The southeast corner of the capital wide field 'Xueli Palace', shrouded in a layer of faint blue light, the wind and snow can not blow into it at all, the cloud-white palace reflects the tear-like crystal pearl, ethereal and illusory, the palace mother-in-law respectfully bowed her head and stood outside the clear crystal pearl, her head pressed very low:

"Your Highness, the old slave has something important to say."

The blue light covering the outer layer spread outwards from the center, and wisps of ripples rippled outward, and a cold and silent voice came out from the emptiness inside:

"What?"

"Your Highness, the poet girl refused to make a wedding dress for her from the old slave."

'Xueli Palace' was dead silent, the standing figure of the palace mother-in-law shook, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and she swept the 'Xueli Palace' with the corner of her eye, only to see that the blue light outside the 'Xueli Palace' was getting fainter and fainter, and only a thin layer was left, and you could see the crystal clear palace inside, surrounded by clear crystal pearls. Xueli Palace' spun up, emitting a brilliant dazzling light, suddenly, a faint figure appeared above the palace, the golden robe swayed with the wind, the white hair and the goose-featherlike snow fused together, exuding a silver light, like an eagle and the gloomy eyes fell coldly on the palace mother-in-law:

"Granny Gong, you have disappointed the lord of this hall." The voice of the grandmother was very slow, not hurried, but very cold, which made the standing body of the palace mother-in-law shrink for a moment, and said with some trepidation:

"Your Highness, the old slave has done his best."

'Bang', before the words fell, Granny Gong's figure was violently knocked away, rolling a few times in the wind and snow before falling heavily to the ground, stirring up a large number of flying snowflakes, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, Granny Gong didn't dare to wipe it off, got up and knelt in the snow, her head fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice:

"Please spare the life of the old slave, and the old slave will definitely persuade the poet girl again."

"You'd better not disappoint the Lord of the Hall again." After speaking, he raised his eyes and stared in the direction of the 'Picturesque Palace', and his body shook and disappeared into the wind and snow.

After a long time, Granny Gong got up tremblingly, gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and her faded and dim eyes flashed with a cold light, looking in the direction of the 'Picturesque Palace', and let out a low and gloomy sneer.

In the courtyard of the 'Picturesque Palace', the two of them walked in the snow with the picturesque poetry, and the girl had already left, thinking that she had to deal with the charm and the hunger, she felt weak in her heart.

"Poet girl, why do you refuse to wear a wedding dress?" Looking at the poetry and picturesqueness, the purple eyes sank, like a deep ocean in the distance. Shiruhua glanced at him, and understood why he asked like this, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and caught a few pieces of snowflakes that swirled and fell, and blew lightly, and the snowflakes flew up, some of them melted in the palm of his hand, turning into a puddle of snow water, and his palm was cold.

"I didn't agree to the marriage proposal, why do I want to make a wedding dress." The consciousness was faint, but it made Zhu Yan's face stiff a little, and his purple eyes narrowed.

"You shouldn't break Your Highness's heart." The purple eyes flickered, and the eyes fell on the picturesque body, and his eyes were a little disapproving.

"You shouldn't break his heart, then who cares about my heart, knowing that I don't like it, but forcing me, before you speak, have you ever thought about what I want in my heart." The poetic picture turned his head sideways, his consciousness was cold and he asked rhetorically, and his cold eyes stared at the two of them.

Zhu Yu and Yu Yu's eyes flickered a few times, and their brows furrowed slightly, there were some things they knew in their hearts, but they stood on different positions, so their moods were different when considering things.

"Picturesque, that's why you rejected me!" The cold and evil voice sounded on the palace wall, and Shi Ruhua was slightly startled, and hurriedly raised her eyes to look, and her heart sank.

It's out of the customs!! It was the only thought that crossed her mind.

"I've seen Your Highness." Zhu Yu and Yu bowed their heads in unison.

He waved his hand and motioned for the two to step back.

It wasn't until she couldn't see the two of them that she flew down and landed beside Shirutu, seeing her stunned expression, a hint of a smile appeared on her cold face, the corners of her lips were raised high, and her eyes were playful:

"Why, aren't you surprised to see me come out!"

Shiruhua came back to her senses, hurriedly took a few steps back, her eyes flickered a few times, and she pursed her lips and was silent.

With a smile on her face, her gloomy eyes stared at the picturesque poetry, she stretched out her fingers to pick up a few strands of hair that fell on her shoulders, put them on the tip of her nose and inhaled gently, a faint fragrance rushed into her nose, and she smiled evilly:

"Granny Gong said, you refuse me to make a wedding dress for you?"

wanted to pull back the hair, but was pulled tighter, the scalp was a little painful, the picturesque raised eyebrows, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the sharp light flashing under his eyes, and his heart trembled.

"You know I don't like you, why do you force me." The consciousness of anger made Xuan raise his eyebrows, stretched out his arm and hugged her into his arms, his cold fingertips slid over her delicate red lips, and said with an evil smile:

"You forgot what I said, I only give you three days, after three days, whether you agree or not, you will marry me, picturesque, some things are not up to you to choose." With his empty hand waved, he saw two figures appear at the gate of the 'Picturesque Palace' Palace, and he looked at it with picturesque eyebrows, and he was shocked beyond measure, and the resentment that he had endured for a long time in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and his consciousness screamed:

"You are so despicable, let your wife go."

The arm that fell on her waist suddenly exerted force, and the whole person was stuck into the cold arms of the poet, and the evil low voice seemed to have a wisp of laughter, which sounded softly in her ears:

"What I want, I will never miss, picturesque, obediently be my bride, whether the merman can survive depends on your attitude."

The woman was pushed into the courtyard by the personal guard of the squirrel, her long blue hair was messily draped over her shoulders, her pale and handsome face was covered with a few drops of blood, and her indifferent blue eyes without a trace of popularity were even more dead and stiff at the moment, stiff, and occasionally, the light in her eyes that swept through Shiru's body would flicker a little brightly, and soon disappear again.

Shiruhua struggled to break away from his restrained embrace, raised his hand and slapped it on the other party's face, was caught halfway, his five fingers clenched her slender wrist hard, the painful Shiruhua frowned slightly, and a rich ferocity appeared in his eyes, raising his feet and turning around, kicking to the slumber with a compelling cold light. Standing behind her Kuo, her face became extremely cold, and before she could fight back, he slapped her palm on her back, and the light coming out of her palm made her pale and bloodless face twist painfully.

She flew away, and a few turns landed beside her, her fingers were fiercely on her chest, and she screamed in pain, her blue hair danced wildly, her hands and feet twitched rapidly, and she was frightened and hurriedly swept towards her.

"Picturesque, if you don't be obedient again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, abolishing this merman, so that he can never be a man."

Shiruhua immediately paused, her hateful gaze, which was sharper than all the words of hatred, seemed to shoot into the other party's internal organs, digging into her heart and lungs.

"Picturesque, the mana of this merman is controlled by me, life and death are in your hands, I don't force you, if you want him to live, marry me, if you want him to die, I will let you go, how about it?" With her hands behind her back, a smile on her lips that was bound to win, her eyes met the picturesque eyes full of hatred.

Shiruhua's body trembled, the fingers hidden in the water sleeves were tightly buckled into the flesh, the hands were clenched very tightly, and the hated other party was a little dizzy in front of him, and he barely relied on willpower to prevent himself from falling.

The calculation that had been planned for a long time collapsed because Wu Yu was controlled, she was unwilling, unwilling to have no chance of turning the tables in the hands of Xuan Xuan, and she was not willing to be trapped here forever and become a pawn in the hands of Xuan Xuan to deal with He Liyun.

"Tell me, why do you have to be me? Just because I like Heli, your enemy. "I barely forced myself to calm down, and it was only through the poetry that I passed on my consciousness.

When the poet said that he liked Heliyu, his eyes were sloppy, contemplative, glowing with a ghostly light, like black charcoal that had just been annihilated.

"Picturesque, you like He Liyu, it doesn't mean that he likes you, I haven't seen him appear after coming to Du Guang Zhiye for so long, and, according to the news I received, He Liyu is mixed with his second lady all day long, and even the second lady's sister was included in the harem by him, picturesque, is such a man worthy of your affection? I'm all about you, I just want you to stay with me, stay with me for a long time, and nothing else. He took a few steps in front of her, close enough to hear each other's breathing.

"He has women, I know, but so what, you always say that you like me, but your liking is just using my friends to threaten me, blackmail me, and make me submit, what you do, how can you justifiably say that he is not." The consciousness was angry and questioned, gloomy and watery, and his eyes were very sharp, as piercing as if he had just drilled.

"In that case, I'll do it to the end." After speaking, she turned around violently, five fingers and one finger, and her barley was like an uncontrollable puppet being sucked into her hand, her fingers were flying, and she clicked a few times on her body one after another, and she saw that smoke suddenly rose from her body, and she was standing behind her with an expressionless face, and her miserable white face was painfully distorted, and her dead blue eyes could no longer remain calm, falling into madness and despair, 'Ah. She raised her head and shouted, "Bang" her clothes were torn apart, flying in the fluttering snow, her long blue hair dancing wildly pierced into the sky, becoming straight, she clenched her teeth, the fingers of her hands bounced, the silk threads hidden in the flying snow trembled violently, and suddenly, a lightning-like black shadow flew out of his arms and pounced on the snow, while she shrank uncontrollably and fell to the ground, her legs twitched, the billowing smoke filled the air, and in the blink of an eye, a fishtail flashed, swinging in the smoke.

The five fingers of the fishtail squeaked together, grabbed the wreak that rushed towards him, snorted coldly, his eyes showed evil light, the hand that pinched the little neck of the wreath was slightly forced, the fishtail body squeaked wildly, swung her tail indiscriminately, trying to break free, and the face that was exactly the same as that of the wreath was gradually covered by a layer of snow, the small dead gray eyes shot out of a vicious and terrifying light, and the white pupils bulged outward, making the smiling more evil and colder.

"Such a demon, what's the use of staying!"

The poetic picture saw that the woman began to spread from her feet little by little to reveal the fish's tail, staying at the waist and no longer changing, her face had been replaced by hideous, her hands danced, and a strand of silk thread collided with the air, and the bounce started to ignite the firelight, spreading along the silk thread to the woman's body, and then burst out of the aurora, bright, bright, and turned into a sword-like starlight to shoot at the sword.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Yi Yu bent down, with a fist of fire smashed to the ground to the ground, poetic and picturesque frightened, flew up, water sleeve waved, a layer of light waves split towards Yu Xuan, Yi Xuan's face did not change, the fist wind like a long sword piercing the air smashed heavily on Wu Xuan's chest, and the poetic and picturesque light wave also slashed diagonally from Yi Xuan's body, bringing up a piece of blue light, shattering the starry sky, turning into a little starlight shining in mid-air.

Wu Huan was smashed and spit blood, her chest collapsed, and a big mouthful of blood spit out from her mouth, looking at all this, her picturesque eyes were scarlet, and a strange green light appeared in her wolf-like eyes, and her five fingers became claws, and she pounced frantically at her.

Shuffling raised his fingers to flick the oncoming starlight, his hands were forced, and the white pupils of the fishtail of the human body protruded even more terrifyingly, and she was about to fall, making a sharp and eerie squeak, which made the eardrums bulge, and the cold light in her eyes flashed and she was about to die, and the picturesque consciousness came over in the wind and snow:

"If you kill him, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

The strong hand paused, and raised his eyebrows to look at her, in a ray of light, the body of the Ringwood was crossed by her five fingers, there was no blood splash, but a little blue starlight rose from the injured part of the Wing, and gradually melted in the fluttering snow.

She staggered back, the brilliance in her hand swirled, covering the injured part, and in an instant, the blue light was in full bloom, and her expressionless face was relieved.

The little body of the woman rolled in the air a few times and was grabbed by the healed Xuan, and she slapped her palm and fainted.

The poetry fell on the side of the woman, squatting down, her hand floating above the collapsed chest, the brilliance flowed, and a wisp of black light mist emerged, enveloping the chest that had collapsed.

The light of the eyes moved, and did not stop her, but walked behind the picturesque back with his hands behind his back, and stood still.

The collapsed chest slowly bulged under the rotation of the black light mist, and the overflowing blood seemed to be dragged backwards, and the comatose woman snorted in pain, her eyes were tightly wrinkled together and piled up into a mountain, her forehead and the side of her face were covered with sweat, and his very long tail swung a few times before he slowly opened his eyes, his light blue eyes seemed to be raining, with a layer of fog, covered with a wisp of blood mist, and the collapsed chest had returned to its original state, but the internal injuries needed to be recuperated to recover.

With a slight wave of his hand, two soldiers in golden armor walked in from outside the palace gate, and dragged her out of the 'Picturesque Palace' at the suggestion of the Emperor.

"Where are you going to take him?" Consciousness asks urgently.

He wrenched her thin shoulders and stared at her, with an angry smile on his lips, and said word by word:

"He won't die, but he won't let him go either, picturesque, I said, it's up to you to decide whether he lives or dies."

Shiru looked at him expressionlessly, and his eyes became more and more indifferent:

"I'll think about it!" After saying that, he closed his eyes and didn't want to look at him again, and the black and long eyelashes pressed against the closed eyes, drawing two pitch-black arcs.

With a wave of her hand, she turned around and disappeared into the air with her unconscious mantle.

The cold fingertips lifted her slightly pale and bloodless face, and the cold eyes softened, leaning over, looking at her quietly, his eyes were clear and severe, like the winter sun, although bright, but without heat.

"You're hiding from me! Picturesque, I don't want you to dodge, there are some things that you and I can't decide. "A thousand years ago, there was no disconnection and entanglement between them, grievances and hatreds ruined everything, and after a thousand years, he did not allow history to repeat itself, and all the initiative must be firmly in his hands.

Whether it is He Liyu or the Sea Emperor Xuanya, they don't want to exclude him again!!

Slowly opened his eyes, and looked at him picturesquely, his eyes did not blink, calm and indifferent:

"I'm not going to run away, I'm not going to dodge, if you really like me, don't hurt innocent people anymore." After speaking, he pushed him away, and walked towards the dormitory with picturesque steps, his thin and thin delicate body swayed a little in the wind and snow, but he still walked firmly.

Looking at her disappearing back, she pondered for a long time, and her figure disappeared into the air in a flash.

In the distance, above the 'Xueli Palace' shrouded in blue light, the light floated for a while, and the figure of the slumped appeared, and then quickly disappeared in the sky above the 'Xueli Palace'.

As soon as Shiruhua entered the dormitory, she fell directly on the bed, the whole person curled up into a ball, her eyes were slightly red, and the mist appeared but did not slip down.

"Has Your Highness been here?"

Shirutu didn't move, still looking straight ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Poetic and picturesque, you are talking, has Your Highness been here?" There was impatience and uneasiness in her heart, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was already soaked with sweat, and Her Highness's sudden exit meant that some things could not go according to the previously agreed plan, and something had to be changed, and most importantly, she could not be exposed.

"What, you regret wanting to change your mind?" Consciousness asked coldly, and the picturesque gaze fell on the girl, and her eyes shone brightly under her eyebrows, like a fire in the thorn bush, jumping with fierce flames.

She was startled by her eyes, her sweaty palm rubbed the hilt of the sword, frowned, and said in a low voice:

"Picturesque, I want you to leave the capital of the wilderness, but the premise of leaving is not to expose me, now, His Royal Highness suddenly out of the customs, and also captured the mermaid to blackmail you, if my guess is right, Your Highness should know your plan, so as to put an end to all your back roads."

"I really don't understand, how could my wife get caught by Xuanyu?" Consciousness is full of doubts, poetic and picturesque, teasing eyelids, looking at the woman.

"The reason why Wu Huan was arrested was to save his two partners, Wu Huan was injured by General Ji Mo and General Jue Mo and then didn't have time to hide and was tracked by the guards of Xuan Xuan, before falling into the hands of His Highness, poetic and picturesque, I have a hunch, as if all our things were expected by His Highness, otherwise, the timing of His Highness's appearance would not be so coincidental."

Shiruhua stretched out her curly body, got up, her long hair poured down, and her thick and soft emanation was like a waterfall pouring down from a quiet mountain pool......

"Picturesque, what are you going to do next?"

"Woo Huan is in the hands of Xuan Xuan, I have no other choice, for the time being, I can only take one step at a time." It would be best if she could rescue her from the hands of Xuan Xuan, the poetry thought bitterly, sighed, and wanted to save people from Xuan Xuan's hands, it was simply wishful thinking. Seeing her say this, her eyes flashed, as if she had made some decision, and said in a low voice:

"There is one person who may be able to block His Highness's decision for the time being."

Shiruhua was surprised, and looked up at her, her eyes were not bright, but they were very sharp.

"Who is it?"