This Lord is Too Cruel

"Okay." Feng Aotian said with a smile, watching him softly.

The corners of Xing Wuyun's mouth raised slightly, looking at her, the two laughed at each other.

Three days later, Feng Aotian personally sent Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye to leave Beijing. The two of them took the people separately, while Leng Qianye went to the southern homeland that had just been recovered, and the nearest border to Le Qi. And Mu Hanyao went to the border gate not far from Qicheng.

On this day, the sky cleared, the snow melted, and the ground was muddy. She stood on the tower, letting the cold wind pierce the bone, watching them leave until she couldn't see them.

Xing Wuyun and Lan Jingshu were standing beside her. These days of getting along made Feng Aotian even more aware that she could be with them forever on that day.

Feng Aotian condensed his exasperated emotions, holding the hands of the two of them, turned and left the tower.

Standing in the restaurant, Wei Zimo looked at the bustling people on the street. His cold eyes, like the melting snow, were indescribably cold.

Feng Aotian sent Lan Jingshu back to the Superintendent for Xing Wuyun to go to Feng Clan.

Standing downstairs, Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan looked at the sight of Leng Qianye leaving, and said quietly, "I don't know when they can meet."

After getting married, Leng Peihan was a little more gentle and dignified. The woman's hair had been rolled up, and she was dressed up as a young woman, very delicate. She leaned in Fu Zhuo's arms and whispered, "After a few days , Are you leaving too?"

Fu Zhuo nodded and said, "Le Qi's soldiers are strong and strong and should not be underestimated. Although the emperor has gathered Nan to return to the country, but now that Nan has returned to the country has not yet recovered, those soldiers may not be convinced by the emperor."

Leng Peihan didn't even know that she was watching them lay down and return to China in this way. When she was backing her, she had to work hard, that is, at that time, she knew that the battlefield was far less simple than she thought.

She raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "No matter where you go or what you want to do, remember to miss me and I will wait for you to come back."

Fu Zhuo's handsome face was full of smiles, his arms held her tightly in his arms, and he whispered, "I can marry you as a wife, and I'll be enough for Fu Zhuo in this life."

Leng Peihan chuckled and leaned in his arms, "Being able to marry you is also the greatest blessing of my life."

After Feng Qianning and Fu Han got married, they didn’t indulge in the gentle town day by day. Relatively speaking, Fu Han’s thinking now is different from the past. In the past, he still rejected the current Fengqi country in his heart. After the capital, he stayed in the Xishan military camp for a long time. Then, he saw Fu Zhuo, Leng Qianye, and Mu Hanyao attacking the South and returning to China, until he recovered, and spent time with Feng Qianning. , The prejudice against Feng Qiguo nowadays has slowly changed. In his mind, it is clear that half of the death of Qiguo is Feng Aotian’s extraordinary strategy, and the other half is the rule of Qiguo. Now he has a family and a family. He doesn't want to lose this beauty, let alone the pain of losing his loved ones again. Therefore, he must completely abandon his previous self and regard himself as a real Fengqi country subject.

On the third day of marriage, Fu Han went to the military camp, while Feng Qianning stayed in the horse mansion. However, she was very pleased with what Fu Han did now.

Feng Aotian was standing in front of the Feng Clan's sacred platform. Xing Wuyun saw for the first time that the golden scroll on the sacred platform was so powerful. He stood beside Feng Aotian and looked at her, "The emperor, this golden scroll Really know the future?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, it can only be counted as the fate of the three. If we count it again, we will have to wait for the first half of the year. Last time, all three of them were fulfilled."

"Although life and death are free, but the minister's life is in the hands of the minister." He has already died once, and naturally understands that he can't accept his life in everything.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Therefore, the Lord will not count it anymore, because your life is in the hands of the Lord, and no one can take you away from the Lord. Otherwise, the Lord will meet the gods and kill people. Demons kill demons."

Xing Wuyun squeezed her hand, "The minister will accompany the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him, concealing the coldness in her phoenix eyes. At noon, she saw the golden scroll emitting a dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire hall with golden light shining brightly, but Feng Aotian remained motionless. Standing still, staring at the golden scroll.

Flow stood on one side, widened his eyes, and stared unsatisfactorily. The golden scroll in front of him showed a huge whirlpool, which seemed to swallow the little white snake. After a long time, after the whirlpool slowly dissipated, he Seeing a white light flashing out, and then seeing a white shadow flying out and falling behind Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun turned around together, and when they saw the white shadow falling, the meteor couldn't help screaming.

The reason is that the white shadow in front of me is a man, and his body is impeccable, his skin is better than snow, that silver hair pouring down like a waterfall, straight feet, a cold wind blows in, and the silver hair moves with the wind, The man has an extremely seductive face, a pair of green eyes, thin lips glowing with cold color, and even his pretty eyebrows are white. From a distance, he looks like a fairy walking out of a world of ice and snow. Fascination.

Xing Wuyun quickly reacted, turning his eyes, and saw Feng Aotian's eyes staring at the man in front of him, unable to move, he coughed quickly, lifted his Yun sleeves, and blocked Feng Aotian's sight.

Meteor was already staring blankly, opened his mouth wide, and slowly approached the man in front of him. Then he raised his hands and bumped him. He tweeted twice, "Are you a little white snake?"

The man in front of him blinked a pair of cold green eyes and nodded in response.

Meteor couldn't believe it, watching him raise his voice again and asked, "Are you a little white snake?"

"Yeah." Xiao Bai Snake nodded and replied. Because he had just transformed into a human form, he couldn't speak yet. He had to wait a while before he absorbed the essence.

Feng Aotian pushed Xing Wuyun's hand away, and then stepped forward, wrapping his mink cloak on Little White Snake, and whispered, "Aren't you afraid of cold?"

Xiao Bai Snake shook his head and said, he is a snake, not afraid of cold, but seeing Feng Aotian looking at him so tenderly, he immediately blushed, and his white body turned pink again, Feng Aotian saw He did so, the corners of his mouth raised, and he touched his smooth silver hair, "It's still the same."

Little White Snake was even more shy. She didn't know where to put her hands, she could only flutter her eyelashes, hold the cloak in both hands, stand still and stare at her.

Meteor looked at the little white snake in front of him. This look and figure were not worse than Ye Meixi's, especially the white silver hair dragged to his ankles, so beautiful.

Xing Wuyun did not expect that the snake in front of him could transform into a human form. Moreover, he was a little displeased with this appearance. He took a step forward, stood beside Feng Aotian, and whispered, "The emperor, are you planning to Stand like this?"

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, turned around to see Xing Wuyun's obviously unhappy expression, and chuckled, "Well, I should go in. How can I see people like this?"

Xing Wuyun dragged Feng Aotian and turned to leave, but her sleeves were dragged by the little white snake. She turned her eyes and saw his timid eyes, her voice lowered, "What's the matter?"

Little White Snake couldn't speak, so she could only look at her with tears in her eyes. Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he held his cold hand in his palm, "Go in."

Little White Snake quickly laughed happily, and followed Feng Aotian inward.

Seeing this, Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, put his cloak on Feng Aotian's body, squeezed her hand, and strode inward.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile. The meteor followed the little white snake, and looked at the little snake in his arms before, but now he grows so tall. He is a little unhappy. Why, everyone In the long, only he is so short?

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor and showed resentful eyes, and smiled lightly, "You are not good enough."

Meteor nodded sadly, that's right, who made him lack of spiritual power.

Feng Aotian took the little white snake into the inner hall and looked at him sideways, "What color clothes do you like?"

Little White Snake looked at the pale pink embroidered picture not far away, pointed at it and nodded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, then said in a deep voice, "Go and get a light pink brocade robe."

The Qingfeng standing outside responded, and then went to prepare.

Feng Aotian pulled the little white snake onto the bed, and covered him with the brocade, "Lie down for a while."

The little white snake just nodded his head, his cold fingers, as if he couldn't keep warm, "Why is it so cold?"

"Snakes are cold in nature." Xing Wuyun said coolly from the side.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, then stood up, shook his hand and said, "Your hands are very warm."

Xing Wuyun nodded, "That's nature, and the minister is full of fire."

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was really jealous, and chuckled, "You are really jealous."

"Doesn't the emperor like the jealousy of ministers?" Xing Wuyun took her into his arms and watched the little white snake on the bed looking at him eagerly. He raised his eyebrows and snorted.

The eyes of the little white snake instantly turned into a gloomy green, glowing with a faint green light, as if to swallow Xing Wuyun alive.

Xing Wuyun felt that two ice swords were piercing him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he hugged Feng Aotian tightly and kissed her ear.

Upon seeing this, Xiaobai Snake's eyes were even more cold, and he wanted to eat Xing Wuyun.

Seeing this, the meteor hurried forward, blocking the shadows of the two of them, and then being photographed by the little white snake across the brocade, "Haha, it's too cold."

Feng Aotian raised her eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun's calculated smile, and then looked at Xiaobai Snake's aggrieved eyes, the corner of her mouth twitched, "Are you bullying him?"

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, thinking that he was almost bullied by him. However, he can't be too strong now. He is also a person who accepts what he sees. "What does the emperor think?"

Feng Aotian stroked his cheek, and then saw that Qingfeng had already presented a pink winter coat. She took it personally and looked at the little white snake, "Go and wear it."

The little white snake smiled and got up, took the brocade robe and walked into the screen obediently, dressing one by one. He had waited for a thousand years until he turned into a human form, and now he has finally transformed into a human form, with a touch of evil in his mouth Smile, Wang Zun, you have to wait for the little white snake!

Feng Aotian leaned against Xing Wuyun's arms and whispered, "Are you going to Le Qiguo?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun gathered his mind, then rested his head weakly on her shoulder, "Unfortunately, the emperor can't accompany his ministers."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master and Zi Mo are going to Caiguo."

"Is the emperor hitting the west?" Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that this snake really had the appearance of a charm master. Compared with Ye Meixi, it was not inferior, and Wei Zimo followed. He suddenly I think there is a good show.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, just in time to see him smiling slyly, and whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Xing Wuyun looked at her sideways, "What about this snake?"

The little white snake walked out, dressed in a pale pink brocade robe, and his snow-white silver hair was not tied up, still spread out. His eyes were like silk, and he was a bit more evil than Ye Meixi, but This evil charm is a bit more evil than the cat’s father-in-law. Those green pupils seem innocent, but they hide the ice front. However, this pink dress is more evil than the Bai Xue Hongmei. It's a bit more refreshing. It's really rare to see people with multiple appearances like this. However, thinking that he has survived for two thousand years, he is naturally deeper than these humans.

Looking at this pale pink, Feng Aotian suddenly remembered Yi Mu. He was dressed in pale pink, so elegant and elegant, but what he saw was the opposite.

Xiaobai Snake was not satisfied that Xing Wuyun called him a snake. He walked slowly to the side of the bookcase, took a pen to write two characters on the spread rice paper, and then handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at the words above, "Long Yin."

The little white snake pointed to herself and nodded.

Meteor hurried over, "He said his name is Long Yin."

"Master will call you Long Yin in the future." Feng Aotian put away the paper, and when he looked at him again, he became shy again, his whole body exuding pink, especially the white and flawless face, with a layer of honey. Pink.

Feng Aotian looked at him amusedly, but Xing Wuyun felt that it was too shameful to pretend to be innocent. He took Feng Aotian into his arms without any cover, "The emperor, can you go back to the palace now?"

"Master, go and see Han Jin and Wufeng." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master will leave Beijing in a few days, and I'm afraid he won't be able to return in some days."

"Okay, that official will accompany the emperor." Xing Wuyun continued.

"No, you are waiting for the master here." Feng Aotian looked at him and then walked out.

Long Yin quickly grabbed Feng Aotian's sleeves and looked at her in fear.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Master, go and go, stay here obediently."

Long Yin nodded, then let go reluctantly, and sighed quietly.

Xing Wuyun lied down on the soft couch, looking at Long Yin looking like a husband, and whispered, "In front of me, you don't have to pretend."

Meteor also knows the temperament of the little white snake, naturally following Xing Wuyun sitting on one side, looking up at the little white snake transformed into a human-shaped Long Yin in front of him, whispered, "Hey, Long Yin, when can you speak."

Long Yin had already grabbed the innocent little appearance, turned around lightly, all his gestures and feet were all charms. Compared with Ye Meixi’s Meigu Tiancheng, he was a little more casual. He walked slowly to the carved chair beside him and sat down. He picked up the pot on the side, poured a cup of tea, and sniffed it a few times. It had been a long time since he sat and sipped tea like a person so comfortably.

He raised his eyes to look at the meteor, blinked his eyes, and then looked at Xing Wuyun, with coldness in his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stopped paying attention to him.

Xing Wuyun seemed to have expected him to be like this and didn't care, and then said, "There is a difference between a ladyboy, and it is impossible for you and her."

Little White Snake raised his brow once again, and then raised his jade-like fingers. Many ice cubes had been condensed from the fingertips, and then he hit Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun took out the folding fan around his waist casually, unfolded it gently, and blocked the ice. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I heard that you will breathe fire when you are happy, and freeze when you are angry. Now you are **** off?"

Long Yin glanced at Xing Wuyun, then ignored him.

Meteor was standing on one side, a little dilemma. At this moment, he saw the dog coming in. It raised its eyes, glanced at the little white snake, then shook its head, and stood in front of Meteor.

These days, the **** dog stayed by the holy spring pool, and his spirits improved a lot. The meteor stayed in the wind clan for a few days and would go to look for it. Now when he sees it coming on its own initiative, he smiles and greets him. Said Little White Snake was out?"

The dog nodded, and then did not care about the little white snake, but stood beside Meteor and continued to lie down.

Meteor didn't care either. He understood that the dog was a hot dog on the outside, and it was caring about him.

When Feng Aotian walked to the medicine room, he saw Wufeng in a snow-white brocade robe, which complemented the current scenery perfectly, as if only in the medicine room can he be the genius doctor of the Taoist fairy wind, without too much emotion. Some are just that indifferent expression, leisurely footsteps.

Feng Aotian slowly stepped forward, and suddenly she embraced him in her arms, leaning on his back, feeling a bit of warmth and coldness, she whispered, "Why don't you take care of yourself."

Wufeng was startled by Feng Aotian’s sudden embrace. This was the first time she held him so much, and was so attached to him. His fingertips trembled, but he dared not move or respond. Then, for fear of interrupting such a dream.

Feng Aotian saw that he hadn't made a sound for a long time, then poked his head and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

No wind turned his eyes and met her cold eyes, but smiled lightly, "How can you be so active today?"

Feng Aotian took his hand, turned around, and looked at Mu Hanjin who was still sitting cross-legged. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, "How is he doing these days?"

"Always in a coma." Wufeng whispered, "However, occasionally I hear him calling the emperor."

auzw.com Feng Aotian nodded distressedly, "He will hold on."

No wind squeezed her hand, "I am here."

Feng Aotian took him out of the medicine room. In the past few days, when there was no wind, he lived in the Accord on the side of the medicine room. When the two of them entered the house, Feng Aotian hugged him and said, "The Lord will leave in a few days. ."

"Be careful all the way." Wufeng naturally knew that she would leave sooner or later, after all, she had stayed long enough.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is there nothing else I want to say?"

No wind raised his hand, some cold fingers were white, stroking her face, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but the sun was like snow, he said softly, "Even if you say it, it's just a worry, it's better to be Waiting for you here."

Feng Aotian laughed dumbly, how did she get back such a smart person?

"I'm afraid that if it's the master who comes back, you will leave." Feng Aotian whispered, "Why, the master will do you right now?"

The corner of the windless mouth raised a small smile, "As long as you remember it."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "It seems that you are not willing now."

No wind opened her arms and embraced her, "I just want to wait for the best time."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms. There is a kind of person like this. He clearly understands everything and everything. He clearly loves someone to his bones, but he still hides himself in this way. Maybe he is proud of himself. , Maybe, he is also inferior in his bones, maybe, he is also waiting for something.

She raised her eyes, looked at him, and kissed his lips, like a piece of cold mint, clear and clear, she gently sucked in, trying to store this kind of beauty, so that no one would snoop.

Windless eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the look of her kissing her now, he wanted to keep her in his mind so that he would never forget it for a lifetime.

Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun, Long Yin, and Meteor along with the dog and left the Feng Clan and returned to the palace.

The winter night came fast, Feng Aotian stood by the window and looked at the outside scenery. Those who should leave have already left, and she has to leave too. This is like her and their roots, as long as the roots are there, no matter where they go, Will come back.

Lan Jingshu stood beside her, "The emperor, dinner is ready."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, and said with a small smile, "Master has been with you these days."

Lan Jingshu responded warmly, "Okay."

Feng Aotian knows that he is the one who owes him the most. He always stands not far away, but he has always been waiting for her, because he knows that there are too many things around her that can’t be given up. Part of her.

Lan Jingshu leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, and the two embraced each other.

Xing Wuyun sat at the table, looking at the two in front of him, without saying a word.

Long Yin looked at the food in front of him, and then at the meteor. He slowly picked up his chopsticks and laid out all the food Feng Aotian liked, and then smiled and watched Feng Aotian walking towards Lan Jingshu with a smile.

Looking at Long Yin, Feng Aotian's voice became very low and soft, "You also eat more."

Long Yin nodded, and then he sandwiched the vegetables and ate slowly, without any indecentness at all, and his manners were very elegant, just like a noble boy.

Xing Wuyun looked at such Long Yin, thinking that there are such evildoers in this world, it is really intolerable.

Feng Aotian sat down immediately, Lan Jingshu sat beside Feng Aotian, and Xiaobai Snake had already occupied another seat, Lan Jingshu looked sideways, looked at Xing Wuyun beside him, and said warmly, "I see Xiaoyaohou These few days have been very busy."

"He has not been idle." Xing Wuyun said listlessly.

Lan Jingshu knew that he was in a bad mood, but everything has a fate. Since this little white snake came for Feng Aotian, then this is fate, everything is fate, and he can't help it.

Meteor is so behaved today. He thinks the atmosphere today is too weird. Maybe this little white snake will do something weird. He needs to stare at him.

After dinner, Xing Wuyun got up and left the emperor's bedroom.

But Long Yin didn't mean to leave. He sat aside, just looking at Feng Aotian with a smile, without making much movement.

After Lan Jingshu took a shower, he walked out, "The emperor, what should he do?"

"Sleep with Meteor." Feng Aotian glanced at Long Yin, "You rest with Meteor."

Long Yin hurriedly smiled, staring at Feng Aotian pitifully, shaking his head, and dragging her sleeves.

Meteor was a little unhappy, thinking that at the beginning, he slept with it in his arms, but now, he dislikes himself. Meteor pouted his mouth, then got up, "I don't want to sleep with a white-eyed snake."

The dog slowly followed the meteor out of the inner hall. The meteor was lying on the soft couch in the main hall, looking down at the dog, "It's still you who treat me well and never give up."

The dog groaned, as if to say it again, you know it.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you want to be with him?"

Long Yin nodded hurriedly, then got up and lay on the dragon couch with windy footsteps.

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, and shook his hand, "It seems that I can't do anything if I want to do something."

Listening to the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, Lan Jingshu seemed to be disturbed by good things. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "The emperor, Japan will be long."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Only you are sensible."

Long Yin lay on the dragon couch, staring at Feng Aotian's adoring smile at Lan Jingshu, his mouth twitched, which seemed very sad.

Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand and lay on the dragon couch, Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms, and the two hugged them to sleep tightly.

Seeing this, Long Yin had trouble coming over in his heart, turned around, turned his back to Feng Aotian, and occasionally heard the sound of his shaking shoulders.

Feng Aotian turned and looked at the trembling thin back, "Is it cold?"

Long Yin continued to shake, turning his eyes pitifully, already tearful.

Looking at his appearance, Feng Aotian covered the brocade on his body, "Why are you crying?"

Long Yin slid into Feng Aotian’s arms, and his legs were wrapped around Feng Aotian’s waist, like a snake, hanging from Feng Aotian’s body, and he buried his head in Feng Aotian’s body. He rubbed his chest and sobbed from time to time.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and rolled his eyes, then rolled his eyes, glanced at Lan Jingshu helplessly, and then freed his hand, holding Lan Jingshu's hand, and whispered, "You are not afraid to strangle the master."

Hearing this, Long Yin looked at her carefully and slowly released his hand, but his legs were still tangled and motionless. Feng Aotian thought he was going to let go, but unexpectedly he changed his position and raised his hand. , Hugging Feng Aotian into her arms, so she won't be strangled to death.

Feng Aotian felt that he was cold all over, but, being held so tightly, she said solemnly, "You are not afraid of suffocating him."

Long Yin quickly released his hand, looking at Feng Aotian, holding the quilt, those eyes that looked shining brightly, they were very pitiful.

Feng Aotian sighed helplessly, simply lay flat, hugged left and right, and said coldly, "Sleep."

Long Yin's legs were still wrapped around Feng Aotian's waist, without the slightest looseness. He leaned in Feng Aotian's arms obediently, while Lan Jingshu was embraced by Feng Aotian. He raised his eyes, yes. Shang Long Yin's eyes narrowed with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was extremely clear.

Xing Wuyun returned to the Xingyun Palace sullenly. Just after sitting down, he saw the meteor come in dejectedly, with the dog behind him.

"What are you doing here? Don't you like the little white snake the most?" Xing Wuyun said coldly, then lifted the flask and took a sip.

Meteor sat on the side with a sigh, "I was abandoned by him."

"Then there is no need to come to my place." Xing Wuyun said coldly.

"The same is the end of the world." Meteor glanced at Xing Wuyun in a daze, and sighed, "Aren't you also abandoned by the Holy Master?"

"Who said I was abandoned?" Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor with a tick at the corner of his mouth. "Did that snake covet the emperor for a long time?"

"It's estimated to be sold for a thousand years." Meteor said, looking up at him.

"Shemales have different ways, even if they sell items, there is no way." Xing Wuyun kept pouring cold water.

Meteor nodded, "That is natural, but his fate is different."

"How do you say?" Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, seeming to understand a lot.

"He is a dragon, not an ordinary demon." Meteor said immediately.

"Isn't it just a snake that is in heat all day long? How can it become a dragon?" Xing Wuyun said coldly while looking at the meteor.

"He is a god." Meteor said right away, "different from spirit things like mine."

Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's sad look and whispered, "People now only see the emperor, but there is no friend like you."

Meteor was mentioned sad, and whispered, "If he really wants to be with the Holy Lord, he must give up his thousand years of Taoism."

Xing Wuyun's mouth ticked, "You know a lot."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at him, "Hey, I can't say more. Last time I said that I missed my mouth, and I almost didn't get eaten by the Ninth Princess. Now, I said that I missed my mouth again. Maybe something catastrophe awaits me."

"Then you can't help yourself." Xing Wuyun said faintly, "Well, if you like to stay here, then be my company."

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "If you go to Leqiguo in a few days, aren't you afraid that Leling will set up a heaven and earth net waiting for you?"

"If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you will be a tiger. I will have to break with him." Xing Wuyun looked at him sideways, "Life is alive, and there are some things that can't be let go, and who can say good things. clear."

"When did you become so deep?" Meteor looked at him sideways, "How about I accompany you to Le Qiguo?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "If you go with me, aren't you afraid that the nine princesses will find you again?"

"It's okay, if that's the case, maybe it can lead to Yi Mu?" Meteor said suddenly.

Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't know how he is now."

"Besides, now the Holy Lord doesn't need me here. Little White Snake sees the color and forgets righteousness. I don't want to watch him thinking about how to seduce the Holy Lord." Meteor said quietly, as if facing such a thing, How painful it is.

"If the emperor agrees, you will follow me." Xing Wuyun said with a smile.

"Actually, I don't understand, whose son are you?" Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and asked puzzledly.

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