Xiangli agreed to transform into a shape, and Huo Ling'er was overjoyed, and immediately recited Nangong Xiangjiao's heart formula. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but at a glance she was already in human form, and immediately regretted that his intestines were black again--he forgot that when mortals first came, they were usually naked.

He complained in his heart, how could he be so careless, patronizing Zhang Luo's flower hammock, but he missed the most important thing and prepared a blanket for her.

It was too late to regret it, so he could only quickly think of a remedy, so he hid his head behind his sleeve and searched all over the Fire Spirit Pavilion to see if he could find something to cover.

The Fire Spirit Pavilion was empty, and there was nothing but flowers and hammocks, let alone something to cover shame. He was anxious, but when he heard the direction of the hammock, two indistinct words came out: cloak.

"Cloak?" he was stunned, and quickly looked over his body, and on the honey-colored brocade robe he was wearing, he was indeed draped in a brocade cloak with white ripples and gold silk edges. He panicked, forgot to look for himself, his heart suddenly lightened, and without saying a word, he ripped off his cloak, leaned closer to the hammock with his back, and covered Xiangli with a trembling voice.

can finally wrap it up, Xiangli's heart torn by shame slowly calmed down, and she stopped crying.

After a while, her joints were no longer as stiff as they had been when she first came out, and she moved her hands to wrap herself tightly from neck to toe, leaving only her head outside, and sat in a daze among the flowers.

There was no sound of rustling behind her, and the fire bell knew that she was dressed, so she turned around and looked at her stupidly.

He had seen Sanya, the exotic woman who looked like a zombie, and even if she was born beautiful, he didn't have any special feelings.

But the fragrance in front of him, although her facial features are the same as Sanya's, and then fall into his eyes, she is so beautiful and smart.

I saw her eyebrows turning, and her eyes were like autumn water. The ice muscles were as pale as snow, and the slender foot exposed under the cloak had a smooth and soft complexion like jade porcelain, which made him want to pinch it.

However, as soon as he had this idea, he was so frightened that he desperately stopped, for fear that he would not control it well, and he abruptly surprised the beauty, and she misunderstood that he was a prodigal son, and lost trust from then on.

The flowers he picked were all discolored compared to her beauty, but the face that was more beautiful than the flowers was so haggard that he felt distressed. If she wasn't able to move, she really couldn't see it, with the breath of a living person.

The lips that should have been red are not half the color of blood compared to her face, these features make her different from Sanya. But after the persecution of the two girls by Nangong Xiang, after all, they used the same body, and after the Six Realms War, who could survive was really a contradictory question.

Xiangli reached out her little hand from her cloak and reached for the fire bell. He was flattered and did not dare to hold it tightly, but carefully held it up with his man's big hand, but it was so cold that he was excited.

"Xiangli, just now...... Are you talking to me?" he didn't know whether to rejoice or mourn, so he could only ask knowingly, wanting to hear her voice again.

"Yes. She spoke again, her voice muffled, but to him was as clear and bright as the morning dew on the blades of grass.

"You tell me, Nangong Xiang ...... How have I been tormenting you so that you are weak......? What can I do to get you out of the fire pit?"

Xiangli was weak all over, desperately trying to gather strength and speak with strength. But Huo Ling'er's question made her speechless.

Hundreds of years passed, day after day, she was locked in a dark box, and from time to time she could hear her father's voice, but she could never recognize him, and she was numb to this kind of torture.

At first, she would still be sad, and she would want to run away and be free, but now, apart from revenge, she no longer thinks about it - she only hopes that one day, she can seek revenge against Nangong Xiang and Sanya.