It's the princess who came back.

Once that Ah Yan, he couldn't come back, and he still couldn't keep her after all.

It seems that she saw through what Leng Hua was thinking, Nan Yan hooked her lips and smiled, her face was much gentler, even if she didn't like Leng Hua, but the status of Leng Hua in her heart was not comparable to many people.

"Lone has never had amnesia." She remembered everything, everything clearly.

Leng Hua raised his head violently, as if he was a little incredulous, and there was no amnesia......

Then why did she stay by his side, and what happened before, and how did she survive with her memory......

Nanyan did not have amnesia, which was also something that no one expected, and after a long time, Leng Hua said in a low voice, "What should I do next, please arrange it for the princess." ”

In front of Ah Yan, he is a cold painting she can rely on, but in front of the princess, he is nothing.

She's back, and the Lord God and Hanahiro should be back too, as well as those people.

Nanyan walked past Leng Hua's side, his voice was cold, and he glanced back, full of murderous intent, "Lonely back to the temple, as for you...... Within three days, Lone wanted to see all the people who had followed Lone. ”

In the galaxy, only Leng Hua will help her unconditionally, Hua Xun is unreliable, and she doesn't want to involve Ah Jin and them.

……

Above the nine layers, smoke clouds swirled, and countless red plums fell to the ground, a thick layer.

The red plum here has grown for tens of thousands of years, and it is still the same as it was back then, which is disgusting.

In the temple, Mo Shangyun had long expected that Nanyan would come back, and had been waiting for her here, not to mention that this was originally her place.

"What is the Lord God doing here?" Nanyan was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a long trail and a lavish tightness, and walked into the temple slowly, with a faint expression and a bit of arrogance.

She couldn't remember how many more thousands of years, and she was back.

Mo Shangyun's expression was uncertain, and his eyes were full of complexity, "Nanyan, have you thought about it?" ”

Although his friendship with Nanyan is based on Ah Jin, he has also been with each other for a few years, and Mo Shangyun has some pity for her in the past.

With a flick of his sleeves, Nan Yan sat on the high throne, his eyes were majestic and fierce, his gorgeous clothes hung down on the stairs, his long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was lazy but with a bit of mockery, "Sure enough, he has been the main god for a few years, it's different." ”

raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Shangyun, obviously he didn't want to be the main god, but he had to sit in this position, why bother.

"Mo Shangyun, I remember that your relationship with Fusu seems to be good 90,000 years ago." At that time, Gongzi Shu was still called Fusu, and later, he ascended to the position of the main god, and the people of Xinghe called Gongzi Shu for respect.

It's no wonder that he helps Gongzishu so much.

Her expression looked very leisurely, too, she had endured it for so many years for hatred, she had already gotten used to it, Mo Shangyun was silent for a long time, he and Fusu Shi went out of the same house, and the relationship was naturally very good, but after he entered the temple, it faded.

"Why did you go to the Eight Thousand Worlds?" Mo Shangyun asked, the plum trees outside under the powerful coercion kept trembling, and countless flowers fell one after another.

However, there was not the slightest effect on the southern smoke, why? Of course, it was to get rid of this damn physique, she was too weak at that time, and she hid desperately, for fear that she would die one day.