4 Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart

"Miss, I'll go with you." The bell whispered. The speed of grooming on the hands is the same as before. Instead, on the dresser, he picked up cinnabar red and dotted cinnabar between Ziyou's eyebrows.

"The command of the lord of the kingdom shall not be disobeyed. These were the first words your father said to you when you came to me. Ling'er, just do your own thing. By my side, I don't need you to hurt me, protecting yourself is what you should do. Do you understand? Ziyou's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold. As he spoke, he picked up the red paper on the dresser, put it to his lips and took a sip. This red makeup is painted.

I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of my mother again. I heard from my uncles and uncles that whenever there was something important, my mother would wear a red dress and a red makeup.

But for her, the biggest thing is just death.

After sending Ziyou out of the island, he whispered two words: "Ziyou, Qingqing Zijin, you are my heart." ”

"Hopefully we won't want to see each other again." This sentence, Yuntian not only said it to Ziyou, but also to himself.

Ziyou is outstanding, and her behavior is by no means an ordinary girl. At his first sight of her, he felt a strong sense of danger. Out of instinct, he chose not to see her again. It's just that fate is such a thing, and it is clearly stated and stopped.

It's a cloudy day, but it's a little boring. But think about it, this is surrounded by green waters and green mountains on the island, and there are many strange rocks and beasts. It's better not to think about things that don't matter.

Just as he was thinking about where to start first, he saw a crane flying towards him. He closed it in his palm, and the figure of his father Yun Li appeared in the air. Totally the image of a kind old man.

"Where are you now?" Although the tone was slow, there was a hint of anger.

The old man can't be blamed for this. At the beginning of the candidate election, Yun Tian was stunned and disappeared. Although he is asked to choose his own life, he can be present on such a major occasion, as the identity of the prince of the dead country.

"Sycamore Forest. Dad, the child doesn't like that occasion very much, besides, I have visited all over the world, who doesn't know. Whatever they want, let them go. The child doesn't care. Anyway, I'm not the lord of this country. Look at you, and you'll find out. How tired. Yuntian's tone was still so capricious.

"Come back to me, do you hear me?" Yun Li's tone couldn't help but be a lot heavier.

Yun Tian pointed at the irritable Xinhe, and suddenly, Yun Li's figure disappeared. The call is over.

He said he wouldn't go, but how dare he not listen to his father's words? No, it's better to go to Cangxia Peak obediently.

Cangxia Peak is a place where people who cultivate immortals in the world flock to it. The fairy aura is full and the breath is pure. There are countless spirit grass fairy stones on the mountain peaks. It is said that ten points of heaven have left eight points of the immortals in the country of death. Lihu Island is a real place for the cultivation of immortals.

Even so, in order to ensure that the immortals can stay well, except for a few people with pure minds and good immortal nature, the rest of the people are not allowed to enter. It will only be open except for the general election of candidates. Even so, it is not open to women.

As soon as Yuntian was born, he stayed in Cangxia Peak with his extremely high immortality. The scenery of Cangxia Peak has not changed for ten years, and he is a little tired of seeing it.

The gate to the island is only opened twice a year. When the door is closed, the direction of the exit will also change. When it opens, Yuntian will always run out to play for a few days. Wait until you're comfortable playing, and then come back. Even so, his cultivation continued unabated. This made the people who cultivated with him envious for a while, but what about envy, talent is really not envious.

In the blink of an eye, the clouds disappeared from the sycamore forest, except for a fallen leaf, the rest were exactly the same as when they came.