The Conceited Crown Princess

Just now, I joked with myself that I would like to have a pot of wine and a few dishes to talk about my life. But now, that little wish has not come true

"Long Zhentian, go on." Crow covered his mouth and choked, tears can't stop flowing down. Although he always quarrels with money, he really can't stand losing money in life.

Long Zhentian pursed his lips, closed his eyes and thought for a while, stopped his tears, and then began to call the roll.

Xiangling and Yueling stand side by side, looking for money in the corpse. If they don't open a corpse, they will be worried for a long time, hoping to find money as soon as possible, but they don't want to see money without vitality.

"Mother, we don't have to fight in the future." Wind thousand Chen Yang neck, grinning open teeth mouth tender said.

The rest of the people heard Feng Qianchen's words. They were both excited and sad. They lost so many brothers in exchange for peace.

"Take all the bodies of our brothers back to their families, and the bodies of the people in the holy world, ha ha, cover up the border and burn it."

Feng Lingyu said the last two words word by word. They were cold and heartless, but they were very happy. They moved quickly to look for their own bodies and carried them back with a sad face. Their movements were extremely gentle.

A group of people carrying the body, looking at the vast fire behind them, mercilessly turned around and followed the two people in front to return to their camp.

Zuixianfang.

Leng Shangxian leaned against the bed on the third floor feebly. He felt that his whole body was soft and sour. The war just ended very quickly, but it was so long for him for several centuries.

Qianming, lingqiaoqiao, all left. The only two people left a thousand years ago, at this time, they all left for themselves, just for themselves.

Feng Lingyu sat cross knee beside him, running his body's spiritual power. He was filled with emotion that the other men he cared about didn't matter much. Otherwise, this woman might not be what she was now.

Lin Zixi and others are also sitting in the room, taking medicine and healing. Most of the treatment is trauma, and the internal injury needs a period of time to recuperate.

"Creak"

The door was knocked open by the sound of stumbling. Sikong nongying's wrists were bloody and he staggered in. After closing the door, he leaned against the door and felt powerless.

"Medical sage!" Green bamboo suddenly burst into tears. Just now, he secretly cried. When he called the roll, the doctor didn't respond. He thought the doctor was also... Dead.

Now I see the person who I think is no longer standing in front of me, and I feel at a loss.

Qingzhu, carrying the medicine box, runs to help Sikong nongying, carefully tears open the clothes on Sikong nongying's shoulder, and the whole arm is exposed.

It can be seen that this arm is full of scratches. If it is deeper, maybe this arm will be useless.

Qingzhu didn't even think about it. Even when she began to apply medicine and package, but in her eyes, the old feeling was still not there, still not warm, except kindness and friendship.

Sikong nongying let out a sigh of relief, happy smile, this girl finally put down the heart of those ideas should not exist, his life is not worthy of love and be loved.

Feng Qianchen walked back and forth in the room, teasing long Yucang from time to time, and teasing Lin Zixi from time to time.

Looking back, I saw the eyes of my unscrupulous father. With a knowing smile, I ran to her: "mother, there are still some steamed buns. We can ask empty grandfather if he can save my uncle."

"Poof"

When they heard that Feng Qianchen called the empty old man empty grandfather, they burst into laughter, and all the serious and sad atmosphere in the room dissipated.

Cold string blinked a few eyes, relieve the fatigue and sour eyes, tired asked: "how the rest of the people?"

"The rest of the people are OK. The four dark guards have been rescued by the sharks. They are all minor injuries. Our casualties are really two extremes. Either they get better soon or they die."

Feng Lingyu said, with a tone of self mockery, whether the holy boundary is strong or not, but it's really the same as what he imagined, not weak at all. Qianming worked so hard to be able to die with the Holy Lord.

It's clear that we can fight for it once, but there's no doubt that the damage will be very big. Qianming, not only for the sins of his previous life, but also for the sake of reducing the casualties of all people in Xianlian continent to the minimum.

Cold on the string between the eyebrows a little tired color, as if the whole person suddenly felt the world within a day, the human state, have become a lot of vicissitudes.All the people in the room looked at each other, consciously went out and left all the space for the real parties. After all, after a catastrophe, what a city needs most is to reorganize.

Everyone is busy inside and outside, there is no need to worry about Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu. Feng Qianchen also sits on the stool with a cute face, frowning and not knowing what to think.

"Why don't we really go to find the old man of void, who can let me go through a thousand years ago. Maybe we can really find a way to save Qianming."

Cold string hanging eyes, light said, wind Lingyu in the heart some jealousy, but more also to thousand Ming's emotion and regret, and wind thousand Chen passed a look, two people decided to follow the idea of their two people's favorite woman.

The three members of the family made up their mind, but they didn't leave directly. Instead, they went out and shared politics with all the people, planning the future development of Xianlian and the demon world one by one.

All the forces in Tianyuan have gone back, and even the blood Pavilion and yaohuang hall have not been left. The bodies of these forces have also been brought back to Tianyuan to recognize their ancestors.

For a moment, the bustling land of Xianlian suddenly became extremely desolate. All we saw were old friends a thousand years ago, and there were few close friends we knew in this life.

Sikong nongying chooses to wander all over the world to be a real medical saint. Qingzhu just looks at it, doesn't retain it, and doesn't say what he wants to follow. He watches Sikong nongying leave.

Lin Zixi and long Yucang seem to have made up their mind to follow Leng Shangxian forever. They keep zuixianfang and the other two shops in good order.

In a flash of time, half a month later, the traces of smoke and war were completely erased from everyone's mind, and the past brilliant smile was restored.

Qingzhu began to do chores. He didn't seem to be absent-minded at all. Instead, he was much more cheerful than when Sikong was making movies. Instead of seeing him all day, he felt more relieved.

Yueling and Xiangling are still in charge of Ruyi square and nishang Pavilion respectively. Although the days are very full, they always feel that they lack something.

"Lady, let's go to find the void old man." Wind Ling Yu sitting on the other side of the swing, holding the cold string obviously thin a circle of waist, said painfully.

Feng Qianchen grinned: "mm-hmm, empty grandfather must be very empty, maybe waiting for us to find him."

No one noticed that when Feng Qianchen said this, he had a little bit of determination and self-confidence in his eyes. I think he already knew that the truth was the same.

Leng Shangxian leaned against Feng Lingyu's arms and narrowed his eyes slightly: "well, if my sister can come back, it would be better. However, this hope is not endless."

Leng Shangxian regretted that he had listened to xiaobaozi's words. A child's words were not only taken seriously, but also had a glimmer of hope.

Looking at the struggle between Leng Shangxian's eyebrows and eyes, Feng Qianchen smiles cunningly: "mother, believe Qianchen, no accident, Qianchen takes you to earn extra money! Eh? It seems that it's wrong. In a word, mother, you should believe the steamed stuffed bun this time. "

Feng Lingyu and Leng Shangxian look at each other with some emotion and surprise. At this time, Feng Qianchen fiercely covers his mouth and pretends that he has never said anything.

Just now unexpectedly a impulse, so confident and mother said! If my mother knew I could guess, would she treat me as a monster instead of me!

"Son, you don't know something, and you're not going to tell the truth." Leng Shangxian cocks up her legs. Feng Lingyu follows her closely and looks at Feng Qianchen carefully.

Feng Qianchen's two little hands are behind him, twisting back and forth in the cold place that can't be seen. Both hands are intertwined, and a few drops of sweat appear on the tip of his nose.

"Mother, they don't know anything. Mother, they don't want others. They are not monsters." Feng Qianchen thought for a long time, and finally cried.

Children have never been able to hide their words, especially worried about being disliked by their parents. When they see their son crying, their heart melts.

He quickly got up from the swing and held Feng Qianchen in his arms: "baby, don't cry, you will always be your mother's baby."

Back and forth holding coax a few times, see the wind Qianchen honestly lying on his shoulder, just see to wind Lingyu, soul sound: "is the son of the dark devil, so will predict all this?"

Feng Lingyu receives the sound of Leng Shangxian, and his eyes suddenly coagulate. There has never been a rumor about the son of the dark devil in the demon world before. Feng Qianchen is the first person called the son of the dark devil by the holy world.

"It's very likely that there's really no one else to explain these anomalies." The wind made Yu's eyes heavy.Feng Qianchen is less than five years old now, and he already has the strength of the spirit emperor. Although the strength is virtual, it can still make people scared.

In particular, they can also use a lot of their own forms of dark spiritual power that can't be used.

He and Leng Shangxian are both the holders of multi lineage spirit power, but Feng Qianchen is not, which is enough to prove that the son of dark devil is not fabricated out of thin air.