"Waiting for the Moon Palace, it's not the place for you to come, get out." Di Qian's voice was extremely cold, "You don't need to worry about this king's injury. ”

"But--"

What else did the girl want to say, but Di Qianji's cold gaze fell on her in an instant, she was shocked, stood up from the ground, and immediately turned into a ball of light and disappeared in place.

The moonlight cleared his eyes, the corners of Emperor Qian's lips were cold, and the core of a phantom spirit fruit in his palm was a little dim.

He looked at the moon, and wondered, the little thing in the wilderness, now, how is it?

---

In the darkness, a pair of night eyes were extremely deep, only to hear a cold voice sound, "Wan'er, you let me down too much--"

"Master, Wan'er has done her best."

"Huh? Do your best?" But I only heard the voice a little colder, "It's a pity, the blood of ten thousand years of Tai Sui is wasted like this--"

"Master, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is not close to women, and he never wants to look at me, Wan'er is really, already--"

"Not close to women?" A sneer burst out, "Wan'er, you are a rare beauty in the Southern Wilderness, Emperor Qianji is serious, don't you have any thoughts about you?"

"Master, even if he puts the first beauty of the Southern Wilderness in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, Wan'er guesses, he won't look at it squarely."

"Hmph." In the darkness, the man tightly clamped Wan'er's chin, tore off her veil, looked at the white face as jade, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you know how to make incense?" The deity has created so many opportunities for you, and you don't know how to grasp them? It seems that in the past hundred years, the deity has raised you for nothing---"

"Master, His Royal Highness the Prince stays in the Moon Palace all day long, ordinary people can't enter at all, Wan'er also wants to help you achieve great things, but ---"

"Don't be, Wan'er, the deity will give you one last chance, you are born charming, you are a man, you can't escape your temptation, within a year, you must, catch the heart of Emperor Qianji."

"Yes, --- master"

---

Cangyi Continent, Phantom Void Mansion.

The seven days in the immortal forest passed in a flash, and the days of the Illusory Mansion passed another three days.

On the island, Huang sat quietly on the branches of the peach blossom tree, and the bracelet on his wrist was still dull.

The dark red light fell on it, revealing a few rare traces of soft light.

Boy, you're in the Southern Wilderness, are you okay?

Your wounds, are you alright?

Huang Qingwan hopes that time can pass faster, she wants to grow up quickly, and she wants to stand by the side of Emperor Qianji quickly.

Ji Xiaohu was in the wooden house under the peach blossom tree, holding Xiaobai who was sleeping heavily, and kept quietly watching Huang Qingwan.

He asked, "Yueyue, who are you thinking about?"

Huang glanced at him lightly and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm thinking about my future husband." ”

"Husband? What's that?" Ji Xiaohu blinked his big eyes and asked curiously.

"Well, my husband is my husband."

"Poof--" Ji Xiaohu almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, and after a while, he asked, "Is it the Heavenly Wolf Prince of the Southern Wilderness?"

Huang stared at him lightly and nodded.

Suddenly, her eyes were cold, and she saw a green light not far away, which suddenly flashed over.

Huang Qingwan immediately jumped down from the peach blossom tree, dressed in a red dress like fire, standing under the peach blossom tree, staring indifferently at the woman in the green dress who was getting closer and closer.

Ji Xiaohu followed her gaze and was also surprised.

He didn't expect Ji Biqin to find it.

Ji Biqin saw them with a smile on her face, and when she got closer, she took out a small box from her hand.

She stood two meters away from Huang Qingwan and said, "Seventeen, in this Illusory Mansion, Yu'er is dead, and now, there are only three of us left in the Holy Moon Dynasty, if there is any unhappiness between us in the past, let it pass, after all, we are relatives, and in this Illusory Mansion, we should depend on each other for our lives." ”