No one can escape the palm of Ziguangchen's hand, never. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info [Fengyun Novel Reading]

"Honor yourself, you're my first prisoner, but soon, it's going to get crowded." Ziguangchen smiled and drank, and then soared through the clouds and went to the fairy world, he didn't worry about being there alone on a snowy day.

Especially after being suspected by the shrine maiden.。

The witch and the emperor are two extremely dangerous people, and Ziguangchen has deeply understood this.

"Your father is an unfathomable man." Garan patted Zi Nian on the shoulder and said.

"Are you talking about yourself, Father?" Zi Nian winked playfully.

"Haha, you're not like him at all. He's more playful and more fit for life. Garan smiled.

The other hand was not idle, hugged the falling moon, hugged the two into his arms, and stopped happily.

The purple light car returned to the fairy world, passed by the purple-clothed dormitory, and felt a power exuding from the surroundings, an unusual power, with a familiar smell in it......

Purple light dust is unknown. Isn't this the father of the little witch, how can it be related to the spiritual power of the Purple Family? It's impossible......

The gate was closed, and even stained with a lot of dust, he hadn't gone out since the last time he had seen the goddess in Rift City, and no one came to see him......

The little witch and the shrine maiden are already treated as if he doesn't exist, because it doesn't matter at all.

Ziyi also lived with his true appearance and temperament, and this closed day completely detached himself from the appearance of Garan, the temperament of Garan, and the shadow of Garan.

He's not Garan! Not yourself! You are yourself, purple!

It takes time and methods to find yourself, and Ziyi is not able to find herself, but fortunately, she has love, that is, she holds Danqing. All emotions are vented on rice paper.

Milli end walk, the pen is thin, sad autumn after the sad spring, Ren Pingsheng, Danqing relieved the sorrow, sheng flute for a night, and the dark fragrance smell, the third watch is still early, the moon is still ashamed, the sandalwood board rises, the new song sings the old sorrow, the night language is stained with clothes and other Lan Zhou, leaving people with white heads, only Hanmo leaves the fragrance for a long time......

Ziyi has been completely immersed in her own atmosphere, and unconsciously found her true self in this way, through Danqing, through these pictures full of love.

When he saw himself in the mirror again, he found that he had changed his appearance, which was in a very positive purple temperament.

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Zi Guangchen wondered how this special spiritual power of the Zi family could appear here without any hindrance...... There must be someone inside, and the father of the little witch must be in it.

Looking around, there was no one, Zi Guangchen decided to find out, he didn't enter through the door at all, Guangchen turned into a light and shadow, flashed directly through the window, and stepped on a painting of a goddess after entering.

Guangchen picked it up and looked at it carefully, it was indeed the appearance of the beginning, and he could now accurately distinguish between the beginning and the witch, between the eyebrows, the subtleties, and the temperament of the body were always different.

When I looked at it again, I was in an uproar, there were paintings of goddesses hanging around here, and each one of them was so expressive......

It turns out that he is a painter, and he is an unprecedented painter, but there is only one person in his danqing, and that is the goddess, but not the witch......

There is even a hazy shadow of the Rift City......

Regarding the fact that he loves the wrong person, this time he went to Cracked Silk City, Zi Guangchen also heard Zi Nian say that Zi Yi's fate is a little pitiful.

Zi Guangchen didn't pass through his bedroom, he heard Zi Nian say that his name was Ziyi, and even faintly felt that he had something to do with himself, so Guangchen deliberately passed by here to find out, and he was immediately confirmed by the spiritual power he exuded, and he was definitely a member of the Zi family! My book pastoral godmother is welcome to read