Chapter Seventy-One: Don't Say It, I Love You

Somewhere in an oasis in the desert, Xiaobai and Zhirou hadn't seen Hao Fan for a long time, and they were afraid that something would happen to him, so they planned to sneak back to Zhecheng. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just as the three of them were about to part ways, they saw Hao Fan, who was not returning at night, humming a little song and belated. And under the gaze of the three of them, they casually threw out a dark golden ancient box, with a fairy aura on it, and Duan sank into the air.

In order to steal this fairy box, but he was exhausted, and the struggle against the extreme cold and purple thunder alone lasted for half a night.

Jin Feiyan caught the fairy box, and a smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, "Why has it been so long? You won't be in the ice thunder for a night, right?"

Hao Fan was just about to open his mouth to admit it, but who knew that Jin Feiyan then said casually, "Put the ice thunder into the immortal box, can't you come out immediately?"

The speaker has no intention and the listener has a heart. Hao Fan was speechless for a while, and could only freeze in place.

Losing people in front of a big beauty, this is not his Zhiduoxing demeanor. In order to save face, he resolutely retorted, "If there is a mountain and a sea in it, then won't I dig my own grave?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Jin Feiyan open the fairy box, and then a roll of pure white drawing paper slipped from it.

The drawing paper is ordinary drawing paper, so plain that the edges are a little wrinkled.

When Hao Fan unfolded the paper, a dignified woman in white appeared on it. Seeing only her appearance, she is not as captivating as she imagined, nor does she have a noble temperament and graceful posture.

It's just a faint sadness, sadness and obsession in his eyes.

"Who is she?" Hao Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Ancient Night. The Gugong family, the second in line to the throne. ”

"The Gurgun Family... The largest family in the Land of Fire? ”

"That's right. Huojun Gu Gong Murong, middle-aged has one child each. The male name is Gu Gengjie, and the blue flame bursts into flames. The female name is Gu Gong Night, and the ice is absolutely veined. Both are favourites to win the trial. If you encounter it, it is best to avoid its edge first, and not to be invincible. Jin Feiyan kindly reminded.

Although the three of them are extraordinary, there is still a lot of gap compared to the main lineage of the five families of the Fire Country. You must know that this group of them has grown up in the jar of magic medicine since childhood. It has the best conditions in the world.

Jin Feiyan looked at Xiaobai, and finally asked, "I'm leaving, is the cat you carrying really not for sale?"

"I don't send it. Xiaobai responded coldly.

"Hehe, then we'll see you in the capital of the emperor. Her figure flashed, and she immediately parted ways with the three of them.

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A night full of stars.

When the masked Young Master Fang held out the cold Ice Divine Stone in his hand. Her beautiful eyes sparkled and clear.

"Hao Fan, thank you. ”

It was the first time Zhirou had stared at him so seriously. The two looked at each other, and Hao Fan saw his figure, existing under her beautiful black eyes. and the beautiful Ice God Stone, reflecting the cold and sinking, outlining a beautiful and moving picture.

The soft light is like a dream. She was deeply imprinted in Hao Fan's heart.

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"Actually, I'm already very satisfied to be watched by you like this. ”

"Fool. ”

"I'm not stupid, I'm stupid only for you. And I..."

"Say no more, kiss me. ”

Hao Fan pursed his lips, and what slid through was a cold heart.

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On the rock where he slept, he left the first kiss of his life.

Xiao Bai, who was keeping vigil, shook his head slightly, I really don't know what strange dreams he had again.

"Indecent. ”

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Hao Fan and the three of them bypassed the main road and went north along the River of Saya. According to the distance of about a week, you can reach the largest trade route between water and fire, the Jingu Road.

Thankfully, the little black in the middle of the road finally woke up and meowed vigorously.

Xiaobai raised it with both hands, and no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any major changes. It seems that the royal blue eyes are a little clearer than before.

Hao Fan leaned over his face curiously, just wanting to look at this greedy black cat.

Just listen to the sound of "Ask!".

"Ahh

"Blackie, don't bite!"

"Tough!"

If it weren't for Young Master Fang to stop him, the little black cat would definitely jump up and bite his nose. I saw it lick the tip of its nose, and then looked at Hao Fan who hid to the side, the best man who made it dream.

"Dead cat, stinky cat, ******..."

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With Xiao Hei's awakening, the journey of the three of them is also fun. It is like a sticky little public act, sticking to Xiaobai and Zhirou all the time.

But this also made Hao Fan, the little daughter-in-law who was originally ranked third, even lower in status.

"Dead cat, stinky cat, ******..."Hao Fan, who ran by the river to catch fish, cursed alone.

"Dead cat, stinky cat, ******..."Hao Fan, who was squatting by the river to kill fish, cursed alone.

"Dead cat, stinky cat, ******..."Hao Fan, who was sitting on the ground grilling fish, cursed alone.

"Dead cat, stinky cat, ******..."Hao Fan, who was sleeping at the head of the bed in the ancient mansion, accidentally said that he leaked his mouth.

"Tough! Hard!

When I woke up in the morning, I had three more tooth marks on my arm.

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Two nights later, the trio planned to spend the night in the wilderness now. The next morning, we will step into the golden ancient road again.

Hao Fan summoned a cyan ancient mansion from the Qiankun bag and threw it in a clearing in the forest. Because Xiao Hei woke up, they didn't need to be on guard every night.

In the dead of night, the pink moon was in the sky. A handsome man gradually appeared in the dark woods.

I only saw him jade tree in the wind, and the wind and dust were blowing. Just like the ink artist in the wind, free and easy with poetry and painting.

But the look between the man's eyebrows was different from his handsome appearance. It was a resolute sorrow, a stubborn attachment that would rather be broken than complete...

When the man came to the ancient mansion, he tapped the front door, "Is anyone there?"

There was silence in the ancient house, and no one answered.

"Come out, I know you're in there. He summoned a small stone demon and broke down the door.

"Come out! Don't pretend to be a ghost for me!" The old mansion was very large and empty. The house was pitch black, and not even a trace of moonlight could penetrate it.

The man took the stone demon around for most of the time before he found a large hole in a certain room. The hole was opened, and the breeze was cool, and it was obvious that people had fled from here.

He didn't immediately chase after him, but instead went to the corner and squatted down to pick up a white light bracelet.

Inside there is a scroll of portraits of a woman.

"Night," he felt pain in his heart.

When the unforgettable memory strikes unexpectedly. The intense grief was so strong that it broke the liver and intestines, and suffocated everything.

He once locked his memories in the fairy box, accompanied him every day and night, but never dared to open it. Even if the news about the woman made him uneasy, and the waves rose again.

"Night... I want to see you again, before I die. ”

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