In the 265th year of the Southern Snow Kingdom, Xuanyuan Yuji raised troops to destroy Shikoku, and the beacon fire burned the entire land, and the surrounding wails continued. {We don't write about them, we're just web text porters.} - Wherever he went, there was no living mouth, and because of his cruel means, he killed innocents indiscriminately, and was doused as 'faint king.'

But under that bloodthirsty method, many people know his grief. The white-haired and red-faced, unknown woman has always been a pain in his heart.

"The emperor is mighty, long live, long live, long live." In the palace, the ministers knelt down towards the cold, high man.

"Up."

After speaking coldly, Xuanyuan Feather Trace left. The ministers looked at each other and shook their heads worriedly. In his state, they are all worried, and they only hope that Nangong Xinyao can come back and let him feel at ease.

The ministers shook their heads, drank and wrote poems, and celebrated the unification of the world. At the gate of Xinji Palace, Xuanyuan Yuji sat on the ground, looking at the dark sky with a pair of sad cold eyes.

"Yao'er, no matter where you are, even if you search the world, I will definitely find you."

"I'm sorry, Yao'er." Closing his eyes, he gulped down the wine, hoping to numb his aching heart with it.

In 268 A.D., in the palace of the Southern Snow Country, fireworks were everywhere, and the sky was dyed with red glow. A man dressed in white stood among the purple lavender everywhere, looking at the purple and red flowers, a tear could not help but flow.

"Trace, still no news of her?" A man walked up behind him and asked worriedly.

"She-" Xuanyuan Feather's chest couldn't help but ache again.

Back then, he stabbed Nangong Xinyao with a sword, and Nangong Xinyao instantly changed her green silk into white hair. Remembering everything and resenting himself, he took up his sword and stabbed himself in the chest, and from then on, his heart ached. They searched all over the place, but there was no sign of her.

"Trace, it's been three years, and you've seen for yourself what you've done in the past three years." The world is peaceful, but his methods are terrifying.

"Back then, her meridians were shattered, and she was stabbed by you, and she had no chance of surviving, wake up." At this moment, a voice joined.

"You're looking for death."

I saw Xuanyuan Yuji's figure flashing quickly, and he instantly arrived in front of Xiao Yunfeng, stretched out his hand and pinched his neck.

Back then, he studied hard and finally found a way to renew Nangong Xinyao's life, but as soon as he entered Nanxue Country, he heard many things. Scared and worried, I went to Yu Chenguo to look for her, after all, between heaven and earth, there were all screams and cries, and Nangong Xinyao had long since disappeared.

"Kill me, kill me, and I'll go see her." Over the years, he has lived better than death, and he has long wanted to die.

"Even if you kill him, Yaoyao won't be able to see it." Ouyang Xuan hurriedly stopped.

After so many years, all the time, in heaven and on earth, there is no one who does not look for her. , and she is someone who can find it if she wants to. If Nangong Xinyao doesn't return for a day, Xuanyuan Yuji will probably go on like this in this life.

"Get out." Coldly spit out a word.

"If it weren't for you, Yao'er wouldn't have died, Xuanyuan Feather Marks, you will never see her again in this life and this life."

"Don't say any more." Ouyang Xuan hurriedly pulled Xiao Yunfeng up and left, for fear of angering Xuanyuan Feather Marks.

I can't see it—

Xuanyuan Yuji retreated again and again, shaking his head constantly, he didn't believe that he wouldn't see Nangong Xinyao in this life. Even if it is a thousand years, ten thousand years, he will look for it. He believes that as long as he persists, he will definitely find it. Everyone said she was dead, yes, only he knew, she was alive.

"Ouyang Xuan, you let go of me." Xiao Yunfeng was dragged all the way to a remote corner.

"Don't irritate him anymore, over the years, he has lived better than dead."

As a friend of Xuanyuan Feather Scar, he was uncomfortable. As Nangong Xinyao's brother-in-law, he felt sorry for the poor and desolate woman. It's been three years, and Xuanyuan Feather Marks have been frantically rummaging all over the world, but there is no trace at all.

"Life is better than death, huh! He couldn't die at all. Isn't he in charge of the six worlds in heaven and earth? Why can't I find Yao'er? "Except to disappear forever.

"Xiao Yunfeng, you better go back."

"Go back? How do I go back, how do I face my master and wife? ”

If Nangong Xiaotian didn't appear, he really didn't know that Nangong Xinyao was his master's daughter. went back like this, saw Mu Lian'er who washed her face with tears, and saw Nangong Xiaotian who only knew how to blame him, he didn't know how to go back.

"Dad and Mom won't blame you." Even if it's weird, it's also a blame for Xuanyuan feather marks.

"It's me who can't get through here." He obviously thought to save her, but he didn't do it, and he was one step too late.

"Traces say, Yaoyao is still alive."

He believed what Xuanyuan Yuji said, over the years, Nangong Yan'er was able to live with Nangong Xinyao who was still alive. If there is no such hope for Miaomiao, I am afraid that Nangong Yan'er is already - she loves her sister so much, and no one wants such a thing to happen.

"Then why can't I find it?" He also searched, but he couldn't find it.

"Why, I can't find what to say, if it weren't for him, Yao'er wouldn't have ended up like this, it's all his fault, and he is the one who should die."

The more Xiao Yunfeng spoke, the more excited he became, and his muscles were rising, as if he was about to burn Xuanyuan Feather Marks with endless anger. Every moment, he wanted to kill Xuanyuan Feather Scar, but it was useless. Even if tens of millions of years have passed, Xuanyuan Feather Marks have no death, no injuries and no pain at all.

"I believe what the mark said, Yaoyao is still alive." After a long time, Ouyang Xuan raised his head and said a word, and then walked towards the front.

"Don't fool yourself." Xiao Yunfeng replied loudly, his voice full of despair.

"Xiao Yunfeng, marks don't deceive."

Xiao Yunfeng smiled mockingly, if so, he also wanted to believe that Nangong Xinyao was not dead. But if you are alive, how can there be no trace, this is too mysterious. He didn't want to believe this fact either, everything was laid out in front of him, and how could he not believe it.

"Daddy." As soon as Ouyang Xuan entered the door, a pink child walked over and said inarticulately.

"Xiang'er is good." Ouyang Xuan patted the child's head and smiled softly.

The child in front of him, named Ouyang Haoxiang, is the child of him and Nangong Yan'er, who is two years old this year. Over the years, the kid in front of him has been shouting for him to tell him about Nangong Xinyao.

"Daddy, aunt, say that auntie will tell Xiang'er." The little hand pulled Ouyang Xuan's robe, swaying constantly.

"Xiang'er, Daddy will tell you in the evening, okay."

"Hmm."

He nodded obediently, and the butler took him out. Ouyang Xuan glanced at it, and then strode towards the backyard. In the backyard, Nangong Yan'er sat on the edge of the pool, looking at the water, her eyes did not blink.

Walking over lightly, Ouyang Xuan hugged her from behind.

"Why, I'm thinking about her again." His suffering, he understood.

"Xuan."

Feeling the warmth of that embrace, she turned around and hugged him tightly. Three years, three whole years, looking for it all the time, but there has been no news of Nangong Xinyao, she is really worried, worried that just like those people outside said, her sister disappeared into the Six Realms and disappeared.

"Yaoyao will definitely be fine, don't worry."

"Xuan, how is the master, he- is he okay?"

Since Nangong Xinyao disappeared, she hated Xuanyuan Feather Marks in her heart and never entered the palace. She was afraid of seeing Xuanyuan Feather Marks, and couldn't help but want to kill him, for many years, she had heard that he was not in a good state, and the hatred in her heart was also relaxed.

"If he doesn't let himself go, I'm afraid—" Xuanyuan Feather Trace's current thin wind will come as soon as it blows, and I don't know if he can get through it.

"I don't know, where Yaoyao is now." Nangong Yan'er sighed helplessly, there was nothing she could do.

"By the way, Xuan, let's go see Daddy."

It's been so long, they haven't gone to see their parents, and they have been very uncomfortable without Yaoyao.

For a long time, they didn't go to see Nangong Xiaotian and Mu Lian'er, I don't know if they are okay. I lost a child, and I am afraid it would be better to see her. I only hope that everyone can come out and stop being sad and deep.

"Okay, then we'll go check it out early tomorrow morning." Gently brushed her messy hair and smiled gently.

"Hmm."

The night erased the last rays of the sun, and the night was like a velvet curtain in the theater, slowly falling. In the night sky, the moon was dim, the stars were sparse, and the whole earth seemed to fall asleep. The night is very charming, and the little blue stars in the sky, blinking mysteriously, are so far away from us. Although the night is beautiful, it makes people feel so sad and lonely.

In the early morning, the sky was gray and bright, and when things were ready, Nangong Yan'er and his wife took their children to get into the carriage and went to find Nangong Xiaotian and Mu Lian'er.

"Mother, grandmother, why don't they live with us?" In the carriage, their children asked.

"Because of my grandmother, they're looking for my aunt." Speaking of this, Nangong Yan'er's eyes were red.

"Mother, don't cry, my aunt will come back."

His small cheeks had a determined look in his eyes, and his fleshy little hands wiped away tears for her. Nangong Yan'er nodded, leaned over, and gently dropped a kiss on his little face. Ouyang Xuan looked at their mother and son from the side, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Daddy, why don't you kiss your mother."

"Ugh!" Nangong Yan'er looked at his evil smile and frowned.

This expression is clearly the expression of Nangong Xinyao when she did something bad. Sure enough, the nephews are similar to their aunts or uncles, and such children simply inherit Nangong Xinyao's character.

However, if it is similar to Nangong, it is also very good. After all, such a woman is something that everyone will like.

"Boy, what bad idea do you want to fight?" Ouyang Xuan patted his head lightly with his hand.

"Daddy is bad, hit Xiang'er, mother, you help Xiang'er beat daddy."

"Your own business, solve it yourself." Nangong Yan'er raised her eyebrows coolly.

The family, laughing in the carriage. Time passed, and they came to a high slope. Looking at the towering slope, Ouyang Xuan picked up Xiang'er, and Nangong Yan'er walked ahead, approaching the house on the top of the mountain step by step.