Nangong moon has been hidden in the dark, the Nangong Wende search action all revenue eyes.
Nangong Wende searched for the temple for more than an hour. He carefully searched the side of the temple, even the walls and the ground. Even every tablet and the altar for the tablet were carefully searched, and no trace was found.
Although not reconciled, but carefully rummaged for several times, only a face of frustration left.
After Nangong Wende left, Nangong yueluo also left quietly.
Nangong yueluo returns to qingfengyuan and can't wait to open the things that Shoubo gave her. She opens the yellowing coarse cloth. But she finds that it is wrapped with an ordinary book of poems, and what she collects is just some poems.
Nangong yueluo frowns. Qianyuxue gives an ordinary poem to his eldest uncle before he dies. What's the purpose of this?
Tsai Tsai carefully looked through the book dozens of times, and found nothing different.
Unable to understand the poem, Nangong yueluo couldn't sleep well, and now she was clicking word by word. Even took the candle, in front of the candle to find some clues, still failed.
As Nangong Wende in the ancestral hall to find Phoenix blood and tears in general, nothing. But Qianyu Xueding will not give this poem to Shoubo before he dies for no reason.
She hesitated when she saw Shoubo take out the book, which shows the importance of the book.
He rubbed his sore temple and burned his brain. He had to reluctantly put the book into the medical space and forced himself to go to bed. At this time, the sky was already white.
Nangong yueluo didn't sleep long, and the noisy voice approached qingfengyuan.
A large group of people in the early morning shouting: "kill the witch, kill the witch!"
As soon as Nangong Ji heard the sound, he got up. Zhihua, Lei Yingjie, Lei Ziyang and Nangong Ji stopped at the gate of the courtyard.
Know summer then go in to call South Temple month fall.
Nangong just fell asleep when the moon fell. He was so sleepy that he was awakened by Shisheng. He was angry.
At this time, the clamour went straight through the sky.
"Kill the enchantress, kill the enchantress!"
Nangong yueluo's sour eyes are deep and cold. It's very good that a group of craftsmen can enter prime minister's residence and rush to qingfengyuan. Good, it's really good.
Nangong yueluo puts on her clothes and walks slowly with the help of zhixia. She is elegant and noble.
Mori Leng's eyes flitted over the people present, which made people shudder and shiver.
Nangong Wende pretends to be a kind father.
"Fellow villagers, you must have misunderstood. Although my daughter is a little out of line in her daily life, she can't be a witch. "
The south palace moon falls, the lip cape is tiny to hook up, is wearing the shallow ridicule.
"Prime minister, don't speak for her. It's said that your daughter is cowardly. The prime minister has never cultivated her, nor has he ever heard the prime minister invite famous doctors to teach her medical skills. All of a sudden, she was cowardly, arrogant and had some strange and terrible medical skills. "
"She is a witch. Only when she uses magic can she be loved by the king who is bloodthirsty and can't get close to her. He wants to pick the stars from the sky and give them to her."
"Prime minister, you can tell me why other women in the world will kill when they are close to the king. You are the only good daughter who can make the king hold in her arms and love her in every way. It's like holding it in your hand for fear of falling, holding it in your mouth for fear of melting. "