Looking at the various vehicles in the sea rising and falling with the waves, Liang Yu couldn't help but mutter: "It's a pity. "If the Luofu Island is directly turned into a straw weapon after the trial, will these many treasures also be taken into the pocket by Xinxia Yiying?

That is the family business that the merman clan has accumulated for more than a thousand years, and those countless treasures are a lot of treasures for any force.

Even if Yan Guo will be red-eyed, the king will be gracious and let the mermaids take away.

Although his voice was small, it also drifted into Feng Miaojun's ears with the wind, and she said lightly: "You can't do everything, you must leave a glimmer of life." ”

Liang Yu lowered his head and didn't dare to refute, but Fu Lingchuan looked at her deeply.

Others may not be able to have this kind of realization after living their lives, but how old is Changle? He has a little headache, this girl doesn't seem to be a master who is easy to control.

During the great retreat, two huge cranes flew from the sky and landed on Luofu Island.

The smaller one has a wingspan of six feet. Fu Lingchuan's subordinates greeted him, and a bird fed a spirit stone.

Feng Miaojun understood: "Come and pick us up?"

"Yes. Fu Lingchuan said with a smile, "I have some friendship with the demon king of Xishanbi, and I said hello in advance, and he sent these two crane demons to carry us back." It's just that the itinerary has changed, and now I'm going to the South Bank, but it's closer. ”

No wonder Fu Lingchuan was confident before, and he was not afraid of the Sea Clan's retaliation afterwards, so he turned out to be a backhand. Feng Miaojun couldn't help but praise him: "It's a last resort." ”

Among the capable people she knows, Yun Kui is the one who acts treacherously and unpredictable, and the one who takes precautions and does not leak a drop of water is the first to recommend Fu Lingchuan in front of her.

The mermaids not far away also saw this scene, although they were angry and hateful, they were helpless.

In the midst of the hectic chaos, twelve hours passed.

The white crane carried the two of them into the sky and circled a few times. Seeing Fu Lingchuan nodding his head, Feng Miaojun recited the mantra in a low voice, so under the eyes of the people, green smoke came out of the huge Luofu Island.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke changed from less to more, soaring, reaccumulating in Fu Lingchuan's stretched palm, and finally turned into a small tripod that was not as big as a palm.

The appearance of that tripod is no different from what Yunlai used in the past, except that what is tumbling in it is not red smoke, but green qi.

Looking at the sea again, it was empty, and there were only thousands of blue waves left.

Since then, the New Xia Kingdom has had a straw weapon, but there is a snail floating island missing in the forbidden sea.

The abrupt disappearance of the island caused a huge whirlpool on the surface of the sea, engulfing almost everything around it. Fortunately, the others had already left, and when they saw this scene more than 20 miles away, they all changed color.

The white crane only carried Feng Miaojun and Fu Lingchuan, and the other Xinxia people also took the sea route and slowly went to the south shore.

The Sea Clan is not angry, they only have a deep hatred with Fu Lingchuan, so they don't intend to embarrass other Xinxia people, and the agreement between the Xinxia Kingdom and the Shark King is somewhat restrictive.

The white crane flew higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced through the clouds and flew thousands of miles away.

At this time, it is the sunrise, the east side is full of air, and the clouds below are rolling, as if it is another ocean, which is spectacular and indescribable. The white crane travels through the sea of clouds, and even its wings are plated in red gold.

Nature is magnificent and ever-changing.

Such a beautiful scene on the clouds, she has never seen it since she came to this life. Mortals lack the means to fly into the air, and the wind here blows the bones and flesh, and the temperature is so low that it freezes instantly, how can ordinary people without protection come up?

The rising sun was so dazzling that she couldn't help but squint slightly, remembering the absurdity of this journey.

Anxia Kingdom was destroyed, Fu Lingchuan couldn't find her, so he used the fake Princess Changle to replace her; now that the fake princess is dead, the real Princess Changle has re-entered Fu Lingchuan's field of vision and re-taken over the scepter of the New Xia Kingdom.

Feng Miaojun fled Yunlai for freedom, but also to stay away from worldly disputes, hoping to find a pure land and live a free life without quarrel with the world.

The real Princess Changle inherited the throne of Xinxia.

If you remove the countless changes that have occurred in the past eight years, at first glance, it still seems so natural.

It's ridiculous, of course.

Coming full circle, everything is back to square one.

There seems to be a force in the darkness that pulls her towards her predetermined destiny. No matter how much she fights, she will still be pulled back in the end.

Feng Miaojun hated this kind of self-indulgence.

But what will she do in the future?

She exposed her identity and verified it with blood, for two reasons: one was afraid of death, and the other was to covet the golden branches and jade dew.

If she didn't stand up, the heavenly punishment that would come down could kill her; if she didn't reveal her identity, how could she possibly get every drop of golden branch jade dew worth 8,500 spirit stones? The hope of lifting the curse was worth a try, even if it was slim.

But the price she paid was equally heavy: there was no tacit understanding between Fu Lingchuan and her, only a contract, so she also swore to the Ji Qi that she would do her best for the New Xia Kingdom and seek the well-being of the Li people.

From now on, she is no longer a free and easy Feng Miaojun. From now on, she will have to bear more than just her adoptive mother, not just Feng Ji.

That's millions of kilometers of land, that's millions of civilians.

What she took was exactly what she had been hiding from before.

This kind of thing is called responsibility.

Feng Miaojun let out a long sigh and thought of Yun Jie for no reason.

Has he always borne such a burden on his shoulders?

If he always carries a heavy load, how can he show such unruliness and willfulness?

......

Flying from the original location of Luofu Island to the south shore will take four days at the speed of the crane demon.

When resting halfway, Fu Lingchuan chose an island with green trees to settle down. When Hakutsuru went fishing, he went to the other side of the hill on the island alone.

Half an hour later, smoke came out of it, and there was a strange smell.

That smell, she smelled more than once after the war.

Feng Miaojun waited for a long time before walking to the back of the mountain, and happened to see a temporary wooden platform on the beach being burned out, Fu Lingchuan half-knelt on the ground, carefully filling the ashes into a small jar.

His attitude was uninhibited.

Feng Miaojun stopped and watched silently. She wasn't used to comforting people, and she didn't know what to say.

It took a while for her to break her silence: "What's her name?"

After the fire, the young girl who replaced her turned to ashes, but Feng Miaojun didn't even know her name.

In the best years of her life, this little girl lived only as a shadow.

"Her name is Fei Yuan, but she hasn't been used for a long time. Fu Lingchuan said quietly, "Since she was seven years old, she has often met me, one is the illegitimate daughter of the palace, and the other is a distant relative of the royal family who is assigned to the border, and there will always be something to say." ”

What's more, the fake Princess Changle looked at Fu Lingchuan's eyes, Feng Miaojun understood. If it weren't for the depth of love, how could he pretend to be Princess Changle and risk the world's disapproval for Fu Lingchuan?