Looking at the entire Hongmeng Xuanyu, there are many women with strong temperaments who can't share their husbands with other women, such as the queen mother of Xige.

"Hey, the word love is not shallow!" Nanjiang sighed.

After listening to this heavy and flawed story, I can't help but feel a little sad.

I didn't notice the slight gloomy image on Nanjiang's little face, and looked at the changes in Nanjiang after it came out of the red clouds.

Wearing a ruby-inlaid luxury bead flower on one side of the hair, a pair of red tassel earrings swaying lightly, the delicate face is fully revealed, compared with the previous beautiful dress, the southern Xinjiang at this time is a little more delicate.

"Southern Xinjiang, it's all old things, you have the right to tell the story, just listen to it, I'm very curious, where did you come from to change your clothes?"

Nanjiang raised his hand and looked at his cherry red dress, and said in a casual tone: "If you want to change your clothes, it's very simple, just a cloud." ”

He can turn clouds into clothes, but he has never tried it.

However, he lives in the Tonghua Palace in this void, how can his clothes be transformed by the power of the Xuan?

There are a number of skilled craftsmen in Tonghua Palace, and Xiao'e with different divisions of labor are waiting, and those gorgeous clothes are all handmade.

Southern Xinjiang is alone, with no friends, no family, and no ability to cut clothes.

Don't you have to do it yourself and conjure up your favorite clothes, which are incomparable to those who stretch out their hands.

"Oh, I just saw you eating clouds, are you hungry? or... You've always eaten clouds?"

The strange eyes of the elephant made Nanjiang, who had never felt that there was anything wrong with eating clouds, a little embarrassed, and eighty percent of them were regarded as hungry.

Seeing that Nanjiang's expression was not very natural, Wuxiang thought that since it was a flower, it was understandable that the food was cloudy and dewy, and smiled: "Nanjiang, I... It's that I can't speak, you're a little red flower! Food must be different from us. ”

Nanjiang bit his lip lightly and said with a light smile: "Uh, I don't have to eat clouds, this can only be my little snack, not a staple food, not a staple food." ”

"Little snack?"

"Yes, I'm also very picky, not all clouds eat, for example, white clouds, I don't like to eat, sticky mouth. ”

This eating clouds has eaten out of experience, and it is like a serious question, "Are the clouds delicious?"

I want to hear what kind of taste evaluation the taste of various clouds in southern Xinjiang is.

"Well, how can I say it! Some clouds melt when they enter the mouth, and some bring back sweetness, and the dark clouds can't be entered, and they are astringent. If you want to eat it, you can grab a handful and try it. Nanjiang quipped.

"Hehe, I'll be free! I'm still a little interested in fruits and vegetables. ”

Seeing the smile on his face, Nanjiang flicked his sleeves: "In this way, this scene is also appreciated, I should also go, farewell!", after that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Caught off guard, Wuxiang hurriedly shouted to Nanjiang: "Where are you going?"

"It's my sea of suffering!"

When I heard that I wanted to go back to the bitter sea, I didn't like a panic, this can't be done, if I let the southern Xinjiang go back to the bitter sea, how can I explain it to the king?

"The king ordered me to go back to Tonghua Palace with you. ”

Nanjiang turned his head to look at Wuxiang, although it was his own Manshu Shahua who saved the monarch of Liesang Kingdom.

But instead of thanking him, he also spoke harshly, which made the Southern Xinjiang Committee really unhappy.

In other words, in this vast vast Xuanyu region, southern Xinjiang is not subordinate to any country.

She can choose the place of death in any country, and she does not have to suffer the harsh words of the king of the hunting mulberry.

Since the bitter sea belongs to the territory of the Liesang country, you can go to other countries, what is so difficult about this?

"No, I can't afford your king's hospitality. ”

"If you don't go back with me, I'll be condemned." ”

The grievances and fears of Wuxiang were real, and a tragic scene of being punished to a certain place of punishment had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Even if he thinks of friendship, he will not be punished to go to the place of punishment.

Just in the face of that cold and domineering stern color, it has made Wuxiang walk on thin ice and shudder.

It is like a pitiful staring at the life-saving straw in southern Xinjiang, expecting southern Xinjiang to change its mind.

Nanjiang thought about it, and Xuan Ge treated her as a life-saver so harshly.

If the Yellow Order for Wuxiang is not completed, it may be how to 'greet' Wuxiang under his command.

Besides, Wuxiang still takes himself to see this boundless wonder, if it is really because of his own departure, regardless of Wuxiang's life or death, it is really a little unreasonable.

Then follow Wuxiang back to let him hand over the errand, and then find an excuse to leave.

"That's it, I'll go back with you. ”

Wuxiang instantly smiled, and after thinking about it, he was afraid that southern Xinjiang would temporarily change his hexagram.

Immediately pulled through the southern Xinjiang, illusion into two wisps of mist of different colors, flew away from the sea of colorful clouds, and in a blink of an eye, it appeared at the gate of Tonghua Palace.

There are huge red cloud pillars at both ends of the palace gate, and red clouds slowly roll on the cloud pillars, surrounding the cloud pillars.

The red cloud pillar near the right side of southern Xinjiang seems to have a nameless fire burning in his heart, stretching out his right hand and shaking from side to side on the giant cloud pillar.

Trying to disrupt the smooth flow of clouds tumbling on the pillar of clouds, so as to release anger.

When she withdrew her jade hand, the red clouds rolling on the pillar of clouds returned to their original state, and complained, "Hmph! I will turn you into my clothes when I have a chance." ”

Wuxiang knew that Nanjiang was having a small temper, and smiled a little guiltily: "Let's go in!"

Entering this bright and luxurious hall, I saw a man in a dark blue costume and a light-colored brocade robe talking to him.

Seeing Nanjiang and his party coming in, Xi Ge's eyes became very different, and he watched Nanjiang step into the hall in a daze.

This cloud-transformed cherry red dress is really a good match for southern Xinjiang, and the small face of melon seeds as white as frost is called white and red by this red.

Fair-skinned and delicate, with outstanding temperament, it really makes people can't take their eyes off.

Kankan approached him, and Song ordered Wuxiang: "Take her back to the dormitory." ”

This sounds like a kind of 'golden house hides Jiao'.

"Yes. ”

Nanjiang, who was distracted, did not take the words of the song into his ears, but kept looking at the beautiful man in the dark blue dress, who was she in the sea of colorful clouds, and almost bumped into a person with a full arms.

I saw Nanjiang walking straight in front of the man, and said with a familiar smile: "It's you!"

Facing the southern Xinjiang in front of him, which seemed to come from the painting, Min Xuan's heart seemed to ignite a spark, and he could hear the squeak and explosion, perhaps, this is the heartbeat sound!

Min Xuan, who has a feminine temperament and deep eyes, smiled kindly at Nanjiang: "It was originally a guest of honor, but it was abrupt." ”

Isn't it possible that Min Xuan has met with Southern Xinjiang?

"Tang Tu, where does this begin?" asked Xi Ge.

Nanjiang didn't even glance at Xuan Ge, and smiled at Min Xuanmei: "Yes, he saved me just now." ”

Hearing the word 'rescue', Xi Ge's heart tightened for no reason, and then he looked at Nanjiang, and there was no missing arm or leg.

can still talk to Min Xuan freely about the thrilling adventure of Fang Cai here, and his eyes are shining, which shows that he is very good.

"That being the case, this gentleman would like to thank His Royal Highness Second for protecting my guests. ”

This doesn't sound inappropriate, it's just to thank the guests in his palace for being in danger.

Wuxiang heard a kind of person who cared for himself, to be grateful to His Highness.

Min Xuan smiled: "It's just a coincidence, it's not enough to worry about." ”

Yu Ge glanced at Wuxiang and motioned for him to escort Nanjiang back to the dormitory, Wuxiang understood, and then said: "Nanjiang, I'll escort you back to the dormitory!"

Because Xuan Ge and Min Xuan still have something to say, they never thought that Nanjiang would be as if they couldn't hear it, staring at Min Xuan, who had a pleasant face, and still had the intention of making new friends.