Chapter 389

Emperor Fu Yao was surprised by his unexpected turn, but fortunately, in the last round of fantasy, she had changed her disguise.

"Who are you?" Nangong Changqing gave a cold drink.

"Just a passer-by in your life." Now that she has been discovered, she is calm.

Nangong Changqing's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled. Looking at the woman in black and with a mask in front of her, her vigilance fell.

Unconsciously, I believe that this woman is not a bad comer.

"Since you are a passer-by, please go." His tone was cold.

Emperor Fuyao looked at himself in the inner hall, and at the prince's sentimental appearance. He had already understood.

Fantasy can clearly reflect a person's inner desire.

In the prince's dreamland, there is neither his king in the world, nor his support for three thousand beauties in the harem.

There was only one of her, which showed that he really had himself in his heart.

But her friendship with the prince is just friendship.

Since there is no love for the prince, she will cut the knot quickly.

"Is she the woman you like?" Emperor Fu Yao smiles.

Nangong Changqing looked back at the "emperor Fu Yao" in the inner hall of his eyes, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes showed a touch of warmth.

"Yes He readily admitted.

"Does she like you?" Emperor Fuyao asked again.

Now Nangong Changqing was silent.

"Fuyao... There should be someone you like." After a brief silence, he laughed.

Smile, with a bit of relief.

Emperor Fu Yao's words stopped for a moment. Even the prince could see that she had someone she liked?

Is it that obvious?

"I just want to look at her like this in my lifetime. As long as I am happy, I don't care."

Nangong Changqing's eyes were deeper, but there was a trace of sudden and clear.

He understood that Fu Yao only regarded him as a friend. If he had love for him, the engagement ceremony would come true.

From the time she said it was just a plan, he understood.

At first, he was not reconciled, but on the main hall, he could see that there was a ghost emperor in Fuyao's heart.

The ghost emperor of Beicha also has a heart for Fu Yao. No matter how much he likes Fu Yao, he will not do that kind of dirty tricks to get her by the most despicable means.

If this is a dream, it is also the most beautiful dream

Emperor Fu Yao didn't expect that he would say such a thing, but it also saved her from slandering him again.

"Prince, you will meet a woman who can really accompany you all your life. She will accompany you to the world and laugh at the ups and downs."

Nangong Changqing Yang lips a smile, nodded, "borrow your auspicious words."

As soon as his words fell, the whole picture began to twist and tear.

Emperor Fuyao understood that this was the prince's liberation from the dreamland.

He can extricate, for her, it is not a kind of relief.

The fantasy changed again.

This time, I saw the dreamland, which was even more mysterious than the previous few.

Emperor Fu Yao only saw a dark place, where Yin and Yang were upside down, as if they had been attacked by a nuclear explosion. The land was full of scars, and it seemed to be in danger in the boundless wilderness.

She looked along the road and finally saw someone in a pool of blood.

In the pool of blood sat two children, the older about five years old, the younger about three years old.

Their clothes were all soaked in blood, and they sat still in the pool of blood.

"Whose illusion is this?"

Emperor Fuyao was puzzled and moved forward quietly to see the faces of the two children.

They are very delicate and beautiful. Even if their faces are covered with blood and they are in a mess, it is hard to conceal the extraordinary posture of the dragon and Phoenix.

She noticed that the older child was holding the smaller hand all the time, and the smaller one was shaking because of fear.

The sky is extremely dark, two people sat in the pool of blood, don't know how long, the wind is piercing, constantly blowing two people small body.

Her intense curiosity kept her from observing.

"Brother... When will parents come back?" The little boy shivered.

"We'll come, we'll come... We'll wait here. My parents will come back." The elder brother patted his younger brother to comfort him.

Brother did not notice, brother's hand is also slightly shaking.

As if he already knew that the so-called waiting is just endless despair.

They sat in a pool of blood, waiting for seven days and nights, and finally nothing.

The little boy was so hungry and cold that he couldn't hold on and fainted in his brother's arms.

There is nothing here but desolation. What's there to eat?

The elder brother had no choice but to cut his wrist and feed him with blood.

With the nourishment of blood, my younger brother's face finally improved, but because of the heavy injury, his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Don't die, don't leave me alone..." brother clenched his teeth, constantly luck forced blood to speed up, a steady stream of delivery to his brother's mouth.

With the loss of blood, the elder brother's face became paler and paler, and he seemed to faint, but the younger brother's injury did not improve.

But the elder brother also only has this kind of clumsy method, attempted to keep the younger brother's life.

"Lying trough, is the child crazy?" Emperor Gou you was shocked and sighed, "these two children have been greatly injured, and the elder brother's injury is definitely not lighter than his younger brother's. He wants to exchange his life for his life, for fear that he will die in the end."

Emperor Fuyao was so frightened that he couldn't bear to see it any more.

She wanted to show up and help the poor child.

But she also knows that this is a mirage, for the master of mirage, even if she does it, there is no practical help.

"The remaining evils of Zhan?" All of a sudden, a smile like broken jade interrupted her who was ready to break the illusion.

"There's an outsider at last!" Emperor Fuyao quickly found an excellent location to hide.

At this time, a white body like snow swayed into her eyes.

"Shenxi" She was surprised that it was Shenxi!

Shen Xi came down from the sky like the God of heaven, and fell in front of them.

He came here in white, in sharp contrast to the desolate environment.

"Save my brother..." brother holding dying brother to help this God like man, a pair of dark eyes is unyielding stubborn.

Shenxi looked at them from a high position. The corners of his mouth rose faintly and his tone was a bit unexpected. He sneered: "shenti was really born in the Zhan family."

Emperor Fuyao had never seen Shenxi's expression before, and there was some fierce hatred in the accident.

It's kind of chilling.

"Save my brother..." after seeing what Shenxi asked but not what he answered, his brother pleaded again in a low voice.

"I can save your brother, but you must promise me a condition that you will be my slave all your life, and you will not betray me. If you dare to betray me in the future, you will pay for it with your brother's life. Do you agree? "

Shenxi said lukewarm.

"As long as you can save my brother's life, I promise you!" After all, my brother nodded for my brother.

Shenxi only pointed at it, and the dazzling streamer formed a slave brand in the void, and instantly branded it on his brother.

"What's your name?"

Slave brand to the depths of the soul, so that the pain of his brother scalp numbness, the whole body twitch, but his back is still straight.

"The night is deep."