Chapter 1327: In the end it was for Beitinghuang

Chapter 1327 is finally for Beitinghuang

He didn't say these words of Bei Ting Jing, and Bei Ting Huang could know. Including Bei Tingqing and the others went for thirty-three days. Although there were many reasons, they were ultimately for Bei Tinghuang. However, Bei Tingqing knew that there was a source of chaos in Bei Tinghuang's body, which was the treasure that the Spirit God Clan wanted, so what about the other three major families? What are they for?

Bei Tinghuang still didn't want to implicate them all.

Nangong Cang was still so cunning, he saw Bei Tinghuang's thoughts in his eyes, he sighed slightly, and said helplessly, "Boss, we are all old bones, even if we had any ambitions before, we can't do it all the time. For more than a hundred years, it has almost been obliterated, but who made us advance to the rank of God again? Life is infinitely extended, if cultivation is only for the purpose of living in a fool, it will lose its meaning. In addition, these juniors, how can Doesn't one follow you every day? Do you think they won't go if we don't go? Just pretend...we're power forwards for you!"

No matter how much Bei Tinghuang objected, it was useless.

There is only one night before the grand event in Yancheng. After the grand event is over, the people in Phoenix City will go their separate ways. That night, Bei Tinghuang's mood could not be calm all the time. She and Yan Ye sat on the roof of the Jiuling Hall's bedroom. She was dressed in palace attire, and her hair was only wrapped with a purple silk ribbon, which was scattered behind her head, layer by layer. Layers of purple skirts are scattered on the glazed tiles, as enchanting as fairies flying out of the moon palace.

The taste I have tasted before is sweet but not greasy, smooth and tender, with a touch of aroma. The feeling of tasting is like the cream cake eaten in the world's top restaurants, made by the greatest masters in France The kind, even, is more delicious than that kind of cream cake.

"Yan Ye's lips, I am afraid that all the delicious food I have eaten in the past and present life are not as good as his lips, I really want to take another bite!" Bei Tinghuang listened to the sound of the flute, imagining the beauty of Yan Ye's lips , suddenly lost her mind, and thought of kissing him before, she almost lost her wits, Bei Tinghuang's originally bright eyes dimmed because of some disappointment.

The sound of the flute is melodious, like the breeze passing through the bamboo forest, like the moonlight shining on the lake, and like a lover's whispering sound beside the pillow. In the entire city of Yan, there are countless people sitting by the window, looking at the moon in the sky that will be full in just one night, and listening to the sound of the flute that is unique in the sky. , Thoughts were carried far away by the sound of the flute.

Only Bei Tinghuang was distracted while listening to the sound of the flute. Although the sound of the flute is beautiful, it is not half as good as the people around me. Is this because I didn't catch my mouth?

Yan Ye couldn't continue blowing, he even heard the sound of the little guy swallowing saliva as he looked at his lips. Halfway through the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", Yan Ye put down the flute, raised her hand and pinched Bei Tinghuang's face, "With this salivating look, do you wish you could swallow me right now?"

(end of this chapter)

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