The World of the Pirate Consort

"Jiang Seulse!" The tone was extremely gentle, lingering from the wind.

He looked puzzlingly down the high platform, only to see the bright daylight and the people of Beilu under the sun. At this moment, their admiration for her talented Qin Yin had just faded, but they had been surprised, as if they were shocked by a ghost. What's even more weird is that the young girls on the prairie, looking at Seir, have deep jealousy and deep despair in their eyes.

怎么 What's going on, just playing a song offends the women on the prairie? If she had known this before, she would not help the night without smoke. It's really a hard work.

He sighed slowly in his heart, but his eyes were suddenly frozen.

I saw below the high platform, the wind warmer was walking slowly from the sun.

The dark black robe with gold fringing gently flew under the beautiful sun, adding a wild air to him. On the handsome face with a sharp edge, with a very gentle look, especially the smile on the corner of the lips, very bright and gentle.

I never saw Feng Nuan smile so brilliantly. It turned out that the cold man, once smiling happily, turned out to be so touching, giving her the illusion of blooming flowers.

I was even more surprised that Feng Nuan held a white wolf skin in his hands. In bright sunlight, that white wolf skin exuded this soft luster, so moist and pure white.

Feng Nuan held like a treasure and walked towards himself.

This guy, what is this going to do?

He thought quizzically, but the wind was warm, but he had already reached the high platform, leapt forward, and stood in front of him.

He just looked down and looked down at Feng Nuan, but for a moment, his tall body stood in front of her, with a fierce domineering, she had to look up to see his face.

"Prince Helian, what are you going to do?" He asked puzzledly, always feeling weird.

Her eye light touched the gentle eye light that can drip out of the wind, and her heart could not help but start to jump wildly. What the **** is this guy doing? Today's weather seemed too bright, making her inexplicably hot. And, even more disturbing, at this moment, she seemed to be the focus of all peoples, and the beams of eyes with various expressions pressed her a little to breathe.

"You don't speak, then I'm down!" Seir said quietly, trying to calm his heartbeat.

But, before turning around, she saw that Feng Nuan had done something that puzzled her.

He was holding the white wolf skin and kneeling on one knee in front of her.

He was holding the white wolf skin and kneeling on one knee in front of her.

He was completely stunned, and said that the man had gold under his knee, but the man even kneeled in front of her, so graceful and natural. Is there something to ask her? Isn't it to make her a priest? But how could Fengnuan let her be a priest? Did he also have great respect for the gods and Buddhas? Or is it because of something else?

She subconsciously wanted to help Feng Nuan, but she was at a loss when she saw the tender smile on Feng Nuan's face. She has always been calm and calm, at this moment, her heart was a little flustered.

"Hurry up, just talk about anything!" Secretly avoided his gentle eyes and said lowly.

Feng Nuan was still unable to stand, just holding the white wolf skin, using his magnetic voice, speaking a language she did not understand. Wind heating also uses internal force, and the thick and magnetic sound floats to everyone's ears with incredible tenderness and irresistible magic.

Stinging him, it was like a thunder, which stunned everyone on the prairie, a suffocating silence, and it seemed that a woman was crying. what happened? Secretly, he saw Khan and Yan's mouths growing up, as if with an invisible ball. And the night sitting on the elegant seat was smoke-free, and the handsome face was like icy frost, and the narrow phoenix eyes were cold mist, and the slender hand held the cup in his hand, shaking slightly.

"King Wang, what's going on, isn't she your concubine, how could Aotian ...?" Khan asked in surprise.

Ye Wuyan said coldly, "My prince just said it wrong, it was my consort." Then, he took the wine glass and wanted to take a sip, but his hands were shaking so hard that the glass came to his lips. But he couldn't drink anyway. A pair of dark eyes, through the edge of the cup, with a trace of tension, looking at a pair of men and women on the platform.

No matter how shocked others are, Seser never understood what Feng Nuan was talking about. What language he was using should be the dialect of their North Lu country. It seems that everyone except her can understand, even if it is smokeless at night, and stays at the border for a long time, I am afraid I also understand.

"You don't need to speak, you just need to accept this white wolf skin! On behalf of you, South Vietnam accepts the friendship of our North Lu country! So you don't need to be a priest." Feng Nuan said lowly, this time he used South Vietnamese Language, no internal force, sound is very low, only whispered. As he said, he suddenly laughed. The smile was extremely cute, very gentle, and a touch of slyness.

Is that right? Raising her eyes at Feng Nuan, her intuition was different. However, she was really afraid of being a priest, and hesitantly reached out to take over the wolf skin.

As soon as he took over the wolf's skin, the cup in Yewuyan's hands tightened unknowingly, and the white porcelain moiré cup instantly broke into pieces, scratching his hands and staining with a little blood. And he still didn't know it, a pair of cold eyes stared heavily at Mo Yan staring at the high platform.

On the high platform, Feng Nuan handed the white wolf skin to Selse's hands, stood up with a smile, and stood tall like a mountain guarding her back to the high platform.

Behind the high platform, there is a layer of tent curtain. Behind the tent curtain, there are many women from Tianyouyuan. They see Seir and the wind warming, their eyes are shining with envious eyes. It seems that not all of the women in Tianyouyuan are willing to serve the gods and Buddhas. Otherwise, how could she be so envious when she and Feng Nuan are together. Only Yi Lengxue was worthy of a priest. At this moment, she stood quietly outside in the shade of the tree. There was no expression on her beautiful face, and the snow-white tunic fluttered in the wind, looking like a fairy of the Moon Palace, trembling People in the dust.

Zhe Yi Lengxue stood beside Yi Yingxiang who was attacking Hong Sang.

At this time, Yi Yingxiang made Selse feel strange. If you say that the first two meetings, Yi Yingxiang is all embarrassed by love. At this time, although she is still pale, but a pair of black eyes, it is like burning flames, anger in the eyes and red The clothes are shining, which can't help but be shocked.

If Ruoguang can kill someone, I'm afraid she died under Yiyingxiang's eyes.

"Jiangse Se, I hate you!" Yi Yingxiang said with a gritted tooth.

"I know! You already said it, remind me all the time!" Seser said faintly, Yi Yingxiang never concealed her hatred, wouldn't she know? How ridiculous, she lost her body, but she still had to bear her hate. It's really irrational.

I just don't want to care about her, for a paranoid person, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense.

He hurriedly moved Lianbu and walked out. She faintly felt Yi Yingxiang's resentful gaze, her eyes were tightly fixed on her back, and she seemed to be staring at two holes in her.

Feng Nuan stood there without leaving. He leaned on the trunk, his narrow eagle eyes narrowed, and a cold voice without a trace of emotion spit out from her mouth: "Yi Yingxiang, can you be more rational. Hate, You hate me because I don't like you, don't pass on your hate to her. To be honest, she hasn't liked me yet! But even if she doesn't like me, there is no possibility between us. Understand ? I hope you can come out soon and find your own happiness. "

"Can I still find my happiness?" Yiying Xiang murmured, looking at the warm and cold face, her heart was desperate.

I was shocked by the people of Beilu because of the song "National Wind". The selection of the priests is even more difficult, because no matter which woman in Tianyouyuan, there is no such talent. In the end, Khan decided that Yi Lengxue was still a priest, but only temporarily. The new priest will be deferred until next year.

For night smoke-free, the wait for one year should be much shorter than four years. In any case, she did him a favor and smiled bitterly.

I walked away from the crowd and walked slowly on the prairie. The scenery on this grassland was gorgeous, but I couldn't help but appreciate it. Walking slowly along the Yunshui River, I suddenly saw an elegant figure standing there in the shade of the tree in front. It was smokeless at night, and a large shirt rolled in the wind. The whole person gave her a A feeling of coldness and sorrow.

He wanted to bypass him, but didn't want him to seem to sense her arrival. He slowly turned around, staring at her quietly like the dark sky, and there was no expression on that handsome face.

He stared at his eyes, if she read correctly, she seemed to see a pain in his eyes.

怀疑 She suspected that she had read it wrong, and when she wanted to take a closer look, she saw that Yanyan's eyes suddenly focused on the white wolf skin held in her hands. The deep eyes suddenly turned sharp, and Leng Jun's face seemed to be covered with frost for a moment.

He stood there calmly, with dark eyes like the sea, so that Seser could not even see what he thought.

He stared at the white wolf skin in her hand, a corner of his lips, a cold smile: "It seems that the king should be happy to you!" His voice was cold, with a hint of mockery.

I said hi to her? What joy can she have? He frowned, very puzzled.

"I think I should also say hi to you, the priest can be your princess next year!" Said rudely.

Yan Ye's smokeless body stiffened, and there was a wave of fluctuations on his handsome face. He didn't seem to be pleased with the joyfulness of Tao. He suddenly turned and stood facing the Yunshui River, his erect back drawing a slanting shadow in the sunlight.