Immortal Voices

Ye Qingfeng forced the gloat to not laugh, and pretended to hold the bamboo slip to his mouth, blocking the corners of the mouth that couldn't stop rising, and said, "Can the phoenix return my things to me when the crisis is lifted?"

Fu Yuhuang pretended to be stupid: "Things? I haven't got anything from you."

Ye Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he still swallowed softly, "That golden bead. Since Yu Huang is her sister and her water spirit beads in her hand, she won't be trapped in the next."

Fu Yuhuang was full of anger as if she was poked and she turned her head and said, "Shui Lingzhu was obviously Rong Ya's gift to me, and she forced my brother."

Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but feel astonished that he heard something like: "What are you talking about?"

Honor the Lord and marry a man? how can that be!

His master Bingqingyujiejie, it is impossible to do that kind of thing.

Fu Yuhuang forcibly explained himself, describing the body and another incarnation: "I have been inherited by the sword emperor, and it is too threatening to your Majesty. My brother has entered the palace for my safety, and His Majesty compensated me. . "

She smashed her mouth with lingering intent, taunting, "You will have to honor his Royal Highness as soon as you see him."

The words fell, and both sides were silent.

Fu Yuhuang: I went to the theatre without paying attention.

Ye Qingfeng: "..."

Fu Yuhuang her brother is definitely a blue-faced evil! The two spirit beads that she was looking for actually arrived in her hands, which was too embarrassing.

The silence between the two was not long before, and Fu Yuhuang took the lead to break the silence: "So you don't want to take it back when you get what I have."

Ye Qingfeng was helpless, Fu Yuhuang did not take the initiative to give him Jin Lingzhu, and he could not get it, after all, Jin Lingzhu's performance when he saw Fu Yuhuang was too dog-legged.

Thinking of the errand that the Lord gave himself, Ye Qingfeng had no choice but to find his third spiritual bead.

No way, after Jin Lingzhu was taken by Fu Yuhuang, he couldn't make a difference to the Lord.

Fortunately, he already had some clues about the trail of the third spirit bead.

After making up his mind, Ye Qingfeng was no longer entangled with Fu Yuhuang.

If what Fu Yuhuang said is true, her brother really became a royal husband, then he can't offend people.

Even if he respected the Lord, he did not dare to underestimate the power of the pillow wind.

"That being the case, it's not difficult to be strong in the future." Ye Qingfeng said very simply: "Let's separate the two of us here."

Fu Yuhuang raised a smile, meaning unknown: "I follow you."

Ye Qingfeng refused to think of it: "No."

This blunt refusal made Fu Yuhuang's gaze slightly. She had a smile in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth slightly tilted and tilted her head to look at Ye Qingfeng, who smiled reluctantly. ? "

Ye Qingfeng was justified: "No matter what, it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Yuhuang said unequivocally, "You don't let me follow righteously, I will follow you secretly."

Ye Qingfeng's expression was stiff, and he took a deep breath a long time later. He was very able to stretch out and said, "So, I'm tired of Yuhuang and I'm running all the way."

After the two reached friendly reunification, they headed for Jianguo together.

Rong Guo, the residence of the Imperial Palace Doctor.

Outside the courtyard, Hua Yan twisted a sunspot and landed gently on the chessboard. Yu Su held Baizi's hand for a while, and after a long time, he sighed, "Mr. Hua's chess skills are amazing."

When the words fell, he gave up.

The smile on Hua Ye's face did not seem to change a bit, but the polite smile was much sincere and the whole body was very pleasant.

"Master Yu is also very good." Hua Yan was surprised. "I also knew for the first time that Master Yu's chess was so good."

This game made him take a lot of thought, this kind of tricks you have come to me is really heartening.

There was a smile on Yu Su's face, and archway said: "Not as good as Master Hua."

At this time, the steward brought tea with a tray.

Yu Su personally poured a cup for Hua Yan, saying, "The manager really admires me. I don't know when the manager will start playing chess. This exquisite layout is really amazing."

This compliment was received with pleasure. He took the tea cup and took a sip, with a look of remembrance: "I would never have played chess. Later, the emperor once passed the time and took me to play together. From then on, From then on, I learned to play chess. "

It seems that when I thought about the past days, Hua Kui drew the corners of his mouth. The first emperor practiced swords, which was a gift of talent, but the chess skill was really difficult to say.

In order to play chess with the Emperor, he studied for two days and played against the Emperor two days later. He did not lose even a game. At that time, the expression of the Emperor made him afraid to watch.

In order to meet the intention, he deliberately lost chess, but the level of chess skills was too low and deliberately too obvious. After being severely beaten by the emperor, he devoted himself to studying it. When he lost to the emperor later, there was a trace Not leaked.

As long as Hua Yan thinks that he has such a high level of chess skills, there is a story of a pit man behind him. He reached out and wiped the cold sweat, and said, "We have another game."

In the small courtyard, the kettle on the stove was boiling, and the white steam filled the whole room, flickering like clouds, but none of the two inside noticed.

After listening to all of Rong Xian's words, Father Yu fell into silence, and Rong Xian also looked back on the past because of narrative reasons. His heart was complicated and difficult to distinguish, and he had no interest in speaking for a while.

Until the sharp scream of the kettle on the stove came, the two returned.

Rong Xian's voice carries her unique tenderness, like a sea that can tolerate everything: "Master, if you want to see Kusui, you can send someone to bring him from the Nether."

At first, she wanted Ye Wenchun to tell Shen Jiu Liu that he still had blood relatives in the Upper Realm, but unfortunately he had no chance until she left.

Grandpa Yu smiled bitterly: "The child was lonely since he was young, and he has not received the instructions of the previous patriarch. He will not recognize me."

After leaving the clan, he faced the clan in shame.

Ten thousand years is too long.

All the familiar and unfamiliar things become different, and your traces are consumed in time.

In the past, he used to think of it, but he was glad that it was long enough to wipe out all the pain, but today Rong Xian heard the ancestral teachings passed down from generation to generation, and he burst into tears.

The clan did not forget him, nor did the wives and children forget him, they all wanted him.

But if he was asked to meet the only remaining tribe, he flinched again, and the guilt and sorrow made the defeat impossible.

Rong Xian's clear eyes looked at this old man who had been dying for years. He looked serious and sincere: "Whether he will recognize you as an old ancestor, he should know that there are Yu family members in this world, and you should go See how this last tribe is doing. "

After a pause, she said profoundly: "The traction of blood will always make you meet one day."