Zhong Ling'er blinked her big moist eyes and looked dazed, "Emperor? Beicang Continent? ”

She was obviously unfamiliar with these two words, as she had grown up in Breeze Villa since she was a child and had never been exposed to the outside world.

Ignorant of people, things, and places outside.

Master Feng Dust suddenly felt that he seemed to have done something wrong all these years, and he shouldn't have trapped Ling'er in Qingfeng Villa like this all the time, causing her to know nothing about the outside world.

He walked to Zhong Ling'er's side meaningfully, patted her shoulder gently, and said in a deep voice: "Ling'er, the Beicang Continent is the largest country in Kyushu, and the Emperor Zun is the overlord of the Beicang Continent, do you understand what the master said?" ”

A bright smile rose at the corner of Zhong Ling'er's mouth, and she glanced sideways at Nangong Yihan, it turned out to be an overlord, and it was nothing great, she Zhong Ling'er was still the overlord of Qingfeng Mountain.

But the overlord is the overlord, why should he be called the emperor.

She bowed to Nangong Yihan, bowed her head and said with a smile: "Hello Emperor Beicang, I am the emperor of this Qingfeng Villa, I am fortunate to meet." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of the head was slapped hard by Master Feng Chen, "Dead girl, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

He didn't want to tell Zhong Ling'er for the time being that the Emperor of the Beicang Continent in front of her was the father of the person she was going to marry in the future.

Zhong Ling'er pouted dissatisfied, rubbing the back of her aching head, "Master, why are you beating me." ”

He is the overlord, and she is also the overlord, but the area of the hegemon is different.

Nangong Yihan smiled indifferently, and his deep eyes looked at Zhong Ling'er.

Her long black and bright hair hung down softly over her shoulders, and her big eyes reflected the halo, as if the sun was dancing in it.

The curly eyelashes flutter playfully, like a lovely butterfly. The tender pink lips are slightly hooked upward, which looks very cute.

This girl shouldn't be bad when she grows up, such a child is just right for the night.

"Don't be rude." Master Feng Chen reprimanded Zhong Ling'er softly.

Nangong Yihan waved his hand slightly, "It's okay, Immortal Master, I still have to thank Ling'er's people for saving their lives." ”

Zhong Ling'er smiled and scratched the back of her head, "It's okay, it's okay, you're welcome." ”

Unexpectedly, helping others will feel so floating when accepting thank you from others, and in the future, he must help others more.

Ten days later.

In the backyard of the Light Spirit Hall where Zhong Ling'er lives, there is a big peach tree, which is the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Under the peach blossom tree, a petite pink figure stood, looking at the top of the peach blossom tree with her head cocked, and a small white snake coiled around her shoulder.

"Xiaohua, which peach blossoms do you see blooming well?" Zhong Ling'er looked at the peach blossoms and asked the little white snake, blinking at the peach blossoms on the tree with big moist eyes, these peach blossoms will become fluffy little peaches, and in May, each one is crisp and delicious, and there is a lot of saliva secreted in the mouth when I think about it.

The little white snake threw Zhong Ling'er a capitalized and bold white eye, and said that if she saved the person, she wouldn't call me Xiaohua, but this dead girl didn't count at all, and she screamed as a small flower.

The little white snake drooped his head, never raised his eyelids, and said casually: "Of course, the top is the best." ”