When the imaginary Sword Thirty heard her confession, he would definitely touch the long scar on her neck and make a mockery of her.

But now......

After seeing Jian Thirty, Feng Feifei regained his heroism, just like the arrogance when he followed Jian Thirty to the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, and said:

Sword Thirty, what nonsense are you talking about? Now, the entire rivers and lakes are suffering from the evil forces of the Dijing Palace, and they are in dire straits.

And the assassins they sent have also attacked the Fujia Villa, killing hundreds of people up and down the villa, turning it into a ruin.

And the rest of the people are fighting, fighting bloodily to protect Fujia Villa, how can I leave at this time?

Jian Thirty's voice became softer, almost evil, and then, he hugged Feng Feifei tighter, tighter...... Slowly:

However, no matter how much you fight, it is impossible for you to win the Ogi Mirror Palace, and in the face of such a huge opponent as the Ogi Mirror Palace, your strength is simply not enough.

Even if I am added, it is far from enough, because I am no longer the undefeated sword god of twenty years ago, I am just an old man who is always waiting to die.

So, the only way at the moment is, come with me, I'll take you out of here, out of this land of right and wrong, to live that paradise life.

Feng Feifei almost didn't believe that this was the sword that had made her worship, fascinate her, chivalrous and righteous, and righteous Bo Yuntian, and was suddenly stunned, and said: What...... What the?

Jian Thirty Dao: Actually, I came here today because I didn't want to see you give up your life in vain, so come with me and stop caring about these disputes in the rivers and lakes.

Feng Feifei looked him up and down.

Ken Thirty still wrapped his whole body under the wide sackcloth cloak, hiding his face from the hat.

Feng Feifei suddenly left his embrace in shock, stared at him coldly, and with a series of question marks in his heart, he secretly said: Uh?

The previous Sword Thirty was not like this at all, and the Sword Thirty of twenty years ago was the most nosy, and there was no idle matter to make idle things, but why ...... now?

Moreover, in the past, his attitude towards me was not right, no matter how much he pestered him, and even begged him, he ignored me.

For example, in the battle of Fujia Villa, for example, in the battle of Seven Killing Town, for example, in the battle of the Central Plains Dart Bureau, and for example, in the battle of Acacia Maze......

Until he defeated the Hidden Sword and Bibo Pond with the Burial Sword Island, his attitude towards me was always more cold than affectionate, but now, why did Sword Thirty ......

Difficult...... Could it be ......

Jian Thirty stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to embrace her again, and his voice became softer and softer, like the wind, like rain, like a poem, and said:

So, Miss, please come with me and don't hesitate any longer......

As if she suddenly understood something, Feng Feifei hurriedly took a few steps back, waved her hand, and knocked off the hand that Jian Thirty stretched out and was about to take her into her arms again, and said loudly: No, no......

Jian Thirty seemed stunned for a moment, looked at her and said, "What's the matter?" Miss, don't you want to go with me? Haven't you always liked me?

Feng Feifei suddenly showed a mysterious smile, as if he had seen the mystery in it, stretched out his hand, pulled out the iron sword, and pointed to the sword thirty:

Hmph, that's enough, stop pretending to be garlic, who the hell are you, let me see your true face, you bastard, why are you pretending to be Sword Thirty to lie to me?

Jian Thirty-one was stunned and said: I am Sword Thirty.

Feng Feifei said: No, no, you are not Jian Thirty, because Jian Thirty has never said such affectionate words to me, not even in a dream.

She won't hug me, because he knows that the person I really like is Jiang Feng, and the person who really likes me is Jiang Feng, so you are not Jian Thirty at all.

Hmph, you bastard, take off your nasty hat and let me see what you really look like, otherwise, I'm going to let you taste the power of Sword Thirty's Iron Sword Thirteen.

At this time, Jian Thirty, who had been hiding his face under the hat, suddenly laughed, but this smile was indeed a unique smile of Sword Thirty, and said:

In that case, then, I have to let you see if I am Sword Thirty or not?

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the hat that covered his entire face was taken down.

And the ...... that manifests itself Sure enough...... The face of Sword Thirty......

Twenty years ago, the cynical sword of Luo Tuo, who roamed the rivers and lakes and fought righteousness and righteousness......

Feng Feifei's whole person trembled, and he kept saying: Sword thirty, you are really sword thirty...... Sword Thirty, you're finally back......

Jian Thirty stretched out his hands to her again, and said gently: Yes, I really came back, so, Miss...... Come on, come with me......

Feng Feifei seemed to want to say something, but Ai Aidi couldn't say a complete sentence, and said: But...... Thirty ...... Swords

All kinds of the past suddenly surged into Feng Feifei's heart, and twenty years ago, the sweetness of wandering the rivers and lakes together resurfaced and emerged......

Sword Thirty is the dawn of her life.

Sword Thirty returned, and all the gloom above his head was gone.

The clouds dispersed, the stars came out, and the moon came out.

The sparse light of the stars, the hazy light of the moon, slowly sprinkled down, sprinkled under the unique silence of Fujia Villa.

In this one, all the blood, all the corpses, were obscured and swallowed by the light of the moon of this sparse hazy star......

And in her Feng Feifei's eyes, there was only one sword left for thirty ......

Suddenly the heavens and the earth became very empty.

In the empty world, it seems that only the two of them are left, as well as those white birds flying mournfully overhead, lined up into a "human" character for a while, and a "one" character for a while.

In the sky, someone is faintly singing: the autumn cold crosses the river according to the wind, and the white dew Xiao Xiao Dongting waves. The light at the end of Sijun has been extinguished, and the misty and sad hope is like thinking.

Jian Thirty walked over slowly, walked over, and walked in front of Feng Feifei......

Feng Feifei walked over slowly, walked over, and walked in front of Sword Thirty......

Then, the two people meet at the midpoint.

The two hugged each other again......

When Feng Feifei leaned on Jian Thirty's broad and solid shoulders, the whole person began to tremble incessantly, and the tears could no longer hold back their tears, and muttered:

Yes, that's right, this long-lost warmth, this sense of security, such a feeling...... There's absolutely nothing wrong with it, it's the feeling of Sword Thirty, which I once fell in love with twenty years ago......

Sword Thirty, you are really Sword Thirty...... It turns out that you really didn't die, you came back, you finally came back......

As he spoke, he buried his head on the shoulder of Sword Thirty, heavy, heavy, as if he would never be separated again in this life.

Sword Thirty also hugged her tighter, tighter......

Then, I saw Feng Yifei on the side suddenly shouting at her, and said, "Mrs. Jiang, be careful, what you see is an illusion, let it go quickly."

However, Feng Feifei couldn't hear it anymore.

She couldn't hear anything.

At this moment, she was completely immersed in the sweet illusion brought about by the black chain of ice queens.