Xiao He and Qing Wu had lunch in the Holy Spirit Palace before leaving for the palace, Qing Wu was sleepy all the way, Xiao He watched Qing Wu sleep all the way like a fool.

Qingwu leaned on Xiao He's shoulder and slept soundly, and she also had a dream.

In the dream she climbed a mountain to the top of the mountain, on top of which a palace was built.

Qingwu pushed open the heavy golden palace door, and the inside was elegant and quiet, full of smoke, like a fairyland in the sky.

Qingwu kept walking inside, I don't know how far I walked, and came to a courtyard.

There is a living water landscape in the center of the courtyard, a crane is playing in the water, Qingwu is close to the crane and wants to touch it.

"Don't move!"

Qingwu turned around, and a six or seven-year-old boy suddenly appeared behind Qingwu.

He wore a small white robe, and a silver crown of hair.

The facial features are very good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fleshy face.

The little boy looked at Qingwu and seemed shocked, the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

The little boy slowly approached Qingwu and stretched out his hand to put it on Qingwu's lower abdomen, Qingwu was puzzled.

"Ai Concubine, it's time to the palace!"

Qingwu saw that the little boy opened his mouth as if he was going to say something to herself, but Xiao He woke her up.

Qing Wuyang returned to Yusheng Pavilion, turned her head and fell asleep again, she still wanted to meet the little boy in her dream, that little boy made her feel a sense of intimacy.

Xiao He said in his heart that Qing Wu must have gone to the Holy Spirit Palace, so he didn't care, and in the afternoon, he went to check the pulse of the thirteen princesses according to the method Qing Wu said.

It was late in the evening when Qingwu woke up, and she didn't dream of the little boy again, and she was quite disappointed.

She came to the lake alone to breathe, sat by the lake for most of the hour, and when she turned around, she saw a back from a distance.

Long blue-gray hair, dark green robes, and a golden crown of hair.

Xiao He? No, it's not Xiao He, Qingwu has never seen Xiao He have a dark green robe.

Cangyuan? It was Cangyuan, and she remembered that Cangyuan often wore a dark green robe.

Qing Wu rushed forward to call him: "Cangyuan!" ”

Before Qing Wu could step forward, the abyss disappeared in an instant.

Qingwu ran to the place where Cangyuan disappeared, and looked for it anxiously: "Cangyuan!" Is that you? Cangyuan, you come out..."

Qingwu's voice drifted into the distance, but there was no response, and Qingwu was so anxious that he squatted down and cried.

She didn't expect to meet Cangyuan in the spirit world, this was the closest she had been to Cangyuan after she had been looking for Cangyuan for so long.

Didn't Chang Shan say that Cangyuan was a demon, in the demon world?

Why is he in the spirit world? It's still Xiao Wangfu!

Yes, Xiao He and Cangyuan look extremely similar, maybe they have some origins, otherwise Cangyuan would not have appeared in Xiao Wangfu so coincidentally.

That's right, go find Xiao He, maybe he will be able to find Cangyuan for himself today.

Qingwu ran all the way to Xiao He's study, but she hesitated again at the door, and her hand that was about to knock on the door stopped in mid-air.

She couldn't ask Xiao He, she and Xiao He had only become a real husband and wife yesterday, and it was really inappropriate to come to him to ask him about other men at this time.

If he asked what Cangyuan had to do with her, how would he answer?

If you ask her what she is looking for, how should she answer?

Thinking about it left and right, Xiao He can't let Xiao He know about this matter, maybe he will have to go crazy again if he knows the truth.

Qingwu wiped a handful of tears, and turned around and left on his dying.

Luo Ze teleported back to his Yunshen Pavilion from King Xiao's Mansion, and in a trance, it seemed that someone was calling him, calling him Cangyuan!

It's been a long time since anyone called him this name except for his father and mother, and very few people know it.

Luo Ze shook his head, thinking that he must have drunk and had auditory hallucinations.

However, this reminded Luo Ze of another person, he remembered that when he was chased by Chang Shan and went to Kunlun in the mortal realm, there was a person on Kunlun Mountain who saved him.

What does that person call, call, call, Sikong? It's commonplace!

The grace of saving lives should be reciprocated.

Luo Ze turned around and went to the mortal realm again, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared at the gate of Luo Shen Palace.

The door of the Luo Shen Palace was closed and very cold, and Luo Ze knocked on the golden palace door vigorously.

"Who's bothering?" Yiqing opened the palace door.

Luo Ze turned around: "Demon Realm Luo Ze, come and thank Sikong for saving his life when the calendar tribulation!" ”

Yiqing was surprised: "It's you!" Demon Sanctuary. ”

Luo Ze took a step forward and was about to go to the palace gate: "Sikong is here?" ”

Yiqing stretched out his arms and blocked Luo Ze's way: "Stay in the temple." ”

Luo Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at Yiqing, and Yiqing saluted apologetically: "My family's Divine Monarch is in retreat, let's come back to the temple another day!" ”

"Retreat?" Luo Ze looked inside the palace gate, not quite believing him.

This little immortal official looked nervous, obviously panicked, and wanted to frame him.

Luo Ze entered the Luo Shen Temple with a teleportation, and chased after him with a panicked teleportation: "Rude, stop." ”

After walking around, Luo Ze really didn't find Sikong's figure, and followed behind him angrily: "I said that my family's Shenjun is in retreat, but you don't believe it." ”

Luo Ze chuckled: "Little Immortal Official, your panic is too fake, your Divine Monarch is probably not a retreat," he approached Yiqing and whispered in his ear, "but went somewhere else, or ran into trouble!" ”

Yiqing glared and said in a panic: "Temple, you don't want to talk nonsense." ”

"Hu-say?" Luo Ze pulled out a long tone, "I'm afraid that your Divine Monarch is not going to the Nether!" Little Immortal Officer. ”

Yi Qing was anxious, and changed the topic: "Rude, I am nearly 100,000 years old when you are older, you should respect me as an immortal." ”

"Huh!" Luo Ze smirked, "Immortals? Okay! Then the immortal will tell the main hall where your god has gone to the lower realm? Maybe the main hall can help one or two. ”

Don't look back: "No need, please leave the temple quickly, and the immortal will not be sent." ”

A crane flew in, and Yiqing left to feed the crane, ignoring Luo Ze no more.

"It's boring," Luo Ze turned to leave, glancing at the flying crane.

Yiqing saw Luo Ze follow, and said with a suffocated mouth: "Why haven't you left yet?" What's the matter? ”

"This hall looks familiar with this crane!" Luo Ze stepped forward and touched it, and the crane immediately rubbed on Luo Ze's arm.

It's really his crane, this little guy has to sneak out of the magic palace every day to play, look at the appearance of being very familiar with Yiqing, could it be that it flies to this Roselle Palace every day? It's also flying a little too far.

"What is familiar or not, this is raised by the god of my family, and it has been raised since an egg." Yiqing said dissatisfied.

"Really?" Lozer chuckled, without excuse.

This crane flew from nowhere when he was born, and he has been raised in his Yunshen Pavilion and grew up with him.

Yiqing didn't look like he was lying, thinking that this little thing had found two masters for himself, resting in the Yunshen Pavilion of his demon world at night, and flying to the Luoshen Palace on the top of Kunshan to accompany Sikong during the day.

It's really a good calculation, Luo Ze is not angry, and he said: "Ugly thing, go back to the palace." ”

The crane immediately bowed down and prostrated in front of Luo Ze, and Luo Ze jumped on its back, and it flew away with Luo Ze.

Yiqing was shocked, and angrily threw the food in his hand to the ground: "Hmph, white-eyed wolf!" ”