"Yo! Xiao Mingliang, long time no see! ”

Everyone looked at Li Huahua and waved casually, and the second prince Xiao Mingliang's face immediately stiffened, and he looked surprised and sad.

With a slight cold anger in his warm eyes, he faintly swept over Xiao Mingyao's hand on her shoulder.

"Sheng'er, don't take my marriage to Sister Yue to heart, I will definitely find a way to deal with it......"

"That's it, if you don't want to be my enemy, don't trouble Xiao Liu again!"

Li Huahua smiled and waved her hand, she didn't hate Xiao Mingliang, but if he repeatedly hindered the achievement of her goal, then she couldn't care about pity or not.

"Xiao Liu...... You're really Sheng'er! My Sheng'er is back! ”

Xiao Mingliang suddenly heard that she had changed the name of the British King to Xiao Liu, and he shouted loudly and was pleasantly surprised. He couldn't help but rush forward, trying to catch Li Huahua's hand.

When his hand was about to touch, Li Huaan's figure flashed slightly, and he helped Xiao Mingyao to avoid it easily.

Although she found that Xiao Mingliang's hands were so good to see and heartwarming, she still quietly swallowed her saliva when it came to the position of seizing the throne.

"Second Highness, please pay attention to your words, I will call you brother-in-law soon."

She considered the sentence, neither wanting Xiao Liu to misunderstand, nor wanting to hurt Xiao Er too hard.

In her memory, the relationship between her and Xiao Mingliang was not as wishful thinking he thought, and the two were already life and death.

But it can probably be regarded as a childhood sweetheart, and he has also talked about the stars, the moon and the snow-capped mountains by candlelight, and talked about life ideals from poetry and songs.

Xiao Mingliang's hand froze in mid-air, and he looked at her in disbelief, as if he was looking at a stranger.

But she clearly regained her memory......

Xiao Liu is her usual name for Xiao Mingyao, she has lost her memory recently, and she always calls him with an intimate title that he doesn't understand......

Li Huaanhua glanced at it and saw that the rabbit demon Xiaoqian was fighting with a man in white with a fairy wind bone.

With just one glance, she could see that if she continued to fight like this, Xiao Qian would definitely not be that person's opponent. Although the demon power is strong, it is not suitable for protracted battles, the Dao ** power of the man in white is thick and unfathomable, and with the kung fu of tea, Xiao Qian will definitely lose.

Her gaze directly crossed Xiao Mingliang, who was still exploring herself, and turned to the man in white, who seemed to be familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it. Although the memory is restored, it does not mean that everything in childhood is remembered clearly.

She only remembered about the man in white, who she had seen when she was a child, and she couldn't remember the details of his identity.

When he turned his head again, he saw that on the other side, Qin Sang was being supported by a little brother with a leopard's tail and walking towards her.

This scene is a bit pessimistic, the emperor personally led the Yulin army, united the forces of the three major families, and encircled and suppressed a few of them, not to mention the overwhelming disparity, in terms of the number of people, it was also several times crushed.

Li Huahua was a little melancholy, how could he save everyone and stop hurting people's lives?

The corpses and blood of the mountains were scattered in the grass, which was particularly dazzling, Li Huahua couldn't stand this picture for a long time, but he was holding on, and his brain was thinking quickly, was there any perfect way.

"An Xian, your father is still fighting bloody battles at the border, defending the family and defending the country for nine lives, you must not listen to the slander of others, and mistake your own lifelong ......"

These words came from the opposite mountain, and Emperor Ling looked serious, as if he was a compassionate elder.

Li Huahua couldn't help but sneer: "My father was loyal to the country, and he was lost on the battlefield for half his life, and His Royal Highness the King of England has also guarded the riverside for many years, which has caused the court to be stable for several years!" ”

She paused, her eyes sharpening.

"Could it be that if you are loyal to the country and have a heart, your majesty should be suspicious?"

This questioning was sonorous and powerful.

The delicate voice shook the people in the valley. Yes, who doesn't know, without the stability of the Hou, there will be no stability in Daning, decades ago, Daning was troubled internally and externally, and the people were struggling to make a living.

But that one person set the world with a saddle horse, assisted the king, and established a prosperous foundation for Daning. Where does a good night's sleep come from, where does the harvest come from, and where does the Biancheng Night Market come from?

"Hua Sheng, don't accept it!"

The last sentence is a roar of revenge, and it seems to be a contemptuous challenge!

It's just that as soon as the words fell, her figure flickered, leaving Xiao Mingyao behind, and she rushed towards the direction of the Spirit Emperor like a ghost.

The Taoist who had fought against Xiao Mingyao before had a sinking face, and his backhand struck at Li Huaan.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even get half a point from the corner of her clothes, and on her right shoulder, she didn't notice Li Huaan's blow for a while.

The Taoist was shocked and angry.

He looked at Li Huahua's figure and asked, "Who are you, how can you know my Shushan stunt?" ”

Tree Hill stunt?

Everyone was surprised, it has long been rumored that Dongfang Huasheng is quite valued by the head of Shushan, and he is regarded as the most potential immortal cultivator in the Central Continent in the past hundred years. However, the eldest lady of the East, who was obsessed with the worldly scenery and was reluctant to give up the second prince of the Xiao family, refused to stay in the mountains with the head of Shushan to cultivate.

Where did Li Huahua have the kung fu to pay attention to him, slapped him away, and quickly rushed to the side of Emperor Ling.

The Spirit Emperor's Yulin Guard had already surrounded layer after layer, protecting it in the center.

It's a pity that all this, in Li Peanhua's view, is like hitting a stone with an egg, which has no effect.

After a few repetitions of the blue light knife, Yu Linwei fell down in pieces, leaving only the Spirit Emperor standing alone in the wind on the top of the mountain, shivering......

Emperor Ling is just an ordinary person, not a cultivator, not even a martial artist, to be precise, the former Emperor Ling is just a weak scholar with no power.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even get half a point from the corner of her clothes, and on her right shoulder, she didn't notice Li Huaan's blow for a while.

The Taoist was shocked and angry.

He looked at Li Huahua's figure and asked, "Who are you, how can you know my Shushan stunt?" ”

Tree Hill stunt?

Everyone was surprised, it has long been rumored that Dongfang Huasheng is quite valued by the head of Shushan, and he is regarded as the most potential immortal cultivator in the Central Continent in the past hundred years. However, the eldest lady of the East, who was obsessed with the worldly scenery and was reluctant to give up the second prince of the Xiao family, refused to stay in the mountains with the head of Shushan to cultivate.

Where did Li Huahua have the kung fu to pay attention to him, slapped him away, and quickly rushed to the side of Emperor Ling.

The Spirit Emperor's Yulin Guard had already surrounded layer after layer, protecting it in the center.

It's a pity that all this, in Li Peanhua's view, is like hitting a stone with an egg, which has no effect.

After a few repetitions of the blue light knife, Yu Linwei fell down in pieces, leaving only the Spirit Emperor standing alone in the wind on the top of the mountain, shivering......

Emperor Ling is just an ordinary person, not a cultivator, not even a martial artist, to be precise, the former Emperor Ling is just a weak scholar with no power.

It's a pity that all this, in Li Peanhua's view, is like hitting a stone with an egg, which has no effect.

After a few repetitions of the blue light knife, Yu Linwei fell down in pieces, leaving only the Spirit Emperor standing alone in the wind on the top of the mountain, shivering......

Emperor Ling is just an ordinary person, not a cultivator, not even a martial artist, to be precise, the former Emperor Ling is just a weak scholar with no power.