Sycamore rain is fine. Gradually, it made an autumn sound, and was shattered by the wind.

It's night.

In the forbidden place behind the mountain of the Falling Snow Holy Land.

It is Lin Shuying's boudoir.

Outside the house, it was drizzling and chilling. The shadow of the leaf swayed, but it was crumbling. The mist rises, like a spring scene.

The fragrance of laurel is even stronger, mixed with the moist aroma of rain, which spreads with the wind.

The blood-red maple leaves, which are as bright as the sunset, are now dull under the drizzle of the sycamores.

It's just the darkness of twilight.

The finches were not crying for joy, but were completely silent in the shadows of the leaves. There are also alien birds squatting under the eaves to watch the rain.

In the distant stream and pond, green lotus and goldfish stand side by side, quietly gazing at the rippling ripples.

The cool breeze slanted and rolled up a light drizzle.

Houshan was originally an uninhabited place, and even now there are a few aliens living there, all of them are far apart, living a life of basic isolation, although it is pure and comfortable, but it is inevitably lonely.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, it certainly sounds like the word "clear".

Noodles are born from the heart.

If the heart is "clear", the face will naturally be clear.

But this purity is really rare.

The four people in the room sat around a table.

At the beginning, Huang Yekui came to meet a friend who had not met for a long time, and the original plan was to meet in person, at least, in the future, it will not be in one place, but the distance between heaven and earth.

After all, the nightflower is too weak now.

Although, this so-called imposter emperor is not a strong man. But that was in their so-called atmosphere, which was undoubtedly the best circle in the world.

There are countless geniuses, demons, talents, fairies and the like.

And today's Huang Yekui, although he has the confidence to return to the original level. It's realistic, it's not necessary.

It's good now.

Huang Yekui thought that for this friend who had rarely seen each other, he would see him once less. So much so that maybe the next moment will be forever separated.

After all, there are so many accidents in this world.

can tell these strange words without being alarmed,

Sudden surprises have become common knowledge.

For this fake emperor, Huang Yekui has a lot of feelings.

The other two are women.

One is the ruler of Meishan and the five elders of the Snow Holy Land.

In a high position, he holds real power.

Moreover, its glamorous name has spread all over the world, and it is known as the first beauty in the snow holy land.

There are many monks and scholars who have seen one and have been mistaken for life. Countless monks secretly swore that she would not marry in this life.

There are also monks from many other places who come to see it.

It is rumored that its suitors can walk around the Snow Emperor City three times hand in hand.

The other is the purpose of this trip.

Huang Yekui came to see her this time.

The primordial nightflower was reluctant to come.

But the words spoken by the helpless man were impossible to refuse.

Whether you live happily or sadly, as long as you are still alive and alive in front of your eyes, you will laugh and be sad.

This in itself is extremely rare.

Over the years, Huang Yehua has never thought like this, and never had such an idea.

Available today.

After personally looking at the man in front of him, Huang Yehua was born with such thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

Where it came from is unknown.

Probably, the unique aura of the fake emperor.

So, Huang Yekui was staring, staring at this beautiful woman she hadn't met for a long time.

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There is probably only such a passage that can describe it.

The hands are like soft wattles, and the skin is like clotted fat. The collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a rhinoceros. The head of the mantis has eyebrows, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes.

It's really a woman like a sparse shadow.

Nightflower lowered her head and chuckled.

Watching the three of them drink and have a happy face.

Huang Yehua smelled the rain and moisture that clearly entered the boudoir, mixed with the quiet body fragrance of the two national colors.

Huang Yekui suddenly felt that the so-called life, probably as long as you live comfortably.

The so-called good day appreciation, drinking and having fun.

As if with a breath of ease,

Huang Yehua has never drunk alcohol, even if it is a rare elixir rain and dew in the world, Huang Yehua is not touching, not because of the wrong taste, but just simple, I hate drinking, and I have a more sober understanding of the surroundings.

Nightflower hates it.

The three of them seem to have been friends since childhood, but at this point, Huang Yehua can't understand it.

Xia Dongjun is undoubtedly the emperor, although he is a fake emperor.

But it's also nominal, a genuine emperor.

is the adopted son of the emperor,

Although there is no blood relationship, family affection itself is connected by emotion, and blood seems to be secondary.

Even so, the outside world is indispensable for trivial messages about him.

And this Xia Qingwu is the sister of this Xia Dongjun.

Yes, sister.

It's like a celestial immortal.

- The Imperial Maiden.

She is also a woman who is known as "Laurel" by the outside world.

"Laurel" - summer light dance.

Huang Yekui didn't know how to describe this inscrutable woman, in all fairness, Huang Yekui only felt that she was too mysterious, so far, she had never heard of rumors and deeds about Xia Qingwu, nor had she ever seen Xia Qingwu's cultivation of exercises and strength.

Its existence seems to be covered with a veil of mystery, and the whole body is filled with the meaning of being isolated from the world.

It's clearly close at hand, but it seems to be far away.

I felt it clearly and clearly, feeling Xia Qingwu's dreamy fairy face, but it was also hazy and could not be clearly confirmed in my mind.

It's so beautiful.

Still.

Can't remember.

Nightflower frowned.

It's unbelievable and perverse for common sense women.

These are brothers and sisters who are not related by blood.

Diametrically opposed to his younger brother.

Huang Yehua sighed.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different.

Xia Dongjun took a sip of the mellow elixir and said with a smile.

"Life is changing rapidly, and I never thought that even the night flower would fall to this. ”

"Haha, it's so comfortable!"

Xia Qingwu laughed softly like a silver bell.

But you can only hear it.

The sound of water dripping from the eaves falling into the dirt.

You can feel it clearly and clearly.

This musk-like fragrance suddenly makes people fall into a sea of flowers, ethereal and beautiful.

Huang Yekui was at ease, and did not secretly feel sad because of his words.

Huang Yehua sandwiched the dishes from Lin Shuying's hands.

This is the color-tailed chicken.

Huang Yehua said as a matter of course.

"Dongjun ......"

"How do you know?"

Xia Dongjun had a helpless expression.

"Nightflower, you're not talking nonsense. ”

"In this world, as long as I want, there can be things that can be hidden from my ears. ”

"After all, I'm a very reliable daddy!"

Nightflower sprinkled salt directly on his wound.

"You're really familiar with this imposter emperor. ”

Xia Dongjun had an indifferent expression on his face.

"Nightflower, you still think about how you should spend your life more happily and happily in the future. ”

This taunt he had heard since he was a child.

At first, there will be some unwillingness.

I have long forgotten what it feels like to be unwilling.

Maybe it's just an innocent child that the emperor picked up casually, or maybe it's just a stubborn boy who didn't pester the emperor when he was a child.

Xia Dongjun preached again.

"Don't think I don't know, Yehua, you're a golden house!"

"And one is two!"

"Tsk!"

"Nightflower, your bed warmer is amazing enough......"

"Now I am married to the daughter of the old man of Qingcheng Sword Immortal......"

"It's called Yang Shihan......"

"I heard that she is a beautiful woman with a beautiful and fragrant country, but it's a pity that she can't step into the avenue of cultivating immortals!"

Xia Dongjun chattered on and on.

Huang Yekui only felt that he was as annoying as a flying fly, and couldn't help but want to beat him up to shut his mouth.

"Yes, Yang Shihan, the daughter of the Qingcheng Sword Fairy, is an ordinary person who can't cultivate. But she is a gentle and kind wife. ”

Xia Dongjun stared at Huang Yekui with a strange expression, and preached with a smile.

"Nightflower...... Don't you know?"

Huang Yekui saw him like this.

"What?"

Xia Dongjun made a forehead support.

"Yehua, don't you ask about a wife and concubine?"

Huang Yekui looked dazed.

"Inquiring?"

Xia Dongjun wanted to drink a lot of wine, but he felt an inexplicable chill, and he shivered.

Then he sneered.

Yang Shihan ...... It's not easy. ”

"Nightflower will understand in the future. ”

"Words are better than deeds. ”

Nightflower narrowed her eyes.

Xia Dongjun started again.

"Speaking of which, I've never seen the Holy Maiden of your Feather Immortal Sect!"

"I don't even know the name, if you hadn't claimed that you already had a holy woman, I really don't think you would have any holy women. ”

"It's worth treating ...... like this"

"What kind of character is that?"

"Night flower, it's better to introduce it. ”

Nightflower shook her head.

I took another bite of the dish and chewed it carefully.

"It's better for her not to know about her existence, let alone to think about contact. ”

"It's better to have never known there was such a person. ”

Xia Dongjun was surprised.

"What does that mean?"

Huang Yekui shook her head, not wanting to dwell too much on the matter.

Xia Dongjun smiled.

Take a sip of wine.

"Nightflower, something terrible is about to happen here. ”

"I'm sure you're aware of ...... too"

Huang Yehua nodded.

"The evil spirit is rampant, and the remnant sun is like blood. ”

Xia Dongjun smiled.

"With your cultivation at the moment, it's better to stay away from here, what will happen next is far beyond the ...... that you can touch with a single Qi practice."

Huang Yekui said with a smile.

"Is that a requirement?"

Xia Dongjun denied it.

"It's just advice given as a friend, after all, the decision is yours. ”

Xia Dongjun ate the dishes slowly.

"Since the "Immortal Phoenix that Fell to the Mortal Dust" really fell to the mortal dust, this is an era of bright stars, and everyone is moving towards the only goal, the only bright moon. ”

"The stars and the moon. ”

Xia Dongjun put down his wine glass.

Speak softly.