Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 295
Nan Si narrowed her eyes: "Why do you want such a long life?"

Donghua raised his eyebrows: "If you can choose, who in the world doesn't like to live a thousand years? Especially those who are in the clouds of wealth, aren't they all looking for the elixir of life?"

Nan Si said flatly, "So you can live a long life?"

"It's not important." Donghua smiled lightly, "What you really care about is probably not my lifespan."

Nan Si was silent for a moment, and then said calmly, "I want to know the cause of my death in Dongling."

"This seat has just said that the body of a phoenix has a short life span of ten lives."

The body of Luanhuang.

Nan Si leaned against the railing of the pavilion, and said indifferently: "Is the high priest revealing a secret?"

"It's indeed leaking the heavenly secret." Donghua High Priest said, "But your identity is special, so it's okay if you leak it. You won't be punished by heaven, so you don't have to worry."

Nan Si was not worried about whether he would be punished by heaven or not.

She just made some analysis and judgments from his few simple words.

Silently looking at the scenery outside the pavilion, her brows and eyes were calm and indifferent, and she asked after a while: "Can the fate between me and Cang Hanyu be solved?"

What if she doesn't want to be entangled with him life after life?

"The person who made a contract before the Dao of Heaven can only end the contract if he repents and bears the price of breaking the contract." Donghua said lightly, "So if you don't want to entangle with him, you can only let him go to Chaoyun Mountain by himself. Personally terminate the contract with this seat."

Nan Si frowned slightly.

This is impossible.

I also want to know that since that bastard made this decision, how could he break the contract?
"I'm kind-hearted, and I'll tell you a secret by the way." Donghua walked up to the pavilion, with fluttering cloud sleeves flashing behind him like a banished fairy, walked to Nan Si's side, and said casually In a word, with a bit of joking and leisurely, "So, this is the reason why you died in Donglan's life."

Nan Si's brows and eyes moved slightly, and the color in her eyes was so pale that she couldn't see her thoughts.

"Excuse me." She turned around to leave, but before leaving, she said lightly, "What's the relationship between Dongliu and you?"

"He is a disciple of this seat." Donghua answered every question, without playing tricks, "Don't worry, this seat will not harm him."

Won't it be bad for him?

If you tell ghosts this, they won't believe you.

But since he is a disciple, it is his family's affairs, and Nan Si has no right to take care of most of them.

"Dong Liu never told me his identity."

Donghua's tone was light: "He went down the mountain privately for two years, and he didn't have time to hide. It's strange if he dares to speak."

"With the ability of the high priest, it shouldn't take much time to catch the runaway child." Nan Si narrowed her eyes, "How could he let him escape for two years?"

Donghua said lightly: "When a cat catches a mouse, you have to let him go for a while, and then see the helplessness, fear and pitifulness he shows when he falls into the palm of his hand and cannot escape. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Nan Si was speechless for a moment, then said in a cold tone, "I think you are sick."

After leaving this sentence, she turned and left, unwilling to spend any more time with this person.

In name, he is a holy and flawless high priest, untouched by the fireworks of the world, full of immortality, but in his bones, he is absolutely a perverted demon.

Horrible bad taste.

Donghua stood alone on the pavilion with his hands behind his back, watching Nan Si leave indifferently, with a rare interest in his eyes that were always cold and evil.

"Tsk." He muttered to himself, half mocking and half sighing, "The true body of Luanhuang still cannot escape the shackles of seven emotions and six desires."

(End of this chapter)