Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 108

You and I have been apart for too long, too long...

Under the candlelight, people are in sight, so real, with such a calm demeanor, it seems to be announcing an encounter that cannot be missed.

With black hair hanging down, thoughts in his eyes, Xiao Jue's hand, slowly but tenderly, wanted to caress her face...

"Report!"

The eager male voice broke through the unspeakable thoughts at this moment.

Xiao Jue turned around and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Cuiwei Palace had infiltrated assassins earlier, and the Imperial Forest Army and inner court guards had already rushed over. Weichen led a team to protect His Majesty."

"I don't need your protection," Xiao Jue waved his hand impatiently, "Where there are assassins, you should go there. Longzhang Palace is strictly guarded, so why worry! Bring another group of guards and investigate for yourself!"

"Your Majesty, there are assassins sneaking into the palace, and it is not appropriate for Longzhang Palace to send out guards—"

"This is the will!"

Hearing his resolute tone, the commander of the guards outside the curtain did not dare to say more, kowtowed and retreated.

After being disturbed like this, Xiao Jue's previous vague thoughts became lighter. When he saw the child standing timidly at the corner of the hall and looking at him, he couldn't help but move slightly, left the dragon couch with a smile, and sat on the chair outside the hall. , beckoning him over.

The child is not as bright and generous as before, and his eyes rubbed over shyly, Xiao Jue held his hand, looked at him gently and carefully, sighed for a long time: "It looks like me..." Couldn't help but go Caress his delicate little face.

"What are you touching!"

There was a thunderbolt on the flat ground!

There was a loud shout.

Then I saw the curtains swaying wildly for a while, and Lihai's precious pearl curtains were pulled so that the beads rolled all over the ground, and someone stepped on the beads on the ground without hesitation and rushed in majesticly.

Eyebrows and eyes raised, red scarves fluttering.

Before Xiao Jue could react, Prince Xiao pointed at Xi Beihuo and asked Chu Feihuan who came in later, "Is that him?"

The guards rushed out from behind, looking at the two people who appeared out of nowhere in amazement, after being surprised, they remembered their duties, and rushed up to take them down, but they were suddenly and silently appeared by a group of black-clothed men. Everyone stopped them.

Against the backdrop of swords and swords flashing coldly and screaming for murder, Chu Feihuan nodded indifferently, "Yes, this is the one."

Baozi rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward, and grabbed the child.

"Go, you!", pushing him viciously, "Just you crooked nose and squinting eyes, imitate me? You're really embarrassing me, go to your fox cave and practice for another 300 years before coming back!"

Pushing the child to the ground, he continued to rub his boots on his face, laughing triumphantly.

"Kick you down, and then wipe your boots on your face... What the stinky girl said was cool is really cool!"

After wiping for a while, until the child burst into tears, Baozi withdrew his foot in contempt, looked at Xiao Jue who had been staring at him thoughtfully without saying a word, and dug in his little sleeve for a long time, took out A crumpled banknote, spread out in hand.

"Your Majesty, I will pay you back the sweet cake money, and you will pay my mother back!"

Staring at the bank note, Xiao Jue suddenly smiled.

He didn't answer, but looked at Chu Feihuan, and sighed for a while: "You are here...Three years ago, she went, you disappeared, and three years later, you appeared next to another person. I know your existence." At that time, I had already begun to doubt... Now, can I confirm what I think in my heart?"

Slowly raising his eyelashes, his eyes shot at Xiao Jue. The moment the two men, who were sitting and standing, met each other, there seemed to be sparks splashing indistinctly. Chu Feihuan's eyes flashed with resentment, and finally answered lightly. : "As you wish."

Helpless... If my martial arts are still there, why is it like this?Why?
Why did he not dare to take the risk and send Rong'er to the palace knowing that the result is likely to be like this, so as to promote the reunion of his family?
The old embrace of the past, other people marry clothes...

...Forget it, now that I am like this, what can I give her?On the contrary, he has become more and more authoritarian, and his mind has matured, so he is barely worthy of her.

How long can you protect yourself?
Chu Feihuan felt as lonely as a distant mountain, but Xiao Jue laughed heartily.

After laughing, there was a deep look of loneliness and sadness. After a long while, he murmured: "I am about to cry...but I don't want anyone except your red scarf and green sleeves."

He sighed with joy and sorrow, stepped back, sat on the couch, and stretched out his arms to Baozi.

"Son, come, call Father Emperor!"

The skylight is closed, everything is silent, the darkness is as thick as ink, condensed into a mass like substance.

People trapped in the darkness are gradually surrounded by sticky and stagnant, like a body trapped in a mud swamp, the more they struggle, the faster they sink.

Compared with the small intrigues and tears of joy and warmth in the Longzhang Palace, the Taibi Heavenly Prison is as chilling and cold as the night.

Qin Changge lay lazily on the iron bed covered with straw.

With his hands under his body, he moved slowly.

The second wave of assassinations should come soon. In fact, if I pretend to be crazy, and follow the most normal procedure to slam my head against the wall and pretend to be dead, the effect must be very good, but Qin Changge loves himself so much that he is reluctant to part with his precious head Scratch even a little bit of oily skin.

Then you just have to work hard.

Lying comfortably, the straw under his body is thick, soft, and resilient, which is very suitable for him, and the treatment is good... Qin Changge thought suspiciously, this grass smells fragrant, soft and warm, and feels very comfortable to the touch, as if It is the asparagus grass produced in Chihe. The output of this thing is small, and such a big handful is definitely much more expensive than the quilt. The treatment of the prisoners in the Taibi Tianlong is so high?It seems that I don't have this rule in my memory?
After thinking about it again, the hands that made small movements suddenly froze.

Xiao Jue!

You lied to me?
Qin Changge popped up after a while... It doesn't matter if you lie to me, your brain development has improved and we will comfort you, but since you have developed it, why don't you develop it fully?Do you really think that a place like the Taibi Sky Prison can absolutely protect me?

Qin Changge thought carefully about the details of the court, and found to his dismay that his son's surname might really be Xiao this time...

Sighing helplessly, Qin Changge scratched at the wall, and once he stumbled, he became eternally hated. He lost his son and lost his name...

...Um...why haven't you come yet?
Is this person a chronic person?Or do you prefer to be fully prepared to deal with her?

Getting up, Qin Changge started to draw pictures on the wall without doing anything.

The map of Southern Fujian... crooked like a boot worn upside down... a lush forest... three-eyed demon snakes everywhere... a large wave sweeping in and drowning the snakes... someone struggling and crying out in the waves... an open mouth Scorpions, centipedes and weird bugs gushed out of it...

Qin Changge's lines are simple and eerie, and the patterns are not complicated, but there is a faint sense of killing and agitation. The power to exterminate the demon world seems to be bred in these simple lines, and the flickering and beating seems to break out of the wall.

If I'm not wrong... you, the super boss of the remnants of Color Gu in Southern Fujian, can remain indifferent when you see this picture that is related to the mystery of the collapse of the Color Gu Sect four years ago, and the life and death of many people in your Color Gu. You are not human, you are Fan Paopao!
After finishing the painting, Qin Chang shook his head, tilted his head and smiled silly, his voice hit the wall, splashed and ran around, the whole room was full of sharp and treacherous laughter, which sounded quite creepy .

Then, Qin Changge climbed onto the bed, made a circle with straw, put one end around his neck, and the other end on the iron pillar at the head of the iron bed.

In the darkness, her figure slowly sat up, sitting at a right angle, the straw rope was turned over, and something was tightened vaguely, and then, the snow-white head covered by black hair slowly hung down.

The night was quiet and silent, and the palace was full of drums, so it couldn't be heard in this dark world.

There was no sound of the skylight being opened above the head.

But suddenly and extremely strangely, the outline of a hand slowly appeared.

The shape is beautiful, and it doesn't look too big. With a gentle and leisurely posture, as if it is just slowly submerged in water, it first appears as an outline, and then, pierces through, and stretches in.

However, this is not water, this is iron.

Ming iron can reflect light, but it is extremely hard, and ordinary blades can't leave marks, but now it is like slime, which can be penetrated as lightly as if there is nothing.

That hand pierced through the transparent iron skylight, curled up slightly, and turned around in a smooth and natural posture as if it was plastering the wall.

The skylight, which was stronger than fine iron, suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, a figure, like a falling flower, fluttered down.

When the figure was falling, countless upward filaments bloomed around its body, soft and elegant, just like a monstrous giant manjusha, falling silently in the narrow prison cell.

Looking carefully, it turned out that it was her long hair, reaching to the ground, and falling down her body like a black waterfall. She was obviously wearing an arrogant red dress, but she seemed to be wrapped in black.

She is very thin, and her waist is so thin that it seems that the wind can blow it even if it is tighter. Therefore, her posture is very light. Lingbo walks lightly, and her socks are dusty. Her long hair hangs down, covering half of her face, and the exposed half, her eyes seem too bright. It is thinner, the mouth seems to be bigger, and the skin color does not seem to be very white, it is just a flowing, crystal-clear glaze-like color, but combined together, it forms an amazing facial effect, that kind of style seems to be able to swim. Yes, silent, ubiquitous, sneaking in with the wind, silent, people who see her may not think that this woman is beautiful at first glance, but they can't help but take a second look, look at the second look It was only then that I suddenly realized that at the first glance, I had already bowed down to her infinitely bewitching beauty.

Yunhua is also beautiful, and her style is also somewhat similar. However, compared with this woman, it is like a girl who has just learned her style and is incomparable to the oiran who has bloomed just right for many years in the wind and moon field. The charm of this woman is already Not in the appearance, but in the bone, in the spirit, in the hair, in every detail of the whole body, that kind of thrilling beauty can destroy a country and conquer the world.

She squinted her eyes, carefully looked at the hanged Qin Changge, and looked around at the nonsense words on the wall. Her eyes focused on the pictures, and she looked away for a while, and took a step forward very slowly.

(End of this chapter)