Today, this star-picking tower, which also has a history of hundreds of years, is a rare controversy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Located in the seventh floor of the attic at the top of the Star Picking Building, this attic is only more than 100 square meters, in addition to piling up all kinds of precious books, only some of the most ordinary furnishings, it seems to be very ordinary.

In the seven-story attic, the clouds are filled, and here, as long as people's hands are stretched out, they can easily touch the snow-white and slightly wet clouds.

A wrinkled palm poked out and reached into a cloud, and the palm turned back and forth in it, as if gently caressing the child's cheek, and then I saw the palm move back slowly, and what happened next was a little surprising, as the palm slowly moved back, the white cloud moved like a child attached to his parents, and moved with the old palm movement.

"Lingyun, it's been so long, why can't you let it go?" The rotten palm flipped over, as if to appease the cloud, and then the palm slowly withdrew from the air, turned back, and picked up the book that had been suspended in the air before, and then a slightly old but gentle voice sounded in this space.

The sound is not loud, but it seems to be able to pass through the void and spread thousands of miles away, and the gentle and slightly old sound is like a spring breeze, blowing into people's hearts and making people's hearts extremely calm.

It's just that no matter how soft the spring breeze is, it will never be able to blow out the flames, but may boost the power of the flames little by little.

"Ji Tianyan, don't use your 'meditation technique' on me, you know, that thing is useless to me. As soon as the old man's words fell, a voice that was extremely cold, as if it came from hell, also suddenly sounded.

And with the sound of this voice, a woman's figure appeared in front of the old man at some point, different from the old man's clothes covered with countless stars and looking extraordinary, the woman was wearing a layer of extremely close-fitting tight clothes, completely revealing her concave and perfect figure, giving people an indescribable temptation.

On top of her tight clothes, there are layers of holy and beautiful flowers, giving people a sense of conflict between light and darkness, enchanting and pure.

The woman's skin was snow-white, but the snow-white was not that healthy complexion, but revealed a sense of sickness.

The woman's face is covered by a layer of veil, but the more this is the case, the more people want to remove the veil and see what kind of beautiful face is under the veil.

Hearing the strange voice made by the woman, the man named Ji Tianyan smiled bitterly, and then said a little helplessly: "Lingyun, it's been so long since that messy thing about the brush scissors back then, can't you let it go?" ”

"Let it go, how do you let me let go, if it wasn't for that slut back then, how could I be so humiliated, and fall into this picture where people are not people, ghosts and ghosts." Hearing Ji Tianyan's words, the woman suddenly seemed to be stimulated by some huge stimulus, and her originally smart eyes instantly turned blood-red, and then her mouth let out a crazy scream like a ghost.

"I'll just ask you, Ji Tianyan, are you willing to help me?"

"It's been so long since that incident, why are you still so obsessed, besides, the person who was forced to stay away from the Xia Kingdom and go to the West back then, now life and death are unknown, and now it's just her daughter back, why are you so aggressive?"

"Hmph, everything related to that little slut, I have to destroy it alive, and then talk about my "good sister", I don't believe that the other party will die in obscurity like this, Ji Tianyan, since you don't want to help me, then forget it, but if you dare to secretly leak the news, then don't blame me for not thinking about the love of these years. ”

"What about the three of you?" The woman known as Lingyun had a cold face, said a few words coldly, and then turned her body and turned her gaze to the shadows on the side.

Out of the darkness, two men and a woman walked out, both men and women looked to be in their forties, and like Ji Tianyan, all three of them were wearing clothes covered with stars.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Ling Yun let out a disdainful sneer, and then the figure kept flashing, and with the emergence of bursts of streamers, the woman's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Tianyan, is it really okay to let her leave like this? With her temper, I'm afraid I'm going to make something big again......" After the woman's figure left, a middle-aged man who had just appeared looked in the direction of the other party's departure, his brows suddenly furrowed, and then he seemed to think of something, and let out a helpless sigh from his mouth.

"Let her go, if she really starts to go crazy, even if it is me, I will never want to confront her head-on. As for the pearl in the palm of her hand that she wants to deal with the king of Zhenhai, it is so simple, the king of Zhenhai, the king of Zhenhai, the word Zhenhai is not called in vain, over the years, how many famous pirates have been planted in the hands of the other party, the word Zhenhai is completely based on his own type. Speaking of King Zhenhai, the old man seemed to be a little emotional,

"What about it...... Would you like to inform the teacher? The man who had spoken before hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"Don't inform the teacher about this kind of thing, but he said before the retreat, if it's not a matter of life and death, don't bother him, let us decide for ourselves." Hearing the man's words, the old man frowned, and then spoke.

At this time, the Zhenhai Wangfu can be said to be busy, hundreds of maids and slaves are constantly busy, without him, just because the daughter of the Zhenhai King, who has been living abroad for more than ten years, is about to return to the house, and in order to welcome the other party, the Zhenhai Wangfu is naturally to be well arranged.

Under the escort of I don't know how many masters are hidden in the open and secret, "Shirley" is draped in a thin veil on her face, and a snow-white dress is put on her body, like a holy angel descending on the world, and the endless light seems to move slightly with her steps, and then it is scattered to the earth.

Looking at the tall, magnificent, and geometric palace in front of her, the girl seemed to be a little nervous, and then in her mind, the tall, steady and mountain-like figure appeared, and the mood slowly stabilized.