Chapter 1354

"Welcome, everybody." Before people arrived, the ethereal and soft sound of nature first floated into people's ears.

The voice is soft and refined, like a clear spring in the mountains, which is pleasant to listen to.

Han Xiangdong's face was as pale as possible, forced a smile, and took the initiative to meet him at the door.

Gu Batong suddenly got up, a circle of fat on his waist trembled, trotted forward and shouted from a distance: "sister Yun, sister Yun!"

The rest of the invited guests got up to greet them. Even if they didn't, they also got up to show their respect.

Only Xia Qingchen still kept the posture of leaning back and closed his eyes.

Everyone looked forward to the coming of cloud painting heart costumes.

Dressed in a gorgeous and unique nine Caixia Phoenix gown, it dances with the wind, setting off the face of the prosperous age.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong are all crazy. They look at the cloud painting heart like a fairy without blinking. It is difficult to describe the shock in their hearts.

I also kept my eyes on them. It was not the first time they saw cloud painting, but every time they met, they could not be worth beating their hearts.

"Gentlemen, you are polite." Cloud painting heart came to the living room and gave a gift.

Elegant and fascinating.

Arrogant and uninhibited Han Xiangdong, at the moment, converged and gave a gentle salute: "see Miss Yun."

Yunhua responded with a smile, but his eyes did not stay on Han Xiangdong for even a breath, but looked for the legendary son of empress Nanyuan Feng.

Unfortunately, those who came to meet were familiar faces and had no expectations.

She couldn't help looking at the handmaid around her, which meant that the other party didn't come?

The maid hurriedly lowered her voice and said, "I asked the guard. There are people from Baiyun villa who come here with your letter."

Already here?

Yunhua couldn't help looking into the living room. She separated the crowd and stepped into it.

In such a big living room, it was empty and looked to the end.

At one glance, she saw the summer light dust resting silently in the corner, and her eyebrows immediately wrinkled: "how is it you?"

He invited the son of empress Nanyuan Feng, not a despicable villain who pursued himself by dirty means.

Xia Qingchen shook the invitation in his hand: "didn't you invite me?"

Yun Huaxin recognized at a glance that it was a letter to Baiyun villa leader, but how could it be in Xia Qingchen's hands?

"What about Baiyun villa leader?" Asked Yun Huaxin.

Xia Qingchen just realized that yunhuaxin didn't know that Baiyun villa was owned by Xia Qingchen. He casually said, "it's inconvenient for Baiyun villa leader to come. Let me represent it."

If so!

Don't mention how disappointed you are in the heart of cloud painting.

She appeared in full dress just to make a stunning impression on the son of empress Nanyuan Feng, whom she had never met.

But the other party sent a subordinate with bad conduct.

"What's your relationship with Baiyun villa leader?" Cloud painting heart almost questioned.

Xia Qingchen looked at her lightly: "just think I'm his servant."

Or just a servant?

Yunhua was extremely disappointed and deeply humiliated. The son of empress Nanyuan Feng was too disrespectful to her.

Solemnly invited, in exchange for a servant representative.

A simple conversation caused no small waves in the house.

"It's a little servant for others!"

"Inexplicably, the servant is still so arrogant, challenging Han Xiangdong?"

Everyone questioned you and me.

Obviously, it is humiliating for them to participate in a private exchange meeting with a servant.

Han Xiangdong finally caught the handle and sneered: "I said, why do you participate in Miss Yun's private exchange meeting? It turned out to be a human's dog leg!"

He pointed to himself and the others present: "any one of us present is much more noble than you. This is not where you can come!"

Xia Qingchen smiled faintly and disapproved.

"People should have a sense of shame. Don't drive you away?" Han Xiangdong pretends to be a gentleman. The real him has already started beating people.

Xia Qingchen said leisurely, "when did this become your territory of Han Xiangdong, and you gave orders?"

"Or is it that Miss Yun's heart belongs to you, only you follow?"

He glanced at Yu Guang and remained calm, leaving Han Xiangdong's cloud painting heart in trouble.

The latter turned pale and urgently refuted the rumor: "Your Excellency misunderstood! Concubine and young master Han are just ordinary friends and have nothing to do with each other. "

She pretended to be the host and said to Han Xiangdong, "young master Han, you are also one of the guests. I hope to maintain respect for other guests."

Han Xiangdong secretly bit his teeth and looked modest: "sorry, I said more."

He lowered his head and glared at Xia Qingchen fiercely, showing his ferocity.

Xia Qingchen didn't care and said, "in that case, should we show the fairy's private collection as soon as possible?"

Yunhua calmly smiled at the crowd like a spring breeze: "childe and miss, please follow me."

She led a crowd to a closed attic.

When the door was opened, all kinds of old things had been displayed inside.

Everything is covered with the vicissitudes of years, and many of them have rotted to lose their original appearance.

"The first floor is a waste area. Although they are all ancient things, none of them has ever been a sixth order nirvana. Unfortunately, they have been eroded by years and become scrap iron." Brief introduction to cloud painting heart.

The crowd watched with amazement.

Yunhuaxin is the only one who can collect underwater relics. Its collection is that the tomb keepers are curious.

"It's all from some advanced martial arts civilization." Han Xiangdong regretted it.

Gu Batong fumbled his chin: "I heard from my father that the mainland was once a sacred land of martial arts and Taoism, and countless outstanding people have been born."

"But since the fall of the king of dust-free thousands of years ago, the world has changed dramatically, and the aura has passed rapidly. The former holy land has become a wilderness now."

"Only Linlang Island remains, but not half as good as it used to be."

Hearing this rumor, everyone was disappointed.

How prosperous should the mainland be thousands of years ago?

No wonder at that time, many super powers and even gods were born in the mainland.

But now?

For hundreds of years, not to mention gods, even the sun can no longer be conceived.

In the last hundred years, even the big moon no longer appears.

The decline of the mainland can be called a cliff fall.

"These should be the relics of the ancestors of the mainland thousands of years ago who fell on the seabed when they expedition overseas." Gu Batong looks back on the past and sighs with loss.

People are immersed in the regret of the passing of previous prosperity, but the cloud painting heart has climbed the stairs on the second floor.

Her eyes filled with awe: "the second floor is the relics of the king of dust-free God."

what?

The whole audience was surprised. A thousand years ago, the God King who ruled nine days and ordered the world?

Is the summer light dust, all spirit shock.

Have his relics?

That's unlikely. He left the world for thousands of years. Except for a few of his relics in the temple, the outside world can't have them（ Tomorrow (12:30 noon)