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At first glance, Murong Feixing was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe that such words came from the mouth of his eldest brother who was so wise and close to the demon that he didn't smile.

"But I'm not talking about her appearance," the next moment Murong Feilan immediately added another sentence, which made a certain Fenghuajun even more confused.

His eldest brother tried his best to describe a woman's beauty, but he didn't even talk about her appearance?

So what is sacred?

But...... Murong Feixing glanced at the handsome young man beside him, their family situation was quite special, and his eldest brother was indeed not easily impressed by the woman's appearance.

After all, their Murong clan is the first beauty on the Shanhai Continent.

His little aunt, who was famous all over the world but had a thin face, passed away shortly after he was born, and Murong Feixing had only seen a portrait. But his eldest brother is different from his second brother, when the eldest princess of Liao, Murong Yinxiang, died, both of them were eight or nine years old, which means that his two elder brothers have seen real people!

Murong Feixing once secretly asked the second brother if the aunt was really born so worthy of the name, but received a white eye and a fat beating.

According to his second brother's original words, not only is it worthy of the name, but their aunt is more beautiful than the rumors say!

How beautiful it is, Murong Feixing doesn't know, but according to his second brother, his aunt is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.

I don't know if his second brother has seen the woman who his eldest brother once wanted to betroth.

Thinking of this, the young man's heart moved, he looked at Murong Feilan and asked, "Big brother, who is more beautiful than the girl you said and the little aunt?" ”

Murong Feilan was stunned, and suddenly lowered his head and smiled, "The two of them can't be compared like this." I can't compare. ”

"Why can't you," Murong Feixing exclaimed unconvinced, "You obviously said ......"

However, before he finished asking, he saw Murong Feilan smile and smile, "Because I forgot." ”

Murong Feixing's eyes widened, and he looked at his ordinary and martial eldest brother and touched his head, "I just said, what makes that girl special is not in her appearance. ”

"What kind of person is that?" Murong Feixing was almost stunned, and his curiosity reached the extreme.

"She's a very special person, so special that when you see her for the first time, you forget what she looks like when you go back." Murong Feilan smiled.

He had never seen such a woman in this world, and he had to see her for the second time before he could remember her face.

And the first face, the first sight, will remember her eyes first.

He will always remember that year, when he was eleven years old, the Qin army pressed the border, and the people in the palace of the Later Liao Dynasty were panicked, and there were rumors that the violent Qin was going to destroy the Later Liao country. His grandfather asked the guards to take him away from the palace, but he refused. He stood at the gate of the palace and stared at the mountain road up the mountain for three days and three nights, but he didn't expect that he didn't wait for the army of the Qin people, only two thin women.

One tall and one short, the two women were dressed in thin cloth clothes, unarmed, as if they were not afraid of the cold of the snowy region, so they held hands and walked up to the plateau.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had hallucinated after not sleeping for too long, and saw the spirits in the snowy mountains.

However, the two women did not disappear, as if they did not see the heavily guarded soldiers in front of the Houliao Palace, so they walked towards the blade.

After the initial shock, Murong Feilan quickly realized the identities of these two people, after all, being able to be alone in the snow field is not something that ordinary people can do.

But even when he guessed the identity of the older woman, he was still shocked.

You must know that even if the strength of the Later Liao State is not as good as that of Great Qin, this is their territory, and the elite soldiers lurking in the palace are enough to encircle and suppress the goddess!

But the older woman took the young girl's hand and walked up the steps slowly, no matter how heavy the wind and snow seemed to her, it was just a light cloud.

Why aren't they afraid?

That scene was firmly in Murong Feilan's heart, and later he learned that if the two women held hands and walked together, there was no place in this world where they didn't dare to go.

He had just awakened at that time, but he immediately noticed the extraordinariness of the momentum on the older woman's body, so extraordinary that as a cultivator, he didn't even dare to look directly into the person's eyes, and couldn't help but want to kneel.

He was despising himself when the girl beside the older woman suddenly raised her head.

At that glance, Murong Feilan saw himself crashing straight into her eyes.

He suddenly understood that there really were talking eyes in this world.

This was their first encounter. Although the beginning was very turbulent, they are still young and they are not the protagonists of the story.

His grandfather soon got the news and chased him out, and the first thing he did was to follow the gaze of the great priest and carry him to the side of the ice sculpture.

He had no choice but to leave obediently, and at the last glance before leaving, he found that he was also a young child, and that the great priest insisted on keeping the girl by his side while he was talking about business.

The girl was quiet, but occasionally spoken. Originally, his grandfather didn't take her seriously, but with the conversation between her and the master, everyone in the palace gradually changed.

That's when he understood that he wasn't special.

There are people in this world who are far more precocious than he is.

Well, she's special.

Murong Feilan remembered the past, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Murong Feixing's sour voice came from the side, "I didn't expect that big brother, you actually have a deep love for that girl." ”

Murong Feilan's eyes paused and glanced at him puzzled, "Who told you that my love is deep-rooted?" Don't learn a few idioms and use them indiscriminately. ”

Murong Feixing was stunned for a moment, seeing that Murong Feilan's puzzled face didn't seem to be fake, he said in disbelief, "You won't marry a girl for life, don't you call it a deep-rooted love?" ”

"Where do you want to go," Murong Feilan smiled and said, "I'm not that infatuated. ”

You must know that even if the strength of the Later Liao State is not as good as that of Great Qin, this is their territory, and the elite soldiers lurking in the palace are enough to encircle and suppress the goddess!

But the older woman took the young girl's hand and walked up the steps slowly, no matter how heavy the wind and snow seemed to her, it was just a light cloud.

Why aren't they afraid?

That scene was firmly in Murong Feilan's heart, and later he learned that if the two women held hands and walked together, there was no place in this world where they didn't dare to go.

He had just awakened at that time, but he immediately noticed the extraordinariness of the momentum on the older woman's body, so extraordinary that as a cultivator, he didn't even dare to look directly into the person's eyes, and couldn't help but want to kneel.

He was despising himself when the girl beside the older woman suddenly raised her head.

At that glance, Murong Feilan saw himself crashing straight into her eyes.

He suddenly understood that there really were talking eyes in this world.

This was their first encounter. Although the beginning was very turbulent, they are still young and they are not the protagonists of the story.

His grandfather soon got the news and chased him out, and the first thing he did was to follow the gaze of the great priest and carry him to the side of the ice sculpture.

He had no choice but to leave obediently, and at the last glance before leaving, he found that he was also a young child, and that the great priest insisted on keeping the girl by his side while he was talking about business.

The girl was quiet, but occasionally spoken. Originally, his grandfather didn't take her seriously, but with the conversation between her and the master, everyone in the palace gradually changed.

That's when he understood that he wasn't special.

There are people in this world who are far more precocious than he is.

Well, she's special.

Murong Feilan remembered the past, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Murong Feixing's sour voice came from the side, "I didn't expect that big brother, you actually have a deep love for that girl." ”

Murong Feilan's eyes paused and glanced at him puzzled, "Who told you that my love is deep-rooted?" Don't learn a few idioms and use them indiscriminately. ”

Murong Feixing was stunned for a moment, seeing that Murong Feilan's puzzled face didn't seem to be fake, he said in disbelief, "You won't marry a girl for life, don't you call it a deep-rooted love?" ”

"Where do you want to go," Murong Feilan smiled and said, "I'm not that infatuated. ”