In the empty cave, there is a strange palace, without luxurious decorations, and as far as the eye can see, there are mountain walls, uneven, which looks majestic and terrifying. If it weren't for the braziers on both sides, it would be so dark that you wouldn't even be able to see the road clearly.

Walking to the innermost, there is a circular open space, with a pool in the center, like a modern fountain, and behind the pool, almost two meters away, there is a high platform on which a strangely shaped chair is placed.

The shape of the chair was as if it were held by four unknown beasts, and the posture of the chair was kneeling.

This chair gives people an invisible pressure, which makes people daunted and can't help but want to worship it.

"Strange, where the hell is this? Why am I here? Ling'er muttered to herself suspiciously, in fact, she wanted to ask a question, but no one answered, suddenly thought of something, she quickly raised a hand, "Could it be that you are dreaming again?" ”

The white fingers moved to the vicinity of the cheek and squeezed hard, "Nima, it hurts!" "It seems that this is not a dream?

No, she remembered that she should be in the palace of Feng Kingdom, fighting against Bloodthirsty, how could she be here?

Could it be that she was defeated, captured by Bloodthirsty, and imprisoned here! Why she wasn't impressed at all.

All she remembered was that she felt so hot and painful, so she yelled, and then she fainted. What happened next, she didn't know at all.

Slowly walked towards the strange chair, which seemed to have an invisible attraction to her.

Approaching, there seems to be some pattern on the back of the chair.

"It's like... It's a word! She didn't see it clearly because the light was so dim, and the pattern wasn't obvious, just a little shadow.

Although he didn't know where this was, driven by curiosity, Ling'er's hand still stretched out. Try touching the back of the chair.

The moment her skin pressed against the chair, the pattern glowed.

The purple pupils contracted for a moment, and Ling'er was also a little surprised. But in just an instant, she regained her former calm.

"Quiet... It turned out to be a ghostly character. This time, she clearly saw that the pattern was a ghostly character written in traditional Chinese.

"Huh? You2..."After repeating it twice, she suddenly had a splitting headache, and the strange and desolate voice echoed in her mind again.

"You're mine! You're mine! The fetters of three lives and three lives, you can't escape, you can't escape! ”

"You're mine! You're mine! The fetters of three lives and three lives, you can't escape, you can't escape! ”

"The fetters of three lives and three lives, you can't escape, you can't escape!"

"Can't escape ......"

In my mind, a pair of sad and desperate eyes kept flashing, and I kept repeating these words.

"Ah~ my head hurts! It hurts! Yes! Ling'er held her head with both hands, because of her splitting headache, her body was constantly staggering, and she looked pained.

"Ah~ah! Who are you? Who are you? Yes! It hurts! Ling'er couldn't stand the pain anymore, and her body fell straight down on the chair...

"Ahh

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a different scene.

The big bed decorated with purple Shaman, the antique room, a screen stands not far away, and behind the screen, it should be the door.

The purple little flower eyes stared at the sun, hoping to be bathed in the sun. On the green leaves, the dew of the morning sun has not yet evaporated. A qiē seems so peaceful, as if the one qiē just now did not happen at all.

She is very familiar with this place, it is the bedroom of the Cloud Heaven Palace where she lived last night, and even this quilt is the golden silk phoenix quilt she covered last night, so this is the Cloud Heaven Palace.

"Cloud Heaven Palace..."Ling'er muttered in a low voice, and then suddenly raised her head and opened her eyes wide without knowing what she thought, "Every day! ”

Before the words could be spoken, the man had already run out of the house.

"Master? You're awake! As soon as I went out, I met Xuan Yi who came over with food.

Originally, they all had to stay by Ling'er's side to take care of it, but Yinfeng was worried that Feng Ling would be too noisy and disturb the master's rest, so he let everyone go out. Besides, he also knew that Ling'er was not injured, but just overtired, and he would be fine after a good night's sleep.

Although Ling'er is a person in Yunhai City, she doesn't need to eat and sleep according to the habits of the human world, but after all, Ling'er has been in the human world for so long and has become accustomed to the living habits of the human world, so Yinfeng ordered Xuanyi to bring food over. Originally, Feng Ling was clamoring to come and deliver it, but Yinfeng was not worried about his frizzy personality, so he asked Xuanyi to come over.

As soon as she saw Xuanyi, Ling'er hurriedly grabbed his arm holding the food, and anxiously asked about the situation of Emperor Killing Heaven.

"What about the Emperor Killing Heaven? Where is the Emperor Killing Heaven? How's his injury? While asking, he kept shaking Xuanyi's arm, and the soup he brought over spilled out.

However, Xuan Yi also knew that it was normal for the master to be like this, "Master, don't worry, the Tianze Monarch is out of danger and is recuperating in the room opposite you." However, ......before Xuanyi's words were finished, Ling'er had already rushed towards Emperor Jitian's room and pushed open the door.

The layout of this room is almost the same as her room. It is also purple and white as the main color, which should be arranged according to Shangguan Yunxiao's preferences. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Yunxiao, a person who is so popular, has the same preferences as himself, and likes these elegant, pure and noble colors.

From a person's preferences, you can see the essence of a person, presumably that Shangguan Yunxiao is not a big traitor. It's just not clear why the rumors say it looks the way it does.

On the big purple bed, Emperor Jitian lay quietly. The deep eyes that were usually deep are now obediently closed, and they are a little less angry. The long eyelashes bend upward, and from time to time they swish a few times, presumably in a dream.

Ling'er sat down beside Emperor Jitian and felt his pulse. The toxins in the body have been stabilized, and the injuries have been controlled. Only, what is this strange power. In his body, there seems to be more power than before, a power that has never been seen before!

This power was actually regulating his body on its own, speeding up his recovery from his injuries, so it seemed that this power should be beneficial to him, so leave him alone for the time being.

Since the last goodbye, Ling'er has forgotten about it, how many days have it been since she saw this man. He must have been worried during her absence.

In his sleep, he was still frowning. One can imagine how many things he was troubled about as an emperor. He was already tired, and he had to spare his energy to worry about himself and investigate his whereabouts. Thinking of this, Ling'er couldn't stop feeling distressed.

This man has paid too much for her. Again and again, because she was in a dangerous situation, and this time she almost killed him......

As soon as he remembered the scene where he blocked the bloodthirsty attack for himself, Ling'er felt a little afraid. I really don't know where this fool got his courage.

The slender fingers couldn't help but caress the cheeks of Emperor Jitian, and the cold touch spread from his fingers to his heart. is obviously such a cold person, but it always makes her feel so hot, and every bit of it is about to melt her.

From the first meeting, their fate was doomed. Who would have thought that the dignified King of Tianze, the god of war on the mainland, the most ruthless person, could fall in love with an unknown little beast to the bone. I even fell in love with it.

Thinking of the past, the corners of Ling'er's mouth unconsciously hooked an arc. In the past, when she was a little beast, she really made a lot of jokes.

If it had been someone else, maybe she would have gone to see Hades a long time ago.

So, she seems to be in love with him too. However, she always remembered what Master said, "Love is a poison that pierces the intestines, and love is fleeting." And she promised Master that she would never touch the thing of love, and she would never fall in love with anyone.

A good agent, like a bullet. Because the bullet was cold, it didn't feel any matter whose heart he entered. So, the agent is also cold. Don't let anything be a stumbling block that warms you up.

In that case, you will die!

The fingers that touched Emperor Jitian's cheek slowly contracted back. Every time she thought of this, Ling'er would retreat, and she would tell herself that she couldn't do this, it was wrong.

However, what is right and what is wrong, interpretation and definition, all vary from person to person. Different perspectives of understanding, different positions, and different ideas and views. There is no absolute right or wrong. Right and wrong are often just a matter of human thoughts.

Just as Ling'er's fingers were about to leave Emperor Killing Tian's cheek, Emperor Killing Heaven suddenly opened his eyes.

"Where else do you want to go..."Helpless, sad, longing, worried, and even with the taste of pleading, Emperor Jitian said this. Only, there is no anger.

I don't know why, after listening to his words, I suddenly felt that my eyes were astringent, as if I wanted something to come out. But she held back, she was not an ordinary girl, she was an agent, she was the king of Yunhai City, she had a very heavy responsibility and mission, no matter what kind of identity she was, she was not allowed to cry like an incompetent person.

pursed his lips and smiled, and said briskly: "I don't want to go anywhere, I'm just afraid of disturbing your rest." ”

He saw the changes in her feelings, her deliberately strong, and her bitterness. He understands because they are a class of people. However, he just couldn't help but feel distressed.

The big hand slowly stretched out and attached itself to her small hand. The warm temperature made her feel at ease. The physique of the Emperor Killing Heaven has always been cold. He just wanted to warm her hand, so the palm was carried inside.

Obviously he was so seriously injured, and he knew that he couldn't use Neiri for a short time, but he didn't care about anything just for something as small as her. Just like at that time, he was obviously seriously injured, but he just snorted, and then forced his blood and qi down. For the sake of not letting her worry.

Every day like this, how can she be ruthless and let go.

Backhanded, put Emperor Jitian's hand back under the quilt, "I'm not cold, you are not suitable to use internal force now, and you don't know how to take care of yourself at all." ”

This is the first time that Ling'er has spoken to Emperor Jitian in the form of an adult, although this body doesn't know what's going on, but everyone should still feel unaccustomed. After all, Ling'er has always been a cute image before.

In fact, Ling'er should be glad that Emperor Jitian didn't ask why she became Shangguan Yunxiao. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to explain it.

"Every day, do you feel better, and is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, don't worry. It's just a minor injury, and it's fine. ”

"......" Ling'er didn't say anything, although she wanted to refute Emperor Killing Heaven, but for the sake of his injury, it was better to forget it. Knowing that he is okay is okay, you can rest assured.

Feng Xian'er's birthday, because of this series of accidents, was not held. After the bloodthirsty departure, the envoys of various countries also left in a hurry for various reasons. But it's understandable, after all, they've all been so frightened, who would dare to stay in this place where they almost died for a long time. So Feng Xian'er didn't stop them, so she let them go.

In addition to Emperor Jitian temporarily living in the Cloud Heaven Hall because of his injury, Nangong Tianlan also stayed on the grounds that Feng Tian'er missed her hometown.

Everyone is a calculating person, so they naturally know the purpose of this Nangong Tianlan.

In the imperial study, the empress secretly summoned Feng Tian'er's close maids.

Ambergris swirled like a puff of smoke enveloping the desk. It makes Feng Xian'er, who is struggling to write, look very majestic.

There is so much going on in just one hour today. Although Feng Xian'er is a noble ninety-five, she is also extremely afraid when facing death. Although the situation has subsided, her flustered mind has not been calm for a long time.

I drank the soothing soup, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I would see the scene of the river of blood and hear the voice of the demon. She couldn't sleep at all. That's why I practice calligraphy here, and a ball achieves the effect of calming the mind.

It's just that the effect is not very obvious.

Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door sounded, and Feng Xian'er's hand shook subconsciously, and a pair of calligraphy was invalidated.

"Damn it!" He simply threw the wolf howl and was thrown back into the pen tip of the inkstone, splashing the still ink and staining a stack of fine rice paper.

"Who, don't you know that I don't see a guest! Dare to bother! ”

"Back to Her Majesty, the slave maid is the personal maid of the Empress of the Apocalypse, Cardamom, and you ordered someone to call the slave and maid over."

Because her nerves were in a tense state, she forgot about it. As soon as Cardamom said this, she remembered.

"Come in."

"No, Her Majesty the Empress." Cardamom cautiously pushed the door in and knelt in front of Feng Xian'er.

"Subordinates see Her Majesty the Empress, Long live the Empress Xi à Long live Long live!"

"Cardamom, do you remember why I sent you to Tian'er?" Feng Xian'er sat precariously and asked with a look.

"The subordinates know that they should monitor the Emperor's every move and assist the Empress Niangniang in stabilizing her position in the harem. The lower officials always keep it in mind and do their best for it, and never dare to slack off for a moment. ”

Cardamom, who is Feng Tian'er's maid on the face, takes care of her diet and daily life, but actually has another layer of identity, that is, the shadow guard who directly obeys the orders of the Emperor of Fengguo. Of course, this is only known to Cardamom himself and Feng Xian'er. Even Feng Tian'er didn't know.

"Just remember, just get even."

"Thank you for the grace of Her Majesty the Empress." Then he got up and stood aside.

"Pour me a cup of tea, by the way, you have heard some useful information in the Apocalypse Palace for so long."

"No." Cardamom immediately stepped forward, skillfully picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Feng Xian'er, and then said: "Your Majesty, Emperor Apocalypse is a very cautious person, and his subordinates have been in the Apocalypse Palace for so long, and they have not found anything wrong. However, there is one thing that my subordinates want to report. ”

Hearing this, Feng Xian'er's eyes lit up, "Say!" ”

"Obey, although the queen mother is deeply favored, but the subordinates have found that so far, the queen mother and the emperor of the apocalypse have ......" Speaking of this, Cardamom seemed a little embarrassed to continue.

"What's wrong with them, say!"

"They don't have a round house."

"What!"

This news really made Feng Xian'er feel a lot of trouble. It's been so long since they've been married, and they haven't even had a round house! This doesn't make sense.

Even if he Nangong Tianlan doesn't like Tian'er, he will agree to make Tian'er the queen, and he should estimate the relationship between Tianqi and Fengguo. This marriage is married, why not be a husband and wife?

Provoking Fengguo? If so, he couldn't agree to the marriage at all. So what does he mean by this, Feng Xian'er is completely confused.

Of course, Feng Xian'er would never have thought that Nangong Tianqi didn't want to round the house, but couldn't. Of course, this qiē is all thanks to our Ling'er!

Since she couldn't figure it out, Feng Xian'er didn't continue to study further, anyway, the top priority was not to study why they didn't have a round house, but to ......

"I called you here for another purpose."

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Dusty had just come back from fattening, so I didn't see many old faces. But the name of the subscription background is increasing every day, and the names of those girls who have been inseparable from each other, even see it, and even remember you. It's true... Thank you very much, because you are still here, so I can even persevere. Every day, I pray that tomorrow will be better, and tomorrow I will see more of those familiar names.

Yesterday, I broke 30 subscriptions for a single chapter.,I hope it can break 40 today.,That's how happy it is.。 Slowly, the former partners will come back. Group touch (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭? ～