Chapter 228: Painting the sound to snatch back Lan Jingyue

Ignoring Xiao Hope's words, he looked fiercely at Dongling Yu's arms,,, there, she he had to take away today, he wouldn't, he would definitely not let him stay with other men,,,

The fight with Tanglin Yu began, and the white silk in his hand floated to Tanglin Yu's arms all the time, and Dongling Yu protected the territory to death,,,

The master made a move, and everywhere he went was a mess, and the trees were as if they had been struck by lightning, and the bushes were broken.

In the process of fighting, Donglin Yu has always been protecting his chest with one hand, for fear that this altar will be harmed.

If so, how much he hates, if Lan Jingyue was alive, he was also protected like this, she would not die, she would not die, she would definitely not die,

No matter what, his kung fu is more than ten times that of Tanglin Yu, and he has been doing more than 30 times, why has he not been able to hurt Donglin Yu,,

The reason is because of the small jar in Tanglin Yu's arms,,

Just when Xiao Hope looked at the two of them sadly, suddenly, Donglin Yu fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground,,,

The painting fell lightly in front of him, "You can't protect her,"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and snatched the jar directly from Donglin Yu's arms.

"Draw the voice, don't deceive people too much, you took away Xianyue back then, and now you even want to rob the king's wife? Isn't it your fancy to, whoever it is, you have to take it in your arms, you are really, really a robber,,,"

The face was haggard and unbearable, revealing endless sadness, and Dongling Yu roared at the white painting,,, there seemed to be a trace of crystal in his eyes,,,

It's just that he roared like this, and he didn't pay attention to it.

No one knew that when he touched the white cold porcelain altar, his heart was heavy, and at the moment he turned around, a crystal slipped into the cold mask.

No one knows that this palace master, for this quiet moon, cried,

Looking at the porcelain altar in his hand, he rubbed it deeply in his arms, flew up, and left.

After returning to the Xianyue Palace, the painting tilted on which porcelain altar for three days and three nights, no meals, no water, and the Xiyu and Xiwen on one side were deeply stung by a scene, that year, when Mrs. Mei left, the palace master was also so uncomfortable,

But the current palace master seems to be on the verge of collapse in the face of the young master's death.

"Xiwen,,"

It's been three days, and finally the first sentence was spoken, and the voice was very hoarse, obviously caused by the lack of water.

"The slave is here,"

Xiwen heard the painting call to him, his face showed joy, and finally spoke, and he stepped forward very respectfully to listen to what he was going to say next,,,

"Tell Wulin, just say that the lady of the palace has passed away, and the martial arts conference in seven days will not go,,,"

Madame? The palace master said that the young master passed away, did his wife pass away? ?

Does this mean that he is telling the world that the young master is his wife,,,

This, this is something that has never happened when Mrs. Xianyue died,,,

Palace master, what kind of feelings are you for the young master,,, since you love, why didn't you treat the young master well at that time, you have to go to the yin and yang to know your heart?

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