful words when he came. He never thought about it carefully. If anyone tried to strike him with a sword at this time, he might not be able to come back to his senses in time. Fortunately, Feng Xue remained calm and alert to his surroundings, especially the mental power that always enveloped Shi Zhixuan. When Shi Zhixuan saw Feng Xiaoxiao hugging Shang Xiufang and kissing her softly, he snorted in displeasure. But halfway through the breath, he couldn't breathe out. The cold breath from the wind and snow froze in his throat, and he couldn't breathe. I can't even get down. He also reacted quickly, moving as fast as a fish swimming in the water, his figure was phantom, but he changed several movements in succession, but failed. The more fierce Shi Zhixuan's struggle was, trying to escape from the suppression and lock, the colder it became in Feng Xue's beautiful eyes staring at him, and his hands gradually rose to his chest, the frost was as white as cold, and the sunlight was as bright as ice crystals. It's so dazzling, so cold that it's blinding. The momentum is like the coming of the power of heaven, as if the heaven and earth are accumulating strength for her, gathering endless vitality, condensing the sharpness of heaven and earth, and will be chopped down with her palms. What¡¯s particularly special is that such an astonishing and magnificent momentum did not affect anyone except Shi Zhixuan everywhere! "This kind of confrontation in the spiritual void is impossible for ordinary people to notice, but Shi Feixuan's eyes immediately turned around, with a strange glow in her pretty eyes, her expression was solemn and dejected. The storm has reached such a state that it is no longer humanly possible to withstand it. Let alone revenge, how to keep Cihang Jingzhai and Buddhism from being endangered is her biggest problem at the moment. Xu Ziling also followed Shi Feixuan's gaze, and his chaotic mind was immediately deeply attracted. From the side view, Shi Zhixuan looks like a doll whose whole body is held by invisible ropes. Under Feng Xue's gesture, he twists and turns in the air. Although he is too fast to be human, he still cannot escape his control. But this is the appearance. People who are not sophisticated enough cannot see the unparalleled mystery inside. "However, the longevity secret that Xu Ziling practiced is extremely mysterious and unpredictable, and has surpassed the scope of ordinary martial arts. Once it is started, it will reach the innate realm that no one can dream of. He and Kou Zhong had many adventures and made breakthroughs one after another. Although his martial arts was not yet at its peak, he had reached a level that only Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin could understand. However, it was difficult to maintain and could only be revealed by an inspiration occasionally. , now that I am inspired by Qi, I can see many mysteries in it, and I can't help but immerse myself in observation. Kou Zhong and Fu Junyu quickly followed suit, but they were so confused and immature that they couldn't see anything mysterious. They only looked at Shi Zhixuan moving around inexplicably, although his posture was still cool, calm, and fast. Extremely, but still couldn't hide the feeling of embarrassment. Shi Zhixuan finally understood how Bi Xuan died. He didn't want to be exposed to the wind and snow, and his figure suddenly retreated, and then froze. Fengxue was just on warning and had no intention of killing anyone. Otherwise, Shi Zhixuan would never be able to move around freely, so when he saw him retreating far away, he did not pursue him. Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed as he stared at Feng Xue and said, "I'm talking to your master, but he hasn't responded yet. How dare you, a little girl, make the decision for him?" He obviously knew that Feng Xue, who seemed to be invincible, had a weak spot. where. Feng Xue, who was glaring at him arrogantly, was really discouraged and pouted: "He has no time to care about you since he hasn't seen the master!" Shi Zhixuan smiled and said: "I worked hard to save people for him, but I didn't even hear you say thank you. Just chase people away. Is this how your master taught you to treat your benefactor?" Feng Xue blushed and said, "If you don't move, I won't move." Feng Xiaoxiao finally came to his senses and said to Shi Zhixuan, "The Evil King just said that. What's the point of saving Qingxuan? Who dares to kidnap her? " Shang Xiufang was lying softly in his arms. Suddenly she woke up and saw several familiar faces around her. She was so embarrassed that she hurriedly followed her. Feng Xiaoxiao broke out of his arms and hid behind him, lowering his head shyly, holding the corners of his clothes tightly with his jade hands. Shi Zhixuan glanced at her, his eyes returned to his usual coldness, and he ignored Feng Xiaoxiao. He turned sideways and clasped his hands, and said proudly: "A distinguished guest is coming to the door. As the master, Master Fu, why doesn't he hold a banquet to entertain him? Being so secretive is not only inappropriate for the great master." His identity is not the way to treat guests." Fu Junyu called out sweetly: "Master!" Fu Cailin came from the corner of the street and said calmly: "If you are not a hospitable guest, there is no good banquet. I will not entertain you. Jun Yu will give it to you. Guest!" He let go of Shi Qingxuan in his hand, raised his sword and raised his head. His face was impressive and strange. Although it put great pressure on people, it also inevitably revealed a sense of helplessness and loss. With his wisdom, he should be able to discern the current situation. When he saw the wind and snow suppressing Shi Zhixuan, some of the joy had disappeared with the wind. He could only hear the whisper of the wind, and he would know that if he did not let goShi Qingxuan, Fenghou, Evil Emperor and Shi Zhixuan will definitely join forces. At that time, no one among the Korean envoys, including him, will be able to return to their hometown alive. Shi Zhixuan laughed and said softly: "Xiao Qingxuan, come to daddy." Feng Xiaoxiao was about to open his mouth to call, but he felt Shang Xiufang's shoulders close to his back, and his heart was confused. He shouted "Qingxuan!" in the throat. Because Shi Qingxuan had been traveling with Shi Zhixuan and went to rescue Shang Xiufang, she did not deliberately act ugly, and the gauze covering her face fell off in the chaos just now. The delicate and beautiful face revealed is indescribably elegant, dignified, and charming. The pair of beautiful eyes that look forward to life are like the only two bright stars left in the misty night sky. They are twinkling and mesmerizing, yet profound and endless. Her slightly messy hair is crossing the street. The spring breeze blows over her face from time to time, causing her to feel trembling and pitiful. She held the flute in one hand and stood gracefully, but she did not turn her delicate body to look at anyone, and suddenly turned around and walked away. There seemed to be a mysterious magical magnetism on her body. Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but follow her steps and cried out in a mournful voice: "Qingxuan!" The messy strands of love slid down her cheeks. Feng Xiaoxiao chased him a few more steps and said, "Did Qingxuan forget the previous appointment?" In the secluded valley outside the Evil Emperor Temple, Shi Qingxuan once told him that she planned to go back to Jingzhai to accompany her mother, and promised to stay down the mountain. The day will come to find him. Shi Qingxuan still did not stop, her slender figure gradually disappeared at the end of the long street, but a trembling flute sound floated back with the wind, expressing the grievance and sadness in her heart. The contrast between the sweetness and the sadness was particularly shocking! The lingering lingering sound gradually fades away, but the gloomy clouds and mist that were originally lingering seem to disappear as the sound of the flute goes away. Only infinite tenderness remains, which is enough to heal the uneven ravines in anyone's heart, and bring peace and tranquility. Feng Xiaoxiao stared at the place where she disappeared, silent, and could not see the strange light that flashed in the past. It was clear and bright, but revealed endless loss and vicissitudes. He murmured: "She finally made a choice, I don't blame her." , I can't blame her" Shang Xiufang put her lips to his ear from behind, and whispered softly: "How much do you know about Miss Qingxuan's temperament and worries? If I really don't want to see you, I must talk to you in person. Tell her clearly, how can she go away crying?" "Crying?" Feng Xiaoxiao turned around suddenly, held her shoulders, and stared down, with an excited expression and searching eyes. Shang Xiufang's pretty face was filled with heat, her beautiful eyes glanced shyly from side to side, she shrank back, and whispered: "Xiufang has been immersed in vocal music since she was a child. She laughs or cries when she plays music, but can't you tell? "The martial arts of everyone present are not low. Of course, the whisper she thought she was suppressing could not be hidden from anyone's ears. Of course, everyone had different expressions and moods, and there were a lot of mixed feelings, especially Shi Zhixuan and Kou Xuer. Human beings are the best, they can only understand it, but cannot write down it. (~^~)