Cloud painting

Chapter 77

"You...what are you talking about." Feng Yunhua avoided Beilin Xuanye's affectionate eyes, saying that it would be a lie if he was not moved, but...

Beilin Xuanye smiled slightly, and gently stroked her fair cheeks: "Go back to sleep, it's late at night... I should go too."

As soon as the words fell, she gently kissed Feng Yunhua's forehead, and then gradually left.

Feng Yunhua looked at his back with a beating heart, facing Xuan Ye to the north, I, Feng Yunhua, cannot bear your deep affection!
He pursed his lips, there was still blood left by Beilin Xuanye on it, he stuck out his tongue and licked it clean, took a deep look at the direction Beilin Xuanye left, turned and left.

sleepless night...

At dawn, Feng Yunhua told her not to disturb her for the next few days at the end of the month, and the nickname was: retreat.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, flipping her wrists, "Phoenix Breaks the World" landed in her palm.

Yesterday, she was interrupted by Yun Chen in the middle of her practice, and now she wants to practice again.

According to the method of cultivation yesterday, a faint milky white light appeared around her, and the phoenix feathers behind her had also formed, which was as red as blood, as delicate and gorgeous as the setting sun.

She closed her eyes lightly, her black hair scattered to the end of the bed, the white light all over her body, and the red phoenix feathers behind her all gave off a kind of sacred brilliance.

In a flash, 20 days passed.

Envoys from various countries have already arrived at Yuexi Capital, and their itinerary and accommodation have been arranged.

Tomorrow, there will be a big banquet in the palace, and the moon and eve of the country will be full of excitement.

"Yunchen, I don't care what your purpose of coming here is, but you'd better not get her idea! This king is warning you for the last time!"

Yun Chen, who was about to drink tea, paused his hands, turned around, still with a strange smile, looked at the man who made Jiangshan look pale, and slightly parted his red lips: "Why, does my heart hurt?" Taking small steps, slowly Slowly approaching him, just about to stroke his shiny black hair.

Caught off guard, he shattered the tendons in his wrist.

Yun Chen laughed, first lightly, then wildly, and it's not hard to hear the desolation in the laughter: "Beilin Xuanye, I treat you so well, but you don't even let me touch your hair, What's so good about that woman?"

White clothes and black hair, a face that pales in color, and a cold and charming temperament, who else would it be if it weren't for Beilin Xuanye?
"In my heart, there is only her."

Yun Chen pursed his lips, and looked at him carefully with bright eyes: "I saw you born when I was six years old, and that appearance immediately captured my heart, and I thought, when I grow up, I must be your My lady, but when I was nine years old when I inherited the Holy Maiden, I peeked at the secrets of heaven, only to find that you had already been destined to be the one, and I was really unwilling, so..."

"That's why I've been a medicine jar since I was a child, and it's all caused by you. You don't need to tell me about it, I already knew about it." Without giving her a look, he just shook his sleeves and left.

Yun Chen smiled lightly, there was a strange light in his eyes, is she right?She, Yunchen, is the supreme saint of Northern Qi, who can change the fate of others, as long as it is for him, she doesn't mind going against the sky!

Arranging the white clothes, black hair hanging behind, the holy face is noble and inviolable.

"Xiaoju, tell Qiu Linxi to destroy the Tiansheng Pill as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)