Drowning escaped concubine: Your Majesty

Xian Suwei is gratified. No matter what happens, having a sincere daughter around her will at least prove that she is not alone. No matter how much she loses, she always has family support and daughter's love.

That's enough!

For love, she wants to be like a girl, crazy for love at last, work hard for love later, and finally give up everything for love.

Finally, compromise for xianjunfei.

He used it for the last time.

He hurt him last time.

It's all the last time.

If she doesn't do this, she feels that she will never be killed by him. She will always.

This fruitless love, she is tired and tired. She wants to find a chance to get a relief. The current situation seems that her behavior is very stupid and irrational. She also admits that it is absurd. However, she can only use this method to find a breakthrough so that she will not continue to be intoxicated in love, lost in love and lose herself in love.

All the results depend on xianjunfei's attitude.

The man she loved most of her life.

"Yiyi, people are often stubborn. They don't give up until they reach the Yellow River. Don't persuade me. You are my mother's good daughter." xiansuwei held xianyiyi's hand and expressed her determination.

Xian Yiyi saw the strange emotion in Xian Suwei's eyes. At this moment, she suddenly understood that what she said was clear in her mother's heart, but she didn't want to face it now. She wanted to fight for herself once, and finally indulge her willfulness once, so as to end her feelings for Xian Junfei.

No one understands why Xian Suwei did this better than her.

Because of my deep experience, I can't say anything to stop it.

"Mother, I hope the second priest can treat you well." Xian Yiyi changed her original intention of coming here.

"People's fate is doomed early in the morning, and many things can't be changed." Xian Suwei sighed and said these words.

"No, mom, you told me that even the prophecy of Xianling island has miscalculated. You can't place your hope and future life on these things. As for what kind of life you want to live, it depends entirely on your heart." Xian Yiyi didn't want Xian Suwei to be discouraged and racked her brains to comfort her.

"Yiyi really grew up." xiansuwei looked at her happily.

"I'm worried about one thing. What if lingdie proves that Yan Xiaoxi is the saint of Xianling island? What will you and the second priest become?" Xian Yiyi always hesitates about Yan Xiaoxi's identity.

"Don't think about it. She has nothing to do with our Fairy Island."

"Spirit butterfly can't make mistakes."

"Yiyi, don't scare yourself. Xianmeier hasn't come back for so many years. How can her daughter appear in front of us." xiansuwei didn't believe that Yan Xiaoxi had anything to do with xianmeier from beginning to end.

"Yes." Xian Yiyi nodded.

"My mother is the most beautiful bride." Xian Yiyi feels that things in the world are really wonderful. A few days ago, her mother sent her to marry. Now, she accompanies her mother to marry. Their fate is so similar. I just hope the results will be different.

"With Yiyi's blessing, my mother will be happy all her life." the mother and daughter hid their inner thoughts and smiled happily.

Three days passed quickly, and the sacrificial ceremony was held as agreed.

Xianling Island presents a festive and lively scene. The pattern is bigger than xianyiyi's wedding that day. All ethnic groups attach great importance to it.

Xian Suwei announced that she celebrated the return of the saint and held the highest ceremony to show her respect.

Yan Xiaoxi was dressed in the clothes of Fairy Island by her people, wearing a colorful wreath on her head. In full view of the public, she was led to the high platform by Xian Suwei and looked down at the dark crowd below. Her eyes were firmly locked in a place where there stood a man in black, handsome and handsome, It is particularly dazzling among the dense people.

Although separated by a certain distance, Yan Xiaoxi recognized the man at a glance as the favorite person of her life, Nangong Lin.

The two people's hot eyes blend. Nangong Lin's deep eyes are telling her not to worry. She can clearly feel the care he gives.

Suddenly, Yan Xiaoxi's mouth caught up a brilliant arc, looked up at his people with a queen like attitude and looked forward to his people.

"Today is the largest sacrificial ceremony in Xianling island. In order to welcome the return of the saint, I hereby express the attention and expectation of the saint of our team with the highest respect." Xian Suwei's high and calm voice resounded through the air and floated into everyone's ears.

"Saint Ruyi is in good health, Ruyi is in good health." the people said in unison.

This time, Yan Xiaoxi really saw the unity of Xianling island. They are all simple and kind-hearted people. They live a plain life with the life in a paradise. They don't interfere with everything outside. They always have good expectations in their hearts.

It is a dream of many people to spend this life so quietly and fully.

"Thank you," Yan Xiaoxi said.

Xian Junfei, Xian crystal and Xian Youmeng stood neatly next to Xian Suwei.

Xian Yiyi stayed in the most prominent position of the crowd and looked at everything above with anxiety.

The sacrificial ceremony continued. Xian Youmeng, who was in charge of guarding the spirit butterfly, saw that the time was almost the same. She quietly left, went to the secret room, took out a box, walked step by step down the stairs to Xian Suwei, put the box on the small table and retreated to one side.

"Let our people witness the moment when the saint returns." Xian Suwei put her hand on the switch of the box.

"Saint, saint, saint." the people laughed.

"Pay attention, we're going to release the spirit butterfly." then, Xian Suwei loosened her hand and opened the box. A colorful butterfly flew out of the box. It is the holy thing of Xianling island. It has a spirit and can smell the fragrance in the blood of the saint.

The spirit butterfly hovered in mid air, flapping its wings, flying and flying, hovering round and round on the people's heads, and did not see the next move for a long time.

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes moved along with its flight path, and their necks were almost sour. Lingdie just didn't approach Yan Xiaoxi. For a moment, there was a lot of discussion on the scene, and I didn't know what was going on.

Isn't Yan Xiaoxi the saint of Xianling island?

Why can't lingdie recognize her?

Almost all of them are about to veto Yan Xiaoxi's identity. Lingdie has a new action. Slowly, she is getting closer and closer to Yan Xiaoxi. We hold our breath and patiently witness the most sacred moment.

As they expected, the spirit butterfly lived up to their expectations and stopped over Yan Xiaoxi. It was close to her. It was pasted on Yan Xiaoxi's hair. Across the almost expected distance, it fell on her as long as it took the next step.