The long car printed with Huaxu's cloud pattern totem stopped in front of the majestic Zhongshan Mountain Gate, the car door was quickly opened, and a red shadow jumped down lightly, and turned its head to look at the mountain gate for a long time, and the next moment several figures rushed to her like lightning, almost crushing her.

Xuanyi said "oops" and looked at them with a smile, the sentimental father and Qi Nan's eyes were swollen from crying, Qingyan was fine, but the gloom on his face was really about to form a dark cloud.

The most important things in her life are here. For them, she really did a big and earth-shattering thing.

She smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, my heart feather knot is cut, and my heartache is healed." ”

This dead girl, obviously fine, didn't go back to Zhongshan, and only used the golden seal of the divine official's spell to confirm that she was okay, and almost drove them crazy. Qing Yan was furious again, and full of joy, and knocked her head.

It's been a long time since he calmed down, and Emperor Zhongshan didn't even find out that Fu Cang was there until now, and his face was not very good-looking, it was because of this little ghost of the Hua Xu clan that Ah Yi's heartache recurred. But when Ah Yi encountered a catastrophe, he accompanied him to the Sea of Hatred, as a father, and Qing Yan as a brother, he couldn't move like dead meat at that time, which was simply the biggest shame for the Candle Yin clan.

Now he has no confidence to blame others for dragging Ah Yi for so many days, so he has to pretend not to see it.

Qing Yan looked at Xuanyi, she was holding her face and crying and swollen Qi Nan chirping and talking, with his understanding of this little sister, he was afraid that he couldn't ask her anything, he simply turned to Fucang, and showed a sincere look for the first time: "Fucang Shenjun, this time the little sister can get out of danger, thanks to your help, this kindness, Candle Yin will repay it." ”

Hua Xu, who was gifted this heavy gift, immediately returned the salute elegantly, and Qing Yan didn't wait for him to say polite words, so he smiled again: "You can no longer lose the world's number one hot potato." ”

Sure enough, it is really the first hot potato in the world, and Fu Cang couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Xuanyi smiled and held Qi Nan and looked him up and down: "Qi Nan, his face is swollen, and it is very ugly." ”

Qi Nan can be described as haggard these days, their family of three disappeared inexplicably, and then the emperor and Xiaolongjun were thrown in front of the mountain gate without warning, and I don't know who sent them back, they came back, the princess disappeared again, and seeing her safe at this time, he only had old tears left to cross.

Xuanyi smiled and wiped his tears with her sleeve, and raised her eyes to see that Qing Yan was planning to invite Fucang into the Divine Intention Building, presumably planning to inquire about Lihai Hai, she narrowed her eyes, and suddenly said: "This matter ends here, don't seek revenge." ”

Qing Yan and his father will definitely not be willing to let go of the Qingyang clan, but firstly, Shaoyi has a million-year-old emperor spirit, and if he really wants to fight hard, his father and Qingyan will never be opponents;

Emperor Zhongshan said angrily: "That junior of the Qingyang clan is playing tricks on the Candle Yin clan like this, how can he let him go like this!"

Xuanyi said lightly: "I don't know if your heart feather is really cut off, I don't want to work hard in vain, please restrain my anger." ”

Emperor Zhongshan was speechless by what she said, and in the final analysis, this matter was caused by his amorous vices, not only did the harmful Ah Cui die, Ah Yi was seriously injured and endangered, and he was also planted with heart feathers. Whether he is a husband or a father in this half of his life, he is really too bad, too bad.

He sighed, didn't say a word, turned around and left the Divine Consciousness Building.

Xuanyi didn't care about him, and was about to go to the Purple Mansion, but he heard Qi Nan ask carefully: "Princess, ...... you and Fucang Shenjun?"

Although he was so excited that his head was dizzy, the long car of the Hua Xu clan in front of the mountain gate could still be seen clearly, the princess should have been with Fucang Shenjun these days, this situation made him full of fog, and he didn't know whether he was happy that the princess and Fucang Shenjun were mixed together again, or worried that the two of them would be tossing again.

After coming back, the princess, who was full of the domineering style of the Candle Yin Clan, suddenly pursed her mouth, and her voice softened: "What do you want to ask? I have nothing with him." ”

...... To say that proves that they really have something.

Qi Nan was simply dazzled by the relationship between the two of them, but he didn't expect the princess to be entangled with him again, he turned out to be a big stick to break up mandarin ducks for more than 20,000 years, and he didn't know that he was so bad.

Xuanyi broke through the cloud realm, and the lush emperor mulberry in the purple mansion immediately came into view, she slowly walked under the tree, looked up at the red and blue intertwined leaves, and was stunned for a long time.

An unsealed letter was suddenly delivered to him, and Qi Nan looked a little hesitant.

"Princess, forgive me for not giving you this letter until now, I didn't want you to have any more entanglements with Fucang Shenjun. ”

Xuanyi took the envelope suspiciously, there was not a single ink spot on it, only the moire coat of arms of the Hua Xu clan was printed.

"I guess this should have been sent by Fucang Shenjun more than 20,000 years ago, about the time when the princess's heartache recurred and fell asleep. ”

She slowly pulled out the letter paper, and sure enough, she didn't write a word. She suddenly felt funny in her heart, but the smile was followed by a burst of astringency, and then a little sourness, and finally all the ripples calmed down.

"I see. She folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, and with a flick of her fingertips, it flew into the dormitory and landed in a drawer.

Qi Nan saw her look of "I understand", and was at a loss: "Princess...... See?"

Xuanyi nodded.

But he didn't understand it at all! Qi Nan wanted to ask, but he was bored by a half-old priest who asked about this kind of childlike thing, so he had to take two steps back: "I'll go and prepare refreshments for the princess." ”

Xuanyi looked at the emperor for a while, and reflexively walked to the Yuan Zhan Palace, there were rows of crystal shelves under the window of the dormitory, which were full of all kinds of small things that she had pinched out with candle yin and white snow over the years.

She grabbed a white snow peony, put it in her palm and stared at it for a moment, her wrist flipped over again, and the snow in her palm was as black as night.

In fact...... The dark snow is also very beautiful.

When she woke up from Chunjun, she felt that something was wrong with her body, heavy and heavy, and she was always sleepy for some reason, but she could only sleep for a short time at a time, and then she was awakened inexplicably. Is it going to perish, or is it going to be the same thing as the monsters in the Sea of Hatred?

Shaoyi's words that he had half-jokingly said a few times suddenly swirled in his ears: You may be the Demon King and the Great King than me.

Although it doesn't sound bad, it's more interesting than being Wangshu, but this is the time when the heavens slay the demon edict, because of Qing Yan and her father's hearts, she probably can't say anything about leaving the sea of hatred, and now she is really inexplicably from a savior to a demon, and when she thinks of the generals coming to deal with her in groups like a king, she only feels ridiculous.

Xuanyi tossed the black snow ball, took it back with great interest, turned around and walked two steps, and suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand, she subconsciously pressed it, but her palm caught a piece of cold falling dragon scales.

She squinted at the palm-sized black dragon scales, and then looked at the back of her hand, the black turbidity penetrated the flesh and blood in wisps, the wound healed quickly, and the pain dissipated in an instant.

The autumn wind blew through the crimson hem of her skirt, and for the first time, she felt a chill to her bones.

The cloud realm was broken, and the familiar footsteps sounded, Xuanyi put the fallen dragon scales into her sleeve, turned around, and the white-clothed Shenjun was walking towards her.

(Zilang Literature)