In the flowers of the imperial garden, two small heads moved slowly, one in and one out.
With a bang, ye Wuyou was directly pressed to the ground.
There is no retreat. Ye Wuyou looks at the approaching pink lips and urgently pulls down the flowers on one side to block his lips.
The soft touch and charming fragrance of flowers make Feng Xiaoyou shy and excited at the same time.
Feng Xiaoyou slowly opens his eyes, and ye Wuyou immediately throws away the flowers in his hand.
Looking at Ye Wuyou with a red face, Feng Xiaoyou is also slightly red, "that, i... i... like you."
Ye Wuyou stares at Feng Xiaoyou with wide eyes.
"Xiao you..." xuexinmei''s anxious voice came from a distance.
Feng Xiaoyou''s face changed. Looking at xuexinmei not far away, he immediately got up from ye Wuyou.
Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of inexplicable relief and was about to get up when a villain rushed into his arms again.
Ye Wuyou subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his lips.
Looking at Ye Wuyou''s action, Feng Xiaoyou''s small face is dyed with two red halos again. "My name is Feng Xiaoyou. Don''t forget me. Remember to marry me when I''m 15."
Marry her
Ye Wuyou is completely disordered in the wind.
"Xiao you..." the anxious cry came again.
"I''m here." Feng Xiaoyou finally got up and looked at Ye Wuyou reluctantly. "You must come!"
With that, Feng Xiaoyou didn''t wait for ye Wuyou to answer, so he directly pouted his small ass and climbed out of the flowers.
Ye Wuyou stayed in place and couldn''t recover for a long time.
"Your boy has great luck. A girl threw herself into her arms when she was so young."
The narrow voice rang out abruptly, and ye Wuyou suddenly regained his mind. With a pair of big eyes open, he looked at Wen Xian wrongfully, "brother Xian, you can''t save yourself when you die."
Wen Xian glanced at Ye Wuyou coolly, "what can I save? I''m not giving you a chance?"
Ignoring Wen Xian''s words, ye Wuyou still looked at Wen Xian wrongfully.
Looking at Ye Wuyou''s small mouth, Wen Xian suddenly felt distressed, and his amber eyes flashed gently, "you don''t like that girl?"
The small eyebrow frowned abruptly, and ye Wuyou blinked with big eyes, "what is love?"
He still remembers what Feng Xiaoyou said just now. She said she liked him. What is love?
Wen Xianwei was stunned. He almost forgot that worry free was still a six-year-old child. How could he understand what love is?
After frowning and meditating for a moment, he found that he didn''t know how to explain. Then he chuckled, "don''t talk about this, brother Xian will take you to Bai Xianxuan to see Bai Lian."
"OK." Ye Wuyou immediately laughed happily.
The pool of white lotus in baixianxuan was his favorite. In the demon palace, his father planted a pool of white lotus for him, but he didn''t like it.
Small hand in hand, big hand, gradually away.
Xuelan hall.
Duanmuxi sat in front of the mirror, wiping her wet hair one by one. Suddenly, a big hand took her action.
Duanmuxi raised his eyes, saw Xuanyuan ink in the mirror and gently hooked his lips.
"Thinking about sheng''er?" Xuanyuan ink gently rubbed duanmuxi''s wet hair.
Duanmuxi frowned lightly, and his eyes crossed a touch of worry. He lowered his eyes and said, "Sheng Er, she still can''t forget ah Yan. I''m afraid she can''t come out in her life."
Fifteen years ago, although her life was saved, her heart was lost.
Xuanyuan''s dark amber eyes flashed gently, "if you can''t get out, don''t get out."
The deep voice came from the deepest part of Xuanyuan Mo''s heart.
"Huh?" Duanmuxi raised his eyes suspiciously and didn''t understand the meaning of Xuanyuan ink.
Looking at the confused duanmuxi, Xuanyuan Mo''s mind moved and his eyes darkened. "Everyone has their own destiny, and the children also have their own way to go. All we can do is support."
Duanmu Xi''s eyes twinkled, frowned and thought deeply.
Without waiting for duanmuxi to understand, Xuanyuan Mo directly picked her up and walked to the bedside.
Early the next morning, Liangsheng arrived at Xuelan hall.
"Have you really decided?"
Duanmuxi looked at Liangsheng kneeling in front of her and finally understood the meaning of what Xuanyuan Mo said last night.
Liang Sheng nodded firmly, "I have to find him. I don''t want to go down so unintentionally."
Last night, she thought about Han Xiao all night. She missed him very much. She wanted to find him. Whether she could find him or not, she wanted to give herself a chance.
"Get up." Duanmuxi sighed and reached out to help Liangsheng up. "Go if you want. Dad and mom support you."
Ah Xue is right. All they can do is support.
"Thank you, mom and dad." Liangsheng looked at Xuanyuan Mo and duanmuxi with reddish eyes.
All along, what she feared most was their opposition. At this moment, the big stone in her heart finally fell down.
Duanmuxi came forward and gently hugged Liangsheng. "No matter whether you can find it or not, you have to come back. We''ll wait for you here."
Liang Sheng nodded and hugged duanmuxi tightly.
She''ll come back. She''ll come back with him.
"Father and mother, sheng''er has gone." Liangsheng bowed deeply to Xuanyuan Mo and duanmuxi, then turned and left.
"Go to the ghost world." Looking at Liangsheng''s determined back, Xuanyuan Mo suddenly opened his mouth.
Liang Sheng paused, his dark purple eyes full of sadness, and then strode away.
As soon as Liangsheng came out of the Xuelan hall, he was stopped by three people: nuanshe, Hanxiao and Wenxian.
"Do you really want to go?" Warm se frowned and his eyes were full of reluctance.
Liang Sheng lowered his eyes and felt guilty at the bottom of his eyes.
Warm se sighed, suddenly came forward and hugged Liang Sheng, "go and bring him back."
Instead of looking at her in such pain, let her go.
"Yes." Liang Sheng''s tears twinkled and nodded firmly.
"Be careful on the road."
Looking at the worried eyes of the three people, Liang Sheng''s eyes flashed lightly, "with master, you don''t have to worry about me."
"Don''t worry, I''ll take good care of Xiao Si''er." An unreal and ethereal sound floated out of the icy jade flute at the waist of Liang Sheng.
Two years ago, after the resurrection of the empress of God, Xueyan finally lived in Bingyou jade flute again, and duanmuxi finally abandoned Bingyou jade flute to four small ones, but none of wense, Hanxiao and Wenxian was willing to accept it, but Liangsheng only reluctantly accepted it.
This time, Liangsheng went out to look for the hell, and Xueyan just went out to look for his third soul.
Only by gathering the three souls can he have a chance to resurrect and find his yun''er.
Hearing the voice of blood inflammation, the three finally put their hearts down.
Although Shifu is the body of the soul and sometimes a little careless, with Shifu, sheng''er should be fine.
"Take these and you may be able to use them." Warm se stuffed a pile of bottles into Liangsheng''s arms.
"Thank you, sister." Liangsheng hooked his lips and impolitely accepted all the bottles and cans.
The pill refined by the elder sister is not inferior to her mother. She naturally wants to take these valuable and marketable treasures.
"Xiao Si''er, these are good things for the third brother. They must be more useful than those for the eldest sister."
Wenxian on one side also sent a pile of bottles and cans. Unlike the white bottles of wense, Wenxian''s bottles and cans are all black.
"Thank you, third brother." Liang Sheng also accepted them all impolitely.
The third brother has loved making poison since he was a child. Many of the strange poisons he developed have never been seen by his master. The people in the Phoenix Palace, except their parents and fathers, have suffered from him.
Wen Xian is also reluctant to give up. He came forward and hugged Liang Sheng, "Xiao Si''er, come back early."
"Yes." Liang Sheng also hugged Wen Xian tightly.
She knows that no matter the eldest sister or the second and third brothers, the most painful thing is her, and she will come back as soon as possible.
"Here you are." Han Xiao directly handed over a purple magic sword.
Unlike the warmth of wense and Wenxian, Han Xiao is still cold, but there is a lot of reluctance in the bottom of his eyes.
Liang Sheng looked at the purple sword and thought of the soul sword of hell.
It''s as like as two peas. It''s almost the same as a purple and black gas.
Liangsheng raised his eyes and looked at the blue and black corners of Han Xiao''s eyes. As soon as his heart was warm, there was a touch of moving face on the bottom of his eyes. He refined it for her all night. The second brother always loves her so much.
"Thank you, second brother."
Liang Sheng took the sword and stroked it gently. The sword gave out a wail in an instant.
Cut the finger, the red blood instantly penetrated into the divine sword, the silver light flashed, and the divine sword instantly opened and became extremely sharp.
Liang Sheng looked at the magic sword rotating in the air, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, "Ziming, your name."
It seemed that after understanding Liang Sheng''s words, Ziming sword immediately made a long sound, flew to Liang Sheng and rubbed it gently, which was a little flattering.
Liangsheng patted Ziming sword with satisfaction. The weapons refined by the second brother really had different repercussions.
Put away Ziming sword, Liangsheng waited for a while, but Han Xiao didn''t come to hold her. Reluctantly, he came forward, rushed into Han Xiao''s arms and hugged him tightly.
The cold heart turned into a pool of water in an instant. Han Xiao stretched out his hand and hugged Liang Sheng tightly.
"Take care of yourself." The low voice is with infinite reluctance.
"Yes." Liang Sheng nodded, his eyes slightly wet, "help me take care of my parents, my eldest sister and my third brother."
Unlike the eldest sister and the third brother, the second brother has the smell of father, which may be the reason why she likes holding the second brother most.
Liangsheng left. She didn''t disturb anyone except duanmuxi and xuanyuanmo, as well as wense.
Ghost world.
Before leaving Hantian, Liangsheng came here.
Quietly sneaking into the room of hell and hell, looking at the same dust familiar with the scene, Liangsheng unconsciously wet his eyes again.
Fifteen years later, she finally got here. Reach out and touch everything in the room one by one again.
Suddenly, the door creaked.
Liang Sheng suddenly turned back. But she didn''t see the figure she expected, and her eyes darkened again.
"Xi''er girl..." seeing the cool Sheng in the room, the phantom''s face was full of surprise.
"I''m Liang Sheng." Cool Sheng frowns and corrects.
The phantom immediately reacted and bowed respectfully, "little master Liangsheng."
"Has he ever come back?" There was some expectation in the low voice.
Maybe he came back, but he didn''t find her
The phantom was slightly stunned, then his eyes flashed, a touch of gloom, and gently shook his head.
The expectation was dashed, and Liang Sheng''s eyes became dim again, "did he have reincarnation?"
The phantom shook his head again.
Liang Sheng frowned, "what does shaking his head mean? I don''t know, or not."
"I don''t know."
The phantom looks guilty. As people in the ghost world, they can know everyone''s life and death, but they can''t predict the fate of the ghost owner.
Liangsheng was disappointed again. "What do you know?"
The phantom''s eyes flashed slightly. After struggling for a moment, he finally opened his mouth, "the soul star of the ghost lord appears in the north."
Tell her, maybe she can bring the ghost owner back.
North?
Liang Sheng''s eyes brightened and he had the direction of the first stop?