639 Who miscalculated
The red and charming lips are slowly blooming, like spring flowers blooming in the morning sun.
The pleasant sound flows slowly...
"The sky is above, the flowing water is below, and the 313th generation of cloud saints Xia Yubing swear by my life and my soul. From today, if a cloud-descendant woman is in love with a foreigner, her life will not be long!"
The sound is very light, but it echoes endlessly. The last word seems to have exhausted the strength of the whole body, like a flying swallow passing through the thick fog, making the water vapor swing, like clouds and smoke rolling.
In the fog, a crystal slipped out of the corners of the eyes and disappeared in an instant.
disappeared together, and there was a figure.
The magnificent, enchanting and charming, recording countless legends have made the world guess the infinite yearning figure, disappeared.
I only heard a "dong" sound, as if raindrops fell into the water.
At the same time, a black figure moved to the lake in an instant.
He stood in the position where she had just stopped.
No, it should be said that she stayed in the position for five months.
She stood so long that her temperature was still retained in the air. Even if the wind blew, she did not take away any of it. Even her shadow seemed to be fixed by his side.
His mind was a little absent-minded, but he quickly concentrated and stared at the surface of the water...
The water flow is turbulent, and even the winter cold can't slow it down by half, and the red sun rises, sprinkles the morning light all over the water, red, pink, orange and yellow, intertwining and entangled, like the colorful silk shaking in the sky, very much like her clothes.
However, the enchanting woman never surfaced again.
Where she fell, when he came, he saw a whirlpool and a small ribbon, like a wave of survival or farewell, and was soon submerged by the water, leaving only light and shadow floating.
Calm, too calm, not like that woman's vigorous and full of tricks. He even suspected that she was just taking this opportunity to escape and almost went into the water to see what was going on.
However, he just stood still and stared at the water for a moment.
It didn't take long before there was a sound of water not far away against the current.
Immediately raised his eyes, but saw a water flower blooming on the flowing water, a very small one, but crystal clear. Even the water also revealed an enchanting color and swaying in the morning sun.
However, for a moment, it seemed that someone had spit out a bubble at the bottom of the water, and the water bubble burst, splashed Mercury, and was confused in the fog, but did not disappear, but floated in it, gradually blurred, gradually condensed, and became a colorful cloud.
The clouds rose slowly and threw a colorful shadow at the bottom of his eyes, like the woman's enchanting smile.
So he also laughed.
He couldn't take his eyes off the clouds rising and disappearing until the fog on the surface of the water dissipated and took a long breath.
Xia Yubing is really dead.
Legend has it that cloud descendants are transformed by the reflection of clouds in the sky.
He doesn't believe it.
But the Yun people do have a ability to practice from birth. After their death, this ability turns into clouds and dissipate in the air. And only when they die can they release their own clouds, because everything comes from nature and needs to be returned to this nature.
He has seen that kind of spectacle, mostly white, even with colorful light, very light. Xia Yubing is different. As a saint of Yun descendants, even if she is almost exhausted by him, the cloud spirit that belongs to her is still dazzling.
Only a saint can have such a bright cloud.
Xia Yubing is really dead...
I exhaled a long breath again, and the heat in my body was intertwined with the coolness of winter morning into a wonderful feeling.
Thousands of wings looked at the gradually blue and clear sky. For a moment, they only felt relieved and piled up in their hearts for 13 years. Finally, they flew away with the dissipation of the clouds, and their whole body relaxed.
This large piece of suddenly emptied was poured into the cold and damp wind, bulging in the chest and shuttling through the internal organs.
He touched his chest with a smile on the corners of his lips.
However, there seems to be something wrong.
Under his men, their hearts are beating, still calm and powerful, but they seem to be missing something.
But what is it?
He frowned and pressed, but there seemed to be a slippery hand in his palm, and the palm of that hand was close to his chest. He lowered his head and actually saw her smiling... The corners of his eyes were tilted and charming, like countless provocations when they snuggled up in front of him. He also heard her say to him, and he guessed it again, right?
He shook, loosened his hand, and the person in his arms suddenly disappeared.
It turned out to be just an illusion.
My heart beat tight, and then I was angry again... Xia Yubing, won't you let me go until you die?
He snorted coldly and looked at the sky where the clouds dissipated.
However, you have miscalculated. Death is death. In the future, even if the soul does not disperse, you will not want to pester me again!
The cloak shook and turned around.
However, his hand touched his chest unconsciously.
He still feels that something is missing, but what is it?
Qian Yuyi still doesn't know that this question will haunt his life, and there has never been an answer. He is just full of ambition, but he is indignant.
It took him 13 years to pay for this woman.
In the past 13 years, he only thought about how to fight with her, how to get out of her control, and how to eliminate her. He is a god of war and upright, and it is actually a ghost trick only for a little girl.
He lost too much... brothers, comrades-in-arms, confidants... just to learn how to guess her thoughts. He is like a trapped beast in a cage. Even if he is angry, he can't use it. Even if he misses a person, he should be cautious and dare not show any truth.
And now, he is finally free!
He looked at the sky and suddenly laughed loudly.
Laughter spread throughout the forest, shaking the rivers and making a leisurely echo.
He stopped, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, and felt the warm winter sun. Listening to the heroic echo, he took a deep breath, making the sweet and cool wind fill his lungs.
The fist is tightly clenched, firm and powerful.
It's finally time to get everything back...
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The voices gradually became noisy, and Luo Wener knew that the motorcade had driven into the capital of the Celestial Empire... cool threshold.
The gold-patterned curtains are slightly opened...
Although the scenery in front of her is still luxurious, it has revealed decay and decay, and at the moment when all kinds of noise poured into her eyes, she seemed to return to the day a few years ago...
She followed Qian Yumo to set foot on the land of the cool threshold for the first time. He asked her to open a gap in the car window. Therefore, envy, jealousy, ridicule, disdain... rushed in together, and he just leaned on his seat leisurely, closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his lips, as if to enjoy it. Then, he said, "Cloud, would like to play with me. A play? Only once..."
The shoulder sank.
She turned around with the joy on her face, but she wanted to see the person in front of her...
Xuanyuan Shang looked slightly embarrassed, but still smiled faintly and wrapped the silver rat cloak around her shoulder: "I'm here."
He got up and got out of the car first.
Luo Wener hesitated for a moment and opened the door...
Under the car, there was Xuanyuan Shang, a stone-blue silver ratskin cloak, with gentle eyebrows, smiling at the corners of his lips, reaching out and looking at her...
For a moment, as if returning to that day again, the man shook his golden body, brushed Hu Lun's intended hand, turned around, and stretched out his hand to her in full view of the public...
Time seems to be fixed at that moment, and seems to move to the present moment.
is also in full view of the public, and some people have expectations. The starlight is also shining in his eyes, but it is not him.
To the hand stretched out to her, she lowered her eyes and gradually grasped the door...
"Mother..."
"Mother..."
One left and one right suddenly squeezed out two small hair heads, and the small firefox cloak wrapped the two like a hairball and rolled out of the car.
"Mom, I'll help you!"
"Mom, I'll..."
People around him booed.
They recognize Xuanyuan Shang, but they don't know why a woman suddenly came out beside Duke Ning, who has always been alone without any females? Oh, I even have a child! It's still full of children. Look at that little look...
But I haven't heard of Ning Guogong's marriage. Where did this woman come from? There are many women in his house, isn't it...
But they heard that Duke Ning dismissed those women in his house last year, and no one knows the reason so far. So this woman...
They looked up and down, and some people suddenly found that this woman was a little familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had seen her.
The two little guys eased the brief embarrassment and successfully attracted everyone's attention, so that they could not see the mystery at all. In such a small matter, the two have succeeded many times on the road.
Luo Wener touched the little brains of the two children with relief. Doudou raised her face and called sweetly, "Dad, where are we going now?"
Big father?
Everyone was in an uproar.
What is this name?
They thought about it for a long time.
Xoling is a big country, and its customs are well known, but this "big father"...
The little fireman in the ochre robe couldn't hold back and came forward: "Duke Ning, the Lord of Xueling returned last month, and he didn't say that you would come. As a result..."
It's a little difficult for him to speak, but his eyes peek at Luo Wen'er and the two children from time to time.
Mao Mao held his demeanor, and Doudou stared at him curiously.
The fiery cloak reflects the pink face, as if sweeping the rouge on the natural blush, and then smiled sweetly at him. Although two front teeth are missing, it is more cute.
The little fireman couldn't help but want to touch it. He thought to himself that the girl was very much like this woman, and then he couldn't help looking at Mao Mao...
Mao Mao has a small face and does not squint, but the charm and demeanor, especially a pair of ink jade-like phoenix eyes, look more and more like...
It's hard for him to say, because how can he say that Ning Guogong's son is actually born with other men? Especially that man is still...
He couldn't help looking at Luo Wen'er again...
"This father-in-law," Xuanyuan still stood quietly in front of Luo Wen'er: "The lord of the country temporarily sent a letter and ordered Shang to come to the pilgrimage. If it brings inconvenience to the emperor, I hope the father-in-law can convey his apologies..."