Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 232

Ningxi and Gu Weiya left, Wuyao did not leave.

She was sitting on a swing floating in the air, holding an umbrella with her thin white fingers.

The moon is reflected on the lake, and the wind blows, causing ripples.

The swing swayed up and down with the wind, and the skirt of the cheongsam moved with the wind. The style was dark, and the beauty was ascetic and cool, and the beauty was thrilling.

'Hula', there was movement from the calm lake.

A woman wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab jumped out from the bottom of the water and floated into the air parallel to Wuyao.

Before Wuyao could speak, she blessed Wuyao slightly, bowed to Wuyao, raised her wedding dress with her hand painted in Danko and knelt down.

"My lord, I have a long-cherished wish, I hope my lord will make the decision for me."

With every gesture and few words, there is a strong and simple classical atmosphere.

Elegant, noble, elegant, and beautiful are words suitable for her.

"It's a long-cherished wish, I would like to sacrifice my soul."

The woman slowly raised her head, wearing a red hijab, she was strangely beautiful.

The charming and enchanting eyebrows and eyes swept across the woman, Wu Wuyao opened her red lips, and her voice was as charming as silk: "Get up and tell your story."

The bead is a pretty good bead, but she accepts the bead according to her mood and story.

The story is not moving and cannot impress her, no matter how much she likes beads, she will not accept them.

"Yes."

The woman was from 300 years ago, named Canaan Xiang, and she was a princess during her lifetime.

When she died, she was eighteen years old, and it was the day when she was full of joy to marry the person she loved.

It's just that the day that made her happy has become the bad news of her life.

The person she married, the eldest son of the neighboring country, used her as an excuse to lead thousands of troops to conquer her country, and after forcing her father and queen mother to death, killed her elder brothers and clansmen.

As for her, the cause of all evil, she died with the burning palace.

Wearing the wedding dress embroidered by herself, she died in the winter when the fire was raging.

She waited for 300 years by the river of Wangchuan, just for her fiancé Yu Ganzi who would destroy her country and slaughter all her people.

She wanted to ask him in person why he was so ruthless. If she could, she would really like to personally kill his soul as a sacrifice to his dead family members and dead people, so that he would not be reincarnated forever.

However, she has waited for 300 years and has been guarding this place, but she has not waited for that person.

Yes, he invited eminent monks to imprison her soul here, and she was not allowed to leave or be reincarnated. Only boundless waiting and endless hatred accompanied her.

Hearing the story of Canaan Xiang, Fifth Young died covering his face with a fan, his voice was as beautiful and alluring as poppies, but it was also fatal.

"What is your long-cherished wish?"

Hearing this, Canaan Xiang replied through the red hijab: "I hope my lord will find the reincarnation of Yu Ganzi for me. I want him to reincarnate and die in the fire for life after life. He will not survive eighteen years.

Let him suffer the pain of the fire of hell every reincarnation! "

"Sacrifice your soul to me, and I will fulfill your long-cherished wish and find the person you are looking for." Swinging in the air on a swing, Wu Wuyao looked lazily at Canaan Xiang, "You red hijab, don't you?" Are you going to reveal it?"

"No." Canaan Xiang shook her head, and the tassels on the hijab swayed slightly with her shaking her head, "You can only take off the hijab when you see his reincarnation."

Resting her chin in her hand, Fifth Yao's eyes had no warmth, "The predecessor of this lake is the ruins of your dynasty?"

"Exactly."

Times have changed, time has passed, here has become a lake, the lake is full of lotus.

Putting down the hand resting on his chin, Fifth Day's mist circulated, and his voice was charming and sweet: "Do you want to follow me, or stay here and wait for me to see you?"

After the words fell, Fifth Yao held up an umbrella.

The umbrella flew out and landed above Canaanxiang's head.

"Follow me, and my umbrella will be your shelter. If you don't go, I won't force you."

"My lord, I would like to go with you."

The umbrella closes automatically after receiving the Canaan incense, and flies back to Fifth Yao's hand.

"Passionateness is always defeated by ruthlessness, and deep affection is always hurt by ruthlessness."

It's late at night, her husband is sleeping alone, he will miss her, it's time to go back.

(End of this chapter)