"It's so pretty! I'm going to live in a house like this too. ”

Murong Huanning stood in the flower garden, surrounded by greenery, dotted with pink and white flowers. She picked the red one in her hand and sniffed it lightly, the corners of her mouth were crooked, and her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful.

"How can you leave when you're here?"

There was a Tsing Yi official dressed beside her, who was also looking at it with a smile. Wen Yan nodded.

"Exactly."

Du Wei stood behind her, also looking at the sky.

"Sure enough, it's a temple, magnificent and holy."

Murong Huanning frowned, and threw the flower into his face, and the flower branch cut his face. He was not angry, but looked at Murong Huanning's face with a confused expression.

"It's like."

Murong was still breathless.

"What did you say!"

"You're a lot like him."

"Who!"

Du Wei smiled, but he didn't speak.

"You go in with her."

"Of course! I can't trust you! ”

Murong Huanning continued to pick flowers and grass, which was very unhappy.

"You're smiling."

Du Wei laughed so hard that he reached out to pull her. Murong also shook it fiercely, glared at him angrily, and raised his hand to pat him.

"Don't touch me!"

She was very disgusted.

"The antidote! Are you sure you can get it! ”

"I can't." He laughed.

"You!"

"It's weird." He deliberately made her angry, and licked her face again.

"If you smile, you laugh."

Murong also laughed angrily.

"You're sick!"

There was something happening in Changle Kingdom, that is, the monarch was injured. And the person who hurt him was his wife Murong Ying'an, who woke up from her sleep, but ran away in a daze.

It just so happened that the monarch passed under the porch, but she turned back and slashed him with a sword, injuring her arm in a panic.

The lady came to her senses. The lady suffers from lost souls,

But this has been a long time since I lost my soul, and this is not the first time.

Du Wei stood among the flowers and plants, his eyebrows lowered, and his eyes were full of dark color.

"I thought it would be a great blessing to see her. But I don't want you to be an unexpected joy, county lord, have you seen Hua Luonan? ”

"Nope."

She didn't want to see Hua Luonan.

She just needs her eldest sister to be safe and sound.

Du Wei saw her thoughts, and picked up the flowers and leaves on the ground, still with some blood.

"Be careful."

Murong Huanning raised his hand and swept it away.

"Nonsense!"

"Yes."

He looked up, but he couldn't see his features clearly in the bright sunlight. His face was white but vague, and his eyes were like deep pools and caves, empty and shiny. Looking chilling under the sun, Murong Huanning touched his arm.

"You know it! Those immortal gates are here! ”

Murong also rubbed his hands.

"Although I didn't follow me openly, I still came to a few of them."

Du Wei grinned widely, looking at the red lips and white teeth.

Murong also Ning Sheng saw a little shivering.

"Don't smile at me! It's disgusting! ”

Du Wei lowered his head.

The voice is sweet and tiresome.

"You care about me?"

"Not really! All I care about is my sister's condition! If you don't use it! I'll kill you right away! ”

"Useful in the middle!"

He lowered his head and smiled, shrugging his shoulders. Murong Huanning felt a chill, this person was scary just standing here.

Like a demon in a skin.

Murong still thought of Wang Erxiao's inexplicable fear and even fled.

I can't feel it.

She glanced at Du Wei, her eyes full of disgust. Without......

"Can you really cure my eldest sister?"

"Of course." Du Wei obediently did not raise his head.

"As long as you lead that Wang Erxiao into the temple, the residual consciousness will return to the temple, and you will no longer bother your eldest sister."

"What about those who get in the way?"

Murong Huanning leaned on the chaise longue among the flowers, pillowing the soft mat, squinting his eyes comfortably, and looking at him with a little extra vision.

"Those people are useless, they can't get in. They just wander outside, and when the temple comes down, they make offerings. ”

Murong Huanning was nauseated.

Although she didn't like these cultivators, she made offerings.

"It's disgusting!"

"Yes."

Du Wei didn't refute her, just quietly watched her every move.

Murong Huanning was uncomfortable. His eyes were a little fluttering, and his fingers were sticky, and they were stained with flower juice.

"What will happen to that Wang Erxiao? What happens to her when she goes into the temple? ”

"Your eldest sister is trapped in a nightmare and is frightened and manic. That's because she can't bear this divine will with the Blackwood Temple, but Wang Er is ...... to her."

Du Wei thought about it and smiled.

"She's going to be the way she is."

Murong Huanning clasped his fingers and asked absently.

"What do you mean?"

"She will remember who she is and take responsibility."

His eyes instantly lit up, dark and gloomy. Although he was very excited, his eyes were waveless, like his smile, stiff and jerky.

It's like ......

Murong Huanning thought about it.

It's like a paper figure, a smile is a grin, and the eyes are round. There is no delicate affection.

It's all fake.

"You're so ugly."

She said it suddenly. Du Wei lowered his head, his hands trembling a little.

"County Lord, have you seen Hua Luonan?"

"Nope! How many times do you want me to say it! ”

Du Wei suddenly raised his head, his face a little blurred.

Trembling voice.

"If you see him......"

Murong Huanning was impatient.

"What's wrong!"

Du Wei was stunned, she was angry.

“…… Would love him. ”

"Huh! Joke! How handsome he is! You can look at me well! ”

It's boring!

Murong Huanning sneered.

"Alright. Go get her. ”

Murong Huanning put the flower hairpin in his ear, the bright red flowers were delicate, and the beautiful face was as white as snow. The contrast is even more gorgeous.

"Yes."

……

"Tobacco rice? Tobacco rice? ”

Wang Erxiao was dragged around by him, and she was so panicked that she couldn't see the road clearly. But Yandao was also impatient, Wang Erxiao touched his hand, and seemed to feel some temperature.

"Tobacco ......"

"Don't speak."

He refused to look back, his back to him.

Wang Erxiao noticed the abnormality, she looked around, as if she was not in Yan'an City. There are no small bridges and bluestone streets, and the paving is gray-white brick and stone at your feet. She looked up and saw the golden roof as she looked.

His hands trembled.

"It seems too late to run away."

Wang Erxiao looked at his back, and the dark green and dark color seemed to be even deeper. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but she was sweating.

"Don't touch it!"

Yandao shook her off, walked a few steps briskly without looking back, the clothes held up on his shoulders seemed to collapse, and his flat shoulders hung down.

"You ......"

She stepped back and tried to move forward, but her feet were heavy.

"Tobacco rice."

He's dead.

Thinking of this, Wang Erxiao bit his mouth and didn't dare to cry.

Why did he die? Smoke Rice chuckled.

"I didn't want you to see it, but I always felt that if I hadn't seen it, I would still be alive. It's also because of this that I don't have a ghost. I really don't want to be a ghost. ”

"No, no, no."

Wang Erxiao shook his head.

"Whatever you want, just don't run."

All broke the sound with a crying voice.

"Don't cry."

Wang Er nodded and wiped his eyes, and was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

When she looked back, she saw a smiling face, a white face, a red mouth, and black eyes.

Leng Bu was taken aback.

"Look."

The man didn't care about her reaction, and raised his hand to point out.

Wang Erxiao looked at his finger in a daze.

"It's ......"

Floating in the air......

"Don't look!"

Suddenly, his head was covered, as if he had been knocked on a hammer.