"For whom does the beauty smile? When will youth be thrown away?
In the world of mortals, the heart is not old.
Without the ruler, people are like grass.
Do not climb high alone. White hair stands on the steep buildings. When the beauty is old, who will draw her eyebrows? "
In the Martial Tower, there was a heavenly melody reverberating. There was a zither being played, and there was an indescribable sorrow. Life is not evergreen, and the beauty's hair is easy to turn white.
Feng Feiyun heard this song from afar. It was indescribably beneficial to his body and mind. He couldn't help but be intoxicated, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
This song could only be sung by Hongyan.
The song stopped, and there was only a faint echo.
Creak!
Feng Feiyun pushed the door open and looked at the beauty inside. Hongyan was still sitting on the stone couch, and she put the zither in her hand to the side.
Feng Feiyun's footsteps were very light. He didn't want to disturb her peace.
And she also had her back facing Feng Feiyun, as if she didn't know that he had returned. She took out a crimson knife from her sleeve and picked up a sparkling and translucent snow pear. Her slender and fair fingers pinched the knife and gently peeled the skin.
Swish!
Swish!
Her hands were soft and slender, and her fingers were like white jade carvings, perfect and flawless. The sharp knife in her hand seemed a lot gentler, without the slightest murderous intent.
Feng Feiyun walked behind her lightly. He could smell the fragrance coming from her hair, her white clothes, and her neck. It was like a pure white spirit flower, making people want to hold her in their hands.
Her face was covered with a white veil, and her expression couldn't be seen. However, her eyes were especially bright, like the stars in the night.
"I'm back!" Feng Feiyun said softly.
The skin was peeled, and the knife fell!
A moist and attractive snow pear had been completely peeled off its skin!
"Here you go!" Hongyan blinked and handed the pear to Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun took the pear and sat next to her. He was like a traveler returning home, reminiscing with his wife. He wanted to tell her about the hardships of leaving home, but he was afraid that she would worry too much. He couldn't say a single word of sorrow, keeping it in his heart and bearing it alone.
"I heard you singing just now!" Feng Feiyun held the snow pear in his hand as if it was a beautiful piece of jade, reluctant to eat it.
"Yes!" Hongyan replied softly.
Feng Feiyun said, "You said you like singing alone when you're most afraid. But the more you sing, the more afraid you are. What are you afraid of?"
"You remember it so clearly!" Hongyan said.
"I remember every word you said very clearly," Feng Feiyun said.
The crimson knife in Hongyan's hand was like a drop of blood, rotating between her fingers. She said slowly, "I'm afraid that one day I'll grow old and become a white-haired old woman. My hair will be white, my eyebrows will be white, and the skin on my face will turn yellow and full of wrinkles. I'll be hunched, and I'll die alone in a mud house that no one cares about … In the end, I'll become a skeleton on a barren mountain, and the bones will be eaten by wild dogs …"
She sighed, revealing her emotions. Her expression was emotional, making people unable to help but feel sad.
"If that day really comes, you'll also have a white-haired old man with a tobacco pipe in his mouth, holding a pear that was just peeled by an old granny. He'll be squatting in front of the mud house, chewing on the pear while loudly cursing, 'Old granny, this pear isn't peeled cleanly, there's still a stone inside!'" Feng Feiyun gently held her waist and embraced her delicate body.
She also gently leaned her face against Feng Feiyun's chest and closed her eyes, as if she was also looking forward to that future. But soon, her eyes suddenly opened, and the knife in her hand became a bit colder. She said: "Men's words are for young and beautiful women to hear. Thirty years later, I'll be old, but you'll still be young and handsome. At that time …"
"At that time, you'll still be the number one beauty in the world."
Feng Feiyun's hand gently stroked her face and murmured: "People will grow old in the end. Even if you become a Holy Spirit, it's hard to escape illness and death.
Hongyan, don't be afraid. In my heart, you'll always be the tall beauty who was abducted by my flowery words when you were young and beautiful. "
Hongyan's hand trembled a little, and she couldn't hold the knife in her hand steadily.
"You don't understand at all!"
Hongyan gently bit her teeth. She felt that Feng Feiyun was a fool, but because of this fool's words, she was a little hesitant.
She was afraid that after this knife fell, she would never meet a fool like Feng Feiyun again.
"Haha!"
Feng Feiyun suddenly laughed and directly snatched the crimson knife from Hongyan's hand. He said with a smile: "After cutting the fruit, you should put down the knife. Otherwise, it's easy to hurt others, and also easy to hurt yourself."
Hongyan was slightly surprised. She wanted to take back the knife, but her small hand was tightly held by Feng Feiyun. She frowned, thinking that Feng Feiyun had already discovered her identity, she coldly said: "What are you doing?"
She began to brew a murderous aura in her heart. Her other hand was behind her back. She wanted to unfold the Red Luan Flame Robe and kill Feng Feiyun.
"I want to give you something."
Feng Feiyun's hands pressed on her delicate shoulders. He gently pressed her down on the stone couch and said with a smile: "Sit properly, don't move!"
Hongyan was very puzzled. She forcefully suppressed her murderous intent. She wanted to see what Feng Feiyun was up to. This guy's mysterious expression made her a little curious.
Feng Feiyun turned around and began to carve runes on the stone wall. He also carved runes around the stone couch. Some of the runes were very profound, even Hongyan had never seen or heard of them.
What is he doing?
Could it be that he wants to seal me in an ancient formation?
Hongyan clenched her teeth. Her heart was overflowing with hatred. Men's words really can't be trusted. This cunning Feng Feiyun deliberately used honeyed words to make me lower my guard, then he wants to put me to death. Good, he is indeed worthy of being the demon's son. His schemes are vicious and deep.
You want to trap me to death? How could it be so easy? Since you want to kill me, then don't blame me for being impolite!
The more Hongyan thought about it, the angrier she became. She originally had a good impression of Feng Feiyun, but at this moment, all of it was gone. A flame condensed in her palm. Her beautiful eyes turned cold as she turned into a crimson cloud of fire.
"Good, we can begin!
As long as I dig out the Phoenix Bone from my body and let you eat it, your body will be able to nurture a Spirit Realm. You will be able to embark on the path of cultivation. Moreover, your physique will be comparable to a Grand Historical Genius … You … "
Feng Feiyun turned around and stared at Hongyan in astonishment. He angrily walked over and snatched the crimson knife from her hand, then he scolded: "Why are you holding the knife in your hand again? What if you hurt yourself?"
Hongyan felt the knife in her hand slip away, then it fell back into Feng Feiyun's hand!
"I … I …" Hongyan's mind was a bit blank. She even stuttered: "What did you just say?
Phoenix Bone? "
Feng Feiyun held the crimson knife in his hand and nodded: "The Phoenix Bone is the bone of a Phoenix. It is also one of the four Spirit Treasures with the strongest spirituality. If you can absorb this Phoenix Bone, then you will be able to embark on the path of cultivation. Hongyan will no longer have to worry about turning into an old granny, kaka!"
"The Phoenix Bone is a mythical item, how could it exist in reality?" Hongyan couldn't control herself. Her heart was beating rapidly and her mind was in chaos.
"I already said that you are a tall beauty who was tricked by my flowery words. Then I will definitely abduct you. There is always a price to pay for abducting a girl."
Feng Feiyun held the crimson knife in his hand and stabbed it into his flesh. The knife drew a line of blood the size of a palm. It was as if his entire chest had been cut open.
Hongyan was startled. Her beautiful eyes stared at Feng Feiyun's hand. She stared at the knife and stared at the bloody wound. Her jade-like hands were clenched tightly. Her heart seemed to have been touched and began to beat rapidly.
She originally came to kill Feng Feiyun, but now she was worried that Feng Feiyun would kill her.
Whoosh!
A crimson brilliance shot out from the bloody scar. It was as bright as a flaming star and contained a scorching temperature. If it wasn't for the formation runes blocking the light, it would have turned the night into day.
Feng Feiyun used his hand to pull out the phoenix bone that was connected to his flesh. He held it in his hand, still dripping with golden blood. It glowed red.
"This is the phoenix bone!" Feng Feiyun handed it to Hongyan.
"I … I don't want it!"
Hongyan gritted her teeth. Her body was shaking, and she ran out of the stone room. She didn't want to look at Feng Feiyun. She didn't even dare to look at him.
This * sshole isn't just an idiot, he's a madman!
If he knew I was the mysterious master, he would be very sad. He would think he was blind and that he had seen the wrong person. She wasn't a beautiful woman, but a cruel woman who killed without blinking.
"Get back here!"
Feng Feiyun grabbed Hongyan's jade-like arm and pulled her back. He pressed her down on the stone couch and fed her the phoenix bone.
The Dao laws on the phoenix bone had already been mostly refined by Feng Feiyun's flesh. The fiery heat had also cooled down completely. Even a mortal's body could withstand it.
"Feng Feiyun, you can't do this to me!"
Hongyan punched Feng Feiyun's chest with her fists. Her thoughts were extremely complicated.
Two drops of tears fell from the corners of her eyes. This time, they were real.
Fake tears make crying very tiring; real tears make crying very painful.
"I don't have the phoenix bone, but I can cultivate it on my own. How can you grow old with me without the phoenix bone?"
The wound on Feng Feiyun's chest had already slowly healed. He had a teasing smile on his face as he gently wiped the tears from the corners of Hongyan's eyes. It was as if he was teasing a little girl.