Xianggong, don't-" The girl in the dream held a warm pillow in both hands and buried her head in the pillow.

Murong Feihu's eyes became even colder, and his palms struck.

Bang –

The white clouds dispersed.

The figures of Nangong Lingxiao and Shangguan Linghu disappeared above the clouds, leaving only a burst of fragrance, a faint fragrance of osmanthus mixed with a hint of the fragrance of flowers on the other side, spreading in the clouds, scattering!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Murong Feihu's mouth.....

Ling Aotian's face was stunned, he looked at the Murong Flying Fox on Heer's back, flew over, held the crumbling person, and said with pity: "Senior brother, you-what's the trouble?"

Murong Feihu wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and smiled gently: "For her, it's worth it!"

Ling Aotian's heart was sour: "What stupid!"

Murong Feihu coughed a few times, and blood flowed out again.

Ling Aotian had no choice but to faint the person and take him back to the castle for treatment.

Nangong Ling Xie followed.

In mid-air, Nangong Lingxiao watched them leave through the glass window, turned around, looked at the thin figure lying in the big bed, and his eyes softened.

Shangguan Linghu slept less and less, and gradually, he was able to get out of bed and walk, eat by himself, go to the bathroom by himself to solve his physiological problems, and his face gradually recovered some blood.

On this day, snowflakes fell outside the window.

"It's snowing!" Shangguan Linghu sat on the balcony, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, a little surprised, this place is close to the sea, how can there be snowflakes?

Nangong Lingxiao got up, helped Shangguan Linghu to stand up, and walked to the window.

Above the white clouds, flakes of snow fell.

"Is it good-looking?" Nangong Lingxiao held the girl's slender waist, and his palms tightened.

Shangguan Linghu is too thin, his big palm can almost wrap her waist, and there is a trace of sourness in his heart, has she had a hard time in the past few years? Why is she so thin?

Shangguan Linghu looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window with a happy face, looked at the white clouds and exclaimed in some surprise: "Wow, is this heaven?

Nangong Lingxiao just didn't speak, his eyes looked at the girl with surprise on his face, at this moment, this fresh girl was rescued by him.

Shangguan Linghu happily lay on the guardrail, his palms against the glass window, and his eyes looked out of the window without blinking.

Above the clouds, the white clouds and snowflakes blend together, which is simply fluttering!

"It's so beautiful!" the girl exclaimed, her fingers slashing down the glass, and there was a great gesture of sticking out of the window through the glass.

Nangong Lingxiao gently hooked her lips, stretched out her hand, held the girl's slender fingers and said, "When you get better, I'll take you out to build a snowman!"

Today's Shangguan Linghu is like a delicate flower, it can't be blown by the wind, it can't be beaten by the rain, it needs to be carefully cared for, and now he can lie on the railing and watch the snow, which is already the limit of his patience.

Shangguan Linghu's body was a little weak and leaned on the man's arms, and then he had to sit down.

Nangong Lingxiao sat down, holding the girl's delicate body, and the two of them quietly looked at the snowflakes outside the window until the girl fell asleep in his arms tiredly.

Nangong Lingxiao stretched out his hand, picked up the girl in his arms, kissed the girl lightly on the forehead, and then carried the girl into the bedroom, put the girl on the big bed, and covered it with a thin quilt.

"Little fox, what should I do with you?" Nangong Lingxiao also took off his shoes, wrapped his arms around the girl's back, hugged the girl, and the spiritual power and true qi of his palm slowly entered the girl's body.

Outside the window, in the white clouds.

Nangong Cheng's eyes darkened as he looked at the nothingness there.

In the void, the breath of nothingness fascinated him, but Nangong Cheng couldn't enter.

Again and again, he hit his head and broke his blood, and he was never able to enter that space, was his ability not enough?

Not, neither?

It was an infinitely powerful dragon ring, and no one could enter it, except him and her, as well as the two divine beasts that remained in the human world.

Nangong Cheng is a new generation of demon lords, and the fate of the demon lord is to inherit the memories of the demon lords of the past generations, at this moment, in his memory, it is the memory of how to kill the owner of the Phoenix Ring and the bloody scenes.

The Demon Lord has been working hard to get the Phoenix Ring for generations, but now, when it comes to him, he can't bear to do it, every time he reaches a critical moment, he is defeated by an inexplicable distress, and he is seriously injured again and again.

Nangong Cheng left in red clothes.

Spirit Fox City.

The people in the vicinity have come to settle here, they have been sheltered, and they no longer hide from the hunt of the demons in Tibet, but live a life that has never been stable.

The streets gradually became lively.

In three months, each street has a new name, and there is a person in charge of the affairs here in the four urban districts, and if it can't be solved, it will be reported to the government, and if it can't be solved, it will be reported to the city lord Murong Feihu.

On this day, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

And all the people of the city went out of their homes and looked up at the sky.

On the Rainbow Bridge, a man in a purple brocade robe led a stunning woman slowly down the Rainbow Bridge.

Murong Feihu stood at the gate of the castle, looking at a man and a woman who came slowly.

The male is like a fairy, and the female is like a fairy of the nine heavens.

The male has a red cinnabar mole on his forehead, and the female has a golden anchovy on his forehead.

The two came with a smile and looked at the group of people standing there, and the two slowly paced down the rainbow bridge.

The rainbow bridge disappeared the moment the two stepped on the steps of the castle.

"Mother-"

"Mother-" ........

The nine children exclaimed and gathered around in unison.

The five teenagers stood a meter away from the girl in a reserved manner, forming a circle.

Four girls ran over and hugged her tightly.

The purple-robed man automatically retreated and stood beside Murong Feihu.

Murong Feihu stood there dressed in white, his eyes glued to the girl's body.

Shangguan Linghu was surrounded by several children, his eyes were moist, his head was lowered, and he hugged the four girls tightly......

"Uncle Junior, congratulations!" Nangong Lingxiao raised his chin arrogantly and looked at the scene in front of him without squinting.

Murong Feihu's face was a little unpleasant, but he didn't speak, he knew that this time, Nangong Lingxiao in front of him had won, otherwise, he would not have turned back into a human being.

"Rejoice!" Murong Feihu's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

Nangong Lingxiao suddenly felt bored, snorted, stepped forward, pulled away a few girls around his wife, and said softly: "Lady, go back to the house and rest!"

The gentle tone can pinch out the water.

Xiaoqing and the three girls were violently shaken away, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

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