Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

Liu Qingjun said, "I have no opinion."

Zhu Xiang also smile: "this is certainly good, just to tired Xuanniao childe."

Although he came as a spirit animal, Zhu Xiang was still willing to treat him with courtesy.

The Xuanniao spreads out its huge wings, and its snow-white feathers also exude a touch of brilliance in the dark.

"It doesn't matter. Originally, I was your Highness's mount."

Heard him say so, a few people also not affectation, after thanking fly up.

Xuanniao said: "you sit down."

He flapped his wings slowly, rolled up the wind and went up into the sky.

In his rapid flight, the high cliffs of the past seemed to shorten a lot.

Shen Jialing said in a low voice: "this is much faster than the earth dragon boat."

After a short time, the darkness faded, and several people could see the trees on the edge of the cliff.

After standing still, Zhu Xiang thought about it and chatted with Xuanniao: "Xuanniao childe, take the liberty to ask, why do you call younger martial brother Xinghe his highness?"

After thinking about it, Xuanniao said, "because he is the reincarnation of our highness."

Reincarnation is probably the most popular explanation for them.

Although the actual situation is more complicated.

Shen Jialing's eyebrow was slightly raised, and Zhu Xiang had already asked curiously, "what's your Highness's taboo?"

No wonder younger martial brother Xinghe was a reincarnation of a big man. No wonder he met so many adventures.

"Chaoge City, floating life." Xuanniao opens his mouth with a strong sense of respect and memory in his voice.

It was a character thousands of years ago, and it was too far away for Shen Jialing.

"Well," Zhu Xiang said with some embarrassment, "I haven't heard of it."

Xuanniao smile: "it's not your fault, after all, thousands of years have passed."

There are few people in the world who can still remember those years.

But Shen Jialing raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "it seems familiar."

He looked at Xuanniao: "can Xuanniao be more specific?"

"Our highness is one of the most outstanding talents in ancient times." Xuanniao raised his eyes, "he looks handsome, cold outside and hot inside."

"He is the most powerful descendant of the divine beast Qinglong. Naturally, he also has this qualification."

"Unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, I fell in love with a cold person.

Xuanniao's smile slightly stopped, his eyes lowered, and his look faded. "Later, his highness Fu Sheng died and sang. A wisp of spirit experienced a long time, and finally reincarnated."

It's Gu Bai.

Shen Jialing sighed: "it sounds like a great man."

"Yes," Xuanniao said with a gentle smile, "Your Highness Fusheng is very good."

After a few words, he didn't intend to talk more. He gave a polite smile and kept up with Liu Qingjun.

Shen Jialing and Zhu Xiang looked at each other and followed.

It didn't take long to return to the cave. Liu Qingjun's steps suddenly stopped and his face changed.

The cold air suddenly shrouded all around, like a dark cloud pressing the city.

Shen Jialing flashed from behind to in front of the crowd. His dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Where is the curfew?" He looked around, the folding fan in his hand, ready to go away at any time.

But Liu Qingjun is still supporting Gu Bai with his face unchanged. Just for a moment, he raises his head and looks at a place beside the cave.

The people there obviously found him and walked out of the shadow without fear, with a leisurely pace like a young nobleman traveling.

The blue clothes of the lake pull out an elegant arc. Standing among the barren trees, he seems to be in a valley full of flowers.