Chapter 9 Hundreds of Years of Companionship

Three days later, countless white cranes flew in the air, and the light flickering of the crane's wings was a few miles, but behind these countless cranes was a luxurious cyan boat, fluttering in the air.

Two days later, the Wu family.

The faint cyan silk tent was slowly opened, and a woman with a somewhat thin face slowly approached the Wu family, which had just been in turmoil, under the gaze of the upper nobles of the entire capital.

The delicate body, supported by the maid, walked in, ignoring the dense gaze around him that lowered his head to show submission, but looked directly at Wu Xiu who bowed his head, and the head of the Wu family said lightly: "Brother-in-law Wu is not like this, you should also get up." โ€

The woman's voice was light, but it was inexplicably majestic, and the long sword in the other woman's hand made people's hearts cold.

"Commanded by heaven. "That sword is a sword of humanity, and countless mental power is entangled in it, maybe ordinary people can't feel anything, but those cultivators feel a murderous aura.

The woman looked around lightly and said, "Everyone is in trouble, this princess is just a little quiet for a long time, I hope you understand, now it's all gone." After the woman finished speaking, she walked into the house, which was already completely new.

Wu Xiu looked at the woman and was a little worried, but he didn't dare to say anything, he didn't know the meaning of these people from the palace, but it didn't mean that he didn't know the majesty of this royal family.

"No need to do this, the two families are capable relatives, don't be separated. The princess raised her eyebrows, and her originally majestic face became much softer after this blow.

"I don't know when the princess came here, and she also brought the royal weapon. Wu Xiu said slowly, but the language was still much faster than usual.

"My intention is very clear, it's just a visit, I hope Uncle Wu, don't think too much about the intention, is there only that sword? That is my talisman, I don't know if I can rest if I am a little tired of this princess?"

"Don't dare, Wu doesn't dare, Wu Xiu is reckless and asks the princess for forgiveness!" Wu Xiu said humbly.

"No need to do this, I'll go first, don't follow, a few slaves and maids can send me. โ€

Wu Xiu looked at the princess's disappearing back, and an inexplicable brilliance flashed in the corners of his eyes, but he forcibly pressed it down.

"Maybe it's time to make a decision. โ€

"Go close the door, I'm going to get some rest. The woman said to the maid who was holding the sword that was "commanded by heaven."

The maid replied lightly: "Yes" and slowly retreated.

There was a knock at the door, followed by the ever-muffled sound of footsteps.

"Bi Yuan, you go to the door and guard, and kill those who force in. The woman's voice said, and between the words, there was no longer the slightest tenderness, almost cold.

Streams of fine yellow spirit stones filled the room, and a layer of general enchantment that seemed to be transparent appeared in the room, and the princess slowly closed her eyes.

She has an ability, that is, foreknowledge, which is said to be foreknowledge, but it has all kinds of drawbacks, if you want to get it, you have to pay, and what you pay is her life, maybe she has ten years of life in a row, and now she is breaking this seal.

Layers of intermittent breath emanated in the air, and slowly disappeared when they reached the barrier.

An hour later, the woman had become transparent, and all the strands of her hair had fallen apart, and she was now predicting and probing.

Originally, her task was simple, that is, to find the rebels in the capital, which only required a hunch or a little bit of hope for the present and the future.

Now it was the same, and she had a feeling that there might be someone here who could make her the target in her heart, or just an illusion, but she knew that if there was, she had to find him, her, whatever it takes, because she needed it.

The sky was blood-colored, and countless unjust souls were chirping, but they could only be absorbed by a black gap, and she knew that it was the "ghost flag" of the soul refining family. โ€

She seemed to be a bystander, looking at all this, she saw herself, it was a knife black knife, covered with runes. The strange words almost made people's hearts uneasy, and she fell in the sea of blood, and the whole world was in the sea of blood, she didn't know what it meant, but he knew that the man must be the one who had something to do with his fate, and she silently sang the mysterious language brought by the heavens in her heart.

For a while, the whole world disappeared, only a knife slashed towards her, the knife was traceless, just covered with rust, and the same knife appeared behind her, and she just turned to look at the person's face and feel the breath, everything was gone, and his black hair became gray and ugly, but he firmly remembered the man's breath and appearance.

And she seemed to see herself on the bloody throne on the layers of stairs.

She smiled again and closed her eyes, and countless mysterious symbols could be seen flowing around in her eyes, as if with the breath of heaven and earth.

When I opened my eyes, it was already night, and the morning light brought a faint light.

And one night seems to be hundreds of years, and in these hundreds of years, there is only one figure, and she is firmly following the back of that figure, watching the figure walk towards the darkness, carrying the light, watching the figure slowly kill, watching the figure look up to the sky again and again, and finally when she sees those eyes again, she knows that she can't do without him no matter what, maybe he is all she has, and these decades may just be an extension of those hundreds of years of following.

She didn't care what that meant, but she couldn't help but wonder about the turnaround, or rather. My life can be killed by him, or he can lift me up to the highest throne. She secretly decided that she must find him, even if she could be killed by him. , as if accustomed to following, there seems to be a call from the heart.

"Black clothes, bloody knives, black eyes, murderous aura. โ€

"Or we can be together, that's the best guarantee. โ€

"I want to know that the person can't use the prophecy, and who is the traitor and rebel in this?" she responded and vaguely saw a faint shadow that had died in the sea of blood, and he searched in his memory but found that it was so similar to the Nangong family master who bowed his head in front of him, then it was you. The white-haired woman said lightly, yes, her jet-black hair was all white at the moment, like dead leaves. "Isn't that man also silver-haired? โ€

Two days later, the woman had black hair, coiled it high, looked at the woman kneeling in front of her, and said, "Still there is no news?"

The woman said, "Give me a day, and we'll do our best." โ€œ

The woman said lightly: "That's it, then forget it, I'll let the royal red take over, this is really a helpless thing." โ€

"It's the incompetence of subordinates. โ€

"Well, I'll get in touch with the palace after the dinner tomorrow. โ€

In the bright lights, the princess was dressed in black, but she looked very mysterious but not the slightest weird, sitting on the main seat and said lightly: "Thank you for entertaining me and I'm leaving, I'm really grateful for these days." โ€

The princess said lightly, and her voice became very soft.

Wu Xiu said: "We are really happy that the princess is like this, and I hope the princess can leave a good memory here." โ€

"Really?" the princess's eyes were the face of a man dressed in black and white hair, who always seemed to like to look up at the sky, she didn't like it before, but she knew that she would like it in the future, because that person liked it, so she would definitely like it.

The princess did not realize that she was completely dependent on the man in the future.

Maybe it comes from the trust in her own abilities, or from her own need for comfort.

The princess slowly retreated, and the dinner seemed to him a little dull.

Turning to leave, she said lightly: "No need for an escort, I want to go." Wu Xiu's body that was about to move stopped in an instant, but even so, a figure slowly melted into the darkness, and it was faintly visible that the appearance of the sword was very simple.

"Ahh What a thing. Silly papaya, Miss Ben has been talking to you for a long time, but you just look at the broken knife, it's all rusty, what's so good, ouch, I'm sorry, uh, princess. โ€

Wu Ranran muttered in a small voice, while walking, but he collided with the princess, the princess could dodge, but she was a little fascinated by her words, and the shadow of a knife loomed behind her, the princess slowly waved her hand, and the knife was withdrawn.

The princess said with a smile on her face: "It's okay, what happened just now, listen to you?" For the first time, the princess found that she was originally in an indifferent and desireless state of mind, but at this moment she was a little urgent

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