The boss of the fast travel system will always be the boss

Chapter 350 The Dragon Family Has a Young Girl ([-])

"What kind of sin is it?"

Under the moonlit night, Fang Huaxiu was sitting on a boulder of the Xuangui Clan in a black robe, shaking a fan in her hand, and the bell rang in the silence. The night breeze was cool and she looked at the moon above her head and spit out this sentence.

Jian Shengdao appeared next to her at this moment, the red on his body was replaced by white, which made people feel much more comfortable. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Fang Huaxiu's expressionless face.

"Why did Tangtang Fanghuaxiu show such an expression?" Jian Shengdao's tone was much better than the tone of the first meeting, but it was still rather blunt.

"It's better to take care of your swordsmanship instead of being a concubine." Fang Huaxiu glanced at him and said.

Jian Shengdao shrugged: "There is no whetstone here."

Fang Huaxiu said slowly: "Yes, how could it not be possible, but can you?"

Jian Shengdao's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Oh, tell me."

Fang Huaxiu closed her eyes and stretched her neck, then opened her eyes and said expressionlessly, "Long Ziye, the seventh son of the Dragon Nine Sons of the Dragon Clan."

Jian Shengdao pondered for a moment: "It's a bit difficult."

Fang Huaxiu raised her eyebrows, Jian Shengdao actually said it was a bit difficult?

"But you can try." Jian Shengdao said this very seriously, Fang Huaxiu sat up straight, and twirled the round fan in her hand.

"Oh? Why are you suddenly confident?" Fang Huaxiu asked with a smile that was not a smile, and Jian Shengdao looked at her gently: "What do you want me to do?"

Fang Huaxiu pursed her lips: "Why do you ask that, what does it matter to me that you hit you?"

Jian Shengdao squinted his eyes, and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "You are the incarnation of the ten sons of the dragon clan, how could you let me beat the seven sons of the dragon at will?"

"Oh? Do you want to admit your identity now?" Fang Huaxiu supported her head with one hand at the moment, her black eyes were shining brightly, and the moonlight from the sky cast a layer of holy light on her body.

Jian Shengdao frowned: "I am Jian Shengdao, how can I have other identities."

Fang Huaxiu turned her head to look at the peaceful Dead Sea in the distance, and whispered in her mouth: "Is it the sword that produces the Tao, or the Tao that produces the sword?"

Jian Shengdao shook his head: "Who knows?"

Fang Huaxiu nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you to shave Long Ziye's hair off."

When Jian Shengdao heard this sentence, he suddenly became confused: "What?"

At this time, he saw that those originally bright black pupils showed great malice at this moment.

Malice towards Long Ziye.

"Mutilate him, shave his hair, and save his life."

Jian Shengdao was still at a loss but nodded in agreement. As for the grievances between Long Ziye and Fang Huaxiu, this is not something he should ask.

"Then you have to tell me where he is."

Fang Huaxiu tapped the other side of the island with her fan and said to Jian Sheng, "There, but be careful."

Finally, Fang Huaxiu asked, and Jian Shengdao nodded.

"Then I'll leave first, be careful Xuan Xiaoxiang."

Then he left such a thought-provoking sentence, Fang Huaxiu shook her fan to show that she knew.

It was already late at night, and Fang Huaxiu felt the desolation of the lonely sea world, and she rolled her eyes.

Then a cloak was put on her, and Fang Huaxiu opened her eyes and saw Xuan Xiaoxiang's tender eyes.

"The night in Guhai Realm is very cold." Xuan Xiaoxiang said so, Fang Huaxiu looked away and remained silent, Xuan Xiaoxiang sat down beside her.

"You hate me?"

Fang Huaxiu said lightly: "I will never hate anyone."

Xuan Xiaoxiang also heard another meaning: I don't like anyone, because I don't like it, so I don't hate it.

Xuan Xiaoxiang lowered her eyes and didn't say much.

"Have you always been like this?" she asked.

Fang Huaxiu raised her eyes: "What are you referring to?"

Xuan Xiaoxiang pursed her lips: "Calling myself a concubine."

Fang Huaxiu looked into the distance: "The concubine's identity is just a modest compliment to myself."

A modest title for a woman in a high position.

Xuan Xiaoxiang hummed, then she observed Fang Huaxiu and asked her.

"You have two red spots on two places on your forehead..."

Fang Huaxiu stretched out her hand to touch it slightly, and after a long time she said:
"This is the horn of the unborn."

Simply put, it is the horn of the unborn, the horn of the dragon.

There are nine-colored scales under the corners of her eyes, whether she is crying or smiling, she has a different kind of charm.

Xuan Xiaoxiang hugged her knees, she continued to ask:

"Do you really have no one you like?"

Fang Huaxiu was speechless, and sighed softly: "For a concubine, liking someone is a burden, and those who like a concubine have no future."

Xuan Xiaoxiang said, "Maybe she doesn't care? She just wants to be with you for a short time."

Fang Huaxiu glanced at her: "You know the premise, I don't love anyone." Including her.

Xuan Xiaoxiang was a little sleepy, she closed her eyes and leaned on Fanghuaxiu's shoulder, Fanghuaxiu wanted to push her away, but she didn't need to move when she fell asleep, but put the cloak on her body on Xuan Xiaoxiang.

"It's really... Your Highness, if you don't go back to sleep, why do you have to sleep here..."

Thinking of Xuan Xiaoxiang, she shook her head helplessly and made a complaint by the way,
Fang Huaxiu didn't sleep all night, and her eyes were always on the Dead Sea in the distance.

Dawn broke, the sun's rays rose from the water, and Fang Huaxiu squinted her eyes.

Xuan Xiaoxiang was wrapped in a cloak at the moment, sleeping beside her, her eyelashes moved slightly, she opened her eyes sleepily, looked around for a long time, and then called out.

"Early summer..."

In the end, no one responded, and then I remembered that I didn't go back last night but was by Fanghuaxiu's side, but now Fanghuaxiu was not by her side, she woke up completely in shock, she looked around, looking for Fanghuaxiu figure.

At this time, she saw Fanghuaxiu on the beach, she was wearing a beautiful red dress, holding a round fan in her hand, one by one, tassels and bells swayed with her movements, making tinkling sounds.

She quietly looked at the distant sun.

Qingsi moved with the wind, and the lonely back made her heart ache.

She went down from the boulder and came to Fanghuaxiu.

"Fanghuaxiu." Xuan Xiaoxiang called out softly, Fanghuaxiu looked at the sun in deep thought and turned her head when she heard Xuan Xiaoxiang's voice.

"What's the matter?" Fang Huaxiu said coldly, the sun was just rising, and the wind was still cold.

Although there was no movement in the Dead Sea, there were also gusts of cool wind blowing, which made people feel distressed and sad.

"It's okay." Xuan Xiaoxiang shook her head, Fang Huaxiu felt puzzled, she continued to turn her head to look at the sun.

Red sun, warm rays.

Fang Huaxiu, her appearance is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she acts like an old man. She has gone through vicissitudes, and no one knows her past life or present life.

Xuan Xiaoxiang is slightly taller than Fang Huaxiu. Now she is dressed in green clothes, she looks like spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, moist as crisp, but I don't know why she has sadness between her brows, and why she sighs.

But when the two stand together, it feels like a spring breeze and a drizzle, and the lotus and leaves in the summer pond.

So natural, so beautiful.

Xuan Xiaoxiang didn't bother her, but stood by her side to accompany Fang Huaxiu.

Watching the sun with her...

　Xuan Xiaoxiang and Fang Huaxiu are cp... emm
　　
　
(End of this chapter)