080. The Light of the Hidden Stream

Nangong Feiyu really lived up to my expectations.

Raising his eyes slightly, he picked up the brush and wrote a line of beautiful small characters, rolled the white paper into a tube, and tied it to the pigeon's feet.

The girl stroked the smooth white feathers of the pigeon, and whispered, "Be sure to bring the news!" After speaking, he raised his arm, and the white dove flew like an arrow from a string to the clear blue sky.

Nangong Feiyu, help Bengong check the origin of the three scars on Bengong's face? Don't ask for anything else!

Mu Chujin raised his head, looked at the white dove that was getting away, and whispered in his heart.

In the snow garden, among the white camellias, stood a gentle man, his sleeves were as white as snow, his black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his thick eyelashes were like light butterfly wings, trembling slightly.

Suddenly, his eyelashes were raised, and his deep pool-like eyes looked at the blue sky, and there was a slight white light flashing in his dark pupils, and he raised his sleeves slightly, and a golden light crossed the sky, as sharp as the cold light of a sword.

Mu Chujin looked back, the rhinestone's eyes widened suddenly, and a golden light was slowly wrapping the white dove, as if a brave beast was about to swallow its prey, so sharp and fast.

No! No one can stop me!

Her eyes were sharp, her chest was full of unwillingness, and the girl slapped her hand at the sky out of instinct, but a red light flashed in the air, like an arrow flying towards the golden light, and in an instant, the golden light bounced away, turned into stars, and disappeared in the sky.

The flying white dove finally broke free, chirped, and flew farther away.

The girl was stunned, staring at her slender white palm in a daze, and her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

The young man in white looked at the red light that flashed just now, his eyes sank, the cool summer breeze puffed up the corners of his clothes, the corners of his shallow lips suddenly bent, and the young man smiled shallowly, but the corners of his eyes could not hide the cold light.

The hidden light, he will never forget.

"Princess, Gonggong Cao in the palace is here." Xiaolan pushed the door in, her cheeks were pink, she should have just woken up in the morning.

The girl gently closed the window and looked back, "Let Gonggong Cao wait in the hall, and the palace will go immediately." ”

"Yes."

"Hey! Xiaolan! After pondering slightly, Mu Chujin hurriedly said, "Go to the drawer of the dresser and get a brown box, the one on the left." ”

"Oh." Xiaolan responded lightly, didn't the brown box on the left have the princess's favorite bracelet? She patted her head and walked towards the dresser, the princess had become more and more confused in recent months.

With a flick of the sleeves of the plain yarn, Mu Chujin walked out of the door, his slender eyebrows frowned slightly, Gonggong Cao is Adi's minion, what did Adi send him for?

Alas......

The girl sighed, let's find out the situation first! After thinking about it, head to the hall.