The scarlet-clothed envoy took Long Lin and Long Bao and his party into the Shuying Palace, only to feel that everywhere was unremarkable, only to be called a "big" word, everything was very large, the main hall was especially large, the space was wide and deep, and the soft red and delicate and precious light scene where the princess lived in the imagination of mortals was completely different.

In the hall, there are some plain white stoneware pots that seem to be placed at random, and there are cinnabar plums of different old and different shapes, which are red like rouge, and the cold fragrance fills the hall. In addition, there is no decoration, the simplicity is incredible, only above the main hall there is a wide throne carved with a whole square of mutton fat white jade, the carving is exquisite, there is not the slightest flaw and variegation, the light is clean and not stained with vulgar dust, there is indescribable preciousness and beauty.

On the throne there was a woman dressed in black, who looked like a girl in size, petite and thin, and she wore a golden crown with seven beads hanging down from the front of the crown, covering almost her entire face.

The royal family of Dayan is precious to red, but she is dressed in black, and there is no decoration except for the gold crown. Somehow, Long Lin thought of the illusion of the girl in black who danced the sword on the star-picking tower, the same plum blossoms, the same black clothes, but he felt that the girl's temperament in the illusion was cold and difficult to see, but the princess of Jinglan seemed peaceful and did not feel intimidating.

Shi Butian and Zou Youju played drums in their hearts, which was very different from the charming and graceful princess they imagined, and they had no idea what was waiting for them.

Mao Chrysanthemum, who was beside Long Lin, suddenly shuddered, and unconsciously grabbed Long Lin's elbow.

It is said that on the eve of her birth, there was a fierce battle between the Great Yan Kingdom and the Great Qi Kingdom, and the Great Yan was defeated, and millions of iron cavalry of the Great Qi Kingdom came to the Great Yan King City under the Jinglan Gate, and the Great Ji City was in danger, and the Great Yan was about to destroy the country. The unprecedented cold and blizzard froze all the elites of Daqi to death in the blink of an eye, and Dayan was in the bitter cold, and there were many monks who practiced the cold exercises, which were able to endure it with many abilities, and it was not cold in the prohibition of the royal city, and in the end, it turned defeat into victory, expanding the territory of more than 30,000 miles, which also made Daqi's vitality greatly damaged and collapsed.

Since then, the king of Dayan has believed that the princess is a blessed star from heaven and loves it very much. He decreed that the name of Jinglanmen should be changed to Dingshengmen, and the princess gave the name "Jinglan" to commemorate the battle of Jinglanmen.

At that time, Long Lin talked about this, and Long Bao, a child who was sluggish and out of school, said enviously: "Reincarnation is also a technical job..."

The cultivators did not have much reverence for the royal power, and under the recommendation of the scarlet-clothed envoy, everyone only gave a slight salute, and then glared at the black-clothed girl sitting on the white jade treasure.

Princess Jinglan sat still, and asked softly, "Your name is Long Lin, is this your real name?" The voice was cold and quiet, slightly chilly, as if coming from a very deep place, and it was as clear as a whisper.

The cottage "Dragon Lin" Shi Butian and Zou Youju were so frightened that their souls were not possessed, and they complained bitterly in their hearts.

Long Lin smiled and returned to his original appearance, and returned the shield and water knife to Shi Butian. He replied calmly: "Tell the princess, I chose this name myself." I was an orphan with no father or mother. ”

Princess Jinglan didn't look angry, but just bowed her head slightly. Long Lin felt that the eyes of the pearl had been looking at him for a moment.

"I know all about you. The princess said calmly, "Except for your background." Don't worry, I won't hurt your friends. She's fine now. ”

"You are..."Long Lin was really shocked, and the words "Ximen Listening to Snow" swirled on his lips, unable to spit it out.

"I'm not the one you want to say. The princess replied coldly, "However, I believe that we are friends and not enemies. To express my sincerity, I can answer a question that has puzzled you for a long time. Except, of course, your real background. ”

Long Lin's thoughts were surging, and he was full of doubts, which one should be opened first? After hesitating for a moment, he wiped his eyebrows and showed the small dark green bow, which was only four or five inches long in his hand, like a child's toy. Shi Butian and Zou Youju just glanced at it, and they didn't think there was anything strange and difficult about this bow.

Princess Jinglan's pearls shook, obviously her heart was extremely uneasy. Before the dragon could hand it to her, she stretched out her jade-like palm and grabbed it slightly in the void, and the small bow flew towards her leisurely.

Long Lin was also extremely surprised. Although Tianshu is not awake, he will never be at the mercy of the second person. This is the first time he has encountered this kind of scene.

"I want to know, what kind of injuries this machine spirit has suffered, and when will it wake up?"

As soon as the bow reached her hand, it grew to more than two feet. Princess Jinglan held the ends of the bow with both hands and was silent for a long time. Everyone only saw her beads trembling uncontrollably. Long Lin noticed drops of water falling on the hem of her black robe. Her clothes were obviously not ordinary, and the water could not seep in, but only rolled down.

She was in tears. Long Lin thought that she was actually crying.

I don't know how long it took, under everyone's terrified gaze, Princess Jinglan sighed leisurely: "I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight!"

Long Lin remembered that in the palace of the Song Demon Sect, the ancient demon god Alahan, who was wearing the yoke of the demon god, also sighed like this.

After Princess Jinglan asked about the origin of this bow, she was silent for a moment before answering: "This bow is named Tianshu, and it is the artifact of Xue Jinghong, the lord of the Greedy Wolf Star in the Divine Realm, and the spirit name is Zhen Ning'er. She wasn't hurt, she was just self-proclaimed because of her excessive guilt. ”

"Artifact ..." Lingbao Pavilion's rich second-generation Shi Butian and Zou Youju are stunned.

"Self-proclaimed!" Long Lin stammered. The machine spirit is self-proclaimed, he has only seen it in books, but he didn't expect that this is the case with the Tianshu Bow in his hand. I remember that when Chen Xingmiao was inspecting the Tianshu Bow, he also said, "Mu Zhuren." Although this bow is pure wood, it is full of solemn pathos, which makes people want to cry and feel infinite pain...". At this time, when he heard the machine spirit's "pain and regret" again, his heart trembled, and he felt that if Zhen Ning'er was willing to lift her self-sealing, maybe the dusty past of the divine realm could be deciphered.

"When will the machine spirit wake up?" Long Lin couldn't help but ask again.

"That's the second question. "I don't answer, mainly because I don't know when she'll wake up." Since you have a relationship with her, you might as well go with the flow. ”

Long Lin didn't ask her about the Shaking Light Knife, because he felt that the Shaking Light was more closely related to him, and he didn't want to reveal too much in front of a stranger; his intuition told him that this Shocking Princess was by no means an ordinary monk, and her cultivation was extremely difficult for her current self to discover and reach, and trying to snatch Lin Yuexi back from her was even more delusional.

Jing Lan turned her gaze to Long Bao again (although everyone couldn't see her face clearly, whoever she looked at could accurately "receive" her gaze): "Is this beautiful child a divine dragon?"

"Yes, Sister Princess. Long Bao didn't hide it, and grinned and released the pair of golden dragon horns that were as smooth and clear as sugar jade.

Princess Jinglan stared at it for a long time as if she was a little obsessed, as if she wanted to stop talking, sighed softly, and looked at the nervous Mao Juhua: "This girl, are you willing to stay with me for a while?"

"No, no, no, she doesn't want to!" Long Bao shouted in horror, Mao Chrysanthemum was the tip of his heart, and he didn't want to lose his cat again.

He put his hand on Hu Wangcai's lower back, pushed him forward and said, "Sister Princess, why don't you let Wangcai stay with you? is unparalleled in the world, and besides, he is a sycophant, he doesn't have to worry about the food, just let him out every night and let him swallow Yuehua..."He can't wait to list all the indelible advantages of Hu Wangcai.

"Wangcai?" said a smile in Princess Ran's voice for the first time, "isn't he a fox?... It's just a monster. ”

Although Hu Wangcai didn't want to stay, when he heard this evaluation, he was not convinced: Isn't Mao Chrysanthemum a demon beast? Lao Tzu is not as good as her?

Princess Jinglan's gaze moved to Mao Juhua again, and everyone almost felt her kindness and warmth: "This girl, why is she so panicked?"

"I, I... I don't know. Mao Chrysanthemum snorted, and her golden eyes were full of confusion, reminiscence, fear, anxiety... All kinds of complex and indescribable thoughts.

"She has fainting sickness, and as soon as she arrives in the main hall, she faints. Long Bao was talking nonsense seriously, and he couldn't help but send a message to Long Lin: Brother Lin, put away the chrysanthemums and run away...

This empty hall and this strange princess in black made him feel a little frightened.

Princess Jinglan was very persistent, and still patiently kept Mao Chrysanthemum: "I saw that the girl was very kind, like an old friend reunited." Can't the girl really stay with me?"

Mao Juhua's voice trembled slightly and replied: "The past is gone, why be persistent?"

Princess Jinglan was silent for a moment, threw Mao Juhua a pale cyan plum blossom-shaped jade plate, and said: "You and I are destined, if he needs it in the future, crush the jade plate, and I will appear." ”

Except for Long Lin, everyone cast envious and surprised glances at Mao Chrysanthemum.

Mao Juhua accepted the jade plate and thanked him in a low voice.