Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 590 Death Ridge... [3]

【Death Ridge...【3】】

This is his and Diudiu's home, and he cannot destroy the scenery that Diudiu likes.

If Diu Diu came back and saw such a gloomy and decadent Snow Lake Forest, he would definitely be unhappy.

Thinking of this, he froze for a moment, his transparent lips slowly pursed a faint bitter smile.

If Diu Diu came back, why would he have such an inexplicable idea. His beloved little wife will never come back.
However, even if she is gone, he will protect their beautiful homeland for her.

Slowly open the spiritual realm, release all the spiritual power, and the strong and turbulent demonic energy permeating the world disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The dark clouds dissipated, the moon and stars were sparse, and the world regained vigor and vitality in an instant.

The moonlight pours down like snow on the smooth mirror-like lake surface, refracting crystal-like pure luster.

The breeze is blowing, and the green grass under the feet can't wait to get out of the soil and bloom colorful flowers.

The moonlight, the fragrance of flowers, everything seems to be back to normal.

But beside him, he could no longer see that petite and delicate figure back then.

And her crisp laughter, soft words, and intimate hugs
Intense sadness flashed across his blue eyes, his chest was full of longing and nostalgia, but he had nowhere to confide in
Slowly raise the heart-sealing flute, and gently press it against her lips, the melancholy and sad sound of the flute echoes faintly over the snowy lake forest.
Elder Xuan He looked at the lonely and desolate figure like a snow mountain by the lake from a distance, and he couldn't help sighing when he heard the sad sound of the flute.

Why are the fates of their father and son so similar, and why are they both suffering so much?
It seems that what that kid Mo Can said has some truth, this woman is a disaster, no matter how indomitable a hero is, he will fall into the hands of a woman in the end.

So, should he listen to Mo Can and hide this matter from Xuefeng?
After hesitating for a while, Elder Xuanhe secretly decided to wait for Mo Can to come back first.

He turned around and was about to leave quietly, but suddenly he heard the ethereal flute sound stop abruptly, and Xue Feng's cold voice came faintly, "Elder Xuanhe, you have been standing for a long time, is there something wrong?"

Elder Xuanhe trembled guiltyly, turned around and quickly walked to Xuefeng's side, and said with a sneer: "It's all right, it's late at night, and this subordinate just came to remind my king to rest."

Xue Feng held Feng Xindi and turned around slowly, looking directly at Elder Xuan He's with sea-deep blue eyes, and said slowly: "Is there really nothing wrong?"

It sounds like an understatement, but it seems to hide an undercurrent.

Those calm blue eyes are like a magic mirror that can shine into the soul on both sides, making people feel that there is nowhere to hide.

Elder Xuan He gritted his teeth, tried his best to withstand the invisible oppression, and managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, "It's really all right."

"Okay, please ask the elder to find Ah Mo and come see me."

"This..." On Elder Xuanhe's wrinkled forehead, a drop of cold sweat silently fell, "Amo he."

"Elder Xuan He, are you hot?"

Elder Xuanhe wiped his forehead with his hand, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Oh, this man is weak when he is old, and he sweats after walking a few steps, which makes my king laugh."

Xue Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said casually: "In that case, then go back and have a good rest."

Elder Xuanhe heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and was about to leave immediately after saluting, but he heard Xuefeng say unhurriedly, "I'd better go see Ah Mo in person."
(End of this chapter)