The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 182 Change of clothes
It was dark in the forbidden area, and the Great Elder asked the golden armored guards to guard it outside.

He walked through one after another formation and came to the very center. This is an underground secret room. The walls are embedded with fluorescent stones the size of an adult's fist, emitting golden light. There is an ice jade coffin on the ground, and inside the coffin is a body The woman in the golden phoenix robe folded her hands on her abdomen, her eyes were tightly closed, and there was an ice mist lingering in the ice coffin, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

The ice coffin was as peaceful as ever, the Great Elder sighed and shook his head, thinking maybe the guard had misread it, he looked at the person in the coffin with respect on his brow, "God, when will you come back? Wutong Realm can't hold on any longer, hey!" sighed softly, with endless desolation and helplessness.

At the moment when Leng Wuyou fainted, in the space, a small sapling with only two leaves ignored the layer of confinement outside the space, a flash appeared in Leng Wuyou's divine sea, and then a fierce jump jumped into her It took root directly in the center of the eyebrows, and after doing this, the little sapling heaved a long sigh of relief, and patted the tree body with its two small tender leaves, like a little child patting the chest. .

The little sapling took root in Leng Wuyou's soul, and the imprint that was shining between Leng Wuyou's brows suddenly turned into an ordinary fiery red, and then the imprint disappeared after two jumps.

In the twilight of morning, the light mist dissipates little by little, revealing the bustling Yanling under the veil of mist. On the north of Southwest Street, near the suburbs, in a huge courtyard, the branches of ginkgo trees rustle with the breeze.

The shadow in black clothes covering his face stood upright like a pole, he stood guard in front of the hollow carved door, his exposed eyes were full of worry, his brows were solemn, and his hands under the black clothes were tightly held.

Behind the door, Jun Moyuan was wearing only a snow-white tunic, sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face was like gold paper, his brows were tangled together in pain, under the tunic, at the heart, there was a bloody totem looming, the totem was not big , but it happened to cover his heart. There was a blurry dark dagger in the center of the totem. The dagger was like the real thing, and a small half of it had sunk into his heart, and it was still getting deeper little by little.

Jun Moyuan's temples were throbbing, and the blood vessels under his skin were protruding, as if they might burst at any moment, and the veins in his big, well-articulated hands were bulging, and he was desperately grabbing the humiliation.

Next door, Leng Wuyou, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, instead of the familiar brown beams in front of him, but the light blue gauze curtain, and the jade-colored ceiling.

When she completely lost consciousness last night, she seemed to smell a familiar cold fragrance. Could it be him?
Leng Wuyou frowned, sat up from the bed, did not immediately check the situation of yesterday's awakening, but got up and got out of bed.

As soon as it landed, she felt that something was wrong. If she hadn't lost her memory, the clothes she was wearing should be the red robe she was used to wearing, not the familiar moon-white robe. It's possible that this dress was changed by myself when I grew up.

This idea is obviously impossible, so there is only one thing that someone changed for her, from the style of the clothes, Leng Wuyou was silent, it was really that guy, but didn't he leave for something?

Why did I come here, and I found her by such a coincidence, and even changed her clothes. When I think of this, she is a little messy. Although she is dressed as a man now, she is a real woman, stronger than gold. Really, that guy actually changed her clothes, and if she felt right, her body was washed.

Her face trembled, she was stiff, her ears under her black hair were a little red, she pursed her lips, feeling a little unnatural in her heart.

　Thank you Shang for the monthly ticket, thank you for the cute little one from my family, Yuehua is very peachy, never forgetting the original heart, Shang, lingering fear, and helplessness!have no choice! , Fuyun's recommendation ticket, refill!

　　
　
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