The evil king chased his wife 99 times: lady, wait for me

Chapter 210
As winter is approaching, the temperature drops sharply, and Zhuyage fell the biggest snow this year at night.Feather-like snowflakes are sprinkled down one after another, accumulating on the ground, on the house, and on the trees.

A few plum branches are placed in the warm room, and the dark fragrance floats.The warm jade bed is warm and comfortable, and it can be called the most wonderful bed in winter.

The whole night, Ling Yuan, Han Xi, and Lan Lingfeng all guarded Feng Youruo.

After tonight, there will be no peace.

The Feng family, the Jing family, the Gui family, and the Dongzhou Shen family will all come looking for the divine breath deliberately released by Lingyuan, and three other mysterious families that have been out of sight for hundreds of years will also slowly surface. .

Zhu Yage will eventually become a place where "military strategists" compete, and the goal is: wind and ease.

Compared with these people, Xiao Bairan seems even smaller!
However, in addition to the seven big families, there is another crucial person: the green real old hag.

Each one is not simple!This is a dangerous move, every step is thrilling, if you are not careful, all previous efforts will be wasted.

The night approaching winter is long, but this night is very short.The three people, big and small, sat in three positions, looking at Feng Youruo, thinking about each other. Before they had time to talk, the sky gradually brightened.

There is something faintly flowing in the air.

"coming……"

Lingyuan murmured softly.

"Sooner or later." Lan Lingfeng was the first to stand up, tightly clenched the saber of the waist sword, and strode out.

Soon a dazzling light flashed across the hazy sky, and in the next second, there was a man in white on Zhuyage.

The long gown made by Shanghao Lingling was embroidered with many patterns of "return and return" with golden silk thread. His handsome face was not inferior to that of Lingyuan, with a noble and ethereal aura.

"Feng Qianhua." Lan Lingfeng wove a barrier to keep Feng Qianhua out.

Feng Qianhua sneered, and raised her hand to break Lan Lengfeng's barrier: "Where is Feng Youruo?"

"Not here." Lan Lingfeng whispered, and raised his hand to form another enchantment, which glowed slightly blue in the morning light.

This light...Feng Qianhua stared at the blue light on the enchantment, her deep and bottomless eyes fluctuated: "Lan Lingfeng, it could be you!"

Lan Lingfeng frowned when he heard that, his dark blue robe fluttered in the cold wind: "You know me?"

"I don't know you, I've heard of it." Feng Qianhua shifted her gaze to Lan Lengfeng's face, "There was a strange spiritual creature in ancient times, born with supernatural powers, immortal, not a god or a demon, it had no name at first, and later got the favor of a goddess Named, surnamed Lan! So it was you! You also came to the world?!"

"If you're knowledgeable, it's me, your grandpa! Haha..." Lan Lingfeng laughed boldly, and raised the long knife in his hand high, "It's still too late for you to leave now, if you don't leave, don't blame grandpa You're welcome!"

Feng Qianhua's face darkened, and she said in a loud voice: "You are the spirit of the gods, since you have come to the world, you should protect the gods. I am the same as you."

"Who is the god?" Lan Lengfeng asked.

"Feng Youruo." Feng Qianhua solemnly spit out three words, "She is a descendant of the gods, my saintess of Weizhou."

"Her?" Lan Lingfeng laughed, "Feng Qianhua, how can you be sure?"

"Because you are by her side, this reason is enough!" Feng Qianhua said, a respectful expression slowly appeared on her calm face, "Let me see her!"

Lan Lingfeng smiled contemptuously: "Do you think you can pass my test?"

Feng Qianhua hesitated, looking at Lan Lengfeng.

He is neither a god nor a demon, but a special existence.If it was a thousand years ago, Feng Qianhua would not have taken him seriously at all, but now a thousand years have passed, and after several reincarnations, there is only a weak divine power left on him, which is not enough to compete with Lan Lingfeng.

"How can you give her back to me?" Feng Qianhua asked.

"Also? When did she become yours?" Lan Lingfeng asked back with a smile.

"I..." Feng Qianhua choked for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "She is a descendant of the Holy Maiden Meng, and she is from Weizhou."

"Then whose soul is her?" Lan Lingfeng asked again.

Feng Qianhua fell silent.

Her primordial spirit is an ancient goddess, and a god does not belong to anyone.including him.

"She has already entered reincarnation. If she can't go back to the holy temple with me, she will suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death just like ordinary people. She will live for less than a hundred years."

"So what if I become a saint? It's just a lifespan of 300 years! Feng Qianhua, since you recognize me, you should guess why I protect her. I am more qualified than you to keep her."

Feng Qianhua was speechless and even felt ashamed.

He really didn't have the right to rob her.But if you don't grab...she will die!After thinking for a while, Feng Qianhua said: "She has been hit by Huoyu Duanqinghua, I have a way to save her."

"No need, I also have a solution." Lan Lingfeng said.

"You have it too?" Feng Qianhua looked at him in surprise.The Fire Feather Severing Love Flower is an ancient divine curse. If there is a way to undo it, the Dream Maiden will not be executed as a monster, and she will not die thousands of years ago!
"Find the way you came here, and change your fate." Lan Lingfeng said loudly, swiping his long arms vigorously, exuding a powerful momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers, which cannot be doubted.

Even Feng Qianhua had to be convinced.He looked at him in shock, countless cloudless eyes filled his eyes, and after a long time, he lowered his head and murmured: "Find the way you came here, change the fate of the day, and let everything return to its original place...Why didn't I think about it? "

"What are you talking about, little brat? Speak up, don't you dare let grandpa hear you?" Lan Lingfeng roared.

Feng Qianhua raised his head, his eyes had regained his composure, and he solemnly knelt down: "Lan Lingfeng, if you want to find the way back, you must gather all seven great servants, I, Feng Qianhua, would like to be No.1!"

Lan Lingfeng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What did you say?"

"I, Feng Qianhua, would like to dedicate my life to God! Please let me stay and take care of her together!" Feng Qianhua lowered his proud head, respectfully as if treating a real god.

A smile flashed across the corner of Lan Lingfeng's eyes, he put away the knife: "Okay, but the one behind you..."

Jing Li stared blankly at Lan Lengfeng, he remembered this person.He appeared with the devil in the Temple of Mingzhou that day!It turned out that he was the spirit of the gods, but how could he be with the demon king Lingyuan?
Lan Lingfeng gave him a warning look, and Jing Li hurriedly knelt down: "Jing Li is also willing to serve the gods with her body!"

Anyway, the gods are in their hands now, he must find a way to stay and save the gods!

Lan Lingfeng smiled with satisfaction: "It's not up to you, Jingli, to make decisions about the Jing family, but for the sake of your sincerity, I'll trust you for now!"

Two of the seven families took over immediately, a great victory!
Feng Qianhua and Jing Li stood up, put away their dignity in front of Lan Lengfeng, and asked sincerely: "Then can we meet Feng Youruo now?"

(End of this chapter)