The Conceited Crown Princess

However, it was a pair of petite and exquisite feet that came out. They ran down barefoot, and looked at the door behind them with some mischief.

However, when I looked back, I saw that the people in the hall on the first floor of zuixianfang were looking at themselves with different eyes, like looking at monsters. They had expectations, disappointments and even despair.

Xiaobaozi is bigger than other children. It looks like a child of four or five years old. People guess that it can't be a cold child.

After all, Leng Shangxian is only 20 years old now. When he was 16 years old, he was still unmarried. How could he have such a big child.

But on second thought, in addition to the cold string, who can get the promise of zuixianfang to live in the top floor of zuixianfang?

"Mother..." xiaobaozi had never seen so many people. He looked at himself and was a little shy. He was red and yelled at the upstairs.

"Miss..." static autumn choked voice, looking at the door just revealed a wisp of red satin clothes, extremely sure that the people inside, is their own miss.

Gong Yu and lengao are trembling all over, looking forward to the direction of the door, hoping to see their daughter intact in the next second.

Inside the door, before Leng Shangxian could come out, she heard Jingqiu's voice with a cry. Her voice was not even as ethereal as before, but a little hoarse.

When he realized that they were coming, his figure suddenly flashed, and he was already in front of the public without waiting for people outside to reflect.

General mansion, Fengyun City, yaohuang hall, long Yucang, blood Pavilion, fire dragon mercenary regiment, Huanyu College... All the relatives, friends and precious people who used to be here now stand in front of you one by one.

It's only four years since I came to Tianyuan, but it's three years since I left them. I didn't feel anything when I didn't meet them. This time I saw them, I felt a stronger sense of belonging in my heart.

"Dad, Niang..." Leng Shangxian looks at lengao and Gong Yu. They seem to be as old as a teenager in three years. They must have heard the news of their death and suffered a lot.

Although they are not really cold, they are not willing to tell them the truth because of their care and love, and they intend to keep the secret forever.

Gong Yu looks at Leng Shangxian suspiciously, but he doesn't dare to admit that the person in front of him is his daughter.

But hear cold string call out Niang, tears can't stop, heart is with cold string of this kind of call recovery, recovery of beating.

Gong Yu quickly comes forward and hugs Leng Shangxian tightly. She used to comfort Leng Shangxian, who rushed into her arms to cry. Now the order is reversed.

The palace rain cries of sobbing, cold up the string to become the one who coax people.

Coldness and arrogance quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Looking at the two women she loved most in front of her, she nodded with satisfaction. She wanted to raise the corner of her mouth, but she was always crushed by the faint tears on her face and became a bitter face.

"Master!" All the people in the yaohuang hall were so excited that their tears were in their eyes. They couldn't bear to fall down. Their excited voice was still shaking and repressed.

"Lord of the city!" The people of Fengyun city are so excited that they can't believe what happened in front of them. Their powerful city leader, Xie Huang, has really come back!

"My dear, you are back!" North Hall shadow a face awkward appearance, want to blame Leng Shangxian, clearly not dead, but happened to have never come back to see them for three years.

However, looking at the earth shaking changes in Leng Shexian, and even the appearance and momentum have undergone tremendous changes, we know that Leng Shexian must have encountered a very important thing, or even a disaster.

As long as we can live in peace, it's enough.

"Captain!" The students of the martial arts class came forward one after another. In three years, their faces were all young and green, and their whole body was full of momentum that people dare not underestimate.

In the past three years, they have grown rapidly.

Inadvertently, the eyes of the cold string floating to the willow body, she affectionately embraces the arm of Oriental Meiren, a happy look.

"It seems that a lot of things have really happened in the past three years." Cold on the string of the eyes jokingly swept willow and Oriental Meiren, has always been careless willow unexpectedly also be this eye to see blush.

"Fairy, there are many things you don't know. Let's go. We'll take you to a surprise." Lin Zixi said that he was going to pull Leng Shangxian's hand, but unexpectedly he grabbed a soft fat hand."Uncle, my mother is a married woman, uncle can't tease." Xiaobaozi's face is a bit of baby fat, and his teeth are not long enough. When he talks, he looks serious.

The oppressive atmosphere was suddenly broken by such a soft and cute sentence of baozi, the appearance of little adults.

"Oh, let me see my good grandson." Lengao directly bent down to pick up the steamed stuffed bun, pouted his mouth and gave him several kisses on the face.

"The son of a strong man is so old." Long Yucang's tone is a bit unpredictable. It doesn't seem abnormal, but it sounds like it has a different meaning.

"They only sleep twice." Small steamed stuffed bun nest in the cold proud arms, said, stretched out two fingers, very despised to see a long Yucang.

Long Yucang touched his nose and didn't say anything. It's my fault that you are two years old and four years old?

Xiaobaozi is taken back to the general's residence by lengao and Gongyu for intimacy, while lengshangxian is taken with a crowd to see the surprise.

Yaohuang palace is magnificent. At first sight, he likes it from the bottom of his heart. He is not luxurious, but quiet and elegant, just like the green Zen room, but not so isolated from the world.

Along the quiet road into, two are white gardenia, with the breeze swaying, exuding a touch of fresh fragrance, people linger.

In the center, the statue standing there, with a cold and proud look, has no gentleness. Although it has a charming face, it has no charming posture.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a real silk dress. When you look closer, you can see that it is carved.

Ink hair is flying, arrogant and cool. This demon palace has undoubtedly become the most popular place in huoyun kingdom. It is not a temple, but it is more vigorous than the incense in the temple, but it is surprisingly neat and clean.

"First string, first string, how do you like it or not?" Willow wood loosened the hand that held tightly with Dongfang Meiren, took the arm of Leng Shangxian and swayed coquettishly.

Once the image of the local tyrant, now can be said to be gone, but the face is full of little daughter posture.

Love is really the best weapon to change a woman.

"Yes, but who knows this is me?" Cold on the string of joking lips, the whole person leaning to the statue, head slightly toward the statue.

"... it's true, it's true, it's not." Hulu shook his head foolishly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This series of things is so outrageous that he does not digest now.

Three years ago, as like as two peas in the same boat, they died in the same way. After three years, the captain was not dead. She came back, but she was not the same.

Is this yaohuang palace meaningful?

Other people's eyes are also closely followed by the emergence of the same look as Hulu, knowing that the captain did not have any dissatisfaction, and even surprise and gratitude are written on his face.

But in their hearts, they feel sorry. They always want to leave eternity for the captain, but this eternity has changed.

"In the world, there are two selves, one true and one false." The cold string as like as two peas, suddenly made a sound, and the picture of the beat and the cold top string was identical.

Dimples like flowers, showing endless warmth, so that they have never seen a smile, but also they have never felt the warmth.

Leng Shangxian didn't say much, but everyone knew the meaning of Leng Shangxian's words. Yaohuang hall was kept forever. Leng Shangxian, the real person who was praised and worshiped by everyone, also lived in the world.

Sacrifice, once self.

Demon world, demon palace.

Feng Lingyu was dressed in black, with no motley color, deep dark eyes and vertical lines between his forehead, with countless enchantment and bewitchment, and also showed the hegemony and dignity of speechless rupees.

He held out his big hand, pushed the gate open and closed it for three years. Now, he is only a little short of breaking through the imperial rank and reaching the strength of the imperial rank.

Although it can't be regarded as the top strong, at least now the Shui people in Tianyuan and Xianlian have nothing to do with themselves.

Just for a moment, Feng Lingyu's face was darkened and cold, as if it had spread through the thick secret room gate in the whole imperial palace.

What's the meaning of his empty cultivation? He is not rare for the so-called devil emperor above all the people in the demon world.

Without him, everything is futile, everything is nothingness.

He walked out of the secret room with a tall and straight figure, and raised his head slightly with a bit of melancholy between his eyebrows. His resolute edges and corners were more distinct under the dark light."Huang'er, where are you, our eternity, where are you..." Feng Lingyu's voice was slightly hoarse and dry.

With that, he closed his eyes in pain. The cold and heartless devil emperor, who used to be in front of the demons, did not dare to get close to him. Now, he was like a helpless child.

"Creak"

The gate of dijue palace was slowly pushed open. Yu Lei's figure just came in, and he was startled by Feng Lingyu.