Breaking the Day

When the whole Tongan was in a catastrophe, Zhao Feiyue fell into a dream again at this time.

It is still the familiar nine-layer sky, and it is still the distant fallen leaves.

There are red flowers everywhere, colorful fallen leaves, Zhao Feiyue...No, she was still called Nu Feiyue at that time, she nestled gently in Yu Chengfeng’s arms, and the two looked at the bright red sunset in the distance, the sunset glowing, and the setting sun. The fire, the red clouds spreading from the sky seemed to wrap them up and melt them, and the two figures were pulled down by the setting sun and merged tightly.

Nu Feiyue was stunned. After a long time, she said softly: "Palace Master, will we continue to do this?"

Yu Chengfeng gently hugged Nu Feiyue, and the two of them rubbed their ears together. He whispered: "There will be a day when the sun sets, a moment when the moon disappears, when autumn leaves return to their roots, and a moment when flowers die, but we Never separate."

Nu Feiyue raised her head and looked up at the man in front of her idiotically. She gently stretched out her hand to caress his thin chin, and whispered, "I'm a bit pierced."

Yu Chengfeng used his chin to pinch Nu Feiyue's soft skin like snow-white tofu. He smiled and said, "I'm still piercing my face...in a moment...I will pierce your heart."

Nu Feiyue chuckled, twisting her body and dodge: "Palace Master doesn't want it, Nu Nu knows it is wrong, Nu Nu dare not, itchy, don't pierce, don't pierce!"

Her laughter was like a spirit bird, piercing the sky.

But at this moment, the scene suddenly changed. The setting sun, fallen leaves, safflower, love man disappeared in an instant, and replaced by the huge and majestic Zijin Xiyang Palace!

Nu Feiyue knelt on the ground, her eyes were hollow, like a walking dead, wooden doll.

Sun Xiyan stood in front of Nu Feiyue, her finger was placed in front of Nu Feiyue's forehead, and a strand of golden silk celestial power was slowly withdrawn from her fingertips.

Beside Sun Xiyan, Tianhe Divine Sword wandered around her vigilantly and slowly, like a loyal guard.

Sun Xiyan stared at Nu Feiyue coldly, her voice was cold and hatred: "Answer me, who is the person you hate most?"

Nu Feiyue replied blankly: "Yu Chengfeng..."

Sun Xiyan: "Then what do you want to do after you go to the world?"

Nu Feiyue's voice was dull, like a machine: "Chasing the reincarnation of Yu Chengfeng..."

Sun Xiyan nodded slowly, she grabbed her hand, and the Tianhe Divine Sword Moment appeared in her palm. Sun Xiyan handed the Tianhe Divine Sword to Nu Feiyue, but before handing it, she coldly asked: "Who am I? ?"

Nu Feiyue said blankly: "Master...you are the master."

Sun Xiyan looked very strange, with pleasure, anger and hatred. She raised her head and laughed loudly: "Yes, remember your identity, you will always be a lowly maidservant!"

Nu Feiyue repeated dazedly: "Nu Nu is a humble servant!"

A fierce light flashed in Sun Xiyan's eyes, a palm slapped on Nu Feiyue's head, and Nu Feiyue instantly turned into a golden light, passing through the Zijin Xiyang Palace, falling all the way, and heading towards the world of Nine Heavens.

Sun Xiyan stood in front of the steps of the Zijin Xiyang Palace, condescendingly watching the falling Nu Feiyue, she smiled angrily and delightedly: "Yu Chengfeng! You betrayed me, you betrayed the entire Jiuzhongtian! Now! , I want you to taste what it's like to be betrayed and killed by your favorite person! Hahahahaha!"

Sun Xiyan's laughter was like a violent wave of anger, thundering through the clouds, rolling away from the Zijin Xiyang Palace, shattering countless unwinding clouds, and flying countless birds in the distance.

Nu Feiyue's body was wrapped in golden light, her figure curled up into a ball, and she fell quickly until she smashed into the palace of the Daqi Palace, when a crisp and loud baby cry suddenly sounded!

And at this time, Nu Feiyue... she should call Zhao Feiyue at this time, she opened her eyes fiercely in the city of Tongan, one after another in her dreams flooded into her mind like a tide, before her The clear memory became a mess.

She vaguely remembered the red flowers everywhere, the fallen leaves of the deciduous field, vaguely remembered the warm embrace, but she did not remember the face of that person, but she clearly remembered Sun Xiyan’s face and what Sun Xiyan said. Every sentence.

The mission, which was deeply imprinted in the depths of her soul, made her chaotic eyes calm and cold. When her eyes focused again, she saw a woman with disheveled clothes curled up next to her.

Of course she recognizes this woman. This is the most famous beautiful cook in Tong'an City.

Looking at him again, there were two soldiers with shock, greed and fear in their eyes. One of them was still carrying his pants, showing his ugliness.

Zhao Feiyue understood all this in an instant!

Zhao Feiyue glanced at them coldly. This gaze was exactly the same as that of Sun Xiyan. It was a condescending gaze overlooking the ants. With a wave of her hand, the two soldiers were shot on the wall like flies. Immobile.

Zhao Feiyue didn't look at them too much. She turned her head and walked out of the back room. When she first came to the outer room, Zhao Feiyue was stunned when she saw it. She stared blankly at the old woman who fell to the ground with a **** head. Akira.

Zhao Feiyue, who was separated from the master sister, wandered aimlessly in Tong'an City. She wanted to taste the delicious food in this restaurant, but she didn't want to live on the first floor with the mundane people, so she found the famous Tong'an City The home of the beautiful cook.

"Madam, I heard that your daughter is the chef of Sun's restaurant, isn't she?"

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"Yes, yes, this girl is so handsome, she knows she is not a mortal at first glance." The old woman was very enthusiastic, holding Zhao Feiyue's hand with a smile, looking up and down, and sighing.

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"Hey, girl, it's not easy for you to walk outside alone, or else, just rest at your old property?" After dinner, the old woman smiled and persuaded Zhao Feiyue who was about to leave.

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Zhao Feiyue, who grew up in the palace, has never tasted this kind of human warmth. Although she is the jewel of the emperor, she has never been hugged by her father once, nor has she ever felt the warm feelings in this huge palace.

What she felt was always all kinds of fear, envy, jealousy, and hatred around her.

Even if it is her father, when looking at her, it is more like looking at a national treasure, a rare treasure!

However, this old woman who had only one night's fate made her feel warm.

But this warmth is so short!

Zhao Feiyue tightly held the Tianhe Divine Sword in her hand, and her eyes began to roll with anger. She stretched out her hand and squeezed her five fingers. There was a sudden pop in the back room. Two soldiers squeezed their heads like watermelons and blood splashed everywhere .

The beautiful cook screamed in fright, and she curled up into a ball desperately, nestled tightly in the corner, tears in her eyes.

Zhao Feiyue glanced at her, her lips squirmed, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak, she finally swallowed it back, and then she walked to the door and gently opened the door.

Outside screaming, wailing, screaming, roaring, crying, begging for mercy and so on, mixed with the crackling burning sound, like an angry wave, slapped Zhao Feiyue, a woman who grew up in a deep palace.

A nightmare, **** hell, uncovered in front of Zhao Feiyue!