Turning his eyes from the painting, Xuanyuan Yi looked at Ryukyu and said, "it's only because it's convenient for her to leave, and she left quietly after the reward.

Ah, general Murong's office announced that it was dead, but I don't know if I left and went to her place.

Ryukyu, do you know that when you are young, you are very much loved by Murong Yi, because he also loves your mother very much.

Unfortunately, she just left. Murong Yi didn't care about you because of his love and hate. I know that very well. "

When Ryukyu heard this, he said with a heavy brow, "what are you going to say?"

This Xuanyuan Yi is telling her a story. The past has passed. She is Murong and not Murong. She is not very keen on her mother's past.

If we meet, she will naturally take the place of the original Murong Ryukyu to honor her mother. Because she came back as Ryukyu again, it would be equal to taking over everything of Ryukyu.

But now, she has absolutely no interest in her biological mother.

Xuanyuan Yi listens to Ryukyu's saying, shakes his head slightly, and says slowly: "I don't say the cause of things, you won't understand why you and we are like this today."

After a pause, ignoring Ryukyu's expression, he continued: "she's gone. How could widows and Murong's house give up.

They want to find her, and the few want her.

We have searched almost all the seven countries and finally got some news overseas. But that's the news. We dare not to look for it. We dare not to look for it. "

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Yi's eyes flashed a flash of fear, and Ryukyu's eyes were sharp. It seemed that he had got to the point.

"That's not where we can go, and her identity is not what we can get."

The emperor of heaven can't afford to be touched. Ryukyu is a little confused.

Five fingers are clasped unconsciously, and a heavy breath begins to spread in the room.