On the outskirts of the city, in a courtyard full of plum blossoms.

I saw that the petals were flying, the fragrance was permeating, and the courtyards were one after another, but there was a little less in the beauty and more loneliness!

However, the red silk in the city is simple and joyful, which forms a sharp contrast with the outside of the city.

"Holy Son, the welcoming procession of the Blue City has successfully arrived outside the city, and all of our people have been wiped out." In order to prevent the marriage between Youlan City and Beiling, the Holy Son used the dead soldiers of the Wu Clan, but he didn't expect it to be in vain, could it be that Youlan City is already as powerful?

I can't imagine it!

Sheng Xue ran her eyebrows lightly, and said angrily: "The only person who can deal with the dead soldiers of the Wu clan is the dark guard, I didn't expect Feng Jinglan to really make a move." ”

"Ink-clothed Secret Guard, is the Holy Son talking about the most mysterious force in the Blue City?" Long Slash said in shock.

Sheng Xue Ran waved his hand and said: "Yes or no, this holy son doesn't care, tonight King Beilingchen and Princess Nanchen got married, at most after tomorrow, she will agree to let the team of Youlan City enter the palace, and within three days, she will return to Youlan with the phoenix, and this holy son will never agree to her marrying Youlan like this." ”

"What is the Son going to do?" The long slash asked.

Sheng Xue's eyes flashed, and a cold light popped out of her deep eyes.

In the National Capital Post House.

"Lord, someone has already come to the palace, do you think you are going to enter the palace?" Xuanying asked respectfully.

Feng Jinglan nodded and said, "Go and prepare." "He'll be able to see her tonight, and he's in no hurry.

"Yes, my lord." Xuanying leaned back.

After Xuanying left, a black shadow flew from the post house, "Master, the people of the Wu Clan have been controlled. ”

"Very well, he should have gotten the news, Mo Ying, have you found out his whereabouts?" Feng Jinglan asked coldly.

The black shadow is Mo Ying, Mo Ying replied respectfully: "Back to the master, there is a plum garden outside the city, which was burned down a year ago, but I don't know that it has been restored in recent days, and the defense is extremely tight, Mo Ying is incompetent and cannot sneak in, but if Mo Ying is not bad, then the Holy Son of the Snow Land will be here." ”

Feng Jinglan glanced into the distance, and touched his nose clearly, "Mei Yuan, he doesn't give up, no matter what, this king will let him really die this time, Mo Ying, you go, there is anything to report." ”

"Yes, master." Soon a black shadow disappeared in place.

Feng Jinglan was the only one left in the quiet room, Feng Jinglan raised his hand and took off the golden jade mask, revealing a face that was like a dragon, he muttered with a smile: "Mo'er, the day your love poison is resolved, will you remember me or him first?" ”

A cold wind blew in the window, and Feng's words disappeared with the wind, and there was no response.

In the Beiling Palace, in the Fengyang Palace.

Bead curtain embroidered curtain, painted carved eaves, warm breeze caresses, embroidered tent bright.

Inside the tent, Gong Qianmo was asleep, however, a little bead of sweat faintly appeared on her forehead, and she was extremely unstable, as if she was enduring some pain in her dreams and could not be relieved.

"Ah......" Suddenly, Gong Qianmo woke up from her dream, she opened her eyes that had been soaked with sweat, and suddenly there was a little panic and fear in her beautiful eyes that were as beautiful as hibiscus out of water.

"Who is that person in the dream?" Gong Qian Mo said.

What does that person have to do with her? Why is she so reluctant?