Lan Ling's eyes showed the entanglement and complexity in her eyes, in fact, she really couldn't understand these men, when they were held in her hand by Shangguan Yunxiao, she was disdainful of others; Now I am willing to let go, but I feel unbalanced in my heart. Hey, I used to think that only women were more complicated, but now I know that men's thoughts are not very simple.

"Well, if nothing else, the king will leave first. You, do it yourself. After the words fell, he turned around and strode out of Lan Ling's room. Dressed in blue, dancing without wind, reflecting the candlelight, like a divine truth, coming and going ethereal, leaving no trace.

At the moment when Ling'er left, looking at the tail of her fluttering robe, inexplicably, Lan Ling actually stretched out an impulse in his heart, wanting to reach out and grab something, but he didn't have the courage. In the end, I could only look at this deep blue and disappear into the depths of my eyes...

I don't know what to do, and I go deep. The seeds are silently sprinkled, but the authorities are just confused. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time!

Palace of the Apocalypse:

The night is deep here, and the morning light is shining. The soft sunlight radiates a warm glow, gently caressing the earth.

In the early morning, no matter how many times it is cycled, it can always give people a sense of hope and refreshment.

Sandalwood curls and strings are faint.

In the Jinluan Treasure Palace, Nangong Tianlan was sitting in danger. The sword-like sword eyebrows are a little tightly converging, and the eyebrows are deeply locked. His dark eyes were deep, staring closely at the report in front of him. At this moment, no one knows whether his feelings are happy or angry.

"Your Majesty, you have been sitting like this all night, you have to pay attention to take care of the dragon's body." A young and slightly older father-in-law couldn't help but remind, with a deep worry in his eyes.

He didn't know what was wrong with the emperor, but since he got this report last night, the emperor has been in this posture and attitude, and he has been sitting in a daze all night. Although the emperor has divine skills to protect his body, he is a **mortal fetus after all, and if he boils like this, his iron body will not be able to hold it. The emperor is the son of their apocalypse, their hope, if something happens, he can't afford it.

However, he is not unclear about the emperor's temper, when he was a prince in the past, his personality was relatively cold, and now, compared to the past, it is even better. Don't say it's his words, even if the emperor is too high, his own brother speaks, he may not be able to listen, how good is this.

The father-in-law looked at Nangong Tianlan who was still motionless, his brows were deeply locked, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed softly.

"Hey......" He really wanted to know what was written in the newspaper to make the emperor like this.

"The little princess is missing in the territory of Fengguo..."These clear words are written on the rice paper of Nuoda.

At the beginning, the shadow guard was sent to follow Ling'er, but it was only a temporary idea. It's just that after receiving this report, somehow, that cold heart, in an instant, seemed to be caught by something, a kind of sour feeling couldn't help but be revealed. He had never felt this before. He is a cold-hearted person, and there are very few people or things that can drive his affection. It's just that little girl, I don't know when it started, has quietly infiltrated his heart.

On the day of the imperial palace, he missed and seriously injured her; In the palace, he deliberately placed her under house arrest. Again and again, he hurt her and lost her. The "Brother Sky Wolf" when I first met, that kind of deep longing, sincere emotion, I am afraid that I will never see it anymore. It was he himself who gradually forced her innocent face to distort, or perhaps, now she should be resentful and hateful to him.

The corners of the smooth mouth gradually hooked up a curvature, not a smile, but a self-deprecation. Heaven has something to do, but he can't live for his own evil, who can he blame for coming to this point.

"If you want to achieve great things, your relatives can be killed!" In his ears, the master's admonition before his death reverberate.

Yes, those who want to achieve great things can kill their loved ones. The country or the beauty, he can only take care of the former, he wants to be above 10,000 people, and he is destined to be lonely for a lifetime and be a lonely person.

The hands that pinched the report gradually tightened, and in the deep eyes, the ink color became darker, and the emotions and softness of the memories were still all hidden, replaced by solemnity and coldness.

If you want to achieve great things, your relatives can be killed! If you want to achieve great things, your relatives can be killed! If you want to achieve great things, your relatives can be killed!

In an instant, in Nangong Tianlan's mind, there was only one sentence left. In the end, power prevailed over his yearning for his children's private affairs. In some ways, Nangong Tianlan is indeed very suitable to be a king and rule the country.

Because he is ruthless enough, ruthless enough.

Since ancient times, emotions have never been suitable for a king.

The newspaper had already turned into powder in his hands, and he raised his eyebrows coldly, "Come on!" ”

"The old slave is here!" The father-in-law, who had been guarding Nangong Tianlan's side, immediately took two steps forward and bowed.

"The birthday of the Empress of Fengguo is approaching, spread my will, prepare a generous gift, I will personally go to Fengguo to congratulate her." As he spoke, Nangong Tianlan had already stood up, his body was slightly deflected, and his eyes looked into the distance with empty eyes.

"The old slave will give the order, and this will be done." After the words fell, he slowly got up and retreated outside the hall, and just when he was about to exit the palace gate, Nangong Tianlan spoke again.

"Wait a minute!" The sword raised his eyebrows, then picked up the wolf howl on the royal table, and walked with the pen, "Tie this letter to the leg of the carrier pigeon that sent the report." Remember, you'll have to do it yourself, and if anything goes wrong, watch your head! ”

"The old slave understands, the old slave must do it, the emperor can rest assured." The father-in-law immediately stepped forward and brought the letter on the table, "If the emperor has no other instructions, the old slave will do it first." ”

Nangong Tianlan turned around, his majestic figure turned his back to him, and said lightly, "Go ahead." ”

"Wow!"

"I will spare no effort to find the whereabouts of the little princess, and I will come soon."

This is what Nangong Tianlan wrote on paper, and in the end, he still couldn't do it, and he was ruthless to the end.

and this trip to Fengguo, whether the purpose is rights or something else, even he Nangong Tianlan himself didn't figure it out...

Prince Yun's Mansion:

Ling'er sat in the room and used the purple spirit flower to cultivate her spiritual power.

Since she became one with this body, she found that her cultivation of spiritual power had become faster, almost twice the result with half the effort. What is the relationship between her and this Shangguan Yunxiao, she has not yet figured it out, but she can be sure that there must be some kind of connection between the two of them, otherwise, these strange imaginations have a way to explain it.

After leaving Lan Ling's room last night, he originally wanted to explore the mansion of Feng Allure City at night, but Xuan Yi came with news that he had determined that the spirit dog was not in the Tainu Mansion at all. However, the disappearance of the greyhound has nothing to do with Feng Chengcheng, Ling'er is sure. So since the greyhounds are not in the princess's mansion, where is they hidden?

The answer to this question can only be found from Feng Chengcheng.

Yesterday, the housekeeper learned that Feng Xian'er's birthday is approaching, so she should come over under this name every day. But now that she has become like this, how can she talk to his family every day, whether she recognizes each other, or it is better to hide it.

Originally, she changed from a beast to a human, which was already very strange, but now, she is even more integrated with Shangguan Yunxiao. If his family knows about this every day, I don't know if he can still accept it calmly, and don't think much about it...

This damn crossing, this transformation of the pit father, is really going to kill the baby.

Ling'er roared angrily in her heart at this moment: God, you have a grudge against your aunt and grandmother, Nima Dan, even people can't let her do it well.

But having said that, the thought of seeing his family every day in a short time still makes me feel very happy.

As soon as she thought of the emperor killing the sky, Ling'er couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart, and she felt warm.

Although the master said that love is a poison that pierces the intestines, and love is a passing cloud, she seems to have fallen into it, perhaps, this is the so-called love.

For the man called Emperor Killing Heaven, she wants to cherish her life! Go and protect him!

And the poison on his body, she will definitely solve it.

Every day, wait for me! Ling'er said silently in her heart.

The purple spiritual power floated throughout the room, and the purple light around Ling'er's body was the deepest, shining brightly. Purple spirit flowers are fluttering, and the scene looks like a fairyland on earth, and the beauty makes people feel dazzling.

Even Ling'er herself didn't notice that in the process of her cultivation, her skin became more and more tender, like a freshly peeled egg, tempting.

Ling'er cultivated nothing else, it was the Lingxiao Whip Mental Method that his grandmother left her in the Linglong Pagoda. This Lingxiao whip method is the best skill book in the magic technique, it has the effect of eternal appearance and rebirth, if you cultivate to the top, you will be young forever, and the bone meridians with excellent cultivation talent are the treasures of the treasures. However, this skill can only be cultivated by those who have pure royal blood. Therefore, Ling'er is the only candidate.

The gestures were closed, and the purple spiritual power gradually dissipated, and the purple eyes opened, releasing the color of demon annihilation. Ling'er got up, took a deep breath, and looked at the sky outside, it was already early morning. The only advantage of being an abnormal person is that you don't have to eat and sleep like a normal person, in short, even if Ling'er doesn't eat or sleep, it won't have any effect on the body.

"Tsubasa, I know you're here, come in." Ling'er walked leisurely to the table with snacks, took a pen and put www.biquge.info heart in her mouth.

Everyone must be very strange, didn't you just say that Ling'er's body doesn't need to eat and sleep normally, why is she...

If Ling'er heard this, she would definitely retort with white eyes: Nima eggs, my sister eats not because my sister is hungry, it's just that her mouth is too lonely, okay!

The world of foodies, everyone should understand.

As soon as Ling'er's words fell, a dark figure floated in.

"Master."

"Well, sit down." Ling'er held up a piece of dim sum and handed it to Xuan Yi's eyes.