Chapter 427

She wanted to ask, why can you see it again? But when the words came to his mouth, he was blocked back by the demon's face. He didn't want to know, but couldn't ask, so he had to worry and find the answer himself. Even if it would take more time and energy, he was willing to do whatever he did.

Love has a magical power that binds two people who have nothing to do with each other. Prosperity and the world of mortals become spectators. They only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. This is the only person in the world that can allow you to be prosperous and safe all your life.

"Stay, don't go." the low voice was infected with three begging and seven sensibility.

Song Ningyu held his face, raised her eyebrows and gathered away the worries in her eyes. She grabbed Gong Zilin's wrist. Gong Zilin quietly grabbed her hand. Everything was like a secret contest. The more song Ningyu wanted to touch his pulse, the more he wouldn't let it. What was he afraid of? Or, what are you upset about?

"Gong Zilin! Are you hiding something from me? Frankly, you can suffer less." he raised the demon's face. Song Ningyu raised his hand and pulled Gong Zilin's thin white face. Gong Zilin cried out in pain. Ming Tianni leaned against the door, knocked on the door, raised his eyebrows and stared at Gong Zilin's deep eyes in surprise.

"The cloud city is full of red maple leaves, and my sister just caught up." her eyes flashed across song Ningyu sitting in Gong Zilin's arms, and there was a bit more banter. In this play, who is the actor and who is the audience, only Gong Zilin is a fan.

"Roll" Gong Zilin's face was gloomy for a moment. He blurted out a simple and rough word. It seems that he can speak so smoothly now!

"Ning Yu, come and give my little Lord a warm hug to relieve my lovesickness these days!" Bai Lifen song shook over from the vermilion brown door with a jade flute in his hand, and his eyes were irreparable!

Seeing song Ningyu staring at his Jade Flute, some little complacent Yang Yang said with a smile: "how about looking for the military master Qingdi to learn?"

Song Ningyu stared for a while, and Ming Tianni snorted contemptuously: "what kind of music do you have on the table? Where did you get the courage after all? You can show it." most people in Huangdao are omnipotent. They don't say they are proficient in their Tao. They can take out one at random, which is also the master who can talk!

In the eyes of Ming Tianni, Baili burning song is just a useless little Lord who has nothing to eat, and what he relies on is only the glory in Baili divine valley. Song Ningyu would think so if there was no final battle in Baili divine valley. However, after that war, she saw the forbearance and strength behind this man, and hid it to this point, which was heinous.

Bai Lifen song pointed to himself, stared at him, and his eyebrows jumped: "my little Lord is showing off? Ask Ning Yu, how good does my little Lord blow in the morning? I saw it on the wall! It was specially blown to Ning Yu!"

Gong Zilin tightly clasped song Ningyu's wrist, twisted his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "morning?" in the morning, he also heard the sound of the flute, but it was definitely not the dawn when song Ningyu returned. About an hour ago, or exactly, when Feng came to report that song Ningyu would return to Cloud City at dawn!

Song Ningyu's fierce eyes swept over the dandy's face of Baili Shaoge. Baili Shaoge looked suspiciously at Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin, turned away from the dark Tianni who was waiting to see the play with his arms, and muttered, "what's the matter? I said something wrong? Didn't Ning Yu have long..."

Ming Tianni slammed the door and almost didn't clip the tall nose of Baili Shaoge. Holding Baili Shaoge's collar, he sighed contemptuously: "how did you meet such a pig teammate!"

"What pig teammate? What did I do? Tell me clearly. Don't drag my collar. I tell you, I'm afraid when I'm angry..."

The main house fell into silence. Song Ningyu murmured his dry lips, some uneasily skimmed the ground and the mosaic carpet of Begonia brocade, and his heart was as thin as the number of parallel Begonia flowers on the top.

The silent atmosphere gradually became full of pressure, but song Ningyu felt that it seemed as long as the whole autumn after a cup of tea.

"I admit, I did not let the wind tell you until I came to Cloud City." those eyes stared at Song Ningyu, not warm, not salty, not light, even expressionless. The hands they held became colder and colder, as if the body temperature was rapidly disappearing. The temperature close to death made song Ningyu feel flustered.

Gong Zilin loosened his grip on her hand, put his hand into his wide sleeve, and raised his lips with a sneer: "so, have you been watching my jokes in the dark?"

Song Ningyu looked down at the thrown away hand, with a thin layer of cold sweat on the palm. She was worried about how to explain to him so as not to hurt him, or to make him believe that she wanted to protect him!

Clearly want to protect him, but do not know, in fact, he is the one who hurt him the most.

"Ah Lin, I'm not..."

"You go, Hongmeng is better than Tangguo. Don't come back after you go." Gong Zilin pushed away the person sitting opposite in his arms and left song Ningyu with a thinner back. The sun folded into the house pulled out a depression shadow.

"Hongmeng is better than Tangguo? Gong Zilin, what do you mean? Am I the kind of person who climbs the power and attaches the Phoenix? If I'm such a person, do I need to run around for you? I'll give you a chance and tell me the truth! If you tell me, I won't go. I'll stay with you whether I live or die. Tell me!"

Each other's hearts understand what the truth refers to, but in the end, no one said it.

Gong Zilin closed his cold hand in his sleeve and clenched it into a fist. His evil face turned back to song Ningyu. Yan Yin bit it tightly and tried his best not to make a sound. If song Ningyu looked at it carefully at this time, he would see that Gong Zilin's eyes were gradually losing focus and becoming dark as ink mist and without color.

"You go. My Tang Kingdom doesn't need a queen who serves the king of the two countries." the voice is very light, but the weight is very heavy. Song Ningyu nodded fiercely, pointing to Gong Zilin.

"Well, that's great! What do you mean by what you said? Gong Zilin, you said that I was your support. You also said that I would be the only one around. I'm a slim and loving wife. I can't think about it. I can't think about it. I toss and turn. What's this?" song Ningyu shook his head and smiled bitterly. Is this person or Gong Zilin?

"Sorry, I thought I could, but now I find that I can't! Go back to your Hongmeng and be your queen, or go back to Huangdao to be your emperor. Xiaotang country can't accommodate you." in the understatement, the breath trembled slightly. Song Ningyu was angry and completely ignored these, Song Ningyu stared at the depressed and thin shoulders. The mist in her eyes was so blurred that she couldn't see the gently vibrating radian.