Chapter 67: Concern and Greetings from the Head of the Line (Yesterday's Supplement)

No matter how powerful the fairy demon is, when the spirit body is damaged, taking out the inner pill and seventy percent of the spiritual power is like an injured person who has lost too much blood and will have an illusion when he is dying.

Between dreams and illusions, Su Zi saw the face he was thinking about, so lifelike, so vivid, the sparkling between his eyebrows and eyes, and the smile between his lips were so real, even the gentle breath between his noses gently hit the tip of his nose, making him unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood for a while.

If you can't tell the difference, it's fake, and it's not very relevant.

Su Zi stretched out a hand, picked up the smiling flower in front of him, and called softly, "Good time, you're here." I've been waiting for you for a long time, really long, and you're finally, finally willing to come. ”

The two warm lips did not speak, but still smiled, and gently pressed between his fingers.

His palms trembled, and he wanted to hold her in his arms, never let go, never let go again.

However, he still restrained himself, and only whispered her name in his throat, "Good time, good time, good time...... Why don't you speak, why don't you laugh anymore, you still hate me, right?"

The face suddenly approached his side like the wind, and a voice sounded faintly in his ears, "Stay, stay with me for a long time, then I will no longer hate you, I will still be with you, we will never be separated." ”

Shu Zi closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to hug the soft waist, ten fingers sank into the smooth long hair, and lowered his head to smell the faint fragrance on the hair, "Okay, we will never part ...... in the future"

She smiled with satisfaction, withdrew from his arms, and hooked her fingers at him, "Come, come with me, I will take you to a place of bliss, and you will be happy." ”

Su Zi really got up, followed the woman in a daze, and walked into the illusion set by the woman.

......

Chao Yanyan was in a daze, and heard the sound of hula water, rumbling in his ears.

Then the sound of the water disappeared, and after a long time there was a rattling noise, like the sound of iron chains cutting through the hard ground, and the sound was getting farther and farther away from her, and gradually became inaudible.

Then she seemed to hear the voice of the red cloud, calling her "lady".

Chao Yanyan suddenly remembered Hongyun's injury, woke up suddenly, and sat up straight with a "poof".

Her first reaction was to look for Hongyun, she didn't remember what was or who she was, she only remembered that she climbed down from a high place, and then shouted Hongyun's name, looking for him all over the world.

Red Cloud is not there, and he can't be found anywhere.

Her heart sank suddenly, could it be ...... Don't...... Is he dead?

No, no, it must not, I thought of Hongyun's gentle face when he smiled, so vivid and real, how could it disappear all at once?

In the confusion, someone set her up, she subconsciously grabbed the man's hand and asked, "Where is the red cloud? Where is the red cloud? Tell me where he is!"

A pair of gray eyes looked into her eyes gently, and a voice sounded in her ears, "That male fairy can't die yet, but you are so crazy, maybe you die before him is unknown." ”

Chao Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and for a while he was paralyzed and had no strength. The man picked her up, and she subconsciously looked at the other party.

Holding her was a man with long hair up to his waist, a delicate face, warm as jade, a straight and delicate nose, soft eyes, thin lips, and apricot-colored lips with a soft luster.

The man looked at her as well, his eyes met, and he smiled kindly.

Chao Yanyan opened his mouth and asked him, "Where is this, who are you?"

The man put her back on a large bed of shells and asked her in a whisper, "You don't remember?"

Chao Yanyan shook his head again and again, "I remember that Hongyun and I fell into Jize, and then I didn't know anything as soon as it was dark in front of my eyes. ”

The man's expression was a little stagnant, his eyes were complex and deep, and his deep eyes were a little cold, which did not fit his gentle and humble temperament.

He was silent for a moment, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end, he only hooked his lips slightly, and said with a smile, "This is the Liangxiao Palace at the bottom of the sea." ”

Looking around at Yan Yan, all the furniture in this round house is made of beautiful mountain and lake pearl shells, which looks like a Hawaiian style, and even the bed she slept on was made of peach-pink silk, hung with a blue light sarza tent, and the decoration style was sweet, she felt that it was quite pink and warm.

The man didn't explain much, just nodded to her in a friendly way, and introduced himself, "My name is Xiao Yu, and I am the head of the line here, you can call me the head of the line like them." ”

Chao Yanyan is a person with little culture, I don't know what "Xingshou" is, but it is estimated that it is a small official position, and when it comes to other people's territory, of course, you have to abide by other people's rules, so she obediently called, "Lord Xingshou." ”

Xiao Yu bowed his head and asked her again, "So, the man who came with you is called Hongyun?"

Nodding towards Yan Yan, "Yes, red of red, cloud of clouds, although the name is a bit cheesy, but Hongyun is a good person, he is my mother......"

THE WORD "SON" ALMOST BLURTED OUT, BUT FORTUNATELY SHE HELD IT IN TIME. Anyway, this shape-sized man's style is also somewhat decent, and she decided to speak more carefully.

Xiao Yu listened to half of what he said, and his expression was stunned, "He is...... Yours...... Mother?"

Chao Yanyan almost laughed out loud, but finally held back, waved his hand again and again, "No, no, no, he is my husband, and I am his wife." She blinked, looking at Shape-sama, "Well, may I ask if I can go see him now?" he's been badly injured before, and I'd like to see how his injuries are. ”

Xiao Yu sat sideways on the edge of the bed, stretched out her plump and slender white fingers, grabbed the corner of the velvet quilt, covered her body, and smiled softly at her, "At this moment, the king is still healing him, so it's not good to bother." When he gets better, I'll take you to see him again. You can rest assured that your skills are profound, and no matter how serious your injuries are, you can heal them. ”

"Your Majesty, who are you?" Chao Yanyan naively thought that they had been saved by a kind undersea race.

The expression in Xiao Yu's eyes became more complex and deeper, but his tone was still gentle, "Jun Shang is the only daughter of the ancient god Youmiao, and the people outside call her Ji Ze Meiji, but Jun Shang doesn't like this name, so in this Liangxiao Palace, we all call her Jun Shang." ”