"Chongchong! Chongchong, are you okay?" Xi Mengliu frowned, looking at Yifeng's purple eyes full of worry.
Que Hentian held her wrist tightly, and no matter how hard she struggled, there was no sign of her loosening.
Due to the sudden heavy injury, Yifeng was unconscious for about half a moment. When Shi Meng's shouts came into his ears, he quickly regained his consciousness. He raised his head with difficulty and gave Shi Meng a comforting look. His eyes were as blue as water.
His eyes were slowly turning dark at this moment.
He is a seven-color dish, and his eyes have no fixed color, but they always show a carefree blue color on weekdays. If they are in crisis, they will show different colors, but the darker the color of the eyes, the weaker the power in his body.
.
He Fang once told Shi Meng about this when he transformed into a human form.
Now, as if in a dream, I saw that his face was pale and his eyes were as dark as ink, and I already knew that he was seriously injured.
"Don't worry, he won't die. Miss Meng, please come with me and don't keep the Lord waiting for too long!" Que Hentian had no expression on his face and glanced down at Simeng.
Shi Meng was worried about Yifeng's safety, but he had no choice but to have a cultivation level but no knowledge of magic and spells, so he could only watch him being taken away by those black bird guards.
"Que Hentian! Where did they take my brother?" Xi Meng twisted his sleeve with her backhand and asked.
"Miss Meng, don't worry. You will naturally see him when you get to Yunshui Palace."
Que Hentian raised his eyes to look at the sky. Yifeng and the others were no longer there, so he let go of the hand that had been holding Xi Meng, took a step back, and saluted respectfully.
Yunshui Palace, Hanchen Palace.
The red gauze tent is warm and fragrant, and a cool breeze blows through the curtain.
Shi Meng was wearing a lavender gauze skirt and lying on the edge of the window, her brows furrowed, and her uneasy eyes betrayed her mood at the moment.
I don't know where Yifeng was taken by them. She had been imprisoned by Que Hentian in this deserted palace for an hour, but not even a single figure was seen.
At first, she wanted to try to escape from here, but she didn't expect that as soon as one foot reached out of the palace door, it was bounced back hard by an invisible force, causing her butt to hurt.
According to her meager knowledge of spells, this palace must have been enchanted by the broken black bird. She was still young when she arrived at the Departure Palace, and even learned trivial matters such as flying so-so.
Don't mention those magic spells, they are basically ignorant.
In this way, I can only run and walk back and forth in this huge palace, which is considered as exercise.
But she is a homebody at heart. She has never exercised for twenty years. After running this lap, she was exhausted, sweating profusely, panting, and her fair little face was as red as a red fruit.
Hey! I thought God took pity on her and allowed her to come to this other world to experience a fantasy journey, but she didn't expect that less than a week after arriving, she was kidnapped and detained by others one after another. She even got the big caterpillar to follow her.
How sad it is to suffer together!
She lay lazily on the edge of the window and murmured: "Hey! Fortunately, the wood is not there, otherwise I would have been involved..."
Under the corridor outside the palace, Cang Xuan was half-squinting his slender eyes, looking at the purple figure in front of the window in a daze.
Like a dream, you are finally here.
You know, he has been waiting for this day for thirty years. If the little demon next to him dared to disobey him, he would have been killed long ago due to his temper.
It is true that this purple jade butterfly is no ordinary little demon. As long as he can get her, no matter what price he has to pay, he will never hesitate.
It only took a moment for him to receive the news from Que Hentian, and he couldn't wait to see her.
But he stopped under the corridor for a long time and never took a step in.
For him, this moment of silence was truly rare.
The figure in front of the window was looking up at the moon. The expression on his face was not clear, but a low sigh could be heard.
Is she unhappy? He shouldn't let her wait alone in this cold dust palace for a long time.
Cang Xuan raised his hand to brush his hair that was messed up by the wind, and walked quickly into the palace.
Shi Meng heard the footsteps and turned to look at the palace door.
His red hair was lightly gathered behind his shoulders. He wore a plain white shirt that fluttered slightly in the wind, revealing a touch of honey-colored skin on his chest, and his strong figure was vaguely visible.
This man was truly stunning, but unfortunately he only had a good face, but his thoughts were vicious. Xi Meng knew who Cang Xuan was, but at this moment, he still pretended to be surprised and trotted forward.
"Brother, why are you here? But you know that my sister and I have been kidnapped by that cruel lord, so you came here to rescue me?" Shi Meng held his wrist tightly, looking at him deeply with her purple eyes, searching eyes.
Look straight into his eyes, as if you want to see through him.
Cang Xuan then remembered that she didn't know his identity.
But now that she is here, there is no point in hiding anything anymore, so he lowers his head and smiles softly at her, holds her soft bare hands in his palms, and chuckles: "Meng'er, I really can't remember who Cang Xuan is at all.
?"
Xi Meng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes when he heard this, his eyes slightly cold, and then he raised his eyes and gave him a very charming smile: "Meng'er really doesn't remember, could it be that Brother Cangxuan is not the unicorn breeder of Yunshui Palace? But?
The real owner of this Yunshui Palace—the Lord of Lijing?”