Gong Zilin swept his eyes and brushed his sleeves. His black and gold robe just showed his domineering spirit! "I don't know," he said, raising his head, raising his chest and eyebrows

"..." Feng touched his nose and quietly followed Gong Zilin behind. Recently, he always felt that Gong Zilin's character was very strange. To be exact, it should be cloudy and sunny.

The weather in Hongmeng is indeed more comfortable than that in Tangguo, but it also lacks the fun of having four distinct seasons.

Song Ningyu changed into a man's dress and stood on the street in a elegant and slender shape. It doesn't seem so abrupt in a place like Hongmeng Chang'an City, where there are so many flowers, beauty like clouds and handsome childe like forests. Only occasionally, several people will take a look at Song Ningyu, and then they will be surprised by heaven and man.

Chang'an is prosperous. Almost every inch of land and every inch of gold. Thick soil and water count all the jewelry storage pavilions in Chang'an city. Waiting for song Ningyu to give an order, this behavior looks like a bandit's talent. Recalling that Gong Zilin was just a simple and clear order when he was looking for mu Lianzi for Chihiro.

No money to buy lotus seeds? The problem that violence can solve is not a problem. At that time, song Ningyu thought he was a bandit.

However, which emperor has never been a bandit? It was just filled into the Treasury in a proper name.

The weather in Hongmeng today is similar to that in Tang kingdom in the light of autumn. The night comes into thousands of homes, and the lights rise all the way. There are not so many festivals in Chang'an City in winter. Rich people come and go. There is a dark force in Chang'an city. According to Yunshui, it is about the underworld Hall of the Xie family, but the Xie family is in retreat, Song Ningyu doesn't mind speeding up the Xie family.

Looked up at the rising moon. Well, if she's gone, Gong Zilin will come to see her on a big date.

Song Ningyu turned around and went to the west of Chang'an. Compared with other areas of Chang'an, the West was full of gold. The local snakes in the West once launched a plan to attack the city. The Imperial Palace came down, but they were almost the last step. As a result, the Empress Dowager calculated and gnashed her teeth. The Empress Dowager imprisoned the man in the palace. It is said that she killed him secretly.

Yunshui stood beside song Ningyu, slightly wrung her eyebrows and advised, "Lord, the west end block is not safe, please think twice." she told song Ningyu how to run there?

Dark clouds slowly blocked the moonlight. Among the lights in Chang'an, I didn't worry that I wouldn't see the road because of the dark. The people walking on the street were in a hurry because of the low weather. Song Ningyu suddenly remembered that time in Chaoyang City. Gong Zilin seemed to be standing with her in such a storm.

In the torrential rain, he tied all the red ropes to Sansheng stone.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the winter wind blows coldly. Song Ningyu's thin clothes float in the wind, and suddenly feel a little cold.

"The west end should be cleaned up sooner or later. Now the weather is bad. Please go back to the inn with your subordinates." Yunshui holds a long sword and looks around warily. There is murderous gas. The strong murderous gas is pouring towards her!

The wind blows on my face. Although there are dozens of small cities off the coast of Chang'an City in Hongmeng, if there is any big movement on the sea, Chang'an city will be affected. Due to the proximity of water, water transportation is fast and convenient, it also drives the economy of Chang'an city. Can the Millennium capital be destroyed overnight.

The west end is a chaotic area. Officials below grade II in Chang'an City dare not go to the west end alone.

Song Ningyu stood at the corner of the west end street, looking at the carriage stopped by one side, raised her eyebrows. The carriage was made of gold and jade, and the hanging ornaments looked carefully. Under the light, it still emitted light, like a diamond. The aloe fragrance came with the wind as the curtain was lifted.

The man was wearing an ink robe with open teeth and claws, which appeared in front of song Ningyu. With the luxury of his body, song Ningyu looked up and his eyes were slightly provoked. Prime Minister?

Although the prime minister's residence is expensive, it is not so expensive!

The prime minister Wuhua saw that she was a little surprised. A sharp flash flashed in her eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet the childe here. It's really a coincidence."

Song Ningyu glanced at the gorgeous and heinous carriage and smiled: "it's really a coincidence!"

Yun Shui gripped the long sword in his hand, and a man's lazy voice came out of the carriage: "Wuhua, don't you get off the carriage alone?"

Song Ningyu's heart tightened. This person... Is Ouyang fire! Besides Ouyang Huo, is there another person in Hongmeng who claims to be lonely?

The wind rose wildly. The carriage pulled by the eight horses had hoof prints in the wind, and the iron palm made a clear sound under the horse. Wuhua stretched his hand into the carriage and smiled coldly at Song Ningyu.

"Please get off."

Ouyang Huo wore a purple and gold robe and blew fiercely in the long wind. Ouyang Huo swept song Ningyu's eyes. One hand naturally hugged Wuhua's slender waist. The afterlight crossed song Ningyu's expressionless face, folded the fan gently in his hand, swept song Ningyu's eyes, hooked his lips and smiled.

"The childe looks really familiar, but have we met?"

Song Ningyu disguised herself as a man. She lowered her eyes and hid the inexplicable disappointment in her eyes. Even she didn't know what she was disappointed. Yiheng seemed to be Ouyang Huo, who smiled brightly at her. She was capricious and overbearing, but hung a smile that could melt everything. When did she become so indifferent?

Ouyang Huo should treat her like this. She lowered her eyes: "childe Xu is wrong."

Purple Gold robe, who doesn't know it is the symbol of Hongmeng monarch? Ouyang Huo coldly hooked his lips and covered the bitterness at the bottom of his eyes. Song Ningyu, song Ningyu, since you're gone, why come back? It's good for you and me to meet on the battlefield. You die and I die!

Raised Wuhua's chin, Ouyang Huo smiled coldly: "meeting is fate. Since we have come to the west end, let's go in together. What does Wuhua think?"

Wuhua nodded and smiled: "what the childe says is what it is."

The action between the two is simply beyond the scope of the monarch and the minister! Song Ningyu was almost so frightened that her eyes fell down. She silently mourned for Xie Si who was thinking about how to sleep with Wuhua. If Sheth knew, what kind of sadness would it be?

What surprised her most was that Ouyang Huo was so obscene that he didn't even let go of the prime minister around him. Looking at this, he probably had seen through Wuhua's identity.

As they walked into the west end together, it was about the acquiescence of the two masters, and no one came to stop song Ningyu, but the water was blocked outside. At a glance, carved LAN yuche in the west end street looked at the precious things in the west end street. Even the children in the West end street were playing with the blue wash inherited by the emperor for thousands of years.