Huanhuan flew into the sky, the island of the dead was over, the fog was filled, and he couldn't see the direction clearly, a meaningful smile flashed at the corner of his lips, and Jiang Xiaocha's scalp was numb.

"Mirror-like ......"

Before she could say anything, Huan Huan suddenly fell from mid-air, his wings wrapped around his body, and smashed down, Pan Sen was startled, hurriedly flew up, took Huan Huan, and landed firmly next to the sculpture.

"Huan'er......" Pan Sen looked at him nervously.

Nalan Huan's face was pale, cold sweat continued, the big red wings disappeared, leaving only a remnant of the flowing fire, Jiang Xiaocha was also very nervous, and trotted over, "Huanhuan, how is it, are you okay?"

Huan Huan clenched the socket of his back teeth, and endured the sharp pain like a stick, "It's okay." ”

Fu Rujing said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't struggle, I know, if you want to torture me, it's as easy as a hand, I can't beat you, but this island of the dead is my territory, you should be obedient and obedient, so as not to cause unpleasant things to happen." ”

Jiang Xiaocha looked at him speechlessly, could it be that what is happening now is a pleasant thing?

Huanhuan wanted to try again, Pan Sen held his hand, "Huan'er, don't struggle, each race has its own special prohibition, beyond strength, forcibly breaking the ban is harmful to your body, follow the trend, there will be a way to solve it." ”

The Island of the Dead looks like a dead island, with sparse vegetation and few people, but it has a lonely and tragic beauty under the sunset.

Even if Sheng Jing and Jiang Xiaocha were unwilling, they were trapped on the island of the dead.

Helpless.

Inside the castle, Jiang Xiaocha walked anxiously, Sheng Jing was much calmer, closed his eyes and recuperated, his face was always pale, as if he had never had a good look since he knew her.

Do you have to be trapped on the island of the dead for the rest of your life?

"Fu Rujing's lifespan is so long, can't we get out of this island if he doesn't die?"

Sheng Jing shook his head, "It's better to be patient, it's up to who can consume whom." ”

"Each of you has such a long lifespan, who has time to spend it on you. Jiang Xiaocha pursed her lips and didn't say a word, she had always not embarrassed herself, and thought of something happy, "Where did Huanhuan go, since it's so boring, I might as well appreciate my son's prosperous beauty." ”

Spectacular, "......"

His face also belongs to the category of beauty in the prosperous age, right?

Above the castle, Huan Huan sat on the highest place, his legs swaying, watching the waves crashing on the beach, the young man's face was extremely cold, even a little gloomy.

Pan Sen came over and sat beside him, "Huan'er, what are you doing here alone?"

"Think. Huan Huan said, the wind on the beach was strong, blowing his waist-length hair, dancing in the wind, Pan Sen wrapped a small silk around his fingers, and looked at him cautiously, "Huan'er, your hair is too long, can I tie your hair?"

Huan Huan's long fingers curled up his long hair, and he said indifferently, "Whatever you want." ”

Pan Sen's eyes lit up, he stood behind him, his hands inserted into his long hair, Huanhuan's long hair was long and black, very soft, and very comfortable to touch.

Pan Sen lifted his long hair, half-tied it behind his back, and tied it with a ribbon, the light blue ribbon matched his black hair perfectly, and the hairband flew with the hair, soft and beautiful.

"Huan'er is so beautiful. Pan Sen couldn't help but blurt out.

Huan Huan was stunned, and Pan Sen was also stunned, his face turned red in the sunset, and he stood helplessly looking at him.

Huanhuan turned his head sideways, supported the side of his face with one hand, and looked at him with a smile, "Xiaoyu, do you like me so much?"