The long car with Huaxu's cloud pattern totem on it was parked in front of the majestic Zhongshan Mountain Gate. The door was quickly opened, and a group of crimson shadows jumped down lightly, and turned to look at the mountain gate leisurely. Dao's figure jumped in front of her like lightning, almost crushing her.
Xuan Yi said "Oops" and looked at them with a smile. Both his sentimental father and Qi Nan's eyes were swollen from crying. Qing Yan was fine, but the gloom on his face was really turning into dark clouds.
Before and after, the most important things in her life are here. For them, she really did a big and earth-shattering thing.
She smiled slightly, and said: "I'm fine, the knot in my heart has been cut, and my heart is healed."
This dead girl didn't go back to Zhong Shan even though she was fine, she only used the golden seal of the priest's technique to confirm that she was safe, almost driving them crazy. Qing Yan was full of anger and joy, and hit her **** the top of the head.
It has been a long time since he calmed down, and Emperor Zhongshan didn't even realize that Fu Cang was there until now, and his face immediately turned ugly. It was because of this Hua Xu's brat that Ah Yi's heartbreak relapsed. But when Ah Yi was in a catastrophe, he was the one who accompanied him to Lihenhai again. As a father and Qingyan as an elder brother, at that time, they couldn't move like dead flesh. Yin's greatest shame.
Now that things have happened, he doesn't have the confidence to blame others for dragging Ah Yi for so many days, so he can only pretend not to see it.
Qing Yan looked at Xuan Yi, she was holding Qi Nan, who was crying and swollen, talking, and based on his understanding of this little girl, he might not be able to ask her anything, so he simply turned to Fu Cang, the first time Once he showed a sincere expression: "Shenjun Fu Cang, this time my little sister was able to escape from danger, thanks to your help, this kindness, Zhuyin will definitely repay it."
The Hua Xu family, who valued the gift, immediately returned the gift gracefully. Before he could say polite words, Qingyan laughed again: "You can hold the number one hot potato in the world and never lose it again."
As expected, it was the number one hot potato in the world, Fu Cang couldn't help laughing.
Xuan Yi smiled and held Qin Nan's arm, looked him up and down: "Qinan, his face is swollen, it's very ugly."
Qi Nan was exhausted these days. All three members of his family disappeared inexplicably. Later, the emperor and Xiaolong were thrown in front of the mountain gate without warning, and it was unknown who brought them back. When they came back, the princess disappeared again. When he saw that she was all right, he only had old tears left.
Xuan Yi smiled and wiped his tears with his sleeve, and raised his eyes to see that Qing Yan was planning to invite Fu Cang into the Shenyi Tower, presumably intending to inquire about Lihenhai, she narrowed her eyes, and suddenly said: "This matter ends here, don't to seek revenge."
Qingyan and his father will definitely not be willing to let Qingyang clan go, but firstly, Shaoyi has the soul of the emperor for millions of years, if he really wants to fight desperately, his father and Qingyan will never be rivals; secondly, Qingyang clan The heart feather ghost that the emperor planted for them knows whether Shaoyi has really taken it back. If she is Shaoyi, she will probably not take it back, so she has the means to coerce them not to tell about Lihenhai.
Emperor Zhongshan said angrily: "The Qingyang clan's junior is playing tricks on Zhuyin clan like this, how could he let him go like this!"
Xuan Yi said calmly: "I don't know if your heart feathers are really severed. I don't want to work hard in vain. Please father restrain your anger."
Emperor Zhongshan was left speechless by what she said, and the bottom line is that this incident was all caused by his bad habits. Not only did A Cui die, A Yi was seriously injured and endangered, but he was also planted in his heart. feather. Whether he was a husband or a father in half his life, he was really too bad, too bad.
He let out a long sigh, turned around and left the Shenyi Tower without saying a word.
Xuan Yi didn't care about him, and was about to go to Zi Mansion, but he heard Qi Nan carefully ask: "Princess, you and Lord Fu Cang..."
Although he was dizzy with excitement, he could still see the Hua Xu's long car in front of the mountain gate clearly. The princess should have been with God Fucang these few days, and this situation made his head full of fog. I don't know if it's because Princess Gao Xing and God Fucang are getting involved again, or if I'm worried that they're tossing each other to the death.
…to say that proves that they really have something.
Qi Nan was dazzled by the relationship between the two of them, which was sometimes extremely bad and sometimes lingering. He didn't expect the princess to get entangled with him again. He turned out to be a big stick to break up mandarin ducks for more than 20,000 years, and he didn't even know that he was so bad.
Xuan Yi broke through the clouds, and the luxuriant Empress Sang in the purple mansion immediately came into view. She walked slowly under the tree, looked up at the intertwined red and green leaves, and was in a daze for a long time.
An unsealed letter was suddenly delivered to him, and Qi Nan looked a little hesitant.
"Princess, forgive me for not giving you this letter until now. I originally didn't want you to have any further entanglements with Lord Fucang."
Xuan Yi took the envelope suspiciously, there was not a single ink dot on it, only Hua Xu's cloud crest was printed on it.
"I guess this should have been sent by God Fu Cang more than 20,000 years ago, around the time when the princess' heartbreak relapsed and she fell asleep."
She slowly pulled out the letter paper, but she didn't write a single word. She suddenly felt funny in her heart, but after the smile, there was a burst of astringency, and after the astringency, there was a bit of sourness, and finally all the ripples calmed down.
"I see." She folded the letter and put it back into the envelope. With a flick of her fingertips, the letter flew into the bedroom and fell into the drawer.
Seeing her expression of "I understand", Qi Nan was immediately at a loss: "Princess...do you understand?"
Xuan Yi nodded.
But he didn't understand at all! Qi Nan really wanted to ask, but he felt bored when asked by an old priest about this kind of affection, so he had to take two steps back: "I'm going to prepare refreshments for the princess."
Xuan Yi stared at Emperor Sang for a while, then turned back and walked towards Yuan Zhan Hall. There were rows of crystal shelves under the window of the bedroom, all of which were all kinds of small things she made out of candles and white snow over the years. Under the sky, these white snows are so clear and dazzling.
She picked up a white snow peony, put it in her palm and stared at it for a moment, then turned her wrist again and again, the snowball in her palm was as black as night.
Actually... the pitch-black snow is also quite beautiful.
When she woke up from Chunjun, she felt that her body was not right, she was heavy and heavy, she was always sleepy for no reason, but she could only sleep for a short time each time, and then she was awakened for no reason. Is it going to perish? Or will it become the same thing as those monsters in Lihen Hai?
What Shaoyi had said half-jokingly several times suddenly echoed in his ears: You may be older than me when you become a Demon King ~www..com~ Is she really going to become a Demon King? Although it doesn't sound bad, it's more interesting than being Wang Shu, but this is the time when the heavens slaughter demons, and because of Qing Yan and her father's feelings, she probably can't tell about Li Hate Hai. This time, she really turned from a savior to a devil for no reason. When she thought that the generals would deal with her in groups like they dealt with the maharajah, she felt that it was extremely absurd.
Xuan Yi bumped the black snow ball, took it back with a lack of interest, turned around and took two steps, suddenly felt a tearing pain on the back of her hand, she subconsciously pressed it, but her palm caught a piece of cold falling dragon. scale.
She squinted at the palm-sized pitch-black dragon scale, and then looked at the back of her hand. The pitch-black turbid air penetrated the flesh and blood, the wound healed quickly, and the pain dissipated in an instant.
The autumn wind blew past her red skirt, and for the first time, it made her feel a bone-chilling chill.
The cloud was broken, and familiar footsteps sounded. Xuan Yi put the fallen dragon scales into his sleeves, turned around, and the **** in white was walking towards her. () "Half City Fengyue" only represents the author Shishilang's point of view. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!