Yang God

"This voice...........Is it really a girl?" Hong Yi heard the sound coming from the sedan chair, and his heart beat fiercely, even he was clearly audible.

Because this voice is exactly the same as the Lantern Festival encountered in Qiuyue Temple, there is no difference in tone tone.

Upon hearing this voice, Hung Yi finally confirmed his own conjecture thoroughly. The woman in the red dress of the sword fairy man is the noble and noble emperor, the princess of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and the white fox. relative.

The most conclusive guess was in my heart, but Hong Yi’s heart felt even more confusing. The identity of Yuan Zhen was like a fog, and he himself was involved in a fog.

Of course, the tumbling of Hong Yi’s current mind, no one can guess at the scene.

However, it is obviously not appropriate to mention the Qiuyue Temple now. Now it is Huanggui who came to Houfu to recognize the relatives of the province. Hong Yi knows that the things in the Qiuyue Temple and the Glen are only hidden in the heart forever, and they cannot be revealed a little bit, otherwise huge. The consequences are not what he can afford.

"The maiden recognizes Xiaohou as a relative, and Xiaohou is inexplicably afraid. Today, the maiden phoenix drives the provincial relatives. Xiaohou is only greeted with clear water, and the number of rituals is not comprehensive. Please ask the maiden to punish Xiaohou."

Hong Xuanji was all over, and the voice was a word. It seemed to be the right one. The words like gold fell on the slate, and it was hard.

This tone, respectful, stereotyped to the extreme. Show the imperial court minister, the foundation of the community.

However, Hong Yi heard the voice of Hong Xuanji, and there was an inexplicable chill in the depths of his heart. This chill is like a sword, and the words are compelling. They are all sent to the Lantern in the sedan.

"Wu Wenhou's ritual is very thoughtful. But it is too luxurious. Afterwards, we are all family members. We don't need such politeness. Every year, as long as the emperor is too late, the palace will come back to the province to solve the problem. Missing the pain of my hometown." The Lantern in the sedan chair heard the sound, light and clear, round and round.

"Fuzhong Xingmumu built a house with a lot of Yuantu style for the maiden, and asked the maiden to move to the house, so as to reduce the thoughts of the hometown." Hong Xuanji was covered.

"Okay." Yuan Zhen agreed, and the big sedan was lifted again and went to Zhengzhen.

After Yuan Hao’s mobile drive, the entire Houfu’s talents rose up and surrounded by a group of old mothers, and the old moms followed the excitement.

This is a rare and rare thing to do, even if you have seen the world's hono is new.

What's more, Yuan Zhen, a relative of the pro-province, Wu Wen Houfu immediately became a royal family, and even the slaves in the mansion also had light.

Hung Yi is surrounded by a large number of brothers and sisters, and he is surrounded by his own mind, but he will not call himself when he thinks about Yuan Zhen.

"Hung Yi, I heard that you have practiced martial arts? Where did you learn from it?" At this moment, Hong Yi suddenly felt that there was more than one person around him, and his fragrance was raging with a heroic spirit.

Turning around, I saw that I was wearing a white silk gown, wearing a jade gold fork on my head, and dressed like a lady like Hong Xuejiao.

Hong Xuejiao likes to wear a strong warrior suit, clean and neat, riding {shoot} exquisite, heroic and cool, martial arts high-strength, this is a recognized thing in the entire Houfu, but today the Lantern Lady is driving, she will dress up in the morning.

"I just read the book and practice the shooting." Hong Yi saw Hong Xuejiao.

"Oh? Then you practiced well. I heard that Changle Xiaohouye is in the scattered flower building and you are more than shooting righteousness. You have five arrows and you have won one of his fire Rome 'chasing horses'. I got the Princess Zhennan to give you the beloved sabre '斩Shark'." In Hong Xuejiao's words, with no admiration.

"Ok."

Hong Yi answered a word.

"Good brother, can you lend me the shark for two days? If I don't want you, I will borrow me for two days." Hong Xuejiao suddenly touched Hong Yi with his elbow.

"Good brother?......." Hearing this title, Hong Yi was a little numb, but he did not say anything.

"Shrimp sword" is a weapon of the gods, cutting iron like mud, such a sword, Wanjin is hard to find, even if it is Hong Xuejiao's identity, it is difficult to ask for one.

Undoubtedly, this sword is also the treasure of the people who practice martial arts. The martial arts people have this sword, and the lethality suddenly increases tenfold. No one does not want it.

"You will lend me two days, or a day, right. You won the horse, aren't you still a groom? I have five horses, and there are more than a dozen horses. I will give you two or three. They are all extremely experienced people. Are you afraid that your sister will borrow it? Is it good for me?"

Hong Xuejiao hurried.

"I am fascinated by the shell, peek at her martial arts, but also remember to complete the tiger magic to practice bone fist, although it is secret, but it is her love, since it is borrowed, I am still this human relationship."

Hong Yi thought, then said: "Well, wait for the Niangniang province to go back, you come to the osmanthus room to take it. My horse, it is indeed the groom to take care of it, you adjust two."

"It’s a good brother, let’s say it.” Hong Xuejiao opened his eyes and smiled. He turned and went to the front.

Later, the group went to Zhengfu and entered the large garden in the main house. They saw a large cedar-built dome in the middle of the big pool in the middle of the garden. It seemed to be a fortress and full of exotic flavors.

"Wu Wenhou, you built this Yuantu Fort is really the same as my hometown, it is difficult for you."

Far away, Yuan Zhen got off the sedan and was supported by several eunuchs. He walked into the dome house and lowered the bead curtain. The people in Houfu were respectfully outside.

"For the maiden, it is the honor of Xiaohou." Hong Xuanji ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard that you have a son named Hong Yi, quite poetry. I don't know if I can be present today? "Silence for a while, the Lantern in the bead curtain talked again."

Hong Yi’s heart is tight.

At the same time, he felt that all the eyes of the entire Houfu had been shot on him, and he was always uncomfortable. Looking up and seeing Hong Xuanji, but unexpectedly, Hong Xuanji seems to have no one like, and does not look at him, still squatting: "How does Xiaohou’s reputation become the phoenix of the maiden? Hong Yi, you come out , see the goddess."

Hong Yi said that he stood up.

Just after Hong Xuanji spoke, Hong Yi stood up and a **** shouted: "Yuan Lan Niangniu gave Hong Yi pen and ink, paper, and a poem."

The two eunuchs each took a pen and ink, and set up a table to make Hong Yi go forward.

When Hong Yi stepped forward, he saw the curtain of the bead, faintly about a beautiful face like a fairy, which was exactly what he met at Qiuyue Temple that day.

"Hong Yi, I would like to thank you for answering my question that day, and helped me a lot, but I didn't think you were the son of Wu Wen Hou Hongxuan."

Just as Hong Yi peeked at the face of Yuan Zhen, suddenly, Hong Yi’s heart sounded deep inside.

This is not the words in the mouth, but the conversation directly printed in the soul of the gods. Obviously, this is the Yuan Zhen who speaks with the soul of the soul.

"Hong Yi, you don't have to be surprised, I and Zi Yue are one of the eight great devils in the world."

It seems that I feel the doubts of Hong Yi, and the voice of Yuan Zhen is ringing again.