Chapter 1575

Duanmuyi stood on the spacious main street and took a deep breath.

She stayed in the mountain and sea spiritual domain, especially in her own domain of spiritual fire, for too long, so long that her silent heart was almost unsteady.

When she left, the Flower Festival had just passed, and spring was in full bloom.

When she came back, the sweet osmanthus was fragrant, the cold wind from ten miles passed through, and the autumn was chilling.

Di Kongxuan raised his hand, and a curtain of light suddenly opened in the palm of his hand, like a giant net, covering the entire capital of Yuandong Emperor, a colorful halo flowed past, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, a clear whistle sounded from the sky above the long street, and three figures landed in front of them.

Bei Shenzi's eyes fell on him, and his brows that were originally tightly frowned suddenly relaxed: "Mr. Emperor! You are back!"

Di Kongxuan nodded slightly, his eyes flicked across him, across Huochengshan beside him, and finally fixed on the peerless woman.

After a while, he curled the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "Master Xin, please stay safe."

Xin Xuerou clenched her fists tightly, suppressing the unbelievable exclamation in her throat, forcibly withdrawing her attention from Duanmuyi, and said with a pale smile, "Thanks for your concern, everything is fine."

Bei Shenzi's strange eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, and he always felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little different, not as alienated as before, but really came to the opposite.

He coughed dryly and asked, "Mr. Di, did you release that breath just now?"

Di Kongxuan didn't answer his question, turned his head and said to Duanmuyi: "I'm going to discuss things with His Majesty the Great Emperor, you follow the fire and wait for me in the Medicine Tower."

Duan Muyi nodded, stepped forward and said to Huochengshan: "Huo Lao, there are some things I want to tell you."

"Let's go." Huochengshan could tell at a glance that her cultivation base was lean and lean, not the cultivation base of the whole journey, but the cultivation base of refining medicine.

Therefore, he was more willing to believe that during the six months of her disappearance, there must have been adventures.

Duanmuyi bid farewell to Beishenzi and Xin Xuerou calmly, turned around and left with Huochengshan.

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The headquarters of Sihua Pavilion is on the southwest side of the Yuandong Imperial Capital, facing a Huguo Temple, the building is extremely elegant and luxurious, and the corridors on both sides spread out like wings, above the Pinghu Lake.

There is an autumn moon in the night, sparkling.

In the gorgeous pavilion, suddenly there was a slap.

Lan Xiangzhi covered her face and knelt on the hard marble floor, not daring to speak.

Xin Xue was trembling with anger, her mind was full of the eyes of those two people on the street during the day, it was no longer alienation and disgust, but real indifference and strangeness.

She can't take it!
She would rather see those two people pointing at her and yelling at her, calling her shameless or vicious, but she didn't.

"Didn't you say they were dead!" Xin Xuerou said unwillingly, "Why didn't the lightning from Zhangtan strike them dead! The thunder came so unexpectedly that even Di Kongxuan couldn't have passed it! They How can you still survive!"

Lan Xiangzhi said: "Maybe it's just their luck."

"Luck... I don't believe it, Duanmuyi's luck is so good every time!" Xin Xuerou slowly clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and after her soft chest rose and fell, she regained her composure.

She is the aloof Master of the Sihua Pavilion, who controls the seasons of all flowers in the world, and she is the only person who can be called Di Kongxuan who has experienced the war 200 years ago.

(End of this chapter)

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