It was just such a moment, Long Zexiao immediately felt the gap between the Holy Land and the Imperial Dynasty.

That's more than a star!

I don't even know what to call you now.

Soon, Long Zexiao reacted and said with a smile.

The prince should continue as usual.

Qin Yichen responded to him, and at the same time, he glanced at the group of people behind him and found that Xin Yuhuan was not among them.

Looking at Qin Yichen, who was chatting happily with the prince, everyone was full of emotion in their hearts.

Once, the teenager in front of them just made them feel amazing, but now, they found that this teenager had risen to the point where they were out of reach.

Just a little polite with these imperial forces, Long Zexiao, Shen Fangu, and the people of the Naxin family came to the Feile Chamber of Commerce with Qin Yichen.

I won't say much if you say anything superfluous, in the future, as long as you have something useful, just open your mouth, I, the Tianlong royal family, will never shirk!

Long Zexiao's face was straight.

He received Long Qingyao's letter, and he knew what happened along the way at the imperial grand event, and naturally understood that without the young man in front of him, Long Qingyao was estimated to have died on the road, where could he still be chosen by the Holy Land.

Besides, he knows Long Qingyao very well.

Let her go to the imperial event, in fact, she simply wants her to go out to experience it, so that she can see the outside world, and will not be limited to these six major imperial dynasties and regions, sitting in a well and watching the sky.

The outside is very large, and the imperial territory is just a drop in the ocean.

However, with Long Qingyao's talent, it can be said that it is almost impossible to be selected by the Holy Land.

All of this is because of the Eucharist.

It is also because Long Qingyao is a friend of the Yuehua Holy Body, even in the Holy Land, he is also valued enough.

Otherwise, ordinary people who have just entered the Holy Land are not qualified to send a message to their own dynasty.

Shen Fangu was also embarrassed.

It was because of Qin Yichen that he stepped into the prefecture level, and now, because of the Feile Chamber of Commerce, the Shen family has risen and has become a top force in the dynasty.

Not to mention some imperial magnates, even some other imperial families are also courteous to the Shen family, in fact, they just want to get closer to Qin Yichen.

The Xin family is naturally not to mention.

At the beginning, Xin Yuhuan led a group of strong people of the Xin family to protect the high-level of the Feile Chamber of Commerce, which was recognized by the high-level of the Xin family as the wisest decision.

Following the Feile Chamber of Commerce, the Xin family is also like a fish in water, and in the six major dynasties, there is no other in the limelight.

For these people who have helped him, Qin Yichen keeps it in mind and does not hold his own identity.

Late at night.

Qin Yichen took the wind and snow and came silently to a beautiful place outside the city.

The water of the stream is crystal clear, and you can see the small fish at the bottom of the river playing, and beside the stream, there are all kinds of wild flowers, competing to open, and among the flowers, fireflies are flying.

On the sky dome, the crescent moon hangs high, the stars are dotted, and the scenery is picturesque.

Qin Yichen and Feng Qianxue sat by this stream.

Feng Qianxue was half lying in his arms, his head resting on his arms, and his little feet, which were as white as jade, were mischievously placed in the cold stream, constantly stirring, splashing some small splashes.

Her mood is as cheerful as these little splashes.

Originally, Feng Qianxue, who was frowning day by day, at this time, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and on his pretty face, with a sweet smile, his small hands drew a circle on Qin Yichen's chest for a while.

Qin Yichen leaned against a rock with his back to a weed in his mouth, and his face was also full of comfort.

As long as he looked down, he could see the pretty face that haunted him.

In her arms, the girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes seemed to be misty, her red lips and jade teeth flashed with crystal luster, her neck was delicate, her ice muscles and jade bones, her delicate facial features, her stunning face, and her curved jade body were all beautiful.

Today, she wore a white dress, and under the moon, she was like a fairy under the moon.

Just by taking a look, Qin Yichen indulged in it.

Stripped of all the dust, in all his thoughts, there was only that pretty face. It seems that heaven and earth are no longer there, all things no longer exist, only that is the only one.

He couldn't help but bow his head and choke on the two crystalline and delicate red lips.

It's so soft.

It's so sweet.

It's so much that he can't extricate himself.

It seems that this is already the most beautiful thing in heaven and earth for him.

The girl was slightly startled.

I opened my bright eyes, and the next moment, my eyes were like silk.

She responded to him jerky, clumsily.

The petite fragrant tongue was teased, and the itchy feeling was transmitted all over the body, and a delicate anger was transmitted from the depths of her throat.

This time, it was like igniting a powder keg.

Qin Yichen hugged her hard, feeling her delicate and soft, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body.

This kiss seems to last forever.

Finally, he reluctantly left the slightly swollen lips, and the lips of the two were glued together, and they seemed reluctant to separate.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue, it's that if he continues, he's afraid that he won't be able to control himself.

His departure made the girl in his arms open her eyes, her eyes lacked ripples, and her delicate lips closed one by one, as if she was reluctant to let him go, and seemed to be calling for something.

You abrasive little goblin!

Qin Yichen's palm was caressing her pretty face that was white and red, and her eyes were full of love and nostalgia.

He couldn't bear it, hurt her.

She is everything to him.

I hate it, people are not goblins.

The girl snorted softly, her mouth slightly upturned, as if she was a little dissatisfied with him.

But she didn't realize how attractive her small actions and delicate appearance were to Qin Yichen.

He gasped and steamed, and slammed it in her face, and looking at his eyes as if he wanted to eat himself, Feng Qianxue sighed, stood up, and escaped from his embrace.

Under the moon, the girl was chasing fireflies by the stream and among the flowers, and the light laughter kept coming out.

Qin Yichen stood quietly aside, looking at the picture in front of him.

Isn't this what he's been looking forward to?

His heart has never been so satisfied.

Even when he became a saint, he was never so satisfied.

Back then, even if he reached the top of the saint, his heart was empty, like a walking corpse.

There is no sense of accomplishment.

There is no sense of honor either.

Even though there are thousands of people worshipping, his heart does not have any waves.

Because, by his side, there is not even a single relative.

Only when you lose do you know how to cherish it.

God saw that he was merciful, and he was actually given a chance to live again!

If he could, he would even be willing to give everything, wishing that time could stand still in this moment.