For half a month, traveling during the day and learning the art of soul control at night, Murong Xu mastered the basic tone and timbre, and the basic soul control technique can almost be simply passed, and listening to it in the human ear is just simple and melodious music, if you don't listen carefully, you can't be affected at all.

"The front is Fengyun City, after today, I can't accompany you anymore, practice more soul control techniques, and in time, there will be great success." While turning the grilled fish, a certain emperor told that with his current image, it was not suitable to appear in Fengyun City.

Murong Sudai frowned slightly, these days with him by his side, every day to hurry, practice the art of soul control, eat the game he roasted with his own hands, it seems that it has become a habit unconsciously, suddenly heard that he was leaving, and couldn't help but feel a faint sense of loss in his heart.

"The celebrity of the Ghost Emperor is feared, but he has to avoid people's eyes and live behind people, so aren't you tired?" He should also be lonely, no friends, no relatives, just a high ghost emperor, enjoying the fear of everyone, but no one is close.

"Girl, is this distressed?" The Ghost Emperor hooked his lips, and the corners of his lips raised a soul-stirring smile, but Murong Su felt that his eyes were lonely and lonely.

"No matter what, if you live, you have to be kind to yourself." If you are not good to yourself, who will feel sorry for you?

Murong Su seemed to be saying to the Ghost Emperor, and as if telling himself that in this world, there will never be a father and mother to protect her, and no one will tolerate her coquettishness and naughtiness, and she is also a lonely person.

"If you're tired, take a break and don't push yourself too hard." The Ghost Emperor squinted, stared at Murong Su, and said meaningfully.

Murong Su smiled bitterly, it was not that she was pushing herself too quickly, but that she had to be in a last resort, if she made a mistake, she had to take responsibility, and one of her mistakes was likely to bring the family to a catastrophe, could she not be in a hurry?

"Do you know Xuanyuan Che, the little prince of Fengcheng?" Staring at those purple eyes, Murong Su suddenly asked, no wonder she had always felt that Xuanyuan Che was very familiar before, it turned out that it was because he and the Ghost Emperor had the same purple eyes, which were equally deep and unpredictable.

"Little Lord Xuanyuan Che?" The Ghost Emperor raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of playfulness, "Is he very powerful?" ”

Murong Su couldn't help but roll his eyes, he had never seen someone as crazy as him, and he couldn't know him if he wasn't powerful.

"You are very similar, you also have a pair of purple eyes, I thought you knew, but it's normal not to know, after all, you are the ghost emperor, he is the little prince, and the eight poles can't be beaten together." One lives in the shadows, the other lives under the blue sky and the white sun, how can they know each other?

Early the next morning, Murong Su woke up, the figure of the ghost emperor was long gone, and there was a roasted hare on the fire next to him, scattering the residual warmth, and the air was filled with an appetizing aroma, but Murong Su felt that he had no appetite.

"Miss, son, he?" Bai Lihua moved in front of Murong Su, looked at the fire that was weakening, and said with a surprised face, why didn't you see that man's figure?

"There's Wind Cloud City ahead, and you can move around freely." Murong Su squinted his eyes and looked at the soft and weak woman and said indifferently.

"No, these days Pear Blossom is used to following Miss, I am not used to not serving you, Miss, you can rest assured, there is any rough work, just call Pear Blossom."