Su Yu looked at Qingluan and shook her head helplessly, "I'll come to see you tomorrow!"

Then get up and leave.

The two went out at the same time.

Su Yu watched Qingluan close the door, and the moment the door closed, he felt that it was not just the door, but an invisible wall between him and Qingluan.

He looked at the hurried back in front of him and fell into thought, could it be that this is the wall?

Then, no matter what, this person can't stay in the heavenly realm.

And Qing Yinan, with a smug expression, the moment he stepped out of the door, the corners of his mouth instantly calmed down.

Although he had been pretending not to care much about it and confronting Su Yu just now, every word of Su Yu's words and words made him feel uncomfortable.

He used to be dismissive of him, but now he has to face him.

Wife!

Heh, Qing Yinan sneered when he thought of these two words.

But after the sneer, his face was full of confusion.

Qingluan is about to become his fiancée, this is an indisputable fact.

He had been telling himself to figure out why the Ethereal Tower was in her hands, but now, everything he did had nothing to do with the Ethereal Tower.

Yes, some things are out of his control, and that's not a good sign.

"Could it be that I ......", Qing Yinan muttered, but in an instant, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, how could it be.

For the monarch, for the world.

He has his mission, and Qingluan has nothing to do with his mission.

Suddenly, he stopped.

It turned out that unconsciously, he actually walked to Ningyun River.

The Ningyun River at night is like a vast sea, and the vast sea of clouds is quiet at the moment, shimmering in the moonlight.

The unfathomable canyon seems to have lost its shape.

Qing Yinan stood quietly on the high platform, looking into the distance heavily, as if this vast sea of clouds could not fill his eyes.

Suddenly, he frowned, beads of sweat the size of beans instantly seeped out of his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He pursed his thin lips, unable to support them for a moment, and fell to his knees on one knee, as if enduring intense pain.

The night breeze was gentle, but it couldn't blow away his hot breath at all.

Qing Yinan immediately sat on the ground, closed his eyes tightly and held his breath.

He seemed to be in a state of flux, stoic and restrained between exhalation and inhalation.

But the constantly shaking eyes, the bulging green tendons on the temples, and the slightly trembling hands all showed that he was fighting with all his strength at the moment.

The moonlight was still there, the sea of clouds continued to surge, and no one knew that there was an earth-shaking battle going on on the high platform at this moment.

Because Su Yu was in the heavenly realm, he had always lived in the Rain God Mansion.

When he returned home, it happened that Su Wuqing had not yet gone to bed, and he was writing something in the study at the moment.

He hesitated for a moment, then knocked softly on the door.

Seeing his son come in, Su Wu was stunned.

"Haven't slept yet?", he glanced up at Su Yu and then resumed what he was doing.

Su Yu bowed slightly, stepped forward, and bowed, "Father." ”。

Su Wuqing seemed to have just finished what he was doing, put the pen on the inkstone, and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Although he had made up his mind just now, when he really wanted to say it, Su Yu felt a little difficult to speak.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Father, do you remember Mu Gongzi?"

Su Wuqing nodded.

After all, he sent it to Laojun's Mansion, how could he not be impressed.

"Can Father inquire a little bit?", Su Yu lowered his head respectfully and asked.

Su Wuqing was slightly surprised and looked at him straight.

Su Yu has a gentle temperament, but to put it bluntly, he is also relatively indifferent, when he first heard the harp fairy say that he likes Qingluan, Su Wuqing was also taken aback, so even if he heard Feng Yao say that Qingluan was not good, he did not have the idea of canceling the marriage contract, of course, part of the reason was because of the relationship with Feng Jinchen and his wife.

Now that he suddenly wants to inquire about someone, it still has nothing to do with him, Su Wuqing is a little puzzled.

"Because of the Feng girl?", he tried to ask.

If there is any connection between them, it is nothing more than Qingluan's little girl.

Su Yu did not shy away from it and nodded.

Su Wuqing smiled, just like an adult watching a child cry for help because of being bullied, that kind of helpless and unable smile.

"Just a child, is it worth your attention?".

After all, it can be regarded as contact, the level of hands and feet, the depth of cultivation, Su Wuqing is clear at a glance.

To put it bluntly, it's just a little mortal who has a chance to have some cultivation between individuals, so it's necessary to inquire?

Su Yu's eyes sank and he shook his head slightly.

"I don't think this person is simple. ”。

These words made Su Wuqing a little interested.

"How is it not simple?".

Su Yu frowned slightly, as if she was thinking deeply.

Although everyone came to the conclusion of Qing Yinan that in addition to his appearance, this person is very ordinary in other places, even if his cultivation is not high, he can't even beat Qingluan, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the heavenly realm by chance because of his injury.

But Su Yu just felt that what he could see was what he was willing to let them see, and what they couldn't see was real.

That innate temperament and courage that cannot be ignored in gestures, how can an ordinary mortal possess?

But what exactly is going on, or what is wrong with it, is not.

After a moment, Su Yu shook his head.

But he said with great certainty: "It's really not easy. ”。

Su Wuqing looked at Su Yu's serious and determined appearance, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

If someone else said it casually like this, he could not take it seriously, but Su Yu has been calm and introverted since he was a child, never lies, the most important thing is that he is very detailed, very careful in doing things, and very meticulous in thinking.

Su Wuqing was silent for a moment and nodded, "I'll go to the Old Monarch's Mansion tomorrow." ”。

Su Yu saw that Su Wuqing should deal with this matter, and did not bother anymore, and left with a heavy heart.

This night, Su Yu and Qing Yinan were not having a good time, but Qingluan slept beautifully.

Although she watched a not-so-happy scene inexplicably on the big night, it didn't affect her mood to fall asleep.

After all, if you want to sleep, if you don't want to, you can't solve it for a while anyway, it's better to sleep well and then think about these haves and haves.

Early the next morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Su Yu.

It's still the gentle appearance of the scenery.

Qingluan smiled.

At the same time, the door of Qing Sizhai opened.

Fei Yu walked out of it.

Still dressed in a strong outfit, unlike in the past, the clothes have changed color, the original bright red, replaced by a deep and charming purple.

Her high ponytail was tied with a hairband of the same color, and the breeze was gentle and slightly raised, as energetic as the rising sun.

Seeing Su Yu bowing slightly, she smiled and greeted Qingluan: "Good morning!"

Qingluan was slightly stunned, and leaned over to Su Yu's side and whispered, "You know?"

Su Yu smiled and nodded, and her eyes fell on Qingluan's black hair.

Soft hair shimmers in the morning light, and a faint fragrance penetrates the tip of the nose.

Su Yu couldn't help but raise her hand and caress it.

Qingluan's body stiffened slightly, and instantly returned to normal.

She moved to the side without a trace.

The relationship between the two, some intimate actions are not too much, but Qingluan still feels a little uncomfortable.

Su Yu looked at her like this, and her heart felt as if she had been lightly pricked by a tiny needle, and she felt a slight pain.

But he still had a smile on his face and looked at her gently.

Qingluan smiled wryly and asked, "How did you meet?"

In fact, she had no intention of asking how the two met, but the current atmosphere was a little delicate, and it was good to find a topic to divert attention.

But these words were not ordinary in Su Yu's heart, Qingluan was asking how they met, and whether they cared about his contact with other women.

The originally depressed mood came alive again with this sentence.