Chapter 1971

"What's the matter, my lord?" An elegant middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and looked at him anxiously.

If Gu Fenghua and Luo en were present, they would recognize that this middle-aged man is Xu qianmiao, the chief manager of qianjinzhai of Guanghua kingdom in Tianji continent. And he respectfully called adults, in addition to the night cloud silence who can be?

Ye Yunji didn't answer his question, but his brow was locked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My Lord, is something wrong with Miss Fenghua?" Xu qianmiao asked tentatively.

"It's OK. It's OK." For a long time, the night cloud is quiet and says with relief. Look at that slightly undulating chest, but it seems that some mood is difficult to calm.

"My Lord, Miss Fenghua is gifted and resourceful. You don't have to worry too much about her." Xu qianmiao comforted and said.

"Here, after all, is the infinite holy heaven." The night cloud stillness shook to shake head to say. Previously, in order to explore Gu Fenghua's situation, he consumed a lot of thoughts, and his voice was full of fatigue. This is thanks to the help of magic dragon. Otherwise, in his current situation, even if he did his best, it would be difficult to explore Gu Fenghua's situation.

"My Lord, why don't I inquire about Miss Fenghua?" Xu qianmiao said.

"No, she's OK. I have another way to find her." The night cloud stillness says. If the magic dragon hadn't recovered, he wouldn't have had so much trouble to find Gu Fenghua.

"My Lord, your injury has not yet healed. Now it's the critical moment for blood and soul to meet. Don't move the Holy Spirit." Xu qianmiao said anxiously.

"You don't have to worry. I can tell which is better, and I won't act rashly." Night cloud stillness sees his worry and says with relief.

If you really know the difference, you won't hurt yourself to see her last time. Xu qianmiao secretly said something, but he didn't dare to say it.

"You go out first. I'll be closed for a while." The night cloud stillness says.

"Yes, my Lord." Xu qianmiao bows and retreats. When he leaves, he can't help looking at the night cloud with worried eyes.

When Xu qianmiao left the hall, yeyunji stretched out his finger and drew a rune on the ground. Then he bit his fingertips and spilled a drop of blood on it.

This Rune doesn't look complicated, but when the blood drops fall on it, it immediately gives off a dazzling golden light, with a tick, a stroke and a pick on it, it seems so simple and natural, as if the road was made by nature.

As soon as the golden light flashed, it turned into a streamer and flew towards the distance. Then, a dark shadow went with it at a speed hard for the naked eye to reach.

The runes on the ground disappeared, but on the face of cloud silence at night, there was more tired color.

"Fenghua, wait for me. It won't be long before I come to you." The night cloud is silent, looking at the setting sun gradually falling on the horizon, whispering to himself.

In front of my eyes, it seems that the graceful figure, the flawless face, and the resolute eyes hidden behind the weakness emerge again.

"Ask the world what love is, only ask people to agree with each other..." Xu qianmiao face the wilderness, back to the hall, but as if to feel something, secretly sighed.

After sighing, he patted his forehead heavily: No, this poem is not read like this. How could it be read like this accidentally.

Xu qianmiao subconsciously took out a book from his arms, looked at the two characters of Xianchi in the corner of the book, and raised his eyebrows: who is this Xianchi? Come out, come out, I promise not to kill you!

……