I don't know how long it took.

When Xiao Yu was exhausted, the blurred vision saw a black figure, her pale mouth raised a smile, and the body could no longer support the fall.

Feng Ling suddenly moved to her front, reaching out to catch her body that was about to fall on the ground, holding it in her arms, no weight, light like feathers.

Purple shadow also floated over, seeing Xiao Xiao's sick face, he frowned, instinctively reaching out, trying to catch her pulse, slender fingers crossed her wrist.

The purple clothes smashed, and the heart sank. He forgot, he is not an entity, how can he meet Xiao Yu?

The only thing he can touch is Feng Lingran.

Feng Ling then glanced at the hand of the purple clothes, and the flashing light in the middle of the shackles saw the purple clothes shrinking back, and he disappeared in the air with Xiao Yu.

I don't know how long I have slept.

She woke up again and saw the strange environment, her delicate face was white.

"Brother, brother, where are you?"

Yuner panicked, she remembered being brought to the valley by her brother, and her brother gently held her, saying that she would never leave her again. Why did her brother close when she closed her eyes? Is that just a wonderful dream?

Where is this?

Yuner looked around in a panic, and the darkness here was like the devil's hell. There was no light, even more terrible than the place where Nangong took her.

She seems to have been here.

Yuner suddenly returned to God, remembered, here is Fengfu, she returned to here.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Yuner feels that she is going crazy, why does she fall into the hands of Feng Lingran?

Hey.

The door was opened.

Yuner swayed, and the heart jumped sharply. The man who saw the phoenix at the door and the sun could not warm up was like the black robes on his body. It was cold and terrible, and he was always immersed in the darkness.

Yuner clutched the quilt tightly and saw him coming in. She was all tight.

At this time.

Suddenly a gentle voice came: "Feng Lingran, she just woke up, don't scare her, let me go."

Yun Er’s horrified pupil moved and saw Feng Lingran behind him, followed by a purple figure.

Yuner’s pupils shrank, like the heavens and the earth, only the beautiful purple, she suddenly had some embarrassment, where was she, met him? Why is there a familiar feeling?

It’s like, before Sansheng’s stone, he portrayed his name?

Yuner saw the face of the purple coat, the blood of the body, violently solidified, and the eyes were full of incredible.

Why... would it be Feng Lingran’s cold face?

No, he shouldn't be like this. He should be perfect.

Yuner didn't know why she had these messy thoughts in her head. She didn't know the man clearly, but she seemed to have been left behind.

Even more than...

More than Nanhua Jun.

Feng Ling looked at the purple clothes with a gloomy look, and the thin lips were close, and turned and went out.

The purple clothes floated to the front of the bed, and the phoenixes were beautiful, and they were so beautiful that they stared at her deeply. The corner of the mouth evoked a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you know the teacher?"

Yuner is worried, is the teacher? He is the master of Xiao Yu?

Yuner stared at his phoenix, and the sly stream was the jewel of this world. It was also incomparably vivid and glamorous. She couldn’t move her eyes.

But I don't know why, she looked at the eyes of the two phoenixes, and there was a feeling of tears.