Fuxin: "......"

"Hmph, you have to endure the distress, don't expect the deity to go around him." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, when Fu Xin's graceful figure burst into view because he was soaked and exposed to the air.

Huang Beiyue's eyes were slightly cold, and with a wave of her sleeves, a white and flawless robe was draped on Fu Xin's body, completely covering her entire weak figure.

Fuxin: "......"

Looking at the clothes that suddenly appeared on his body, and after glancing at Huang Beiyue, who had left in a dashing manner, Fu Xin was simply stunned.

Even the green mist in the pool looked at Fu Xin's clothes with a shocked expression.

I felt a burst of lightning in my head, and I felt dizzy.

God, he must have seen it wrong, the clean and ruthless Emperor Zun actually gave his clothes to others to wear, and he was still a woman.

Is this world mysterious, or is he out of orbit.

The green mist here was like being struck by lightning, but Fu Xin on the shore gathered the clothes on his body, and felt that his cold body was also a lot warmer.

I can't help but praise Huang Beiyue in my heart.

This man looks cold and ruthless, but there is still some merit!

Thinking like this, Fu Xin also returned to Lingwuyuan in a good mood, leaving the green mist in the pond alone.

Tonight's night sky is particularly bright, and the moon hanging in the sky is also very round and bright, and the moonlight hits the ground, scattering the brilliance of the land.

The originally black yard can also be seen.

Fushin lay on the roof of the house, his hands resting behind his head and looking at the full moon in the sky.

"Look, tomorrow is a good day!"

Tomorrow is the day of the Seven Stars, and Fu Xin wants to leave Qingyun Palace more and more.

Her intuition told her that she must not go to the altar of stars tomorrow.

I don't know why I feel this way, but I believe in my own feelings.

Therefore, you must leave Qingyun Palace before going to the Star Altar tomorrow.

Just as various escape plans flashed through Fusin's mind, a black figure swept through the night sky.

If it weren't for the good in Fuxin's eyes, I thought it was a gust of wind.

After thinking about it for a moment, Fu Xin couldn't help but follow with curiosity.

After a few flashes, Fusin followed the man to a stop outside a small courtyard that looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

Fu Xin raised his eyes, and the three big characters of Siyu Pavilion came into view, and a few small characters were engraved in the lower right corner of the plaque.

North Moon Question.

Could it be that this was written by Huang Beiyue? Thinking so, Fu Xin took another closer look at the plaque, the sharp and elegant strokes, each stroke seeping out coldness.

It can be seen how ruthless Huang Beiyue was in the past.

His words and his people are simply two extremes, or they are two people from the previous Huang Beiyue.

This made Fu Xin wonder what kind of person Huang Beiyue was before.

As soon as he retracted his thoughts, Fu Xin saw the black shadow that had been standing in front of the courtyard move, and left the place in a few steps.

As soon as the man in black left, the position where he was standing suddenly exploded.

There was a burst of dust, and Fusin was surprised.

I didn't expect that there was a formation here, looking at this power, the person who laid out this formation must not be simple.

Before Fu Xin could think about it, he saw the man in black skimming a few more times, and all kinds of attacks occurred in the place where he had just stood.

And as the sound rang out, the footsteps of the guards could be heard everywhere.

Fu Xin moved his figure and turned around to leave, but at this moment, a figure landed in the open space in front of the courtyard.

Fu Xin looked at the comer, and he wanted to take a few steps when he saw that the situation was wrong.