Chapter 487

The dark sky Ni's eyes flashed slightly, and her eyebrows were silent. She turned around and left the pavilion in the plum garden with song Ningyu. The eyes of the woman leaning against the pavilion column gradually faded down. In a daze, it seemed that someone stood beside her and sighed slightly. The sigh was similar to that of a drunk fairy.

Father... Did you come to pick me up?

Ming Tianni followed song Ningyu thoughtfully. This place is a little remote from the Cloud City. Song Ningyu spent some effort when looking for it. In the distance, a low-key and luxurious carriage stopped in front of everyone, and the carriage pulled by two horses was a little crowded. Song Ningyu sat next to Gong Zilin, and Ming Tianni sat opposite Baili burning song.

Baili burning song held the woman who had been poisoned into the five internal organs. Ming Tianni stared at the woman with cold eyes.

"Burn a song for a hundred miles!"

"I'll take her back to Baili divine Valley for burial." Baili burning song wiped the blood stains on her lips bit by bit with a plain cotton handkerchief. Her tone was so soft that it seemed as if she spoke loudly. The woman would be awakened. Ming Tianni was so angry that her face turned blue. She stood up and raised the skirt of Baili burning song and roared endlessly.

"Wake up! This woman is dead! Dead, you understand!"

Song Ningyu patted Ming Tianni's arm and said lightly, "the poison of love can't be solved. Let him go!"

Ming Tianni turned around, stared at Song Ningyu in surprise and shouted in a low voice, "what do you know about them? Burn songs for hundreds of miles. Today I'm going to wake up you ungrateful bastard!"

She raised her face towards Baili Shaoge and was about to greet her. Baili Shaoge held her wrist tightly with one hand. Her eyes were sharp and her tone was cold: "why do you take care of me? Mingtianni, you'd better take care of yourself." she threw mingtianni's hand out fiercely. Mingtianni was so angry that she pushed open the window of the carriage and jumped out.

Baili burning song held the cold body in his arms more and more tightly. His thin lips pursed into a straight line. His eyes were red, but he just didn't make a sound. Song Congyu hung his eyes and finally turned into a sigh. He patted him on the shoulder, but he still didn't say anything.

At this time, song Ningyu can't go back to Cloud City again, and Baili burning song wants to go back to Baili divine Valley, so song Ningyu can only go to Hongmeng first with Gong Zilin and summon the big white bird. They go towards Hongmeng white horse temple. Baili burning song holds the woman in her arms and thinks about what song Ningyu left him when he left. Everything should be seen with heart, not eyes.

When your eyes can't give you the answer you want, you might as well ask your heart.

Is that right?

Ming Tianni was very angry and went straight out all the way. A woman in white black clothes stood up in the wind. The heavy snow was flying all around her. The woman stood in front of her with an expressionless face. Her tone was a little numb and there was no fluctuation: "please, your honor." even the polite words were directly ignored.

She had no choice, so she floated away with the woman in white. When she saw Chunsu again, Ming Tianni was a little surprised. In the wind and snow, Chunsu was sitting in an exquisite wheelchair, with a fine copper censer with curling cigarettes beside her. In front of him was a small red clay stove. A woman in white knelt in front of him and cooked red plum wine for him.

Chunsu smiled with the wine lamp on her lips and raised her hand to Ming Tianni: "come here and try red plum wine."

Ming Tianni stood behind Chunsu with some uneasiness, some late condensation. It is said that the high priest's mood fluctuates. Killing and saving people is only a moment. No one dares to approach him because of his cruel means and the poison of his mind. He has the right to execute people and the obligation to save. That sacred position even exceeds the king of Huangdao!

"Do you want to say it again?" the cold state raised low and caught a trace of unhappiness.

Ming Tianni sat in front of Chunsu with great anxiety, and her eyes stared fiercely. Why... She felt that the high priest was older! He didn't see it thoroughly with his mackerel gauze, but he always felt that it was different from usual.

"High priest, how can this happen?"

Chunsu picked her eyebrows and cooked wine with the plum blossom in the cup. The God of wine was sejing and said, "sometimes what you see may not be true."

Netherworld Ni drooped her eyes and no longer spoke. It seemed that it was such a thing to say. However, her pure hair seemed to be whiter and more elegant than before. Her slender body seemed to be much thinner!

Between the lightning and fire, the dark sky Ni's eyes flashed slightly, holding a wine glass and whispered, "your honor, why don't you return to the island?"

Chun Su sat in a wheelchair, looked at the flying snow outside the pavilion and whispered, "soon."

The netherworld Ni drooped his eyes and thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "your honor... But are you worried about the princess?"

Chunsu held the cup and looked down at the red plum blossoms floating in the white jade cup in silence.

Song Ningyu was only one step away. Although Gong Zi was around now, he was still worried.

The wind and snow in Tangguo will only be endless. Even if the sun in winter is warmer, it's useless if it's not until noon. It's just a bright light. The night is deep and the cold wind rises. Few people dare to persuade him if they don't say he wants to enter the house.

The high priest has never been able to persuade anyone. No matter how much he said, he just asked for trouble in the end. Gradually, the people around him became silent. They would only take a thick and warm fur, but would never ask pure vegetables to go back to the house.

The wind and snow mercilessly folded into the pavilion. Four women in white looked at each other, silently retreated out, and blocked the raging wind and snow outside with transparent canvas.

"How about Xingxiao?" Chunsu blew away the heat rising from the cup. There was a face that mingtianni didn't dare to look directly in the shawl. She lowered her head and pressed herself lower and lower, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

"He Lian's eldest son... He has probably returned to Huangdao." He Lian's smiling figure is not seen in the inland. Ming Tianni is a little nervous, holding a small white jade cup in his hands.

"Well, you don't have to look for it anymore. The snow emperor sent you here. What's the matter?" Chunsu turned his cup and looked at the bright paper Pavilion. The wind and snow were wanton, and people were wrapped in it, as if they were in a warm place, with a carbon basin at each corner. Although Chunsu didn't say it recently, he seemed to be more and more afraid of the cold and wear more clothes.

Pure has a strong internal power. You should not be afraid. You just don't know why. In the end, it weakens a lot. People on the side are worried and can't help at all.

Ming Tianni's hand holding the jade cup tightened slightly, lowered his eyes and said: "this is a task given to me by his Majesty the snow emperor."

"If you don't tell me, I know. If you have that ability, just do it. I... I don't know anything." Chunsu blew away the heat from the wine cup, hooked her lips and smiled gently. There are too many things hidden in her eyes like the sky, or Chunsu knows too many things.

It is said that Chunsu knows astronomy and geography, knows the present and the future.