A bright moon in the sky is like a wash, and the ground is shining, and the silver is shining for thousands of miles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Jian trampled on the fallen leaves on the ground, and the slightly long hem of his clothes swept across the souls of those leaves moaning.

She took the blue peacock into the Qiankun bag on her body, turned around, and flew into the night sky, flying towards the magnificent city.

Looking from afar above Chongyuan City, a purple gas shrouded in purple gas, the Dragon Palace's Chongyuan City, which stood in Zhangcheng, was built on the earth's leylines, and it did not fall for thousands of years, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and releasing the bearing of the exclusive royal family.

How many red faces have gray hair in this city, and how many heroes have spent their lives fighting for this city.

The red-faced heroes are now scattered with the singing and dancing on the dance platform.

Su Jian performed a stealth technique and hung in the sky above Chongyuan City, only to see that the lights in Chongyuan City were bright, as if it were day.

She took out the red coral that Ao Xi had given her from her sleeve, and let the red coral lead her to Long Yu's secret room.

This red coral is a kind of coral that grows in the Yan Sea and can guide the way. If you want to go to a place, just engrave the name of that place on the coral, and the red coral will fly to that place, so just follow the red coral and you will quickly find the place you are looking for.

Su Jian sneaked out tonight.

Originally, she had promised Ao Xi to let him accompany her, but she expected in her heart that the skills of the two divine beasts were not shallow, and if she really encountered danger, Ao Xi would definitely stand in front of her to protect her.

She didn't want Ao Xi to get into trouble because of her anymore.

Originally, Ao Xi was the prince of Yan Hai, but in the future, his father abdicated, and the entire Yan Hai was his, he could have lived the extravagant life of his prince, and then waited for thousands of years to ascend the throne and became the dragon king of Yan Hai to continue to be extravagant, but he had to do some terrible things because of her.

When she was a child, the marriage contract was a joke when her mother Yao Ling and Ao Xi's mother talked and laughed, and now that Yao Ling is also dead, she is also in the world, and there is a possibility of going to death at any time, so she doesn't want to delay him, whether he likes her, or he thinks of his childhood friendship, she doesn't want to drag him down.

Therefore, these are her own affairs, and she will solve them alone.

Su Jian watched the red coral fly towards Chongyuan City, and also sped up, following the red coral closely.

Less leaning, Red Coral stopped in a palace courtyard.

The palace wall is very old, the powder that used to be built on the wall has fallen off, the wall has a thick layer of moss because of the perennial dampness, and the bright moon in the sky has sprinkled a mottled shadow on the wall through the cracks of the trees, but it makes people feel not a little poetic, but a little more desolate and melancholy.

Su Jian's eyes flashed with doubt, and she thought to herself that the secret room where her father was placed was in such a dilapidated palace, what kind of medicine did this dragon buy in the gourd.

But she wondered if the red coral was pointing in the wrong direction

。 Although this is not impossible, Su Jian feels that he is not very good.

After thinking about it, Su Jian decided to go in and have a look.

She thought to herself that if not, she would turn around and come out and continue looking, anyway, the night was still long, and she had time.

She felt that her and her father's hearts were connected, and she had a hunch that their father and daughter would soon be able to see each other, so she was not in a hurry at this time.

Mingyue leaned slightly, leaning on the window lattice that had long been weathered.

The night breeze is cool and quiet.

Su Jian stepped up the moss-mottled stone steps and walked towards the house.

She stretched out her jade-like hand and pushed the door open, and the perennial dust fell down like an elf, floating around.

And Su Jian's body was also around the moment the dust fell, and a transparent barrier popped out in an instant, isolating the dust from the barrier.

Su Jian stood tall, with a wave of his sleeves, the barrier disappeared in an instant, and even the dust flying in the air disappeared with him.

She lifted her foot and walked in, and as soon as she landed on one foot, the white brilliance spread out under her feet like the bright moonlight above the heavenly dome, like a white lotus flower blooming in an instant, swaying in the wind.

The light gradually magnified, like ripples in the water, and expanded infinitely until the whole room was lit up.

Su Jian knew that someone had cast a spell, but she couldn't sense the slightest evil spirit from it, so she didn't quit, but walked straight in.

The dilapidated house changed its appearance in the moment of brilliance, and the original dust-covered scene disappeared at once, replaced by a few bright windows, and the interior was luxuriously furnished, but with a bit of bookish smell.

Then, a frequent girl walked out from behind the carved screen, and Su Jian looked at her age, but she was only the year of cardamom.

The girl's pink delicacy is lightly applied, looking elegant and refined, and it is quite natural to decorate.

Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and she thought that there was something to enjoy. It's just that there is a bit of shyness between the eyebrows, presumably with a sweetheart.

She sat in front of the dresser, stretched out her slender jade hand as white as an onion to open the bronze mirror, and in an instant, a cold light appeared, like the brilliance of a lake that has not yet broken the ice in spring.

After freshening up, she got up and walked to the table.

The table is full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

She tugged at her sleeves and slowly grinded the ink.

She grinded very hard, and her eyes were staring at the inkstone as if there was someone inside.

Su Jian thought, she must be thinking about the lover she missed!

After a long time, the girl finally finished polishing the ink, so she rolled up her sleeves slightly, and began to wield the pen.

Su Jian looked at her technique and knew that her painting skills should be regarded as the best in the previous paintings, and she could have done it with a wave, but she was cautious and cautious in putting down her pen, and she was stunned for a long time to draw a picture, and she really didn't dare to slack off at all.

Su Jian stood beside her, patiently watching her draw, and finally when she put down the brush and a bright smile bloomed on her face, Su Jian felt a little sore in her waist.

Su Jian leaned over and looked, and on the scroll was a young man in brocade clothes, thinking that he was the son of a prince and nobleman.

The young man looked like he was no more than a weak crown, but the domineering spirit of the king between his eyebrows was undisguised on his face.

On the screen, the young man is holding a carved sword and flying in a bamboo forest.

Everywhere the sword light reached, a bamboo leaf fell one after another.

The girl put down the pen in her hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, and gradually a little blush appeared on her face, like the sunset in the sky when the sun was about to set.

Outside the window, the golden sunlight poured in through the window lattice, shining on the girl's face, and a little warmth rose.

She got up and opened the window, and the crisp morning breeze blew in through the window, with a faint scent of flowers.

The girl stretched her waist to the window, stretched her muscles, and then stood in the wind, and blew for a while, until later, perhaps feeling a little cold, she came back and sat down at the table.

The painting had not yet dried, and the ink was still slightly wet, so the girl sat down at the table, admiring the figures on the scroll, while waiting for the ink to dry.

After a while, when the ink was dry, the girl got up and took a framed picture carved from behind the screen.

She carefully placed the painting into the frame, carefully framed it, and moved the frame behind the screen with satisfaction.

Su Jian was thinking about following her in to have a look, and maybe he would find a bunch of portraits of the man behind the screen.

But before she could lift her feet, suddenly the light and shadow twisted and rotated, and the surroundings suddenly changed.

The surroundings have reverted back to the old dust-covered dilapidated houses.

The bright moon outside hung high, still shining coldly on the half-open dilapidated window lattice.

Su Jian was trying to find out where the source of the spell was, but he heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Su Jian turned around and waited for the person outside the door to push the door in.

With a creak, the door opened.

I saw a young man in white walk in.

His face was covered with a layer of moonlight, making his face, which was already as warm and white as jade, seem translucent at this moment.

The dust on the ground was undulating, but everywhere he went, it was spotless, and the dust seemed to have life, as if it was hiding some terrible person, and it was far away from him.