She had never seen what the capital looked like before it was built. But since she knew that this was the capital of Huaxia, she had been here many times. Regarding the historical evolution of the capital, in this time and space, I am afraid that no one knows better than her. However, she has little taste for the winter in the capital. So, this time, she specially caught up with this season to have a good taste of the winter in the capital.

It was a sunny afternoon, and she came to Qianmen Street. Walk into Dashilar with your feet first to see, the red lanterns on the street are still prosperous. Many old shops are full of people. In front of some shops, there is a long queue waiting to buy. The fire in the small alley was even more full of customers, and the small shops were crowded.

Walking to Qianmen Street, there is more and more people, red, yellow, blue, white, black winter clothes are dazzling, like colorful flowers blooming on the street. Turn into the intersection of Hengjie Road, look all the way, the shop signs are fluttering, dazzling, all laughing and noisy, and the guests are full.

Approaching a family of men, women and children, the little boy danced on his father's neck and sprinkled a silver bell-like laugh. A workshop selling rock sugar gourds on the street attracted her attention, so she went over to buy a bunch and eat it.

She took the rock sugar gourd and walked while eating, and came to the next street. There are many stalls selling snacks along the roadside. A stall selling "bombed chickens" aroused her curiosity. I saw a group of young men and women rushing to buy it, this one said, "I'll come two," the other said, "I'll come four," and one simply said, "I'll come to a squadron." Their burst of laughter infected everyone on the street.

She returned to the street and saw a long row of jars filled with bright peonies, accompanied by a row of street lamps. The birdcage-shaped lampshade reveals the unique flavor of Beijing.

Some elderly people sat on stone benches on the side of the street, smiling at the lively street scene. Many young people are busy looking for cameras to take pictures. Her gaze passed through the joyful flow of people, staring at the Qianmen tower bathed in sunlight, and she couldn't help but emerge another picture of the old capital that remained in her memory: in the wind and sand, a few camels tiredly walked through the front door, and disappeared into the cold clouds with heavy steps. Compared to the immediate vision, it seemed to be a distant dream.

She exhaled a breath to refresh herself, and decided to walk towards the most heavily guarded place in the capital.

This place is green, and it is indeed a good place. It's a pity that she doesn't like it!

"Lingwu!"

So, she opened her voice and screamed.

"Park, Park!"

It wasn't long before a golden bird flew straight towards her.

"Who dares to shout in such a place?" Lingwu was a little impatient and shouted without anger. However, when he saw that it was her, Lingwu was surprised and said, "It's you—Yan Nu!"

"Uh-huh!" Yan Nu glanced at Lingwu and responded with a grin. "Yes, you've been asleep for so long, and you can still remember me? I thought you only remembered the master!"

"Ah, of course I've forgotten a lot of things. However, except for the master, it is your aunt and grandmother, I dare not forget!" Lingwu hurriedly agreed. "Why, you didn't go to reincarnation? However, how did your man reincarnate countless times? Won't you also learn from the master and justice to have a long-term reunion, a long-term separation, and a long-term separation? ”

"Go! That's because the master likes to fool around, so he follows the fool. I'm not going to follow them!" Yan Nu responded very cheerfully, and she was about to move forward when she raised her feet.

"Yan Nu," Lingwu didn't stop her, and asked as he stood on her shoulder. "Are you looking for your master? Or go to your man? ”

"Of course I'm going to find the master," Yan Nu glanced at Lingwu and continued walking. "Where the master is, he must be there. found the master, and naturally he couldn't escape. ”

"yes!" Lingwu smiled as he listened. "By the way, why did you find it now?"

"God knows why?" Yan Nu rolled her eyes and said without anger. "I've tried to cut through the air a few times, but it's like an impregnable wall, and no matter how hard I try, I can deflect it somewhere else. This time, I managed to get it in the right place. ”

"Have you found out why?" Lingwu was also surprised by such an answer. So, he asked one more question.

"I found out," Yan Nu has never hidden anything from him. "It's about justice!"

"Oh-" So, Lingwu didn't dare to ask further.

Seeing Lingwu like this, Yan Nu couldn't help but stop and asked quietly: "Does justice still like to whip at every turn?" ”

Lingwu glanced at her, then nodded straight, did not speak, and put on a distorted look.

"Alas!" Yan Nu sighed and reached out to touch his little head, and also responded in a low voice: "This is also the main reason why I dare not find it easily. I'm afraid of her whipping!"

Lingwu nodded straight again, making a posture of sympathy.

"Master Sheng'an, my name is Yan Nu, and I am your female envoy!"

As soon as she entered the door, Yan Nu introduced herself to Cheng Ziyang like this.

"Yan Girl?"

Regarding Yan Nu's generosity, Cheng Ziyang is very acceptable.

It's just that for the word "Yan", he feels quite incomprehensible. Yan, which means fire. And the girl in front of her, except for her personality like fire, she can't find a trace of fire all over her body. He has long snow-white hair, snow-white skin, and even his clothes are snow-white. If it weren't for those black eyes, which flashed endlessly, the whole person would be able to fully control the crown of the "Ice Queen".

Seeing Cheng Ziyang's low groan, Lingwu thought that his inheritance memory was stuck, so he hurriedly ran to his shoulder and explained in a low voice: "Master, although the Lord has equipped you with six generals, your mother thinks that there are still no women who are meticulous and thoughtful. So, she has assigned you two more female envoys. But you don't want to be troublesome, you only need one. She's the Yan Girl. ”

"Oh-" In response, Cheng Ziyang could only nod in response. "That's it!"

"Yan Nu, there is no way," After Cheng Ziyang figured out what was going on, Lingwu ran to explain to Yan Nu again. "The master has been reincarnated countless times, and many things have been forgotten."

"I know," the Yan Maiden waved her hand generously, indicating that she didn't care about it. "It is precisely because of this that I resolutely resist reincarnation."

"Boss, boss!"

At this moment, Song Dai heard that there was a very elegant-looking girl, under the guidance of Lingwu, who came to meet Cheng Ziyang, and suddenly felt that there was a porch here, so he hurriedly came over to join in the fun.

As a result, when he looked at the girl in pairs, he suddenly felt that everything around him was still.

It was a dusk in memory, your snow-white dress cut the sunset to perfection, and all that remained in his window was the suspense of the movie montage.

You, a pair of tempting pupils, have overturned a warrior's boat with the full autumn waves.

In the depths of the abyss, warriors turned into desperate sailors, searching for the direction of the lost shore.

A hint of inspiration touched his days of silent stay on the balcony. So, he began to wrap the conspiracy with a kind of love, and the beauty of a lie became the bait of love, and when he touched your heart, he would never admit to blaspheming his sincerity, your beauty, and your tenderness.

Explanations have become superfluous,—— clouds drift across the starry sky, distant birds linger into a longing, and dewdrops on the grass are the flowers of longing.

The sun in the sky, branded with love, is brilliant on the other side of the beautiful scenery. So, he invites you to ride a horse with you, looking for a meadow under the sun when the roses are not yet in full bloom.

In and out of dreams, he comforts your long-drought poetic heart with the sound of water; Pick up the lamp and drink the sentences, and you write drunken poems for him with a pure heart.

Although there are frequent messy verses in time, that kind of chaotic mood has been knotted under the moon before the flower, and it is constantly increasing. The heart has been whipped with the whip of justice.

With a loving hand, the Creator watered all the flowers of love in the world. But the ruthless time is still you and him staggered into two distant lovesickness.

Across the water, there is not a single boat, and there is no magpie bridge to cross. Pressing the high key in the high register of a poem tightly, like grasping a straw, can not give up a glimmer of hope, even if the moment of being involved in the whirlpool, it is with a smile, dreaming of love.

However, the hopeless watch will be a fettered dream? Is hope in disappointment a boat against the current? She didn't believe it. She had 10,000 reasons not to believe it.

She unfurled a stubborn banner and declared war on one mountain after another. This flag depicts the pose of an eagle, even if it is with thunder and lightning, even if it is blazing and hurricane......

Did you move the heavens? Please leave a bloody path!

Did you move the ancient Genshin Impact? Then tell her that-

True love, on the cliffs behind the mountains. In the face of the temptation of the forbidden fruit of light, you will not lose yourself, you will not lose the theme of a human song.

Although he believes that there is love at first sight in love, Cheng Ziyang, who saw the pair of men and women in front of him staring at each other but not making a sound, couldn't help but feel a little funny.

However, when he wanted to break the silence in front of him, Lingwu had already tugged at the corners of his clothes to drag him out. At the same time, he also used his divine sense to tell him: "Let's go, master!" They were originally husband and wife. It was because of you that they were separated for a long time. Now that they're finally together, let them get together!"

"Oh!" At this point, Cheng Ziyang really has nothing to say. Actually, what he wanted to say to them was, "This is my office." If you want to look at each other like this, how about you move somewhere? The latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.