As the sky grew darker, a few dark clouds engulfed the zenith, and soon the autumn rain drenched the leaves of the osmanthus tree.

The dragon princess in her arms always hung her head and kept silent, her hands holding on to his chest as if she were holding on to something.

Her hair was also drenched, and a few crystal droplets flowed down her neck into the back collar, and Fu Cang couldn't help but gently wipe it away with her fingers. He could have released the barrier, but he didn't really want to hold out the rain, and her pale clothes were half-drenched and pressed against her shoulders, and the strands of her dripping hair were wrapped around it, so he pulled her away and flicked the droplets away.

She moved slightly, and he hugged her tighter, her head looking like it was about to hang to her knees, and her soft voice seemed to tremble: "I...... My clothes are wet and I want to change them. ”

Fu Cang looked at the back of her reddened neck for a moment, and finally slowly let go of her hand, Xuanyi lowered his head and straightened his wet robe in place, turned around and walked back to the dormitory without saying a word, and the ears exposed in the gap between his hair were also red.

The gauze tents in the dormitory were all put down, Xuanyi stood stunned for a moment, suddenly opened the moon window on the other side, and jumped out without hesitation.

At this time, she didn't care about the pain in her feet, she had never run wildly in her life regardless of her image, barefoot, stepping on a foot of mud, and the gods who passed by were all stunned.

She has to go back to Zhongshan, she must go back.

In fact, she has lived a good life over the years, reconciled with loneliness, calm and reassuring, Qi Nan never mentioned the name Fucang in front of her again, and she has not taken out the clothes and white paper that were put in the innermost drawer for many years. If she had recognized in her early years that eternal solitude was the best destination, none of these bad things would have happened to her.

She had been so ruthless and brave enough to cut off all of her past with him, and when he was a mortal being hurt by her own Candle Yin Clan's cold divine power, she had secretly vowed never to repeat the same mistakes again.

Don't let her willfulness raise her head and be presumptuous, her love will always go with hurt, he can't help it with the third injury, and her not so cold heart can't help but toss again.

Don't break the calm, okay?

If you indulge her willfulness any longer...... Alas, sometimes she is so bad that she is even afraid of herself, but it is very hateful, for example, now, he really has no vision, and he has to like her for the third time.

Let's go back to Zhongshan! If the barrier is erected again, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, it will only be a matter of a snap of a finger, and she is no longer the little princess who feels that it is incomparably long after a thousand years.

With her feet empty, she stepped into a small pond and was splashed with muddy water, Xuanyi stopped panting, dusting off her wet skirt in disgust, while looking around, Yuhua Hall is so big that the house of the gods has restrictions on not giving Tengyun and the wind, she ...... I don't seem to know where I'm running.

It's a shame, for the first time in my life, I got lost.

There was a white stone flower pot on the side of the road, her feet hurt badly, so she simply sat on it to rest, anyway, everyone ran on two legs, even she didn't know where she ran to, and Fucang definitely didn't know.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, washing away the mud all over his feet, Xuanyi rested for a long time, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a white dress in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help jumping up, but who knew that the person in white was a passing goddess.

She herself felt funny, recited the mantra to erect a barrier, stretched out her finger and flicked it on her clothes, and the wet rain was immediately bounced away, and her whole body was refreshed.

Fool, where do you need to change the goddess's clothes when they are wet, alas.

Putting on shoes made of ice and snow, Xuanyi looked around again, basically determined the direction of the back door, turned around and limped slowly up to the corridor, didn't take a few steps, suddenly heard a few sounds of sound magic from the distant main gate, the giant bell rang for a while, followed by footsteps and shouts of various riots, and the gods in the nearby courtyard also ran out, looking very dignified.

"Another seriously wounded and endangered warrior has been sent back to the Upper Realm. Several passing gods whispered, "It's better to be able to send it back in time to be destroyed than to be destroyed in the Nether." ”

Xuanyi walked slowly forward, stretching his ears to listen to them.

After a while, a few more Protoss rushed over and said loudly: "It's the general of the Bingchen Division! ”

Xuanyi stopped at the Bingchen Department, Huahuang Xiandao, if she remembered correctly, Zhixi said that day that Gu Ting and Yanxia were in the Bingchen Department?

She couldn't help but take a breath, the ancient court was about to fall?

She looked complicated and stunned for a long time, and then continued to walk forward, finally reached the end of the corridor, suddenly gritted her teeth and turned back, grabbed a passing general, and asked seriously: "Where is the general sent back by the Bingchen Department?"

*

The regular courtyard of Yuhua Hall is the most abundant place in the entire divine realm, and it is full of wood fire sycamores. Before the scourge of the Sea of Hatred raged, this place was often used as a place for generals to break through the realm of a dream of ten thousand years, but now it has become a recuperation place for seriously injured and endangered generals, and the generals who were infected with turbidity could not use any magic to heal their wounds, but could only wait for the turbidity of the wounds to be cleared before healing, for the gods who were not accustomed to enduring pain, this process was really painful.

Xuanyi struggled all the way to the Zhengzheng Courtyard, under the wooden fire sycamore, there were already full of dignified Bingchen generals, Yanxia, who had not seen her for a long time, was squatting at the door crying, when she saw Xuanyi, she was stunned at first, and then came up and grabbed her arm helplessly, choked and couldn't speak: "Little junior sister, Senior Brother Guting, he is so seriously injured!"

This little princess of the Red Emperor is still prone to panic when she encounters something, and she only cares about crying, and she can't tell the matter clearly, and the Bingchen general on the side explained: "The Ancient Court Divine Monarch didn't know what was going on, and he had a conflict with the third prince of the Tiger Lord, and a big hole was broken in his back, which was infected by turbidity, but fortunately, we arrived in time and sent him back." ”

When did Gu Ting become so bold?

Xuanyi quietly walked into the regular courtyard, listened carefully for a while, and leaned under a moon window to open the crack and look inside. But he saw that the Qingyuan Emperor and several Bingchen generals in the hall were surrounding the ancient court on the soft couch, he was motionless facing down, his back was dripping with blood, and the dark turbidity was entangled, and he was already angry.

Fu Cang leaned over the couch and was carefully examining his injuries.

The emperor who looked like the chief general of the Bingchen tribe kept sighing: "This injury...... I'm afraid that it will take more than half a year for the turbidity to be discharged, and I don't know if he can survive it. ”

Xuanyi couldn't help but sigh silently, she didn't seem to be as ruthless as before, and the fact that the ancient court might fall actually made her feel sad.

She liked him a lot, and although she hated his perfect tonic soup, she didn't want him to perish.

Fu Cang in the hall seemed to suddenly notice something, raised his head, and accurately caught her hiding under the moonlight, and looked at her quietly for a while, and he walked towards the window.

"Gu Ting's injury is very serious, don't look at it. He blocked her view with his body.

She really didn't want to see such a hideous injury, so she lowered her head and held her sleeve for a while, only to feel that there was nothing to say.

"I was just waiting for you in front of the Yuhua Palace, and it looks like you're lost. His voice was faint.

That's right, lost, and then what little conscience she had left made her grit her teeth and throw herself into the net. Xuanyi can only be silent.

"Stay here, don't go. ”

He turned around and wanted to go back, but Xuanyi couldn't help but said lightly: "Senior Brother Guting will ......?"

Fu Cang didn't speak, he couldn't tell her with certainty that she wouldn't fall, and no one knew the result.

He returned to the hall and continued to check the injuries of the ancient court, the Bingchen department is generally responsible for the aftermath, and he is not a first-class general with first-class combat effectiveness, and the probability of facing the demon clan is not high, how did the ancient court collide with the third prince of the old tiger? When the accident happened, only Yanxia was with him, but she was so frightened that she only cried, and no one could ask what happened.

Gu Ting's right hand was clenched tightly, and crumpled white petals peeked through his fingers. Fu Cang broke his fingers away, and in his palm was a crumpled crumpled Junying grass waist ornament, and his brow couldn't help frowning.

(Zilang Literature)