Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Master Shui, wait for another day, I will meet again." Husky's voice sounded in the temple, rolled up a strong wind, Baili Liumo quickly turned around to protect her in the arms, the strong wind dispersed, Zhong Li annihilated Traces, and the surrounding scenery has changed back to the original appearance, they are still in the temple at this time, the difference is that at this time a familiar white figure appeared in front of their eyes.

He looked at the two people hugging each other, surprised, and smiled bitterly, maybe he was really late, and nothing more.

"When I come back to this temple, this temple has something to ask you." Baili Liumo's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Beichen Moxuan, who spoke a lot, and said coldly. He has restored the awesome power and memory of the Shui tribe more than ever before, a momentum that surpasses all things.

"I see." Beichen Moxuan lowered her head slightly and said with a helpless smile. He came back, as he did a thousand years ago. As always, he was domineering. In the past, she would converge because she was his. Now he has the advantage. All the pride and domineering are at a glance. Shaking his head, this is the real him, isn't he?

"Are you okay?" He looked back at her, his eyes filled with worries, examining her injuries, and raising her hands to pull the black spiritual power out of her like a silk thread, the pale blue spirit. Force was injected into her body, and the chaotic spiritual power in her body gradually became stable under the soothing of his spiritual power, and her physical discomfort gradually disappeared.

"I'm okay." She shook her head gently, looked up at him, still the same, and the familiar taste, but she always felt that there was something different, it seemed that he was farther away from her, where he was Her status is higher than her, everything becomes unreal at this moment, and even she has some doubts about whether the person in front of her is really the one he knows.

"If there is such a thing next time, see how I teach you!" Baili Liumo stared, warning viciously. Raising her hand and pinching her nose, her voice contained deep concern, saying, "It's okay, do you know? My heart has just stopped beating just now. The next time you make me so worried, You see I won't lock you up and let you out again. "

"Okay, okay, I know, not next time." Leng Yetong put out his tongue, rubbed his head, and said apologetically. The heart was warm, maybe she thought too much, no matter how much she changed, he still did not change her, not at all.

"It's been a long time. Welcome back, Luo Yan." Beichen Moxuan took a deep breath and showed a smile. He took a few steps forward, walked in front of Luo Yan, and extended his hand to him. It has been missing for over a thousand years, and I really miss it. It turned out that there was such a face under Luo's mask, such a handsome and evil face. Thinking of having heard the statement before, I couldn't help smiling.

"Sorry, I didn't let you see a scarred face." Baili Liumo seemed to be able to see through his mind and said lightly. Raised his hand and hit him with a punch, smiling slightly. Luo Yan and Beichen Moxuan are not the existence of the enemy, but a very subtle existence. They are attracted to each other, connected to each other, and understand each other. The two people should be brothers who talk about each other, but because of love, this relationship Become subtle.