The Rise of Phoenix
Chapter 10

Feng Zhiwei suddenly put down his hip flask.

He stood up, did not look at the man, and walked into the river, reaching out to Yiner.

Yiner was still scared, and Feng Zhiwei smiled: "Come, no one wants to kill you."

Pulling the wet lady over, Feng Zhiwei looked at the thin skirt and single dress. Now, when the water was wet and the curves of his body opened, he did not even blame. After thinking about it, he took off his thin cotton jacket and wrapped it alive.

Even if the humorous woman did not mind passing through the city naked, she, as a woman, did not want him to walk in front of a man like this.

Yiner looked at him gratefully and whispered, "I'm at the Lanxiang Institute there ... Brother can go to me if he needs it."

Feng Zhi smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and the woman did not dare to look at the man again at once, and walked away in a thin cotton jacket.

When the cold wind blew, Feng Zhiwei, who only had one coat, shivered and held his shoulders tightly to the river.

A pot of wine suddenly passed by.

The fingers holding the pot are slim and clean, and the posture is stable, stable to almost no different.

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head and looked at the wine, frowning: "This is my wine."

Robes handed.

"Replace your wine."

Feng Zhiwei took it without hesitation, "Then you lose."

“Nothing,” the man smiled, and the corner of his slightly raised eyes instantly teased like a peach flower, “Today I learned the trick from you, so it is time to fix it.”

Feng Zhiwei did not say anything, seeing the shadow of this man in the river, this man changed in every way, unpredictable, and even his appearance changed three times a day. When he saw her for the first time, she was graceful and graceful, and he sent a man up the mountain; but it was like a pompous pale golden mandala, but it was laughing, just then, but it's like peaches and lilies, almost charming.

Such a person can only be described with the word danger.

The man seemed to have no idea what he was thinking, and suddenly laughed: "This river is windy. Careful and cold. Let's change places."

Feng Zhiwei was unsure, followed him, turned forward, and suddenly a stone bridge appeared, the bridge was extremely high, but the deck was speckled, and it seemed to be abandoned.

Both went up to the bridge. The stone fence on the bridge was a piece of rough stone. Both sit on the ground. The man took Feng Zhiwei's jug, took a sip of wine, and handed it to Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei was a bit stunned. First, he was not used to sharing a wine jug with a man. Second, he did not expect this person to become a prince. He really drank bad wine, and he was obviously unhappy, but he was willing to share with him liquor.

He thought about it, wiped the pot with his handcuffs, and sipped it carefully.

I thought the man would be angry and not want it but not see it. He just looked up at the sky and Feng Zhiwei looked up to see that the bridge was very high. On the bridge, not only was it clearly and clearly visible, but also you could see over half of Emperor Jing, and the grand palace, the grand palace, was impressive.

"This bridge was originally Dacheng Wangdu's first bridge. It is said that the founding emperor of the Dacheng dynasty was built for the queen." The man's eyes were half closed and his tone was long. "The queen likes big things. This bridge is very beautiful and facing. Shino, known as Dacheng Bridge No. 1, six hundred years ago, emperors often served privately on the bridge and spread it as a story. "

Feng Zhi smiled and said, "It's beautiful."

In my heart, I do not think that such a person would be moved by past legends.

"After Dacheng destroyed the country, Emperor Tiansheng sent his troops to the Beijing division. He was called Wangdu and renamed Emperor Jing. World determined. His Majesty met the old minister in Beijing, right on the bridge. On that day, the old minister of Dacheng was like grass, lying on my emperor. Footpad. "

The man's tone of voice was calm, but he had a sense of pride. Feng Zhi wiped his lips slightly. He suddenly felt uneasy and could not help but smile. He said: "It's just soldiers covered in blood."

Huo Ran looked back, his eyes were like knives for a moment, Feng Zhiwei looked at him calmly, smiling gently at the blade-like eyes.