Chapter 47: The Golden House - Chapter 161

Worry-free in the palace of the heart alone for a few days, looking for no trace of mercy, thinking about it, it is expected that he will return to the palace of the day, pretending to be nothing; Worry-free, he waited to return to the heart hall, sleeping and eating safely every day, but he didn't dare to think of getting out.

On this day, after the worry-free lunch, pacing to the outside of the hall, staying by the lotus pond for a while, seeing the floating clouds on the side, the childlike heart rises sharply, Shi Jue led a little pond water, casually picked up a few flowing clouds, spelled adhesion and joined, did not consume half a cup of tea, but pinched out a white cloud couch. Seeing this, Wu Wu smiled lightly, held his breath, and lightened his body, which was horizontally displayed on it, swaying with the wind.

When he returned, it was more than an hour later.

At the beginning of arrival, I only saw the Sichuan gas sinking and unclear; Just look at it, and you can see the carefree curled inside: the wrists are lightly hanging, the hair is dewed, the two canats are burned, and the sky is far away.

Confused for a moment, immediately relieved, fixed on its side, the little finger of the right hand slightly hooked, the crane in front of the palace should be ordered, all silent, not chirping. More than a dozen cranes stretched their necks, flapped their wings, blinked their eyebrows, took off their feathers, and floated to their carefree bodies, like snow jackets.

Seeing this, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he pushed his hand to drive away the crane, which stood on the side of worry-free, smiling silently.

Dreams of fairy scenery are frequent.

Worry-free first awakening, the eyelids saw that they were pitiful, stunned for a while, this party gently rubbed his sleepy eyes, scattered three or two crane feathers on his body, and said slowly: "The palace master has returned, and he has not been welcomed, begging for forgiveness." After that, he raised his upper body slightly, stretched his waist in a daze, and then retracted back to the cloud couch, and his arms were lazily lowered.

Seeing this, he said lightly: "I'm tired." The words fell, and he closed his eyes and shook his head.

Hearing the sound without worry, he didn't show weakness, and continued in a soft voice: "Turbulence." “

was stunned, pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows, and saw that his eyes were slightly closed, and he did not meet his eyes. Lang Wumian seemed to be a little resentful for a while, and said softly: "Ji Ji." “

Worry-free heard his light sigh, this side opened his eyes, saw that he was careless, his eyebrows were obedient, and he was silent shyly. Worry-free knew that he was at a loss, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he raised her arm softly, gently tugged at the sleeve of Wu Miao, got up nervously, and said with a smile: "Yangyang." “

Pulling up the carefree slowly, the two looked at each other, and after a while, Fang said: "If you have something to say, you don't need to say anything." ”

Worry-free laughed in response, turned his back to him, and said lightly: "I am full of doubts, but I don't know where to ask." ”

Knowing what he meant, he didn't say a word, and he didn't wait for a while, so he heard that he was carefree and said: "The palace master tastes the demon and the living soul, and he should cherish his life." Now that the Ming group is dead, thanks to the power of the palace master's fingers, I am afraid that it is not all done to cut off the worry-free retreat. ”

Laughing deeply, he stroked his chin with one palm, and saw the dew on his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but slow down, and his yang power was light, and before he could reach his cheeks, he melted the dew away.

Worry-free eyebrows, five flavors in the heart.

"Worry-free still remembers that a long time ago, when he was imprisoned, the palace master captured the head of the thief and helped the needy. It was also that day, and the name was given without worry. ”

For a long time, he caress his heart without worry, and lowers his eyebrows and whispers: "The matter of Ming Groupyi, but it has something to do with Jin Wudan?" ”

Hearing the voice, this side opened his lips, but he didn't have time to respond, and said again after hearing Wuwu: "Jin Wudan, make no sorrow, and the dream-tired spirit stone, or interlocking, worry-free only feel that the clues are complicated, and it is difficult to see the key." ”

"If you can't figure it out and can't solve it, why not let it go? After that, you can see the way. ”

Wuwu snorted coldly and responded: "Wuwu is not a descendant of the Sea Clan, so he dare not say 'loyalty and filial piety'; In the final analysis, it is nothing more than this curiosity and competitiveness. ”

Lang Wumian paced two steps to the side, and saw the green mountains and white clouds not far away, all on the pillow screen; couldn't help but sigh and said lightly: "Isn't it confusing why I can help you and pretend to be Qingji?" ”

Worry-free eyes turned sharply, leaned less, and said with a smile: "That frog Jiao is not at ease, since Cangwen brought it back to the Zhiri Palace, the palace master cannot be chased or killed, so that he can be safely placed in the Zhiri Palace, and he should choose his weight and stabilize his heart." ”

"Is there an urgent need to solve the city of Ruyu?"

Worry-free, but blinked, it had returned to normal, and said lightly: "The palace master knew that he was carefree at that time. ”

Lang Wuyi stepped forward, waved his hand to stop worry-free talking, paused for a while, and said softly: "The matter of the Ming Group, you have doubts, and you don't mind." But the lack of compassion is not because of those innocent beings. “

Carefree pursed his lips, opened and closed slightly, and said secretly in his heart: What do you mean by this? Just thinking about it, he heard the merciless voice and continued: "Xun Xun is different, Yao Ji is not a country." Looking at the four seas, I am afraid that only worry-free is worthy of our class. ”

Carefree eyebrows stretched, smiled lightly, and was a little closer to be merciless, but lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Pujia Yushu, I'm afraid of being blessed." ”

Lang Wumian glanced sideways for a while, opened his lips and said slowly: "You and I are worth a thousand dollars, and I care about the rest of his generations." ”

Listen to it without worry, and tsk immediately.

"How can this be said from the orthodoxy and moral ruler of the dignified immortal family?" As soon as the words fell, both of them laughed.

The worry-free smile was undiminished, and he secretly said in his heart: If he knew that I was not the daughter of Qing Ji, why did he take me to the Zhiri Ice Well when Qing Ji was self-judged, so that I could see the image of my mother's mother? I am a virtual dragon, and it is a true dragon; Isn't it a joke to compare hearts with hearts?

As soon as he turned around and raised his arm, he saw that the cloud bed had turned into flocculent and scattered.

"Worry-free once said: It's easy to pretend, it's not difficult to pretend." Lang Wumian walked forward slowly, put his hands lightly on his shoulders, and continued: "What is said and done, what is revealed, is nothing more than what is thought of, in order to confuse the public; What you think and plan, what you hide and hide, you and I know everything. ”

"Definitely." Worry-free, frowning and feigning anger: "The palace master may have known it early, but worry-free is not at all." After that, his cheeks bulged slightly, but he was childish.

There seems to be nothing to be done, only to laugh. He opened his eyelids again, probed two fingers on his cheeks, one on the left and one on the left, poked lightly several times, and said: "Worry-free appears in Xu Fold, and knows the day, what is the so-called?" ”

Carefree eyelashes intersected, and his backhand was attached to the back of his palm, and he said softly: "One place." ”

"Really?"

Worry-free raised his eyebrows, looked at it fixedly, and with a little force on his hand, he seemed to want to press through the back of his palm, and after a while, he said: "A parasitic." ”

"Really?"

Wuwu slowly pulled the corner of his lips, thought for a while, and said: "Yijun is committed." After that, the peach cheeks were stained through.

Lang Wumian lowered his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on his face was quite playful. After a while, seeing that Wu Wu was no longer speechless, this Fang opened his lips and said lightly: "When you fulfill your wish." ”

Carefree and smiling, but said in my heart: If I say, do whatever I want, think and wish, I am only a mother, how can I fulfill it?

As if he had no mercy, he slowly put his worries into his mind and whispered: "The rest of the wish can be fulfilled." ”

Hearing the sound without worry, his body trembled, and he felt that he patted his back without mercy, and then his ears were hot, and he said softly: "If you get all your wishes, can you still die in Yiming Group?" ”

Worry-free, he said to himself: "I should be good and have no intention of helping others." ”

Lang Wuxian closed his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, and said lightly: "It's over." (To be continued.) )