"Ugh." Lang Xing sighed, seemingly dissatisfied with Ye Zhao's decision.

"Have you figured it out?" He confirmed at one point.

Ye Zhao turned his head to look at Lang Xing, he was already a great man, and the eyes that looked at Lang Xing at this moment were the same as his eyes when he was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a pure and scorching light, he said in a firm voice: "I think very clearly, I may not know love in the past, but from today on, I will try to be good to her, and I will make all women in the world envy her." ”

"She has long been mine, this is a marriage destined by God." As if to say to Lang Xing, and as if to say to himself, Ye Zhao repeated the latter sentence twice.

The frequency of Lang Xing's shaking fan slowed down with the rhythm of his speech, and the moment his words were drowned between his lips and teeth, Lang Xing's fan was suddenly retracted.

"Even if it costs something?" With the retraction of the fan, the curvature of the corners of Lang Xing's mouth also fell, and the eyes that were not bright were as deep as the ink dried on the inkstone.

Ye Zhao didn't hesitate at this moment, he looked at Lang Xing very firmly, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, Lang Xing actually saw affection in his eyes.

He himself wanted to laugh when he thought of these two words in his heart.

People who don't even understand love have an affectionate appearance at this moment.

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Okay, I'll help you." ”

Joy appeared in Ye Zhao's eyes, and then he realized something, and only then did Lang Xing ask what, the price?

He asked, "What did you just say, what price do you have to pay?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a little price." Lang Xing kept silent about this matter, and deliberately perfunctory.

A huge panic suddenly rose in Ye Zhao's heart, and he had a gut feeling that something was about to happen that he couldn't predict.

"Hey, Sikong Yang." He called out to the two people who were still hugging each other.

This kind of Lang Xing has never been seen by Ye Zhao, in the past, it was an expressionless and very gentle face, but at this moment, his eyebrows and eyes are shrugged, the corners of his mouth are unpleasantly drooping downward, and his eyes reveal a frightening fierceness.

This is not the Lang Xing he remembers.

His white hair lost the halo that made him look like an immortal at this moment, and Ye Zhao only remembered at this moment that the white hair was never possessed by the Nine Heavenly Immortals, and the evil ghosts in hell were white hair and red eyes.

It turns out that Langxing has been disguising himself all along? What is the purpose of disguising himself as an immortal beside him?

He was puzzled.

"What are you doing here?" Sikong Yang saw Lang Xing's existence at this time, and he looked at him with a frown.

Tang Taixia's spirit was much better, she also heard Lang Xing's voice, and looked over with Sikong Yang.

"Your Yuan Ying is much more honest than you." She remembered the time the two had spent together before, and said in a nostalgic tone.

"Where am I hiding it from you?" Sikong Yang was very unhappy that Taixia praised others like this, it was his Yuan Baby, and he was also unhappy.

A weak smile rose into Tantai Xia's pale face, and she said slowly, "A lot." For example, at the beginning, you didn't want to tell me about Luding's physique at all, and you still wanted to trick me into having a round house with you......"

"Don't talk about it." Sikong Yang's face flushed for a moment, and then he immediately covered Yutai Xia's mouth and didn't let her continue.

His big hand covered her face, and with a small face the size of a palm, she could only see a pair of eyebrows and eyes bent up with a smile at the moment.

"You let me say it, if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance to say it in the future, I'm going to die, Sikong Yang." As she spoke, her voice lowered again.

"I don't really want to die." Somehow, her eyes were a little hot, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand and press her eyes, so she had to close her eyes.

But she soon opened her eyes again, and when she closed her eyes, she felt as if she was dead, and she panicked.

"There are so many places I haven't been to, so many delicacies I haven't eaten, I haven't seen Bai Qingqing as the head of the house, and I haven't even really liked someone."

Sikong Yang was a little surprised when he heard her last sentence, and he hurriedly asked, "You haven't liked anyone, then Lin Xiangchen?" ”

When he heard him mention Lin Xiangchen, he remembered that he had used Lin Xiangchen as an excuse in front of him before, and he was a little embarrassed: "I was the only one by my side at the time, so I took the habit as a liking, and then I gradually understood that I would not be sad and angry because others also admired him, I would only feel puzzled, where is this considered to be like, like will monopolize a person." ”

This paragraph is a bit long, and after Taixia finished speaking, she gasped rapidly, her lips became more and more pale, Sikong Yang came back to his senses, and was a little annoyed that he would talk to her according to Taixia's wishes, obviously it was a matter of life now.

In this way, he didn't answer Taixia's words again, and shouted at Lang Xing outside the enchantment: "You call me, but are you ready?" ”

Lang Xing originally planned to make a quick decision, but when he saw that the two of them only answered him, he ignored that he was still watching, so he got together and talked again, and a gloom flashed on his face, which was too indifferent to people!

If it was before, Lang Xing would have thrown his sleeves and left, but in this situation, he could only turn around, uphold the gentlemanly demeanor, and ignore the incivility.

"I have a request." Lang Xing didn't say yes yet, he raised his eyebrows, it was a gesture of negotiation.

"What requirements?" Sikong Yang frowned.

Yuan Ying was very obedient when he was in Danfu in the past, just like when he was a child, he was a well-behaved and distressed child, but somehow he went out for decades, and he turned into the scheming and obedient appearance he is now, which is not at all the same as his original growth trajectory.

"From now on, Tantai Xia can only be the wife of Ye Zhao and the future queen of Changfeng Kingdom."

"Impossible." Sikong Yang refused without thinking about it, he continued: "Even without you, I can save her, if you don't want to come back, just be outside by yourself, just watch yourself, don't accidentally die." ”

Lang Xing thought that he would refuse, but he didn't expect him to refuse so quickly, without even the slightest hesitation.

He raised his eyebrows, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "Sikong Yang, do you like her?" ”

"What did you say?"

The two men spoke at the same time, and when they had finished speaking, they also looked at each other, as if they were surprised that the other would say this.

"Heh, it seems that I don't need to ask, the answer is already in front of my eyes." The corners of Lang Xing's mouth hooked up a mocking smile, mocking the two people's mismatch, mocking his own hindsight, and even ridiculing Ye Zhao's wishful thinking.

"In this way, instead of a lifetime, it will be twenty years, no, fifteen years, okay? For fifteen years, stay by Yezhao's side and be his wife. Lang Xing did not give up, lowered his posture, and discussed with the two people.

Sikong Yang's brows never relaxed, he stared at Lang Xing, very puzzled by his actions at this time: "What are you saying this for?" For that little emperor? ”

He felt a little unhappy in his heart, and it was difficult for him to accept the humility of people who were exactly like him, just like himself.

"Not for anyone." Lang Xing replied in a low voice, and then added: "If fifteen years is too long, then three years, just keep a child by his side for Ye Zhao, so that he can have a thought." ”

"Your words are getting more and more excessive!" This time he didn't let Sikong Yang speak, and Taixia said with his own panting.

"Am I something? Is it an object whose value can be measured? Just so casually let you evaluate? Langxing, I am a human being, a living and thinking person, not something you use to talk about conditions. ”

Her expression was angry and sad, when she was in that palace, Lang Xing was a very good person to her, and she almost became her senior brother in the divination gate, but unfortunately, it was just almost.

She was also glad that Sikong Yang suddenly appeared at that time and interrupted their apprenticeship ceremony, otherwise she would have been at the mercy of Ye Zhao now.

"Only by living can people say anything else." Langxing didn't refute, just said this.

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she wanted to argue with him, but her throat suddenly itched, and she couldn't bear it, so she could only pat her chest and cough.

"Wow-" What seemed to be something sticky blurted out, and Taixia could only think, don't be a mouthful of thick phlegm, if so, her image at this time is still missing......

However, it was not a thick phlegm, but a mouthful of blood, which was said to be blood because it had just been spit out, and the blood stains on the ground were already red and black, and there was more black.

"This, how do you feel, I'm still poisoned?" She was not afraid, and she had a little leisure to analyze the color of her blood.

Sikong Yang immediately sank down when he heard this, seeing that the color of his blood was indeed wrong, he quickly mobilized his spiritual power to search around her body.

The result surprised and disappointed him, and was surprised that she was not poisoned, and disappointed that she was not poisoned.

The strange mass of blood on the ground is worth pondering.

"You're running out of time." Lang Xing was not disturbed by Taixia's vomiting of blood, and reminded him kindly.

"No need, I'll set you free." Sikong Yang refused fiercely.

"Shantai Xia, give me that thing from Huangquan Town." He immediately asked in a low voice.

"Oh, good." Taixia quickly took her attention off the blood, and her hands laboriously groped around her body, and after a while, her expression was a little dazed.

"Like, gone?" She confirmed that she really didn't have anything on her.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Outside the pale blue barrier, Lang Xing held a disc-shaped black stone in his hand and shook it at the two people.