No matter what the wind is, it doesn't matter what it will become after that, the original owner's character choice is to be with him all the time.

It was as if the dark clouds covering my heart suddenly dispersed, and my heart was full of a sense of steadiness.

With full determination and strong feelings, after taking a deep breath, I finally opened my eyes in a real sense.

"Ran Yixi?"

In front of him was a familiar face, and he asked, "Wind and ...... Where is it? ”

It's Gong Death here, and Xiao Zhen is also there.

Just as she was thinking like this, she felt the warmth brought by the shawl on her body, and blinked her eyes, "Gong died...... Mr. Xiao, why are you here? ”

"Is the curse lifted?"

"No, why is the first sentence of your split head to be a wind story!!" With a voice full of anger, Gong Yu threw the present dynasty he was holding back to the bed with a bang.

In a corner of the palace, at the end of the quiet corridor, was the residence of Prime Minister Murong.

The room was as spacious as Jun Wuxuan's dormitory, but it lacked that gorgeous feeling because it lacked nothing but the bare minimum of daily necessities.

In addition, the owner of the room is often absent, and there is hardly a human breath here.

But on this day, Murong appeared here very unusually.

Only the light of the fireplace lit the windowless dim room, and he sat motionless in his chair in deep thought.

However, in the end, he said with one hand on his face: "It's almost time to come out, right?" It's so polite, it's really not like you. ”

Murong said in a Chang Chinese dialect that he hadn't used for several years: "Are you waiting for me to release the envoy demon? Or did you not intend for me to see you in the first place? ”

"No, I'm just waiting for you to call me."

As he spoke, the shadows of the room emerged from the shadows of the room with a black face and an equally black outfit...... A man with slender eyes, Fang Zhou Ji.

"It's still as daring, infiltrating the palace."

"Do you think it's better to disguise your appearance and enter the Empire?" Simply replying, the ark did not make the slightest sound of footsteps, and approached the place where the fire of the stove could reach.

"It's been a long time, Nightknife. That being said, not much time has passed since the plan to assassinate Jun Wuxuan on the island. ”

"But, face to face like this...... That night was the last time. ”

What came to the minds of the two of them was the night surrounded by fire and death, and the memory of the last night when the country of Chang was destroyed.

"So, what are you going to do today? Are you here to save Ran Yixi? ”

"No, it's rare to sneak into the palace like this, and I wonder if you're busy for a dinner party, but you're still so kind to keep everyone else apart, it's a rare opportunity.

Anyway, you will be punished with the death penalty according to God's law. Contrary to the relaxed tone, the strong murderous aura emanating from Fang Zhouji's body was spreading.

That murderous aura, even Murong who could predict his next move stiffened all over.

But Fang Zhou shrugged his shoulders, and the murderous aura disappeared like a fog in an instant, "Although I think so, there are still many things I want to ask you, so let's talk about it later." ”

"What do you want to ask?" Murong raised his eyebrows.

"yes, it's incredible. At that time, it was only so big, and the little one who followed behind us got such monster-like power?

What is your strength? Since the night of prophecy, this has been a big mystery for the surviving darkmen.

Everyone knows that although you are the successor of the diviner, you have not obtained spiritual power, and Mu Si ...... Your sister was chosen as a shrine maiden because of her excellent spiritual power, and your situation has become more and more embarrassing since then. ”