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

"Go back, this is not the place to talk." Leng Yetong looked at the interaction between the two people. Perhaps there was something she didn't know between the two people. Yeah, he was the reincarnation of the young master Luo Luo. When the seal in the body is lifted, the memory of the previous life will also be restored. The sudden extra pity between the two people is also because of that memory.

"Let's go." He nodded slightly, responding slightly. Holding her hand, she turned around and walked towards the temple gate. Before leaving, she did not forget to turn around and tell Beichen Moxuan, saying, "There are only two horses. You can find a way to go back yourself. If you arrive first, you will The study room of the King's Palace is waiting for us. If we arrive first, you will come again tomorrow. "

"Why do I have to wait until tomorrow?" Baili Momo's words made Beichen Moxuan one puzzled, two puzzled, and three puzzled. His head was covered with question marks and asked in doubt.

"Because this temple doesn't like waiting for people." He took it for granted that there seemed to be few people waiting for him. I looked at the person in my arms, thought about it, paused, and added, "If you arrive later than us, it will disturb Hitomi's normal sleep. Combine two reasons, if you use Divine power can't reach the Jinan palace before our horse. This temple sees you go back to Phantom Island. The outside world is too dangerous for you. "

"You ........." Beichen Moxuan was speechless, three black lines slid down his head, and looked helplessly as they left. It's still the familiar person, but ......... Frown lightly and touch one's chin with one hand, but why didn't he find his mouth so much before? Isn't the aquarium master Luo Yan always famous for his cherished words like gold? He smiled and shook his head. It seems that in time, everyone has changed, and maybe only he is still sticking to the rules. Standing in place, chanting a spell, the body slowly became transparent and eventually disappeared, leaving only a few petals of magnolia flowers flying in the night sky.

The dilapidated temple returned to silence, without the imprisonment of Zhong Lijun's spiritual power, and there was no such gloomy place. Stepping out of the temple's door, the surrounding terrain began to change noticeably. Just like the distortion of time and space, forming the distortion of light and shadow, everything around it also becomes distorted. Baili Liumo's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand. The light blue spiritual power enveloped the twist, and the twisted position gradually calmed down, and then returned to the original state.

"Hey, yeah, yeah! Yeah!" Xiaohong hissed when she saw her, and her two front feet lifted up, trying to rush up to slap her, but the reins on her neck stiffly stopped it He looked back at the reins tied to the tree, and hissed a few times at her dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I know, I'll let you go." Leng Yetong smiled gently, lifted his feet and walked to Xiao Hong, untied the reins on his neck, and got freedom. Xiaohong held her head around her, causing her to make a silver bell laugh.

"Hey, hey!" Hey, Xiaohong stopped all the moves, and said something seriously to her.

"You said someone was here? Who is it?" Leng Yetong frowned slightly and asked quietly.