Nanxi didn't dare to say anything without feeling her head at all, and she followed the group of women through a straight alley, which was flanked by tall green walls, which looked like they had been tempered by the years, and many places had become smooth, but they were still standing.

Although Najia was not as strong as Chase in the past, it was also moving forward in the faltering years, and this tall green wall is the best witness.

After walking for a long time, this alley finally came to an end, Nanxi's vision suddenly broadened, the crystal walls of the halls were brilliant, magnificent in the sun, gold bricks and rubble, shining, Nanxi had never seen such a magnificent building.

This is Nadya's royal palace?

Nanxi was a little dumbfounded, which reminded him of Datong's palace, Nanxi suddenly didn't dare to imagine how spectacular Datong's palace would be!

She lowered her head and slowly followed the procession.

Lan Yuan.

Lan Yuan ushered in the first celebration after a year of mourning.

The envoys of Najia led three hundred Najia women along the winding road, and Lan Yuan's courtiers had been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time.

A cyan carriage gradually broke away from the group and headed towards the pavilion to the north.

Walking to the Guanya Pavilion, Beihuai got off the carriage, and the entourage on the side immediately stepped forward and said: "Xuanji Pavilion quickly whips up the secret letter!" ”

The entourage immediately presented a golden secret letter, and Beihuai stopped before he had time to enter the pavilion.

After reading the secret letter, his expression became tighter and tighter, and his pale thin lips looked a little weak.

"Secretly summon Sutu and ask him to come to me immediately!"

Beihuai walked into the hall, and the subordinates followed closely in the Jinru hall and returned all kinds of books that Beihuai carried with them to their original places.

An intricately intertwined hundred-year-old tree root was placed next to the bookshelf, and the ancient wood seemed to exude a faint fragrance, and the whole room was filled with its fragrance.

Under the ancient tree is a huge bronze triangular tripod, and there is a slowly flowing clear spring in the tripod, which seems to be hidden in the underground of the cliff pavilion.

Countless round jade stones sink into the spring water, each flickering with faint light and shadow, each jade stone is extremely transparent, priceless, mixed with a few huge night pearls, making the huge bronze giant tripod to the ancient wood with a faint luster.

Under a closer look, the ancient wood is actually carved with the pattern of a hundred birds, each of which is lifelike and smart.

The subordinate carefully put a golden wire birdcage on top of the ancient tree, and a pair of Bizi birds in the cage jumped happily a few times, and then quietly looked at Beihuai on the bookcase.

Beihuai rubbed his temples with his hands, the divine essence passed faster and faster in the past few days, and he felt more and more powerless.

The servant respectfully served the tea, and then stepped back and left, and the door was gently closed.

Everything seems so peaceful, but in this tranquility, there is a little more melancholy and loneliness.

Beihuai picked up the pen and slowly wrote the edict on the paper......

The wind shines through the screen window, gently stirring up his falling green silk, and his side face is as warm as jade, which is calm and calm, even if it is written at the moment is a testament, his heart has no waves.

Everything has cause and effect, and he searched for it in the world, until he was about to leave, and he realized that Nanxi was his cause and effect.

His mission gradually cleared the clouds as Cangshen approached step by step.

Beihuai's body began to gradually become transparent, and that kind of body was not enough to lift a pen......

The ink-stained pen suddenly fell, the unwritten edict was stained with ink, and suddenly the wind was blowing, the rice paper on the bookcase was blown high by the wind, and the Bizi bird jumped back and forth in the cage, making a crisp chirp.

After a burst of chaos, the wind suddenly stopped, and the flying rice paper streaked through the air and slowly settled......

A fluttering figure stood in front of the bronze tripod that held ancient trees, and faintly picked up the golden round spoon and added a few bird food to the golden wire cage.

The lost divine essence thought that he lived in his own will, and it was not until his will was stripped away by the gods that he realized that he was nothing more than a tentacle that he had sprinkled on the earth.

Wherever the tentacles reach, the gods will perceive......

He turned around slowly, and a face that was the same as Beihuai's was so clear in the twilight.

"Nanxi?" His sword eyebrows touched slightly, and then his thin lips slowly hooked a trace of pure arc: "Interesting." ”

In the blink of an eye, Nuoda's house was suddenly empty!

The people who rushed to hear the sound looked at the messy scene in the house in panic, King Zhi was gone!

Night, still.

There was no sound of insects in the palace at night, and Nanxi's head leaned on the soft square pillow and suddenly became a little unaccustomed.

She really didn't feel sleepy, and got up and poured herself a cup of tea.

The red tea water tumbles in the white porcelain cup, diffusing the unique tea aroma of Najia.

Nanxi raised her head and took a deep sip.

I didn't expect that the palace that came to Najia would still enjoy such treatment.

After inquiring, Nanxi understood why she was in the palace, and because of this, she thought of the picture of the last time she met Qing Yu.

Qing Yu told her that there was still a wisp of remnants in this body!

This wisp of remnant probably dominated this body when she was desperate, but this was only Nanxi's conjecture, after all, she couldn't communicate with that wisp of remnant like she did with Qing Yu.

Nanxi finished drinking the tea and returned to the bedside again, the tea seemed to have a sleep-inducing effect, and in a moment, she fell asleep.

Beihuai's figure appeared in her dream again, since that pain and convulsions, Nanxi had never dreamed of him again, even in her dreams, Nanxi could already feel the joy after that kind of longing.

A slender hand gently brushed her forehead, and her dream suddenly became clear, and Nanxi even felt that Beihuai had never been so clear.

The hand slowly withdrew: "Do you know that you are dreaming of me?" ”

The thin lips easily hooked a trace of arc, and Cangshen looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

He thought that the whole world was under his control, and this small island of time and space was actually undergoing great changes under his nose!

And the woman in front of him made him want to get close inexplicably.

Nanxi's brows moved, and a heart-eating pain spread throughout her body again, and Huo Mian's hand in the dream was tightly choking her neck!

Countless times she has experienced this near-death pain, as if she had died countless times.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and a magnified face was right in front of her eyes.

A cold face, eyes like stars, and thin lips.

The air froze in an instant, and Nanxi's expression stopped a second before the panic.

Time

It's still.

A small Xiaoice crystal condensed by divine power fell on the bridge of Cangshen's tall nose, and he got up carelessly.

He couldn't control her dreams just now, and she suddenly woke up, which caught him off guard.