Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1666 Never Coming Back Again

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Ye Xiyue would hardly believe that there is such a person in the world who can destroy an entire sea of ​​flowers in the blink of an eye.

"Now? Do you think it's still beautiful?"

Ye Xiyue stared at the sea of ​​flowers, "It's not beautiful anymore."

"But they're still alive." The woman smiled slightly, pointing to the roots of the lavender, "Look, it's still green there."

Ye Xiyue followed the woman's pointing and saw that it was really the case.

"Only when the roots are completely dead, will they be submerged. Yue'er, there are some things that cannot just be seen on the surface."

Ye Xiyue felt that her words had a deeper meaning, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled slightly, "Well... friends."

"Friends?" Ye Xiyue has only a handful of friends, like Xue Wushang and Mu Feng, there are only a few of them, she never thought that she would know such a mysterious woman.

"I do not know you."

"We'll get to know each other slowly."

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "Actually, I'm not that interested in knowing you."

"..."

"Girl, after all, you are more defensive." This was beyond her expectation, "You are indeed the host of Phoenix Heart."

"Do you know Phoenix Heart?" Standing in a sea of ​​desolate flowers, Ye Xiyue asked with deep eyebrows.

The woman's smile remained undiminished, and she flicked her bare hands lightly, spreading the power of blue in the sky and the earth, and the withered sea of ​​lavender flowers regained its vitality, "I know, I still know Crimson Face."

"You know my mother?"

"It's not just that simple to know?" The smile on the woman's lips deepened, "It's a pity that we never saw each other again."

Ye Xiyue's heart trembled.

The woman's hands sketched in the air, using lavender petals to actually draw a human figure in mid-air, Ye Xiyue looked at the human figure and the facial features drawn by the petals, her eyes widened in amazement, " mother……"

"She's dead." The woman's voice carried a trace of sadness, "She will never come back again."

"Dead?" Ye Xiyue read these two words blankly, and suddenly felt that these two words were very strange, "Who is my mother?"

"You should ask, who are you?" The woman chuckled, "From the moment I knew you existed in this world, I was very curious about who you are."

"What do you mean?"

"You come with me."

Ye Xiyue followed the woman through the sea of ​​lavender flowers, and arrived in front of a bamboo building. Ye Xiyue stood in front of the bamboo building, and for some reason, she suddenly felt heavy in her heart, as if there was something in the bamboo building.

The woman's white and slender hand held her, "Yue'er, are you afraid?"

Ye Xiyue frowned, every time this woman called her Yue'er, she would feel strange, since she had never met her before, but she didn't object to her.

Shaking her head, she said, "Not afraid."

The woman chuckled, and pulled her to open the door of the bamboo building, and a bookish atmosphere came to her face, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

Smelling the imperceptible smell of blood, Ye Xiyue frowned subconsciously. It is more like a studio than a bamboo building.

There were three desks in the room, and scrolls of different thicknesses were piled up on the desks. Ye Xiyue picked up a scroll, opened it, and shook her hand suddenly, because the scroll in her hand almost fell out of her hand due to excitement.

There was nothing painted on the scroll, only a touch of scarlet, which looked like a pool of blood fell on the canvas.

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　　Merry Christmas Eve in advance
　　
　
(End of this chapter)