Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1001 Xiao Luo, I miss you so much for my husband
A burst of dazzling purple light was transmitted through the Kingdom of God, and Ye Luo's body appeared by the Ziyan Lake.

A group of people are eagerly surrounding her, staring at her.

"Little Luo! You finally came out!"

The first one to rush forward was Si Yutian.Regardless of everyone's surprised gazes and any secular etiquette, he hugged his fiancée's body so excitedly and without emotion, and hugged him tightly, "I miss you so much."

Ye Luo's ears turned red, and she pushed Si Yutian away: "Don't make trouble, it's embarrassing to be watched by so many people."

Especially when she was stared at by An Ruxia's watery eyes full of hatred, Ye Luo felt like a light on her back.

An Ruxia stared at Ye Luo fiercely, under her long sleeves, she clenched her fists slowly, her nails dug into her flesh, and complained bitterly: "Father, she has been promoted again, and now she is a seventh-level madman!" Samurai!"

An Zhongjing stood beside An Ruxia, and sighed: "This girl's talent is really terrifying, it can be compared to that famous genius who moved the mainland ten years ago to attract cranes."

An Ruxia trembled angrily, and said: "When Ye Luo first came to the ancient city of Yunjian, she was a fourth-level mad warrior. It's only been less than a month, and she is already a seventh-level mad warrior. Father, I feel that there is something in her. The smell of Ziyanjiu, she must have got Ziyanjiu, right?!"

An Zhongjing's expression also turned serious. It was obvious that he was also very concerned about the words "Purple Smoke and Wine".

"I really don't understand. Ziyan wine is obviously something passed down by my ancestors of the An family. The ruins at the bottom of Ziyan Lake are also treasures left by the ancestors of Yunjian. Why should they be opened to these outsiders? Precious resources are left to our family. Isn't it better?!" An Ruxia was extremely unwilling, she felt that Ye Luo took away everything that should belong to her, including men, purple tobacco and alcohol.

"Hey, Ruxia. Don't complain, this is the legacy left by our ancestors. The ruins at the bottom of Ziyan Lake are open to the outside world." An Zhongjing was sad, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, "Maybe the ancestors didn't believe it. The descendants of the An family can inherit his skills and treasures, so let's look for suitable successors in the five affiliated countries."

An Ruxia almost exploded: "Why are you looking for it in the five dependent countries? My little brother has such a high talent, so he can't inherit it? Good things, why give them to outsiders? The ancestors are really partial, and they come out every ten years. Anjia provided us with a drop of Ziyanjiu, but ten years ago, Yinhe alone got four drops. Four days ago, the two Tianjiao who came out, Feng Wushi got three drops, Lei Zeye got two drops, What a waste of money to give to the peasants of these dependent countries!"

Every year, the end of the Tianjiao Festival is the most painful moment for the An family.

An Ruxia turned her head and looked at the two teenagers behind An Zhongjing, both of them had the same expression of anger and resentment in their eyes.

An Zhongjing is getting older, but he looks more open than the children, and sighed: "The ancestors have explained that our An clan cannot inherit his Zishui inheritance. There is no way, this is fate."

An Ruxia's face was livid, she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't believe in fate!"

Because of fate, her husband died; because of fate, her dream of being a queen was shattered.

Is that the appointment?Just like this, as the widow of the king of Yi, accompanied by the child, spent the lower body alone?She doesn't want it!She's only in her early twenties!She still has a great time!
(End of this chapter)