No one dared to persuade him, and the palace master also knew that at this moment, Rao was dying on the spot, and he could not eliminate the grief and anger in the heart of the Vermilion Bird King.

At this time, Lu Yun could only struggle, crawling towards the feet of the Vermilion Bird King, squeezing out word by word from the chest cavity that was almost broken, and the blood stains flowed on his clothes like flowers: "Your Majesty, now that the matter is now, we should do our best to find His Highness, Fang is the first priority." ”

The palace master also released some of his divine power to help resist the divine pressure of the Vermilion Bird King, after all, in his palace, after this accident, he couldn't watch a disciple die again.

After a moment of stalemate, the Vermilion Bird King's divine pressure was partially restrained, his face was still as dark as night, and he reluctantly saluted the palace master and said: "Palace master, the little girl is missing, the matter is serious, Yan Xi will send Fulan back to the palace first, appease one or two and summon each other again to discuss countermeasures." ”

Emperor Shuntian, as the Vermilion Bird King left with the unconscious queen, the divine pressure on everyone's body was released, and they couldn't help but let out a breath.

Qianyue wiped a handful of blood from his lips, looked around coldly at everyone, and left.

The palace master shook his head and sighed and left. Bishop Konoha and Bishop Dan glanced at each other, and they were also solemn and heavy as they had never been, and went down to check on the three of them respectively.

The next day, a message came from the Vermilion Bird Palace, and the people of the Vermilion Bird Clan received a message announcing the Three Realms: The Vermilion Bird Princess's daughter suddenly fell into a serious illness and fell into a deep sleep, and she needed to retreat and recuperate, and outsiders were not allowed to disturb her.

Soon, Langhuan Palace was quietly closed. It is said that the palace master took the blame and took responsibility for a catastrophe caused by the palace, and at the same time, the palace disciples Fujiang and Liuguang, one was deposed to the Nether, and the other was exiled to the Rootless Ice Field.

The palace people who came to play the newspaper before the book case had just left, and Qianyue closed his eyes, and his brows were deeply locked and he fell into thought. The concubine appeared at the right time, holding the tea and standing aside gently.

A moment later, a woman who looked like a palace maid broke in, angry, and the palace people couldn't stop it, so they had to bow down to Qianyue and ask for mercy.

Qian Yue opened his eyes, noticed the black slave lines on his cheeks, and scolded angrily: "Jin Nian, you are too presumptuous!"

Jin Nian didn't bow down, but stared at the frightened concubine, and sneered: "I have long put life and death aside, this has been made clear to the prince, the son, you don't look down on the woman who cares about you, be careful of the big thing!"

"There are rumors that the Vermilion Bird Princess's daughter was killed, Shizi, this ghost spirit previously secretly plotted with a selfish collusion with the disciples of the Yu Clan, isn't it a good thing she did!" Jin Nian pointed to her sister-in-law and said in a deep voice: "Yan Qianyi's identity is special, she is of great use to us in life, you won't be carried away by beauty, don't you remember what you promised me?"

A divine light slammed into Jin Nian's body, knocking her whole person almost a few feet away, and there was no sound for a long time.

The concubine knelt down with a "plop", and the whole person trembled.

Qianyue stood up and walked in front of her sister-in-law, her fingers supported her chin and her head was raised, her eyes were dark, and her voice was like a thousand years of ice: "Am I being too merciful to you all recently, so that you all forget who the master of Lingxiao Palace is?!"

The sister-in-law was in pain under his fingers, and tears came out of her eyes, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

Qianyue let go of his hand with disgust in his eyes before the tears flowed to his fingers, threw off his sleeves, and when he walked past Jin Nian who was lying on the ground, he snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, it won't be long before there will be news of the awakening of the princess in the Vermilion Bird Palace." Moreover, you have to remember that even without Yan Qianyi, I can still achieve your wishes. ”

"Until then, what you have to do is stay in peace and don't make me want to kill you. ”

Although he was the first to leave after King Suzaku left, he secretly asked to see the palace master. He only had one question, and he knew that those who cultivated above him were also faintly suspicious, but no one dared to ask it.

He asked the palace master of Lang Huan: "With so much divine power infusion, is there any possibility that this passage will collapse, or, in it, has it been torn to pieces?"

The palace master touched his beard and did not speak, but sighed deeply.

Exit from the reading.

He knew that for the sake of the stability of the Suzaku royal family, before the real princess came back or everyone could accept the fact that the princess had died, there would soon be a fake Yan Qianyi.

I'm afraid this wedding period is going to be extended indefinitely. If they dared to marry a fake princess, he would have enough reason to attack the Suzaku clan. Thinking about it this way, even if there is no one who exterminates the race, it may not be impossible to succeed. Before that, he cooperated with them well and secretly accumulated strength.

These women, the intrigue looks really ugly. But he can't give up his concubine at the moment, he and Meizu are an alliance that uses each other, and this woman is a bond.

In the huge Lingxiao Palace, the cold palace room is airtight, and the depressing and heavy thing is the air here and his thoughts.

He suddenly remembered the sun-like thorny rose, and the first greeting was so brilliant and unbridled that it could really be locked up in this dark temple for no reason, and perhaps it could light up a corner of the bright light, and bring a little vitality.

It's a pity.

In Qianyue's hand was a rose petal that was quietly brought back from the back garden of the Vermilion Bird Palace that day, which had withered, but the fragrance seemed to still be in the air, and with a slight crushing of his fingers, it turned into powder.

In a tent made of ropes bound by various animal skins, there was a delicate-faced man wrapped in plain clothes made of white fur and rope grass, writing with charcoal on a simple desk, and a mirror on the table, the man occasionally glanced at it, and a warm smile appeared on his face, like a spring breeze that had never been bathed in this frozen soil, like the ripples of snow slowly melting in his palm.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a woman, also wrapped in fur, entered, and her eyes fell on the man, who quickly put the mirror away into a pile of straw paper, and smiled a little heartily at the woman.

The woman smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't hide it, the women have seen it." ”

The man coughed a few times in disguise, and then passed away in a daze, and simply smiled at the woman who was famous for calling a woman, and at the same time took out the mirror generously and put it in his hand to look at it. After a while, countless stars lit up in those eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

"A good man, take self-portraits in the mirror every day, are you ashamed?" The woman teased him while sitting down and sewing clothes with an oil lamp.

"㜎, she demolished someone's house today and was fined for repairing the house. The man covered his mouth, but his smile spread like a pearl.

㜎 helpless, I want to say something, when I look up, but like many times before, I was shocked by his appearance and temperament for a moment: although in the burrow, there is no gorgeous clothes, the black hair is simply held by branches, the face is like the moon, the eyes are like stars, and the idle sitting, but it is as clear as a snowy night, and the jade mountain is calm, suddenly like a fairy outside the world, but it is more majestic.

Because it is not the immortals who are degraded, but the gods.

This man is the adult Bai Yan, and 㜎 is the palace person of her mother's concubine.

The Rootless Ice Plain is a place for the exile of the Protoss, although it is not as thorough as the Transformation of the Abyss, and they do not have to endure the hard labor of reincarnation, but when it comes to the exile of the Rootless Ice Plain, all the Protoss will have fear on their faces and feel sad in their hearts.

When Bai Xi was first sent here by Fei Peng, because the place was too desolate and his mana was banned, he could only leave a protective charm on Bai Xi's body, hoping to protect the child through the earliest and most difficult tens of thousands of years. If you can't, you will be attacked or devoured by the beasts here, and you will have to resign yourself to your fate.

The experience of Bai Xi within 30,000 years old is only those survival instincts that are almost cruel to a child: scavenging on the roots and stems of plants under the frozen soil several meters thick, feeding on snow and ice, snatching that little food from wild beasts, and more often suffering from hunger, and then the storms and snowstorms, which are coveted by wild beasts.

He collapsed countless times a few hundred meters away from the nest he had built, and then woke up a few days later, biting his fingers, sucking his own blood, and exhaling again.

It wasn't until the arrival of the girl that the situation got some improvement.

That day he was unconscious in the snowstorm, thinking that he would finally end his painful predicament in his sleep, but he was surrounded by a warm embrace, which sent him back to the lair, and also brought his life and a slightly improved life.

Tears fell on his cheeks and called his name, saying that he was the child of the auspicious heavenly Suzaku King, that she had served his mother, and that she would always be here to accompany him and take care of him, just like her own child.

Ignorant, he couldn't understand the words of the girl at that time. He just looked at her, and as tears slipped from her bright eyes to his lips, he sipped it, so sweet, like a little piece in the heart of a snowball.

In the days to come, although it was difficult, there were people to accompany them. And what made him infinitely happy in the lonely years that followed was that the girl brought a treasure mirror that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and he could see the people he wanted to see.

The girl told him everything about Jixiangtian, including her mother's death, but she didn't tell him the reason for her exile.

That day, he wanted to see his father and accidentally saw his half-sister. It is said that Qianyi is different from those children of the auspicious heavenly royal family, the elves are eccentric and deviant.

He couldn't take his eyes off her, watching her play tricks, arson, fight, and play tricks on others since she was a child, and a smile brought infinite color to his barren life. Rao was laughed at, and he had to look at it several times a day, and then hide it like a treasure. When encountering a sinister heart, I can't help but call the mirror.

He didn't know if these warnings could be reached through the distant space, and he gradually had the idea of wanting to see her and return to Jixiangtian, but he suppressed it again and again.

But he had told him when he was a child that they would never be able to return when they came here. In fact, what I didn't say was that even if he found a way back, he couldn't go back, and his appearance would bring ruin to the entire clan, and before that, he would also be the target of death.

He saw the pain in his eyes, so he sensibly stopped asking. After years of suffering, he still lives up to his name. The sun is shining, bright as snow, cold and cold, and the heart is deeply hidden.

Until that day, he saw Yan Qianyi disappear from the "winding path", and the mirror in his hand fell down and rolled a few times with a "clang". He stood up with a pale face, and said to the surprised girl for the first time in an unobjectionable tone: "I want to go back!"

The girl glanced at the mirror on the ground, guessed something, and after a moment raised her eyes, she said in the same categorical tone, "If Your Highness insists on this, then step over the corpse of 㜎." ”

Outside the tent, there was a sudden snowstorm.