The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1473 miss, miss
An Ye calmed down and continued to speak what he hadn't finished.

"He said that it has finally been planted, and when it matures, I will personally welcome you back."

Ever since An Ye left, Leng Wuyou has been thinking about these words.

She took this sentence apart back and forth, and she didn't understand what it meant. The only thing she could understand was that there was something wrong with the elixir given by that strange man.

And the word "kind" made Leng Wuyou keenly aware of the familiarity.

January [-]rd is Yuansheng Festival.

To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to the Spring Festival on Blue Star.

The imperial capital at night is very lively, every household hangs up red lanterns, children play and play, and fireworks and firecrackers compete in the imperial capital.

The sound of silk, silk and bamboo music lingers endlessly.

Tonight, the palace also set up a banquet to invite various forces to celebrate Yuansheng Festival.

Leng Wuyou did not attend this banquet, because she felt that she would be more comfortable staying in a place like the palace.

The main reason is that she didn't expect that such a cultivation country would actually value this kind of festival so much.

Those cultivators are also infected with the aura of smoke and dust today, and the arrogance and aura of being like a fairy in the past are all diluted by the smoke and dust.

Leng Wuyou was sitting on the roof of her own house, she was drinking casually with a wine glass in one hand, and there was a white jade jug on her left hand, pouring a glass for herself from time to time.

After she drank a cup, she let out a long sigh, her eyes were somewhat blurred, and she silently looked at the night sky.

In the night sky, the full moon hung high, and the colorful fireworks exploded after the full moon, blooming brilliant brilliance, but vanished little by little in an instant.

She lowered her head and looked back at the bustling environment of the imperial capital, at this moment she actually felt a little lonely

The whole person seemed to be out of tune with this world, she pursed her lips, feeling a little empty in her heart.

He raised his hand, poured himself another glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

The body lay back casually.

The confusion in those eyes seemed to have deepened a bit, as if he was drunk.

The cold face was dyed a little crimson because of the alcohol, looking a little enchanting at this moment, the whole person is like a fairy under the moon, charming but not aware of it.

"Brother, I miss you." A low whisper came out of her mouth.

The voice was very soft, a gust of wind blew her voice into fragments, and the fragmented voice was carried by the wind and sent far, far away.

Whose ear was it sent to?

And who heard this longing words?

Nobody knows.

Leng Wuyou's arms were placed behind his head, his eyes were slightly closed, and there seemed to be sparkles in the corners of his eyes, but it seemed to be an illusion.

嗡

A slight hum made Leng Wuyou, who was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, open his eyes, stretched out his hand to massage his swollen head, his eyes were still hazy with drunkenness.

She took off the communication jade hanging from her waist, and put her fingertips on it, and Jun Moyuan's deep and magnetic voice came to Leng Wuyou's ears, making Leng Wuyou pause slightly.

"Qibao, it's me."

The inner domain of the heavenly realm.

Jun Moyuan was sitting alone in the hall, holding a communication jade tablet with his fingertips, his expression was full of tenderness and longing.

If Jun Moyuan looked like this, if his subordinates saw it, they would poke their eyes to show that they were blind.

"Baby Seven, I miss you."

Jun Moyuan has been very busy recently, because the flow rate of time in the upper bound is different from that in the lower bound of Canglan. One day in the upper bound is [-] days and nights in the lower bound.

So when he counted that today is the Yuansheng Festival, he squeezed out a little time to call his Qibao.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight Qibao before, but he was worried that Qibao would be in danger because of him. Although he was going to be obsessed with thinking about Qibao during this time, he had to endure it.

But today's situation is different. Today is the Yuansheng Festival in the Lower Realm of Canglan. He originally wanted to spend it with Qibao, but now he can only do it in this way. people.

After waiting for a while, Jun Moyuan didn't wait for the voice from the communication jade, so he called out again, "Baby Seven."

(End of this chapter)