Lowering his eyes, I don't look at him, let his eyes shine and be unrestrained. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Little heartless, why do I like you so much?"

The boy bit his lip, smiled helplessly, and gently picked up my face with his clear fingertips.

"I didn't let you like me."

Raising my eyes, I looked straight at the eyes of the young man who was bullying Jinnian, and I looked stubborn.

"My scourge, you are spoiled by me."

The young man is not annoyed, and his ambiguous lips are full of love.

"You hate him?"

Staggering the topic, I obsessively looked at the deepest part of the boy's eyes.

The beauty is indescribable, and the death is indescribable.

"Hate, always hate."

Even if the young man said this, in his extremely wicked appearance, there was still an inexhaustible affection.

Chu Rong, the ninth prince of Chu Xinguo, his biological mother Concubine Wei died in the "Yan Trouble" in the harem of Chu Yan State ten years ago.

On the Xin stage, Emperor Chu Xin shot to death Concubine Wei with his own hands in front of the world.

Since then, Chu Rong has fled from Chu Xinguo.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that."

Lowering my eyes, I can't bear it.

Chu Rong, there are some things that I dare not tell you.

"Do you want me to go back to Chu Xin Kingdom?"

As if guessing my scruples, the young man smiled demagoguously.

I don't nod my head, I don't shake my head, I don't look at him.

Be.

Chu Rong, do you know that in Chu Xin Kingdom, you are my closest and most trusted teenager.

"Okay."

The boy bit his lip and looked at me stupidly.

"Why?"

Raising my eyes, I went straight to the light of his narrow eyes.

"My scourge does not plague me, I am uncomfortable."

The boy's fingertips slid on my lips, unspeakably hateful.

"Humph!"

Grunting softly, I glared at him fiercely.

The boy couldn't help but laugh and imprisoned me in his arms......

Nian Qianwen, Yan Guang on the stage, Jin Nian is infatuated.

The decisive game is no longer killing.

Days and nights of decisive battles, at this moment, there is only me on the stage, and Yan Yuezi, the former master of lore.

The light was dazzling, and everyone in the audience couldn't really see it.

The moment the light went out, Yan Yuezi was defeated.

Everyone in the audience looked calm.

The ending is too easy to guess.

On the Cheyan platform, Wei Zi's eyes were full of confusion. Wei Zixian, Nanfeng Jin and other beautiful teenagers smiled heartily.

My autumn confusion, does Yan Yuezi dare to win you?

On the Yanguang platform, I raised my eyes to the young man's stunning appearance: Yan Yuezi, thank you.

The young man looked at me stupidly, and his expression was indescribably pampered: My autumn confusion, you can like it.

Just after the inauguration ceremony of the Lord of the Lore, I walked quickly into the Lore Pavilion without everyone.

This is a forbidden place where only the Lord of Lore can successfully break through.

Destroying thousands of barriers, destroying several layers of light and dark lines, in my eyes, the time scroll is absolutely suffocating.

The county lord's mansion, the trace tilted the pavilion, and Jin Nian didn't want to escape.

The time scroll swept through the layers of Shaoguang brushes, opening the light and shadow of the first year, breaking through the shackles of the sky in an instant.

At the same time, in the trace water mirror, the picture of the southern country of time and space is superimposed and changed......

Outside the mirror, my eyes were fascinated.

At the beginning, I missed a lot of images.

Unlike last time, in the final frame of the picture, the clear Sanskrit characters lingered.

After the reorganization, everything in my eyes was extremely clear - woe to the country.

The picture of the disaster is over, and the Sanskrit characters rush out of the county lord's mansion.

Behind me, I ran wildly, and after passing through several levels, the Southern Emperor Valley of the Gu Kingdom, on the Wangu Mountain, the Sanskrit characters were dazzling.

After a moment's rest, when my fingertips touched it, the character escaped again, this time, its destination was "Southern Bone Enchantment".

Under the barrier, there is the Supreme Fire of the Boundary Fire - the Southern Boundary Fire, which is enough to destroy all things.

Helpless, I gritted my teeth and fell down Wangu Mountain.

At the very center of the fire, the Sanskrit characters can be fixed.

Jinnanhuang, will you show up?

"Autumn confusion, I'm here."

The clear voice that pierced through the sky, the boy's stunning beauty sank into my eyes.

"Aren't you trapped in Jinnianhuang?"

In the arms of the young man, I fell deeper and deeper.

"You're in danger, how can I not be there?"

The boy bit his lip and smiled, kissing me deeply on the brow......

At this moment, the Sanskrit characters in the boundary fire disappeared completely.

A moment later, the top layer of the Southern Boundary Fire was reborn with a clear light.

This is the light of the fire of the Realm Fire Juepei!

The county lord's mansion, the boundary fire in the palm of the hand, is transparent.

A tear slipped ambiguously across my cheeks, the fontanelle collapsed, and the Sanskrit characters were unpredictable.

Curling my lips and smiling, I couldn't help but be happy.

Oh, and does it come with a bonus?

In just a moment, the Boundary Fire Jue Pei rose into the air, and following the instructions of the Sanskrit text, I activated the Boundary Fire mantra.

Several layers of true system were cracked, and the Boundary Fire Jue Pei reached my palm again, and at the same time, Yan Qing Jue Pei had been recovered by me.

Hermit Villa, Blade Year Palace, the new order of the weak tooth marks in the more reverse stone is completed, the boundary fire Jue Pei, and Yan Qing Jue Pei are completed.

The condensation messenger was speechless. My autumn confusion, your country is all over the world, and you are constantly planning.

The golden year of autumn is irreversible.

The Imperial City of the Gu Kingdom is impassable.

Liangguo, Southern Xinjiang, Northern Xinjiang, Chuxin and other large countries, as well as the Ninth Five-Year Supreme of the major vassal states, are all concentrated here.

In a few days, the heads of state will be held in the Gu country.

However, the attention of the public at this moment completely belongs to me and Wei Zitian.

In the extravagant carriage, the young man's appearance was sad

"Autumn confusion, do you like it?" ”

In the young man's arms, I looked at him softly: "Wei Zitian, I like it." ”

The ambiguity blows through, bringing out the deep love of life and life.

"Nine Emperor Princes! Princess! ”

……

Outside the carriage, outside the layers of royal queues, outside the heavy guards, outside the stacked barriers, the cheers of everyone resounded inside and outside the sky.

In the car, I was sleeping in the arms of a beautiful young man, comfortable and speechless.

Wei Zitian, all of this is ours.

The royal queue traveled from the Gu Kingdom Palace, and the goal was directly to the first place in the firmament - Wanshen Mountain.

The horses galloped freely, and under the light, the beautiful young men were indescribably beautiful, and their clear eyes looked at me in the carriage.

My autumn confusion, happy birthday.

For a long, long time, on the Pantheon Mountain, past the overlapping queue guards, the beautiful boy in the center and I clasped our fingers tightly, one level, one step, in the circle of beautiful young men behind me, hand in hand to climb to the top of the Wanshen Mountain.

Bear the world, I will pour the king.

Outside the barriers, the shouts of the crowd continued throughout the night.

At the top of the Pantheon Mountain, the boy and I overlook the world.

The rivers and mountains are deceitful, the world is endless, the sky is beautiful, too clear and speechless, and you can see it all.

Looking back, the eyes of the boy and I were aligned, and the golden years were full of each other.

The prosperity of the life is exhausted, Wei Zitian, I only like you.

Destroy the world, autumn confusion, I am only for you.

On the Pantheon Stage, the eyes of the kings of various countries are gentle and watery.

On the platform, the princes of various countries, the princes, and the little marquis have beautiful faces.

On the proclamation platform, the proclamator's voice was endless: "The emperor of southern Xinjiang presents His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes, and the county lord ......"

The gifts of the kings of various countries are piled up.

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Gu Kingdom presents His Royal Highness the Ninth Emperor Prince, the county lord ......"