A golden scab curse appeared on his white neck, and the high collar could not hide the dazzling golden light.

Huang Yu took two steps back and looked at the man in front of him vigilantly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost", Huang Ling endured the cold pain to his bones, and the dark red in his pupils appeared.

"Hurry up and get him back! I'll just say that this method is not feasible", a strong male voice sounded in Huang Ling's mind. The voice approached, and suddenly became louder, "Huang Ling, what the hell did you say!" Time is running out, hurry up and get back! ”

"You can't be gentle with your son", a cool female voice came, unabashedly reproached, turned her head, and then said softly to her son: "Ling'er, I'm running out of time, come back quickly after speaking"

Huang Ling held Huang Yu's shoulder, let her look into his eyes, and said word by word: "Huang Yu, you must not contact Feng Qiao, stay away from him, stay away from him!" ”

Huang Yu didn't have time to respond, only felt the weight on his shoulders suddenly lightened, and Huang Ling's figure dissipated in the air.

Here has changed the appearance just now, the palace wall is quiet, thousands of miles are silent, and the dew at the end of summer has a sweet taste, hitting the young leaves heavily.

There was silence, and only the snow-white pear blossoms floated in the air......

Huang Yu blinked and looked down at the petals on the ground. If it weren't for the fact that the petals formed a circle of open space at the foot of Huang Ling, Huang Yu would have even thought that he had a dream.

But how can a person suddenly disappear?

Huang Yu muttered quietly, "Can anyone come and tell me what's going on......"

Only the rustle of leaves answered her.

On the side of the heavenly realm, the Bihuang couple looked anxiously at their son in the flames, while injecting divine power into him to maintain ** from being burned, and at the same time separating the divine power and the Huang Ling psychic, urging him to come back quickly.

If you don't come back, you really won't be able to come back!

The flames swelled, and the mellow divine power was fought back.

Emperor Bihuang hugged his wife, showing urgency.

"Huang Ling, can you still hear it? I replied to the words I heard", Bai Qin tried to communicate with his son, but no one responded there.

"What should I do, what should I do, if the soul can't come back before the ** is burned, then ...... Then it's really a lonely ghost."

"Huangjun, you should think of a way"

Emperor Bihuang stabilized his wife, trying not to sound so nervous. "Don't worry, it must be this fire that has blocked the channel. The god itself has the ability to protect, and it can't be destroyed for a while. The worst way is to open the seal around Huang Ling's neck and let him use his evil power to find the Heavenly Realm."

Bai Qin held her husband's hand tightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palm.

No one wants to resort to the last resort unless absolutely necessary. As soon as the seal is lifted, the demonic energy in Huang Ling's body will explode and become the fire phoenix that the six relatives don't recognize.

The two waited anxiously for a long time, and the flame finally had the momentum to go out.

The hearts of the Bihuang couple gradually relaxed.

Huang Ling groped for an exit in the dark, and suddenly felt that her fluttering body fell instantly, and finally had a heavy feeling.

He opened his eyes violently, his fiery red pupils flashed, and the evil aura roared to break through the shackles of divine power, but he was fiercely pressed down.

Huang Ling moved his fingers, extinguished the flames around him, and finally sighed.

Seeing this, Bai Qin couldn't hold back any longer, pounced on him, and hugged his son with tears streaming down his face.

At this moment, she is no longer the cold and alienated cold beauty Bai Qin, but a mother who is afraid of losing her son again.

"You're going to scare your mother to death, Huangling, you're going to scare your mother to death", Bai Qin beat Huangling's back and cried out in distress.

When Emperor Bihuang saw this scene, his originally irascible temper was gone. He turned his head to the side, holding back his slightly reddened eyes.

"Mother, isn't my son coming back safely, don't cry, if you cry again, you won't be the first beauty in the Three Realms", Huang Ling gently patted her mother's back and comforted.

"Who is rare and the first beauty of the Three Realms", as he was speaking, Bai Qin put away his crying, raised his head, and carefully wiped his tears and wept.

Emperor Bihuang stepped forward to help his wife up, took a handkerchief to help her wipe her nose, held her in his arms, and comforted her in a low voice. "Look at you, your face is crying, it's ugly"

"You're ugly! You're the ugliest! ”

At this time, he was still thinking about the ugly and beautiful, and the Bihuang Emperor not only smiled.

"I'm ugly, and you still marry me? How ugly can I give birth to such a good-looking son? ”

"My son looks like this, it's all because you lower his appearance!"

Huang Ling: ......

Father, can you distract Mother from pulling me away......

Emperor Bihuang coaxed for a while before his wife stopped crying.

He turned his head to look at his son, his face sank, and the tenderness he had just given to his wife instantly dissipated.

Huang Ling: I don't really pick it up in the garbage can, do I......

"Huangling, don't you know how dangerous this method is? If you act recklessly like this in the future, don't go back to the Heavenly Realm! ”

Bai Qin hurriedly grabbed the irritable husband, "Don't murder him, the child thought about going to see me because he was in a hurry." Si Ming predicted that Yu'er would have a catastrophe, and it was likely to be a love catastrophe. Yu'er has had a love robbery, and the consequences are only one step away from being wiped out, and even the name on the Qiankun pillar has disappeared, which shows how terrible the love robbery is. I finally got through a love calamity, and now there is another one, doesn't this mean that Yu'er's life is not going to be killed? I was in a hurry, and I missed my mouth with Ling'er for a while, and Ling'er came up with this method to inform Yu'er."

Emperor Bihuang sighed lightly and pinched his eyebrows, "Your fate is determined by heaven, you are against the sky." Yu'er is now a mortal, the rules of the heavenly realm, and the gods can't meddle in the affairs of mortals, let alone inform the future, alas...... Have you seen Yu'er? How did you say that to her? Bihuang asked.

Huang Ling detailed everything he had passed when he met Huang Yu, and avoided Huang Yu's situation.

"When is this evil fate a head......

Palace Annex.

The Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet dispersed, and Feng Qiao was helped back to the dormitory, still carrying a pot of spirits in his hand.

"Hahaha...... Leave me alone...... Leave me alone! Let me drink."

Feng Wu tried to pull the wine jug out of his hand, but he didn't expect a drunk man to be so strong, the wine was not snatched out, and he was pushed down.

"The Emperor"

"Get out! Get out! ”

Feng Wu sighed, took off his boots for Feng Qiao, and when he covered the quilt, he heard him frowning and whispering. Winddock poked his head over and listened carefully.

Phoenix Feather ......

Just these two words over and over again, Huang Yu.

Feng Wu hooked his lips and smiled, but before the smile could be fully developed, he was pulled by a hand.

“…… Hmm"

Fengwu's eyes widened, and she looked at the handsome and slightly drunk man in front of her in surprise, and the soft touch on her lips made her feel unreal.

The ambergris on his body was mixed with the intoxicating aroma of wine, teasing the smell of Fengwu.

The strength on his lips gradually subsided, and Feng Qiao lay on the bed with his head sideways, completely asleep.

He thinks she's a phoenix......

It's really, so hurtful.

Fengwu smiled helplessly.

Tuck the corners of the quilt for him, turn around and walk out.

At the moment of closing the door, those golden eyes opened violently, rubbing their somewhat pale lips in annoyance.

The strength of the wine came up, and his head ached faintly. Usually at this time, Huang Yu would always stand in front of him with his waist pinched, accusing him while pouring sobering soup into his mouth.

The little appearance of anger and love is really cute and tight.

Feng Qiao rubbed his eyebrows and suppressed the memories in his mind. Doesn't it mean that you can forget your sorrows when you get drunk? Why he drank so much and still can't forget it.

Raise a glass to dispel sorrows......

The room was a little stuffy, Feng Qiao put on his boots, picked up the wine jug and walked out.

The summer night breeze is cool and sobering.

At the end of the path, there is a clear water.

He placed the flask on the rocks at the water's edge, crouched down and grabbed a handful of water, and threw it in his face.

Blinking his wet eyes, he looked at the white-haired man in the water and smiled self-deprecatingly.

There is nothing that is wrong with people, and now it is not even a thing.

He reached out to touch the white hair reflected in the water, and the sky swirled, and he fell down violently.

"Plop—"

The body stirred up a splash of water, which quickly dissolved into the night.

His eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking through the sparkling water waves, looking through the blue water, the sky was high and bright.

He didn't struggle, everything was slowly sinking, his long white silk hair was bright and soft washed by the water, and he was flowing like seaweed.

It turns out that death, so simple.

The emperor of Fengguo was drowned in the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, and this death method is really unprecedented.

It's good to be remembered.

If you die, you won't have so many worries when you're dead, and you won't think about anything when you're dead.

What else is there to be nostalgic for?

This prosperous and prosperous world, graceful and wealthy, is just a passing cloud. All he wanted was one of her.

But there's no going back.

It's easy to reconcile, but it's hard to be the same.

Like his hair and eyes, everything has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

"Your Majesty!" The sound came through the water waves, vague, as if through a layer of sand and gravel, slowly vibrating. His eyes were firmly fixed on the inky figure that was slowly sinking in the clear water.

The eyes are slightly open, the light robe is slowly strapped, and the soft slender long hair slowly sinks in the clear water and clear waves.

The fluttering clothes are softly swaying in the wind, like a floating cloud plated with red color by the sunset, and the incredible soft evergreen silk reveals a shocking snow-white complexion.

It was as if death was a relief for him.

"Come on, come on, the emperor is drowning!"

This is not a royal palace, and there are many guards. There are so many guards in the royal palace, all of whom are guarded in the emperor's bedroom and the ministers' bedrooms, how can anyone be in such a remote place.

The wind dock was in a hurry, and turned straight on the shore. She was born in the Fengguo Continent, where did she learn to swim.

The figure slowly sank, soaked in the coldest water of winter, as if it had sucked up all the brilliance on the water, and gradually submerged in the blue waves, and disappeared without a trace.

That's the end of it.

He thought lightly that in life and death, he actually didn't have too much attachment. He is obsessed, and she is only one from beginning to end. She forgot about him and wanted to run away from him, so what was the point of him alive?

He is an emperor, and he is also a person with seven emotions and six desires, he wants to indulge once, so he sleeps like this.

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