His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Han Fei said with an ugly expression: "No, all over the world, there are still a lot of overbearing drugs that can be done. But to do this also requires the right time and place, and that person can use your common ground to produce results. So powerful."

Qiu Qingshu still didn't believe it, and said: "No, where is such a coincidence, I, I always thought it was a curse from heaven that would cause us to fall here."

Han Fei's eyes darkened and said, "You didn't do anything wrong, why do you want to punish you?!"

Qiu Qingshu was stunned, unable to say a word.

Yes, they did nothing wrong. They lived in this remote place from generation to generation, and even in order to protect the secrets of the goddess, none of them left. What they did wrong should bear such severe and painful punishment ?

Han Fei said word by word: "You are not wrong, the wrong person is me."

Qiu Qingshu raised his head and looked at Han Fei.

At this moment, Han Fei stood up, touched her face with her hand, and then tore off the entire human skin mask. Suddenly, the unparalleled face of Qingcheng revealed.

Qiu Qingshu was dumbfounded at once, his eyes couldn't move away.

Han Fei held a human skin mask in her hand, and said with a rigorous expression: "Some people regard you as medicine people."

Qiu Qingshu reluctantly retracted his eyeballs from Han Fei, a little blushing, no wonder he was so offensive. He hadn't seen such a good-looking person after he lived for so long. His eyebrows were exquisite and beautiful, just like, just like in the sky. Like a fairy!

Qiu Qingshu couldn't help muttering to himself: "Fairy..."

Han Fei's original serious expression couldn't be stretched anymore, and she laughed out loud and said helplessly: "I am not a fairy, I am a goddess."

Qiu Qingshu's face instantly blushed, and he didn't dare to look at Han Fei at all. He was even more irritated at how he had said this. Wouldn't it be the prodigal son who made the picture and abusive others!

"Yes, sorry, me, that me... wait, you, you mean, you are a goddess?!"

It wasn't until this time that Qiu Qingshu realized what Han Fei had just said. ,

goddess? ! Is the beautiful girl in front of me a goddess? !

Is it the legendary goddess? !

Qiu Qingshu's eyes widened and couldn't help but look at Han Fei up and down. Slowly, as if he was thinking of something, he turned around and ran towards the room.

Han Fei stood in the same place with a face full of doubts, looking at him in the room as if looking for something.

Before long, Qiu Qingshu walked out holding a picture scroll. The picture scroll was a little yellow, as if it were old, but it can still be seen that it has been carefully protected, and it is covered with a good layer. The silk cloth, which is completely different from the crudeness of the whole house.

Qiu Qingshu unfolded the scroll carefully, staring straight at the scroll, and looked at Han Fei again, his face completely stiff.

Exactly the same...

It's really exactly the same! ! !

The woman in the middle of the painting is exactly the same as the girl in front of her. This is really a goddess!

Han Fei glanced at the scroll somewhat curiously, and said, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Qingshu held the picture scroll tremblingly in his hand and turned around slowly.

Han Fei missed a beat when he saw the painting.

That is a painting that seems to be similar.

There are many people in the painting.

There is sitting in the middle, wearing a red outfit, smiling with her brows, the red ribbon on her hair is still fluttering, and beside her, standing beside her, there is a handsome chill, a white shirt, and the gentle look in her eyes is The description is extremely clear.

On the right, there is a cloud candle slightly farther away, and the quiet breath is undoubtedly leaked in the picture scroll.

On the side, there are Qing Yin and Luo Yun. In the picture, you can still see Luo Yun holding his arms with a bored expression, as if listening to Qing Yin's chatter.

In the latter part, the nine army generals with different temperaments, but full of energy, are either standing, opposing, or struggling, and the soldier's breath has not been concealed.

A huge white tiger lay quietly at her feet, and those tiger eyes were still looking at her diagonally, as if guarding the owner.

this is……

The only time they gathered all their staff was recorded by the painter.

Han Fei still vaguely remembered that that day was her birthday.

It was an extremely lively birthday celebration, with lanterns and festoons, and the celebration was extraordinary. At that time, they had not been famous in the world, had not yet created a brilliant military industry, and were just a small group of unknown nationality.

At that time, the war had not yet started.

They laughed and clamored, and toasted at that birthday celebration, and she had a whim and asked a painter to draw them down, only to have such a picture scroll.

However, after that generation, the war began. The endless battles made them never so easy again. It can be said that it is the most beautiful memory.

But with the ups and downs of the war, Han Fei once thought that this picture had been lost, and did not expect to meet it here again.

At this moment, Han Fei had some tears.

She found that she missed and missed even more than she thought.

At that time, she was the real one, the one who had not been changed and had not learned the worldly sophistication.

Seeing that Han Fei’s eyes were red, Qiu Qingshu said, "Here, this is what my father left for me. He said that if he meets someone who claims to be a goddess that day, he will take out this picture scroll. Then everything will be understood."

As Qiu Qingshu was talking, he was sighing. It turned out that his father really didn't lie to her, the goddess really came, and the goddess did not abandon them at all.

Han Fei watched the scroll for a long, long time, until it was the best, and was very cautious to re-roll the scroll, which was somewhat torn and seemed to be torn with a little force, and she held it in her hand. , Obviously very light, but it feels heavy.

Han Fei took a few deep breaths before calming down her emotions. Only then did the eye moist to endure abruptly.

She suddenly raised her head, looked at Qiu Qingshu, and said word by word: "I won't let you face such death again. I will save you one by one."

Qiu Qingshu's heart shook, and then knelt down suddenly, clenching his fists against his chest. That was the posture his father had taught him. It was the posture that Han Fei had just done before. It was the posture that the Ninth Army saw the goddess.

In the ear, is his father's words.

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[Qingshu, if you meet the goddess, if your father is no longer at that time, then you are our new general, you must lead everyone back to the team! 】

"Final General Qiu Longjun, see your Majesty Goddess! All members of our army, come back!"

Han Fei choked her breath and said with a smile: "Qiu Long, welcome to return."

At this moment, Han Fei felt that the burden on her shoulders became heavier.

She set her mind, everyone on the picture scroll, she will not give up one of them, not one of them!