"Twelve..."

Xingyu left with a depressed look and silently recited the name.

She never knew why he had to call her twelve that night. She would never be interested in his words, let alone ask the truth. Therefore, why did he call her twelve?

Is this twelve his favorite?

So, she just looks like his favorite person?

Otherwise, why did he call her twelve?

Bi Jian, he is 300 years older than her!

Three hundred years old, six generations of ordinary starmen!

In the whole 300 years, will you not meet the woman you like?

Hua Canling's heart aches and she is in pain.

When she clamored that she would never fall in love with him, she really didn't think that she wanted to come back so strongly, to respond to all his care and to love him well.

But what if he doesn't love her?

Hua Canling's whole body was trembling, and she refused to think about it.

"Huazi, don't be sad. Help me take this to her. I must go and get her back. I can't let her die with such a crime. I must go and get her back!"

"Your Highness..."

Huazi sobbed.

"Huazi," said the voice of the star, so weak and weak. There was light in your eyes, but it was like a reflection: "if you meet someone you remember deeply, name her twelve, because there are two words and twelve paintings for lovers, two words and twelve paintings for friends, two words and twelve paintings for family, two words and twelve paintings for tears, and twelve paintings for sadness and pain."

……

All the trembling of the flower remnant spirit stopped, and the whole soul was dizzy directly.

Xingyu, love her!

……

I don't know how long I slept.

The spirit of the flower wakes up.

I don't know I'm a guest in my dream.

Don't you know this is in a dream, or has it returned to reality?

This is a very fairy boudoir.

The exquisite carving skills of skilled craftsmen are lifelike in the modeling of antique furniture; The breeze is full of pink and purple gauze curtains and elegant fragrance of flowers. The whole house is full of Fairy Spirit!

Strange, this place is very familiar.

Then her eyes fell on the hundred plant fairy map hanging above the dressing table!

Hua Canling's head was so excited that he sat up from the bed. He didn't care. He was only dressed in thin clothes and ran out with bare feet: "star!"

"Miss, miss, what's the matter with you?"

"What star?"

At the door, two little maids, Qingsi and Qingqian, who had been brought up by the original owner to serve in the inner yard, quickly stopped her from running barefoot with her clothes in disorder and shouted.

"Who sent me back?"

Hua Canling caught their hands and asked anxiously.

If Brahma Jingtian is a star, if Brahma Jingtian is a star, if... He will not leave like this!

He will wait until she wakes up!

Her whole body was excited.

Xingyu, it's on the interface of cultivating immortals!

No, how could he be in this immortal interface?!

Hua Canling wants to see Xingyu right now. Ask him and tell him his true feelings!

"Oh, this," the little maid looked at each other and smiled. Then Qingsi covered her mouth and said, "Miss, it was brought back by the master of Xianyun sect in person!"

"The young lady has been sleeping for three days and three nights. Lord Vatican is also in front of the young lady's bed for three days and three nights. He has just been invited out by the Lord Fu Jun."

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