Chapter 223

Song Ningyu's eyes flashed a trace of disgust. She raised her hand and patted the hand caressing her eyebrows. It was clearly disgusting. Song Ningyu felt a faint sense of intimacy. She lowered her eyes, swept her eyes, raised her eyebrows and said, "one day, I will avenge all this with my own hands."

Chunsu smiled softer and softer, nodded and said with a smile, "good, don't let me wait too long."

Song Ningyu glanced at Chunsu, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a gauze mask, turned and walked out of the attic.

The maid beside Chunsu looked at Song Ningyu's figure who left proudly, frowned and said, "Sir, why do you have to raise a tiger?"

The breeze blew the pure face, and the maid suddenly dropped her eyes and said nothing. All the people who could see the pure face were dead, but in a moment, the woman disappeared silently in front of the other three people, which was very similar to song Ningyu's lift. The woman in front of her was like powder and dispersed with the wind bit by bit.

Song Ningyu stepped out of the attic and just walked a few steps. One hand was tightly held by the cool big hand. Gong Zilin's joking voice sounded from Song Ningyu's ear: "the lady will throw it down for her husband alone. Did she see any lover?"

Song Ningyu subconsciously glanced at the elegant sitting position, where there was a half pure shadow in addition to the breeze blowing the gauze curtain. She lowered her eyes and didn't hide her way: "see a person, verify some things, meet by chance."

The long street where people came and went became more and more lively in an instant. Countless people ran towards the river with lanterns. Song Ningyu was so crowded that he became angry. Gong Zilin stretched out his arm and firmly protected song Ningyu in his arms. Under a riot, song Ningyu was quiet in Gong Zilin's unique arms.

He, xu my eyes, hope I'll be well all my life. He, xu my shoulder, accompany me to wander all my life. He, xu my hand, accompany me all my life.

"Come on, someone over there is performing magic. Go and have a look."

"Yes, I heard it's awesome. There's nothing in a box. A lot of butterflies came out in an instant..."

Song Ningyu raised her eyes slightly and looked at Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin nodded and said with a smile, "if the lady wants to go, let's go."

With the crowd, song Ningyu was rushed to the busiest direction by the crowd. There was a platform on the small river. The people on the platform saw it very clearly. Those people dressed up as folk wandering artists. Their facial features wanted to be deeper than those in Chaoyang City.

"Let's show you a program of head changing!" the Lang Lang voice sounded, and the crowd was boiling like a frying pan. Song Ningyu tightly held Gong Zilin's hand, looked at the two people lying on the counter for a moment, and blinked. Can you really change your head?

In Song Ningyu's suspicious gap, the two people had been put together side by side. The two pieces of cloth covered their heads respectively. In the blink of an eye, the people stared at the two faces. When they opened the cover again, the two faces seemed to have been changed, showing a trace of difference.

The crowd was boiling again.

Gong Zilin shook his head, and the corners of his lips aroused three evil spirits. The little girl on one side always pushed towards Gong Zilin from time to time, which made Gong Zilin very angry. The cold look didn't scare the little girl away, but became more and more generous and touched Gong Zilin's back.

Gong Zilin looked disgusted and pointed his fingers. The girl immediately settled there. "It's boring."

Song Ningyu looked back at Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin picked his eyebrows and said with a smile, "madam, look carefully at the things on the two pieces of cloth. Can't the two thin skins stick?" the man in front of him looked so smart and complacent. Song Ningyu secretly looked at the solid abdomen with an elbow.

"Go..."

"You certainly haven't seen how the emperor in the bamboo grows..." song Ningyu didn't hear anything else. She only heard the four words "the emperor in the bamboo". Isn't that the emperor in the bamboo? Only one jade word is missing, but maybe it still has something to do with it? There was a cold flash in Gong Zilin's eyes.

The people on the stage brought a basin of tall bamboo. Under the bamboo was a water tank full of soil. Gong Zilin slowly raised his lips and said with a smile, "it's just a trick. Let's go."

Song Ningyu stood there and looked at the bamboo motionless. The shape of the bamboo leaves! It's triangular, but it's another direction. It's almost the same shape as her jade!

"Gong Zilin, these people must catch these people and ask what's going on after all!" bamboo emperor jade must be related to bamboo emperor jade. Seeing song Ningyu's eagerness, Gong Zilin raised his wide sleeves and clasped song Ningyu's shoulder.

"Calm down..." a figure on the jade platform quickly ran to one side silently. The fat girl who was pointed by Gong Zi disappeared. At that moment, they jumped under their feet and chased the man in the direction of disappearance. When the tide surged, the figure suddenly approached and far away, as if waiting for them.

The two chased to a broken Temple all the way. The figure flashed into the temple and disappeared. A faint fragrance came to her face. Song Ningyu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Gong Zilin's mouth and nose, but Gong Zilin fell straight towards her.

"Gong Zilin! Who! Play tricks and come out for me." the bottle in his hand turned quickly while talking. A pill pushed Gong Zilin's mouth and lost smoke? Why didn't she respond?

A dark figure came out slowly, evoking a cold smile. Song Ning Yu stared at the broad black robe. The black robe... The emperor of the kingdom of glass!

"Playing tricks? Now you've made me neither human nor ghost. Song Ningyu wrote down the misty Dharma sect, and I can let him go. If not, destroy the hatred of my royal family and sacrifice it with your blood today!" there was a thick old look in the voice, as if you were 50 or 10 years old in a moment. Now, like an old man living on the verge of death, a pair of eyes stared at her.

Song Ningyu picked her eyes and smiled coldly: "Your Majesty, the emperor of the kingdom of glass is really not human or ghost now. If you don't know, you think it's a ghost!" the emperor of the kingdom of glass didn't die. Gong Zilin's men can't miss a person. What's the matter with the people in front of you!

"Song Ningyu, I didn't expect you to die. Hahaha, you think I don't recognize you with makeup? Gong Zilin is lying here now, so I want him to taste the humiliation of his beloved woman and let him taste it. What is life better than death!" the more people in front of him say, the more crazy they are. Song Ningyu sees the trace of snowflake at the bottom of the green bottle in his hand.

Under the bottle, only song Ningxue's things will be printed with such a trace! Isn't song Ningxue not dead? It's impossible. She clearly sent Feng to watch it in person. How can it go wrong again!

Song Ningyu lifted his sleeve, and the silver needle in his hand aimed at the emperor of the kingdom of glass in front of him.