Chapter 256 Writing a small poem

In Duan Mujing's boudoir, Duan Mujing stood in front of the window and had been gently locked her eyebrows. At this moment, she finally stretched out slowly: "Well, you shameless apprentice, are finally willing to give up?"

Immediately, a touch of redness appeared on her unparalleled cheeks, and her heart was full of sadness. The shameless apprentice came out of the customs, which meant that their wedding date was coming, and the shameless apprentice who should have been cut with thousands of knives would become her husband, and the two of them would fly together.

"I'm... how to face him?!" Duan Mujing stood motionless in front of the window and looked at the fairy clouds from afar.

There is that shameless disciple!

For three years, I have been looking forward to his exit, but I always don't want him to exit...

Suddenly, she turned around, quickly walked to the desk, took a pen and paper, and wrote quickly: "The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and the rain sends flowers to the dusk.

Xiaofeng is dry, tears are still scarred, and he wants to talk about his mind, and he is a single-speaking column.

Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People are different, but today is not yesterday, and the sick soul looks like a swing rope.

The horns are cold, the night is dim, afraid of being questioned, and tears and makeup are happy.

Conceal, conceal, conceal."

As soon as she finished her pen, a beautiful figure appeared at the door. It was Sister Shishui. Sister Shishui broke the lotus step and entered the room. At a look, she couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, "Ha ha, Sister Duanmu, it's really a good literary picture!"

Duanmujing is the apple of the Duanmu family, and she is naturally well-made in poetry. She put the pen and sighed, "Sister Shishui, don't make fun of me. My heart is very messy now."

Hearing the words, Shishui secretly spit out his little tongue and said, "Sister Shishui, I know the pain in your heart, that is, you always want to send Hong Yu to the 18th floor of hell, but he will soon become your husband. But why don't you change your corner to see Hong Yu's younger brother? Maybe you will find that he is actually a very good person."

"I'm just... He can't get down. No matter how I look at it, I think he is a shameless disciple and want to send him to the 18th floor of hell!"

Dan Mujing's heart knot with Hong Yu is too deep, starting from the magic well in the inner world of the God of Light...

Tianyunfeng, Hong Yu's hut, Hong Yu sat **, his eyes closed lightly, and carefully felt the mysterious spirit in his body that was not at the previous level at all. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly: "It's really good, Warcraft Island, I'm coming!"

"Nizi, no matter where you are now, I will eventually find you!"

With a light leap, Hong Yu jumped down from **, walked out of the hut, stretched his waist lazily, and walked down the mountain alone. He hasn't returned home for three years, which is the longest time since he was born.

"Brother, are you back? After three years of isolation, you have finally been out of the customs? Ha ha..." At home, the first one to meet was the little spirit. Two small dimples appeared on both cheeks, and his eyes were much clearer than three years ago.

Three years, the little guy is 11 years old. Compared with the pink cute appearance before, he can faintly see some beautiful shadows.

In her pure eyes, the coldness has faded a lot from three years ago. Hong Yu's heart is greatly relieved. Looking at the situation, the little Lingling should have almost metamorphed from a senior gold medal killer and has almost completely integrated into the world.

"Spirit, I really miss you! Seeing that you can completely transform from a senior gold medal killer, my brother is very happy," Hong Yu laughed, hugged the little guy in his arms, touched her head lovingly, and asked, "Come on, let my brother have a look. Well, my brother found that after my spirit grows up, he must be a fascinating guy."

Hearing the words, the little spirit whispered softly, and a touch of rosy suddenly appeared on his tender cheeks, but an indescribable joy in his heart. Girls are the same. No matter how big or small, they like others to praise their beauty.

"What about the moon and embroidered lotus? Why didn't you see them?" Hong Yu looked around and asked, he was not many years older than them at the beginning, but now he hasn't seen them for three years. These two guys should have grown into big girls, right?

"Ha," the little Lingling laughed twice and said, "They have practiced and said that my cultivation has been advanced to the void, and you have been practicing in isolation. After coming out, your cultivation will be frighteningly high, which will make them very faceless, so they also have to practice hard."

Hong Yu suddenly laughed dumbly. These two guys are really... interesting enough!

Shaking his head helplessly, holding Xiao Lingling's hand and entering the room together, Hong Yu came to Ruolan's bed with a bright smile: "Mom, I'm back!"

Hong Yu hasn't seen it for three years, and there is a faint breath of a strong man on his body. Sulan was stunned: "Cross the disaster! This guy is indeed much stronger than his father!"

Looking at Hong Yu's increasingly handsome face, she didn't see the lonely color due to Qianlan's departure. Sulan was very happy and took his hand tightly: "Ha ha, I knew that my Yuer is the strongest person, the eagle! Yuer, do you know? Your breast crystal has bought tens of millions of gold coins!"

"What? Tens of millions of gold coins?! Hong Yu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and blinked a few vigorously. In his budget, it would be good to sell millions of gold coins, but as a result, he sold tens of millions of gold coins?

"Mother, I understand, because Qianlan was destroyed by the power of nine taboos, you are making me happy..." Hong Yu laughed faintly. Although the milk crystal of the former breast god of Honghuang was the first magic medicine in heaven and earth, if it could sell tens of millions of gold coins, he would not believe it.

"Hehe, brother is real," the little Lingling next to him interrupted and smiled, "And we have another good news to tell you."

"Is there any good news? Hey, let's talk about it." Hong Yu laughed.

"Well, the pearl of the Duanmu family, that is, Duan Mujing from your same family, has promised to marry you." The little spirit said happily.

"What?!" The smile on Hong Yu's face froze in an instant!

"What, Yuer, don't you want to?" How clever Sulan was. She saw through Hong Yu's heart on the spot. She sighed and whispered, "Yuer, I know the depth and meaning of your relationship with Qianlan. There is nothing comparable between heaven and earth, but Qianlan has gone after all. You must face it bravely..."

"No, mother, it's not like this," Hong Yu's beautiful face reactivated a smile, shook her head, and said slowly, "Mother, you don't know that when Qianlan was destroyed by the power of nine-day taboos, her body and Yuanying did not return, that is to say, Qianlan is likely not really be in this world. Disappear, and my father found Qianlan's footprints in the ninety-nine ways of the capital of life in the divine world. Although I still can't understand what's going on, I believe that Qianlan still exists between this world. In the future, I will look for her, and I must find her!"

"What? Qianlan... She is not really destroyed, but still exists between this world?! When Sulan and Menger heard the words, their delicate bodies shook at the same time...