He called out the two guards and rushed out first.

The dog was sick and had a high fever. He was very worried, but he was in a trance.

He struggled hard to make such a move. Why?

I was not in a good mood, even...

Ji Feixiu sighed fiercely, and he shook his head fiercely, forcing himself not to think too much. He walked towards Bianjing with Zhou Yanqing on his back.

But the journey is long.

Until the next night, they met a fairy-like team of white clothes...

...

Zhou Yanqing woke up and slept, and she was in a daze. Her body was hot and her mind was not clear.

I vaguely heard Ji Feixiu scolding something, heard the sound of swords and swords fighting each other, and heard Ji Feixiu's roar.

Then she heard a faint fragrance, as if the fresh pine and cypress were mixed with bitter medicine, and she heard a gentle voice and smiled softly...

Her consciousness gradually subsided.

...

Where is this...

When Zhou Yanqing woke up again, she opened her eyes and saw that it was pitch black, which was a small dark room.

Her nose was still a little blocked, and her throat was bitter, as if she had been put on medicine. She touched her forehead and didn't lie down much. Her clothes were the same as the cover she wore before, and it was wrinkled and a little wet when she touched it.

She slowly got up and shook her head of the mixed slurry.

I looked back and forth and found that it was probably night, and the spring breeze was a little cold. This was a simple but clean little black room.

The small dark room did not have a fire, which made her chill.

The doors and windows were sealed from outside, but the bright moonlight leaked out from the gap. The wind sounded loudly on the spring night, which was a bit scary at first glance.

It seemed to be the mountain wind, she frowned because she heard the empty echo.

“Who is it?”

She remembered the sound of warriors, the roar of Ji Feixiu, the vague and gentle smile, and the bitter medicine of pine and cypress...

It seems she was arrested.

"I feel that this style is bad. Someone robbed me from Ji Feixiu?"

After a while, she locked in a suspect.

The beauty national teacher of Qingtian Pavilion, Chu Liumu.

After one night, it was dawning.

Zhou Yanqing's spirit was a little better, as if he was cheering up.

She patted the sealed doors and windows: "Is anyone there? I'm hungry, I want to have breakfast."

Outside the small dark room, a white-clothed servant happened to pass by. He heard Emperor Yong Yin's shouting and his face was speechless.

Is this Emperor Yong Yin so strong?

It was all night long, and I didn't do anything or make a fuss. I thought Emperor Yong Yin might have to make a fuss, but I didn't know that he was quiet. I slept for a while in the middle of the night. I slept so sweetly and even snored softly.

If it was light up today, the man still didn't make any noise, just clamoring for hunger?

The man in white wiped his face and thought to himself that the emperor had a strange mind.

A few dozen meters away from the small black room, there is a quiet courtyard with yellow mud walls, wooden beams, and roofs are not tiles, but thick thatched.

A handsome man in white clothes was as fairy as an immortal. He carried a fishing rod and walked out of the yard. Facing the spring morning light, the man came to the river.

He was fishing by the river. After a while, a fish took the bait. He held the live fish with a slender and elegant hand and praised with a smile: "It's quite fat and tender, it's a good fish."

"I'm hungry, and I'm going to go to the place where the grains are reincarnated. I want to get rid of my hands and make it convenient!"

The shouting came from the direction of the small dark room, and the handsome man ignored it.
Chapter completed!