In the middle of the blue flame is the blue lake, the person is wearing a black cloud brocade robe that symbolizes the monarch of the Bihuang clan, embroidered with a flamboyant golden bihuang flower, the robe covers her figure completely, the person has his back to them, his back is straight, his long hair is like a song, and his brilliant figure is like a god who has broken out of dawn.

No, she's a god! He is the king of the new generation of the Bihuang Protoss!

Her long black hair hung down to the water, and some slightly longer strands of hair were waving in the clear water, a shaky but wonderful pose.

The black robe gradually faded, turning into a little bit of power to merge into the blue water and auspicious light beside her, and the insolent blue flames just now also surrounded her, and they retracted their claws and became like a clingy kitten.

Every bit of blue starlight, every blue flame, is the power she was born with, only she can control it, and only she can tame it. As long as she doesn't want to, no one should try to snatch a little.

She is the new monarch of the Heavenly Palace, the master of all things, and enjoys all the resources available in heaven and earth with other monarchs. The clothes on the body, the hair ornaments on the head, the boots on the feet, and even the unique artifacts are all born from the illusion of the heart.

The black robe dispersed, and the figure was revealed.

The clothes of the world can't restrain the costumes of the gods, they can change their outfits as they want, and Huang Yu's current body is not an ethereal long skirt in the world, but a capable sun-shooting suit.

The turquoise simple and luxurious sun-shooting suit, the auspicious light on the outside seemed to drape her with a layer of golden tulle, and the delicate hem was embroidered with ancient golden patterns. Because the sleeves were pulled tightly, her clothes were tightly attached to her body, showing those delicate convex and concave just right, such as the robe under the willow waist spread out, and the dance skirt was flying, even if she was wearing some capable sun-shooting clothes, she couldn't hide the natural charm of the figure. It seems to be a jade statue.

Her eyes are faint, no matter whether she is surrounded by hustle and bustle, or quiet into the water, no matter whether the storm of memories in her mind is as light as a lotus flower, or piercing her heart, she is still like that, so that people can't see the slightest emotion.

only felt ten zhang red dust, she was not close to a point.

A misty emerald pearl hairpin kept swaying on her head, reflecting a little green like the lake water in early spring under the light. She lowered her head slightly, straightened to the impeccable facial features, meticulously discharged the beautiful wheel seat, under the faint shadow of the flow of eyes, is a natural noble and melancholy temperament, like a snow-white orchid at the bottom of the secluded valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from her bones.

The lake is tranquil, and the golden water lilies that are rare in the world grow rapidly, and there are no lotus leaves, all of them are golden water lilies that bloom quietly.

The young nascent monarch stood by the lake, and with a wave of his arm, the water lilies swept apart, and the lake parted in two, revealing the pitch-black ground. There seemed to be a thin layer of water on the ground, but it couldn't wet her clothes.

This is the black water of hell, the devouring power left behind after the evil souls have dispersed, and ordinary gods will choose to fly over when they come here, because the black water is too dirty for the gods, and they will be confused by the black water if they are not careful.

As the water lilies dissipate, the black water ripples in layers, and quickly returns to calm after a few seconds.

Huang Yu lowered his head and saw his appearance clearly.

This is Hades, where she was reborn in Nirvana.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at it with a little disgust, but there was no change in her eyes, it was still a bottomless cliff, only the slightly upturned corners of her lips exposed everything.

She seemed to hate long black hair in particular, so she thought about changing it.

She immediately looked up and stopped looking, turned around and walked towards Wen Yu and Huang Ling. The turquoise skirt drew an arc in the air, and with every step she took, the black water began to disappear from under her feet, and then gradually disappeared into the distance, finally merging with the black space.

Under his feet, all of them were replaced with white marbles, just like the marbles of the South Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Realm.

The blue eyes are like water, a blue god robe, not to provoke a little dust, the coiled bun and the slender hair of the sideburns set off the peerless face, the thin willow eyebrows, should be gentle, but it is slightly wrinkled, it seems stubborn and rejects people thousands of miles away, in the indifferent eyes, but there is no wave, the graceful face, can not see the slightest emotion, the red lips are pink, but there is no smile of the country, just coldly embellished on the cold face, the cold temperament, undoubtedly telling the living not to approach.

Wen Yu and Huang Ling, look at me, I look at you, I can't let go of a hanging heart.

Huang Yu is still the same Huang Yu, but there is an indescribable aura on her body, which makes it difficult to get close.

Perhaps it was the newborn body that made her a little unaccustomed, the first step of Huang Yu's foot was a little messy, strange steps, it seemed that she would fall at any time, but at the moment when she was about to lose her balance, but she took the next step firmly, the heel of her shoe landed, and made a click, like a Western pendulum just swinging an hour, not sooner or later, stepping on the heartbeat.

Huang Ling instinctively raised his foot to help, but Wen Yu grabbed his arm.

Wen Yu shook his head silently.

Huang Yu seemed to have figured out something because of this step, the gloomy temperament of her whole body began to change, and an unrivaled self-confidence burst out, fearless and innocent, with a shallow smile on her lips, revealing a trace of indifference that has gone through vicissitudes.

Her eyes, when seen from afar, were smiling, but when she looked closer, they seemed to contain unknowable melancholy.

After all, it was a big dream, and when she woke up, she should wake up too.

Huang Yu slowly walked towards them, his steps becoming more and more determined.

Phoenix Feather walked into the shadows, her gaze swept over the two of them, and the memories in her mind told her that it was her brother and her patronus, and that they had come to pick her up.

Her patronus had a peerless face like a Danqing painting, a pair of black and white eyes, different from the others, looking at her with cowardice and fear. It was a memory of her childhood, and everyone respected her very much, even feared her.

Only him.

His gaze was so straightforward, intense, and focused as if it had instantly entered her heart.

He was only 70,000 years older than her, and his current age was equivalent to about twenty years old in the world. He was wearing a white brocade robe, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a jade belt around his waist, fair facial features, and a clear face.

His appearance was extremely gentle and handsome, and his expression was relaxed, as if a large white petal had been opened in the dark, and a depressed and ethereal beauty floated in the cleanliness.

Especially a pair of peach blossom eyes, black and deep, like inky gems, exuding a quiet light. He held a fine ink-colored landscape folding fan artifact, graceful, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

The eyebrows and eyes are slender and sparse, looking at the brilliance in her eyes, like a slight glow on the jade, it looks soft, but in fact it is extremely tough.

His eyes were too bright, as if he knew everything, as if the deepest darkness in his heart also illuminated him at such a glance, washed away the filth, and precipitated the years.

Beautiful as a crown of jade, thick eyebrows and elegant, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are beautiful, the face is fair, the edges and corners are like ghostly carving, like poetry and painting. But what is more beautiful is not his facial features, but his whole temperament.

It is a kind of beauty that comes out of the bones, noble and elegant, elegant and elegant, and at the same time combines deep and restrained, gentle and profound......

Let her feel inexplicably at ease.

Wen Yu walked over slowly, the wide snow-white sleeves hung softly, swaying gently with the wind, as gentle as a cloud, as soft as the moon.

The two forgot each other for a moment in the mist, and Wen Yu said softly:

"Chen Wenyu, welcome the monarch. The minister is late, and asks the monarch to forgive his sins. ”

The attitude is pious and warm.

A slightly oppressive gaze came from above, and Huang Yu looked at him for a while, and said lightly, "Wen Yu, my guardian spirit." ”

He was still gentle and calm, like white clouds rolling in the sky, and Wen Yu, who was dressed like snow, smiled and responded: "Yes." The monarch still remembers the minister, and it is the honor of the minister. ”

Huang Yu said: "You have done a good job, and you have done your best, and there is no forgiveness." You are my patron saint, and my safety depends on you to protect it, so if you are so polite in front of me, the honorific title will be waived, Huang Yu, just call me like this. Don't look down, raise your head and speak. ”

"Yes." Wen Yu smiled and replied, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was happy because Huang Yu was not in sight.

He was born beautifully, and his expression was even more moving, and his dark and warm eyes were like the waves of stars in the night sky, peaceful, deep, and beautiful.

In her mind, those dark and deep eyes appeared, clear and peaceful, with a slight smile.

How could you think of that person!

They are completely different!

Huang Yu frowned and waved the man in white away from his mind.

She looked away and saw Huang Ling happily on the side.

"Brother." Huang Yu shouted with a smile.

"Hey!" The corners of Huang Ling's mouth were almost shoulder to shoulder with his temples.

The smile is quite a bit of a merry boy. The chin is slightly raised, and in the middle of the apricot-shaped eyes, the galaxy is brilliantly bright. Because of the nirvana of his relatives, his skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light.

Compared with the gentleness and delicacy of Wen Yu, Huangling is another style.

He was tall and graceful in a navy blue satin robe, with silver openwork hibiscus trim revealing inside. A jade belt is tied around the waist.

Different from Huang Yu's pair of clear blue pupils like lake water, Huang Ling's pupils are as clear as obsidian and dazzling red pupils, shining with awe-inspiring heroic energy, and there are sharp eyes hidden under the seemingly calm eye waves, with a handsome face that is upright and strong, like a carved deep contour, it is even more imposing, reminiscent of a tiger pounced on its prey on the savannah, full of danger.

Slender sword eyebrows, high nose bridge, slender jaw, and a pair of bright eyes like diamonds, sometimes shining with a look of contempt, make him look like a swaggering cat, beautiful pink thin lips are a little mean upward, with a bit of arrogance, all the facial features on his face combined into a perfect look, that arrogant appearance that does not put anyone in his eyes, is particularly prominent in the crowd. His appearance seems to be debauched, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate him.

Everyone in the Bihuang clan is handsome, not to mention the royal family of the Bihuang clan.

Huang Ling is like a mother, Huang Yu is like a father, the two of them are five similar, but in Huang Yu is heroic and soft, and Huang Ling is handsome and handsome. are all sculpted facial features, and Huangling's angular face looks handsome and abnormal.

has not experienced too many vicissitudes, even if the divine power is much weaker than her, but fortunately, she has been favored by the royal family of the Bihuang clan since she was a child, and when she is older, she can only follow her to the mortal world to suffer a reincarnation. The current Huang Ling is completely a very good big boy who is protected, and Huang Yu is much more relieved in his heart.

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