Cloud painting

Chapter 385 Past and Present 6
In the early morning of the next day, the sky of the Blood Race was brilliant, and the red afterglow shone on the land of the Blood Race, which was very gorgeous and charming.

As the Blood Lord, Feng Yunhua got up early, was served by a maid, put on her clothes and went out.

"Master, do you need us to accompany you?" Hei Qiang looked forward to the woman in red with her beautiful eyes. She hasn't gone out for a long time, and hasn't seen the outside world for a long time. Besides, the master is so noble as a blood lord. How can there be no one to wait for you when you go out with your identity.

The corners of the lips of the woman in red raised a slight arc, her phoenix eyes gave Hei Qiang and Mo Wei a half-smile, "Since you want to go, then come here."

Hei Qiangmo was overjoyed, and quickly followed her.

When Feng Yunhua saw Hei Qiang Mowei like this, she couldn't imagine how cold and cruel the two of them she saw were.Maybe they used to be very innocent and ignorant, but what made Hei Qiangmo Wei become like that? Feng Yunhua didn't want to pursue it, because no matter what, she would definitely avenge the bloody feud of Yuemo and others.

The woman in red embraced Hei Qiang and Mo Wei with both hands, tapped her toes lightly, and used the wind control technique, the red figure gradually disappeared into the vast land.

Hei Qiang and Mo Wei hugged her tightly, the swishing cold wind blew on their delicate faces, causing bursts of stinging pain, their lips were bloodless, but those two pairs of eyes still looked at her in amazement. The pure white and soft clouds around are amazing, and they are flying in the sky for the first time.

The woman in red glanced at the two girls with a half-smile, then passed through the clouds at an extremely fast speed, cut through the space, and entered the fairyland.

When she landed on the ground, her red dress was as beautiful as a flirtatious manjusawa, and there was always a smile that was not a smile in her deep red phoenix eyes.

Hei Qiang and Mo Wei were not so relaxed, their faces were pale, and their lips were bloodless.

The woman in red curled her lips: "I can't bear it like this? After I go back, the emperor asked Guardian Zixia to find someone from the Hua clan to teach you the magical arts of the Hua clan."

"No, no, no need." Mo Wei's eyes were full of horror. They could not practice the magic of the flower clan. If they practiced it, it would mean that they had to learn the law of black roses. It was because of this that the clan drove them out of the flower clan , if you learn it now, it may really bring curses or unknowns.

Hei Qiang doesn't speak a word, she is not like her younger sister, she longs to be strong, she doesn't want to bear the pain of being abandoned and the world's disgust and resentment, she doesn't want to suffer a few times like today even flying against the wind!

Seeing through the minds of the two sisters, she had a half-smile, "There are no useless people around me."

Feng Yunhua looked at it and cursed, shit!Lift the stone with our own feet!How could she be so stupid in her previous life!
In fact, it's not stupid, it's just that Feng Yunhua in her previous life had already reached the pinnacle. She was confident, self-respecting, and conceited. She was powerful and unrivaled. , so it led to the later tragedy.

Hei Qiang hurriedly said: "Hei Qiang follows the arrangement of the master."

The woman in red smiled, and seemed very satisfied with Hei Qiang's attitude.

Mo Wei immediately squeezed Nuonuo and said, "Then... Mo Wei is also."

"So, very good." She smiled mysteriously, and then walked slowly with her red dress in hand.

This is the fairyland, with pavilions, pavilions, fairy mountains and jade islands, and the divine bird of the fairyland, the Zhuzhu bird, is constantly flying around. The whole scene cannot be explained in words.

Walking from a distance is a beautiful man in snow-colored brocade, with handsome long and narrow black eyebrows, cold and snow-like blue eyes, and silver hair that falls three thousand feet down like silver silk under the moon. Turning all living beings upside down, the nobleness and splendor of contemptuousness are completely natural.

"Why are you here again?" He frowned and frowned, standing with his hands behind his back, his wide snow-colored flowing brocade robe slightly dragging the floor.

He was a little taller than her, and she had to raise her head to meet his gaze.

The woman in red habitually stroked the piranha on her left temple, and smiled beautifully: "I said, I will come here often."

(End of this chapter)