The girl in the purple skirt pulled her companion and walked into Youlan Lake. While walking, he said: "Oh, anyway, I'm going out to get some fresh air, not where to go. The scenery of Youlan Lake is unique, every season has its own scenery, how can you get tired of watching it. " The female partner pursed her lips and replied: "There are so many lakes in Yujing City, and the lake is much more beautiful than Youlan Lake, so it's okay not to stroll around. "What do you know?" The big black and white eyes of the girl in the purple dress flickered, and she approached mysteriously and said, "There are so many people here..." As he spoke, a handsome young man in a moon white gown, a lun scarf on his head, and a folding fan in his hand walked up to the two of them. He gave a big salute and introduced himself with a smile: "Xiao Zi'an, please ask the two young ladies......" "Ha ha..………" Before the other party finished speaking, the girl in the purple skirt giggled and pulled up her female companion and ran away.
Only the handsome young man was left standing there with an embarrassed expression on his face. "See it, how can other places compare with Youlan Lake!" The girl in the purple skirt teased her female companion with a smile. The female companion nodded lightly, as if she was still a little bit reluctant, and looked behind her every step of the way. Seeing her like this, the purple skirt girl simply let go of her hand. "Look at your worthless appearance, you just came in. Go, go, up to two hours. " "Know it!" The female companion responded, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned around and ran back. After watching the female companion talk to the handsome young man who came up to strike up a conversation before, the purple skirt girl slowly looked away. "Xie Zian, this name doesn't sound nice at all..." The girl in the purple skirt muttered, her eyes swept around, and finally she sat down on a stone chair near the lake. She looked like the kind of lively woman who chased butterflies wildly, loved to laugh and make trouble, and sounded like a lark when she laughed. But now he was sitting quietly on the chair, looking at the lake full of spring water, without speaking, just watching quietly. During the period, young men who claimed to be romantic came up to strike up a conversation, but each of them was dismissed impatiently by the girl in purple skirt with a few words. She obviously said that she was the one who came rushing towards people, but now she is also the one who finds people annoying. I don't know why. The girl in the purple skirt hugged her legs like this, squatted on the stone chair, and stared at the mirror-like surface of Youlan Lake for more than an hour. Maybe his legs were numb from squatting, maybe he was tired of looking at the lake.
The girl finally broke away from the clay sculpture-like state, and while putting her legs down, she was talking to herself. "I am so silly." The girl in the purple skirt snapped her fingers and counted earnestly: "There are twelve months in a year, thirty days in each month, and twelve hours in each day. But I can only come out to sit by the Youlan Lake at one or two hours a day every month. If you want to run into him within one or two hours, you will just come to visit Lan Lake. The odds... It's really even slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack. Dy..." The girl in the purple skirt sighed softly, her delicate and lovely face showing deep loss and helplessness. "But so what? This is the first time for this girl to learn how to hand over love poems to hook up with a man, so she can't just be so anticlimactic and end up without a problem. In the mind of the girl in the purple skirt, she couldn't help thinking of pictures. It was the night of the Shangyuan Festival. It was with great difficulty that she got permission from her family to come out of Fuyin. It was such a lively night. The streets are full of people, candy makers, lantern sellers, and shadow puppets... … The fireworks overhead illuminated the entire city of Yujing as brightly as day. She was walking on the street, inadvertently, she saw a person. She was about the same age as her, standing in the crowd without moving around. Just looking up at the sky. His side face is beautiful and his eyes are clean, reflecting the fireworks in the sky clearly. She didn't know why, but at that moment, she wanted to run up, stand side by side with him, and watch the excitement in the sky together. Seeing a stall for guessing lantern riddles around me, I hurriedly asked for a pen and paper, and wrote a poem. Afterwards, his face was as hot as a fire. She secretly hid aside to watch him read the poem. He probably understood it, with a smile on his face. pity pity........ The appointment she invited by herself was brought back by her family before she had time to attend.
That night, when she returned home, she cried like a child who was robbed of candy Calabash... "Shangyuan Festival, let people wait all night, watching other people go out and get in and out, you and me Feng Yanxin, you really deserve to die!" [!" The girl in the purple dress held her chin and muttered dejectedly. She lost the boy who was more splendid than fireworks at night, and spent half a year afterwards, but she couldn't find it. I probably won't be able to get it back in this lifetime. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel even more gloomy. "Let's go! Otherwise, the hour will be delayed..." After more than two hours, the female companion hurried back and hurriedly greeted the girl in the purple skirt on the stone chair. "It's not because of waiting for you." The girl in the purple skirt replied lazily, then a little bit of narrowness appeared in her eyes, and she went to the side of her female companion and bit her ear. "What have you and Mr. Xie Bi'an and Mr. Xie been doing these two hours?" "It's Xie Zi'an!" The female companion corrected loudly, and then her pretty face blushed, and she hesitated and said: "I just met, what can I do? It's just chatting, drinking tea, swimming in the lake and so on. By the way, what about you? What have you been doing these two hours?" The female companion turned around and asked curiously. The girl in the purple skirt rolled her eyes, suppressed her guilty conscience and said, "Me? There are so many things I do. More than 20 sons are vying to take me to fly a kite, swim in the lake, and eat snacks All of them are more than ten times more handsome than that Xie Zi'an!" "Damn, you're bragging! I don't want to hear what you say......" "whee" The two left Youlan Lake, stopped a carriage, laughed and left. Su Yuxing was lying on the bed, flipping through the two booklets "Heavenly Affairs" and "World Affairs" from beginning to end. When he saw the version that introduced Feng Qianqian at the end, he couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, so he sat up suddenly. "I always feel that something is wrong."
Su Yuxing thought about it, and decided to spend 10 million experience points to raise the "spiritual ear" supernatural power. He still has more than 20 million experience points left on his body, and it doesn't hurt to take out 10 million. Ten million experience points are added to the "spirit ear" supernatural power. In an instant, the influx of information that Su Yuxing had experienced before reappeared the feeling of dizziness. In a flash, Ju Xing found that he had become an old monk. Sitting upright in a lonely and bitterly cold place, the heart is like a mirror, and the treasure is solemn. Suddenly, countless noisy voices poured in from nothingness, pouring into Su Yuxing's ears. he heard. Immortals speak wonderful teachings, and Buddhas speak truths. The roar of dragons and tigers, the fluttering of wings of real phoenixes. Nine Heavens ten lands, thoughts of sentient beings, suffering, happiness, worry, good and evil Karma. … Many voices, murmurs, poured into Su Yuxing's mind. When he woke up from his slumber, the Cultivation Technique column added another magic power as expected——[Tian Er Tong]. "It's like the supernatural power of Buddhism, so the direction of evolution of this supernatural power is random?" Su Yuxing didn't know either. Anyway, after the spiritual ear supernatural power became [Tian Er Tong], the ability to accurately search has indeed increased. Su Yuxing tried to recall the appearance of Feng Qianqian, the daughter of Xiangguo, in his mind, and used Tianertong. Soon, voices and pictures popped up in my mind. "There is nothing unusual about this Xiangguo's daughter, her figure, appearance and temperament are not as good as those Heavenly Devil sect wives that my uncle played with last time. "Uncle Mirage said yes. If you want to play, it is still fun for the female disciples of the Heavenly Devil Sect and the Acacia Sect. This is the daughter of Xiangguo, just to figure out her identity, Qiu. "What did you say last time, the ladies of Xuanyin Sect also have a special flavor, didn't you lie to me?" "How dare Qilang lie to Uncle Mirage. It just so happens that I know that there are a few women from the Xuanyin Sect hidden in the capital city of Yu, so I will go to you, Mr. Naowu. "Don't blot, go quickly." "`#Okay." There were two people talking, one was a handsome young man in his twenties.
The other is a boy in black, with a voice like a broken gong, flattering and humble. "It's him again!" Seeing this scene, Su Yuxing narrowed his eyes. He has long known from the inheritance memory of the ferocious beast that this person's name is Mirage, and he is also a Monster core Great Saint of Baishenglou. Unexpectedly, he was the one who attacked Xiangguo's convoy and took Feng Qianqian away. "The next time this demon leaves the city, we will kill it with one blow." Su Yuxing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he successfully found what he was looking for this time. Feng Qianqian, the daughter of the Xiangguo Mansion, was lying at the feet of the young man transformed by the mirage. With folded hair and messy clothes, a stupid and dull expression, and gray eyes, it seems that he is no longer alive. Su Yuxing's heart was half regretful, and half full of doubts. "Obviously the man is still here, why does the Xiangguo Mansion declare to the outside world that the man has returned safely?" Su Yuxing's eyes flickered. The whole person suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already above the mansion of Dayu Xiangguo. Su Yuxing overlooked the huge Xiangguo Mansion, and the divine sense of the Faxiang Realm penetrated in, passing countless Daoist shadows. Finally, in a wing room, a woman with exactly the same appearance and temperament as Feng Qianqian was found. At this time, Feng Xiangguo was sitting in the study reviewing official documents with his usual expression. "Good method!" Su Yuxing understood thoroughly and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Where is this person coming back safely. This clearly is. Lose one and replace it with another. Recalling what Ning Wei told him in prison during the day, every time Feng Qianqian was in trouble, he would turn the calamity into good luck and return safely. Everyone in the world laments his great fortune and great destiny. Dare to love, in secret, the daughter of the Xiangguo Mansion has changed (Wang Zhao) for a long time. As for why Feng Xiangguo didn't directly announce his daughter's death, but kept looking for someone to replace him. You can figure it out with a little thought. Isn't this just deliberately setting up a target around him to share the firepower for him?
"...A" Su Yuxing didn't even know how to evaluate it. I can only sigh inwardly. Don't look at his Cultivation Base is profound, and his means are Tongtian. But when it comes to playing tricks, these court officials are the top masters. Su Yuxing figured out what was going on, and the first thing he did when he went back was to throw the "Heavenly Things" under the bed. What is more valuable than truth. Chen Hezhong's words were full of nonsense. If he buys this residence newspaper next time, he will be the number one fool in the world! On the second day, because the heavens and the heavens are all worthwhile. Hearing Ning Wei and the others talking about this matter and about Feng Qianqian, they couldn't help but sneer. He remembered Feng Qianqian's expression when he saw Feng Qianqian in the carriage. With a sad face. Thinking about it now, the girl who was chosen to be the prime minister's daughter probably already knew the fate she might suffer in the future, and lived in fear all the time, but she didn't dare to show it. "Looking at it this way, then Feng Xiangguo is not a good guy either!" Su Yuxing spat secretly. At this time, Captain Hu walked in and called him out, telling him to prepare. "After a quarter of an hour, go to the execution ground with Lord Shangguan. This was not the first time, Su Yuxing didn't think too much, and nodded in response. "It's delusional."