Nan Duli raised his eyes and looked at a pair of figures in the distance of the third and fourth steps, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he knew that his identity was inconvenient, and he had asked for others, so it was not easy to intervene at will, so he only silently followed and chased after Guang Tongchen.

The Qingcheng Nan clan is born to sense divine breath.

For example, ten years ago, the strange man that Nan Xunnuan picked up, that is, the current His Royal Highness King Yi, Nan Dui knew early in the morning that the person was hiding a divine vein, although his divine breath was broken, but it could also be seen that his identity must be indescribable, so he acquiesced to Nanxun Nuan to take the Qingcheng Supreme Treasure Soul Bead to save him.

Sure enough, two years later, the emperor came to Qingcheng to pick up the man who lingered on the sickbed, and with just one glance, Nan Duli saw the surging breath around the emperor.

At that time, Nan Dusk knew that the current emperor was the honor of the gods. Although there is something wrong with the imperial decree, it can only be obeyed, and it is not daring to disobey it.

The cold wind was bleak, and Nan Dusk's eyes became more and more strange and difficult to understand when he looked at the painting heart again. Because, Nan Duli didn't feel any breath on the painting heart.

Since there is no divine breath, how can she be a fairy girl?

And because he didn't know what grievances the painting heart and Nan Dusk had left, he was secretly poisoned by the Nan family, so he deliberately used medicine to cover up the painting heart, and Nan Duli couldn't see the poison of devouring the gods in the painting heart for a while, but I felt that this woman was not special except for the extreme beauty of birth, transcendent and unearthly.

However, a woman is born extremely beautiful, which is originally her strength, and the beauty is sad, this is all bloody history.

Nan Dusk's heart turned a thousand times for a while, and she secretly thought:

Could it be that this woman is too stunning, causing their holy Buddha in Qingcheng to also move their hearts?

Isn't it the same dust as the light and the gold house to hide Jiaojiao, so he arranged an identity for her so carefully?

Isn't this woman not a master who is with the light?

And just now their singing and harmony are just deliberately playing tricks for him. With this woman and the emperor being friends, she confirmed her identity as a fairy girl, so that she could have an identity and live in the Qinglou justifiably.

Otherwise, if she was really an immortal girl, the battle of the Moon God Mountain, the death of the Human Emperor, these two major events that shocked the divine realm, how could she know nothing?

Nan Duli was taken aback by the bold inference in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his eyes again to take a closer look, but saw that Heguang Tongchen had never been to anyone, and he had been so close to a woman, and he couldn't help but be sure that this woman was a fake!

Now that he has hugged the beauty with the light and dust, what about his sister Nanxun Nuan?

Nan Dusk's centrifugal thoughts were so complicated, the words full of words were like a fish in his throat, he shook his sleeve robe, and after all, he endured it and didn't ask anything.

One lift, one jade step.

The jade steps are high, and the north wind is cold.

The mess in my heart was scattered by the cold wind blowing back and forth, and I calmed my mind and decided to focus on the things in front of me first.

On the hundreds of feet high white jade steps, there is a little girl with two sideburns hanging down, looking at the size of Nanxun Nuan, who is about the same age, wearing a primrose-colored gold and ancient satin jacket, her little face is slightly red in the cold wind, and her eyes are looking forward to it, very clever and clever.

When the little girl saw Heguang Tongchen, she immediately called out happily "Master", and then turned her head sideways and shyly waved to Nan Dusk, and called "Brother City Lord" in a low voice.

Nan Dusk smiled lightly when she returned home, not close or close.

The little girl's gaze paused on Nan Duli for a long time, and finally turned to Huaxin, facing this strange woman with a delicate face like jade and an extraordinary charm, the little girl's eyes blinked, and her small mouth opened and opened, but no sound floated out.

"Your ancestor. ”

The painting tried his best to calm down, and saw that this little girl looked a little like Yuxi, and suddenly felt close in his heart, but he deliberately held the shelf of the ancestor on his face.

The little girl turned her head to look at Heguang Tongchen in disbelief, and saw that Heguang Tongchen bowed slightly to her in acquiescence, so she smiled and bowed respectfully to the painting, and called out crisply and loudly, "Master." ”

Before the painting could answer her, He Guang Tongchen had already preemptively ordered, "The mountain wind is cold, I'm afraid that there is a cold air entering the body, you go to warm a pot of tea for your ancestor first, remember to add some cinnamon branches, aconite, and dried ginger......"

"Master, you can rest assured, the simple Fang Yin of Warming off the cold is naturally understood, why do you need to tell so much. The little girl is not as reserved as she is to Nan Duli, but she is not afraid of being with the light at all, and her eyelashes fluttered.

He Guang Tongchen smiled and said, "Go ahead." ”

The little girl also giggled and turned around to prepare tea.

Nan Duli personally went out of the city gate to greet him, and followed him all the way to Qinglou, naturally not only because of the respect and respect for the light and dust, but also for the warmth of Nanxun.

Although there is still a glimmer of hope in Heguang Tongchen, but now Nanxun has not seen anyone dead or a corpse, Nan Duli is already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but he still has to pretend to be elegant and calm on his face.

When he arrived at the warm hall, took a seat, and served tea, Nan Duli couldn't wait any longer, and immediately asked the question that made him feel uncomfortable for two nights.

"Pharmacist, I wonder what my sister's situation is now?"

Although Nan Duli tried his best to hide it, he couldn't suppress the tremor of his lips, and his eyes were fixed on Heguang Tongchen. He knows the ability to be with the light, if he says that he can't be saved, then there is no one in this world who can be saved.

He Guang Tongchen only lowered his head to taste tea, and did not speak.

Huaxin hesitated for a moment and took out the Soul Fixing Bead from his arms. Fixing the soul bead, Nan Duli naturally recognizes it.

"The lord of Nanxiao died from a sword piercing his throat, and his body was burned by the fire of the red lotus industry, all three souls were damaged, and all seven souls were lost, and I recalled his soul with secret techniques to raise it in the soul bead......

Before the words of the painting heart fell, Nan Dusk was about to reach out to take the soul bead as soon as his head was tight, but the painting heart gently avoided it and put the soul bead into his arms again. Huaxin gently stirred the teacup, the tea smoke rose, Nan Dusk looked over, Huaxin's eyes couldn't see clearly through the fog.

Nan Duli was silent for a long time, although he didn't put the painting heart in his eyes, in the end, it was because of the face of the light and dust, and after careful consideration, he tried to speak, "Please raise your noble hand, the soul bead is the treasure of my Qingcheng, and it contains the soul of my sister, if the fairy aunt is willing to return it, I will be grateful." ”

Huaxin raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Xunnuan, and saw that he seemed to care more about this bead than Nan Xunnuan, and didn't ask her where the bead came from, and second, he didn't ask her if Nan Xunnuan could save it, so he just wanted to take it back, and couldn't help but sneer, "Can you save her? Or who can save her in Qingcheng?" Or will Feng return it to you and put a spiritual position for you?"

The voice of the painting was not loud, but it was loud, the tea smoke dispersed, and Nan Duli saw a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, not angry and arrogant.

This eye was clear, but it swept the south twilight and caught him off guard. It seems that this woman is not just a good-looking embroidered pillow, and that kind of deterrent attitude is not something that anyone can play......

Could it be that he really looked away this time?

Nan Du couldn't help but think of a rumor in Qingcheng, which was rumored to be about being with the light.