Flat hall

Hanataki Seven is a little inexplicable right now

Just now, after a few people entered the Yama Palace, Fei Jimo went straight into the Pingzhu Palace, and also let You Xing and the subordinates go out, and there were only two people standing in the huge room.

Fei Jimo sat and drank tea without speaking, Hua Taki stood and looked at his shoes without looking up, and the atmosphere in the room was very strange for a while.

What's going on with this uncle? I've been cold-faced and angry since just now? Because what? Am I going to be disciplined?

In the end, it was right and wrong, Jimo first broke the rare quiet solitude between the two, sighed, and said helplessly, "Come and sit", Hua Taki Qi had to walk over and sit down, Fei Jimo took out the ointment out of nowhere, carefully applied the medicine, and held the woman's cold and slender wrist, "It may hurt a little", and began to secretly luck as he spoke.

Before Hua Taki could react, if it wasn't for what Jimo said, his wrist began to rip flesh and hurt like bones, and there seemed to be a warm current floating around the wound.

"You care about this ... Called a little? ”

Fei Jimo looked up and saw that Hua Longqi's face was pale and cold sweat came down, and then he saw that his wrist was intact and there was not even a trace of scar, revealing a surprised expression, and he raised his hand funny and gently wiped the cold sweat on his white face, and the soft touch made people reluctant to let go.

Hua Taki Qi was stunned, what kind of spell is this so powerful? Holding his wrist and looking up at the man in front of him with a stunned expression, Hua Takiqi's expression was very useful, Fei Jimo stroked the broken hair on the woman's forehead in a good mood, looked at the woman's dripping eyes and smiled, "Don't fight the ghost idea, this is a secret technique" said and curled his index finger and pointed at the woman's delicate nose.

The two of them froze for a while, Fei Jimo wanted to withdraw his hand but was grabbed by Hua Taki Qiyi, the woman's originally glowing eyes were full of shock, doubt and prying eyes, and they dimmed again in an instant.

"Xiao Qi, what's wrong?"

Hua Taki Qi let go of his hand instantly, still staring at himself for fear of missing something.

This action is too familiar to her, Hua Taki Qi is eager to find something in the eyes of the man in front of her, but she only sees deep and depressed, without a trace of brightness and fanaticism, the person in front of her is not Zhou Changning, let alone too Kui, he is Fei Jimo, in charge of countless undead and burdened with the resentment of the people Emperor Yan Fei Jimo.

"Your Majesty's Forgiveness"

"It's all said, don't call me Your Majesty in private"

Hua Taki didn't know when Fei Jimo left, she just sat there quietly and gently stroked the bright red half of the mask in the moonlight, she recalled the hatred in the killing, the kind and bright young man, the warm hands in the cold river and the general who disappeared her.

Fei Jimo didn't go back to his bedroom, just stood quietly under the corridor, tonight not only Hua Takiqi's flat hall was clean, but even the entire Yama Palace was exceptionally quiet and secretive, let go of the hand under the sleeve but the whole person couldn't relax, looked up at the bright and high hanging moon, the man under the clear and clear light has a thrilling beauty, the cold light reflected in the dark eyes but can't block the rushing thoughts, in this treacherous and cunning hell like a fairy in the painting, the mirror flower moon.

The wandering star in the distance didn't know what was going on, looking at the lonely Fei Jimo under the corridor, like a person who had just woken up after being hit hard and sleeping for four hundred years.

"You Xing, ask someone to go to the north hall study to add tea, someone is coming"

The north hall has seven transcript of the study

Fei Jimo strode over, signaling that Xue Tinglin, who had just stood up, didn't have to kneel, "The Wheel King came to visit late at night, what's the matter?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, today there is a ghost from the King of Equality"

"You are the busiest every day, what ghost is worth your personal visit" Fei Jimo only felt extremely tired, reached out and pinched his eyebrows, looking tired.

"He's afraid it's nothing but this world ... The last one who remembers Zhou Changning, who remembers that incident."

Fei Jimo, who was sitting on the high, suddenly opened his eyes and was in a trance for a long time, "The last one?" ”

"The last one"

"When will it be sent to the Forgotten Worry Desk?"

"Three days later"

"Got it, let's go back" Looking at Xue Tinglin's figure walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief, 1,710 years, too long, that matter is finally going to pass.

"Wandering Stars, Summoning Meng Po"

"Yes"