Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 395 Wait for me to come back
After lingering in the middle of the night, the two reluctantly parted. Wuming kissed Feng Jin's blushing cheek, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep for a while."

His voice is hoarse and deep, charming and charming. Listening to it makes people's ears itchy and their heart itches, but Feng Jin refuses to close his eyes, but opens a pair of watery eyes, staring intently at With no name.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wuming asked softly, Feng Jin looked straight at him, and said quietly, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep, and when I open my eyes again, you will already be gone."

Nameless was startled, just smiled, but didn't speak.

Wuming, who possesses the spiritual power of the sixth stage of the Nine Heavens Star Jue, can't find an opponent in the Central Plains Continent. Even if an army came to surround and kill him, he would still be able to escape. Feng Jin knew how powerful he was, but she was still panicked. Who knows what will happen?Who knows who will meet in this continent?

Even herself, she used to think that no one could deal with her, but when a Zen master Tianhe came out, she couldn't stand up with a string of Buddhist beads, and then a master wood appeared, with a handle rubbed with a thousand-year-old peach wood powder The dagger made her weak.

In the final analysis, it was also the technique she practiced that was too evil and had a fatal weakness.

However, even though Wuming possessed orthodox spiritual power and could not find any weaknesses, Feng Jin still couldn't stop worrying.

"Nameless, do you have any weaknesses?"

Wuming was stunned by Feng Jin's question, and he thought for a while before replying, "Yes."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, could it be that Wuming touched a sorcery behind her back that shouldn't be done?
"What is it?"

Nameless looked down at Feng Jin, those eyes were as deep as a vast starry sky, faint starlight floating, seemingly inconspicuous, but people couldn't move their eyes away, just looking at them, it was like being able to be sucked into those dark and deep eyes , not to break free.

Wuming rubbed his nose against Feng Jin's tip affectionately, and said slowly, "It's you."

He is extremely powerful, he looks down on the world, but he also has a weakness, and his weakness is his A Jin.

Feng Jin's eyes were slightly moist, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and protect myself, so I won't become your weakness."

Wuming sighed lowly, and hugged her tightly, "Ajin, I know you are very strong and powerful, and you can solve many things by yourself, but Ajin, you have me."

His chin gently rubbed the hair on the top of her head, his voice was gentle and hoarse, which made people feel extremely peaceful, "You have me."

Feng Jin nestled in his arms as docile as a cat, without saying a word.

"So, Jin, if there is anything, you must tell me."

Ah Jin destroyed the note from the imperial capital after reading it. He didn't know what happened to the imperial capital, but his intuition was not a trivial matter.

Although Ah Jin casually brought up the matter, as if nothing happened in the imperial capital, Wuming knew that she didn't want him to go out and was still worried.

"I will protect your world, and I will also protect you and the emperor, A Jin, you have to trust me."

"I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

Feng Jin raised her head, and said repeatedly, seeing Wuming's worried eyes, Feng Jin smiled slightly, "I know what you are worried about, but Wuming, I can really solve it, some Xiaoxiao who are jumping up and down, unwilling to give up, provoked I was upset, and I just took it away in one pot."

Wuming stared straight into Feng Jin's eyes, and Feng Jin let him look at her to show that she was open-minded and she was not lying.

After a while, Wuming withdrew his sharp eyes and kissed Feng Jin's hair, "If that's the case, let's sleep for a while."

Feng Jin slowly closed her eyelids, her breathing gradually became gentle and long, and she really fell asleep.

Wuming didn't sleep, he looked at Feng Jin's sleeping face, even in his sleep, Ah Jin's long eyebrows were still slightly furrowed, as if there was endless melancholy and worry.

Wuming sighed faintly, and hugged her carefully, letting her head rest on his broad and hot chest, Ah Jin, my Ah Jin, why are you so strong?What happened in those 300 years?
Feng Jin, who fell into a deep sleep, couldn't answer the nameless question.

If she was awake, she couldn't give the answer, because she didn't know it herself.

Ever since she could remember, she was Feng Jin, how she was born, how she grew up, who her parents were, she had no memory at all, as if she just appeared out of thin air.

The first memory is that when she opened her eyes, she found herself on a spiritual mountain, and all her memories started from that spiritual mountain.

Lingshan is empty, there is no one, not even flowers, plants, trees, birds, or animals. It is barren and dead. The mountain is called Lingshan, but its spiritual power is exhausted, everything is withered, and there are huge cracks on the mountain, which is shaking.

She felt that Lingshan was very familiar, but she couldn't remember why it was so familiar.

She is a practitioner and needs spiritual power, but there is no spiritual power on Lingshan. She stayed there for a while, but felt that although Lingshan was familiar, it made her feel very sad, her heart hurt, and she couldn't sleep peacefully every night. Something was lingering on her.

She finally left the Lingshan Mountain. As soon as she left the range of the Lingshan Mountain, the feeling of sadness and pain gradually faded, and finally disappeared. She slowly left the Lingshan Mountain behind, and finally completely forgot. She ran around in the Canghai Continent, and finally She chose a sect and joined Shanmen. In this sect, she had brothers and sisters, and a younger sister.

A younger sister who has no blood relationship, but she loves endlessly. The following story is also very ridiculous. She met Bai Ye, fell in love with Bai Ye, her younger sister took the love, and she became pregnant. She no longer hates Bai Ye, nor does she hate her younger sister. Time has diluted everything and given her the best love. Wuming is the most precious gift God gave her.

Feng Jin also doesn't know why she is so strong, it seems that since she can remember, she has held her breath to become stronger, the strongest, so strong that no one can hurt her, so strong that she can protect the person she wants to protect, so strong It was so eye-catching, she didn't know where this obsession came from.

Wuming hugged Feng Jin tightly, his strong and powerful arms protected her, and his hot and warm breath surrounded her, as if adding an indestructible and unshakable protective barrier to her in her sleep. Gradually, Feng Jin The slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed a little bit.

Wuming didn't sleep all night, he looked at her all night, the more he looked at her, the more he was reluctant to leave, the more he looked at her, the more he wanted to stay by her side every step of the way, regardless of the world, the country, the people, and the war.

However, he can't.

The common people have the difficulties of the common people, and the emperor has the helplessness of the emperor.

It is Ah Jin's responsibility to protect the world and make the country peaceful and the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty peaceful, and it is his responsibility to help Ah Jin share the responsibility and shoulder the heavy burden.

He sometimes thinks, if Ah Jin is not so strong, if Ah Jin is like an ordinary woman, delicate like a flower, bending when the wind blows, and withering when the sun shines, then he will protect Ah Jin as well. The most delicate and delicate flower, he will block all the wind and rain for her.

But Ah Jin was not.

Ah Jin has her own ambitions, dreams, and responsibilities. She wants to truly stand at the pinnacle. She looks down on the world, turning her hands to cover the clouds and rain. She is unparalleled, proud and precious, this is her .

She is more beautiful than a flower, but she is not a flower. If you have to say what she is, it is probably a green pine.

The strong wind cannot bend, the heavy snow cannot crush, it is not afraid of the scorching sun and heat, and it is not afraid of the cold winter, frost and snow.

When the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, she will also reveal a little bit of lovely emerald green, and will also bloom a little bit of delicate and beautiful pine flowers. This is her daughter's posture, but this daughter's posture is hidden too deep, except for him, ordinary people can see it. less than.

It was the luck of his life to meet such Ah Jin. All he can do is to support, trust, and accompany her.

When dawn was approaching, Wuming gently kissed Feng Jin's forehead, eyebrows, and cheeks, and finally landed on Feng Jin's delicate and charming lips. He didn't dare to kiss deeply for fear of being reluctant, so he only dared to give a superficial kiss and quickly retreated.

Wuming finally hugged Feng Jin who was sleeping soundly, reluctantly let her go, got off the bed and quickly put on his clothes.

After everything was settled, he stood by the bed and looked at Feng Jin without blinking, his eyes were gentle and yearning.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, took the gentian silver gun in the corner, and walked out the door quickly.

He didn't dare to look back, for fear that if he turned around, he wouldn't be able to help but stay.

The hidden guards guarded the yard, and when they saw Wuming coming out, someone had prepared the horse long ago, and before dawn, Wuming jumped on the horse in the early morning light, and the horse left the government office quickly, galloping northward.

Ah Jin, wait for me to come back.

(End of this chapter)