Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite the Bait Please

In the vast palace, it has already been packed.

This time, for the Hundred Days, all the people in Kyoto are looking forward to it, because only on the day of the Hundred Days, there will be no so-called distinction of honor.

Even the children of ordinary people, as long as they have the ability to pass the initial test, are eligible to enter the palace and compete with the children of the nobles. Maybe they will be lucky enough to win this year’s holy son, and then they will be crowned by the emperor. The weight of the device.

However, this is only a beautiful reverie, because every saint has always been a swallow, the first day of the Qing dynasty girl, the patriarch of the patriarchal family personally collected as a door, a very fancy inside disciple .

Even the masters of the cloud, the names of the swallows are all visible on the leaderboard, and they are still stable.

This saint has also been won by Prince Edward Xuan, which has been widely circulated by the people. It really is a natural pair of two, and the strength is equally high.

The three major sects have always been secretly competing for the first ranking. Although these years are the first to dominate the Zongmen, but the Promise and the Happy Valley are not universal. In these years, the strength of the glory is hard to measure.

This year's Hundred Days, maybe there are variables that may not be.

As the holy saint of the Qing Dynasty, the task of welcoming important guests naturally fell to the body of Yan Ning and Xuanyuan.

Although Yan’s condensate is not long, but the calm and calm temperament of the whole body makes it difficult to think of her age, she will only be unconsciously convinced by her. Standing next to the Prince of Xuanyuan, this country is not inferior.

"In the past years, I have never seen you so active." Xuanyuan's gentle and elegant voice rang around her, with an inexplicable meaning.

Yan Ning has just greeted a sister who is at the same door. He came over and heard this, and stunned it. Then he gently shook his lips. "How come, what is different in previous years?"

Xuanyuan’s singer was dark and dark, and she did not face her question directly. “You are better off from this person, you are not too close to him.”

"Is this Prince jealous?" Yan Jing said with a smile. "What kind of person is he, I know better than you, rest assured, now I still have the name of Prince Edward, I will not give you any gossip, but ......" She paused, and suddenly she got closer. Only the voices were low and they could hear. "You know... why don't I like you?"

"Why?" Xuanyuan Che did not understand. He didn't really hate this woman. Why did she see herself every time, she was a lack of interest, he was a prince, how many women wanted him to be Take a look at it, but she can only avoid herself as a snake.

This made him feel like a little bit like her, and it turned into disgust. No man can endure the attitude of his future wife.

Over time, they also did not look good.

"Oh, now, I am not afraid to tell you." Yan Jinglu suddenly smiled, and the cold and noble beauty showed a smile, amazing, the outsider seems to be the unmarried couple who are talking sweet words, girls A beautiful smile makes people move.

Only Xuanyuan Che seems to hear only the cold voice of the girl in her ear. "Qing night is away... He is my destiny. I saw him for the first time when I was eight years old, but I was born. Since I have remembered, this person has always appeared in my dreams. Until I saw him with my own eyes, I realized that dreams were all true."

"But now I am carrying the position of the prince of the Qing dynasty." Yan stunned and looked dark. "I hate this identity and hate you more."

"In the years when I was in the glory of the ancestors, I worked hard to make myself stronger. I was only able to stand by this man one day. Now this opportunity is coming. If I win this time, I will ask my majesty. Lift the marriage contract between us."

The look of Xuanyuan's face was a little shocked, but she still tried to hold down her voice. "Are you crazy? Yan is falling, and the night is away from the people of Linyuan, and we don't say that we are hostile to the two countries. You think he killed. How did the name of God come!"

"I don't care." Yan condensed and turned around. The slender figure looked so lonely and cold. "It's not easy to stand by him, but I won't back down."

Xuanyuan Che still wants to say something more, and someone suddenly took him behind him.

"Che, what are you talking about whispering?" Mo Feiran and Grandpa went to the palace together with the generals. When they saw Xuanyuan Che, they said goodbye to Grandpa and came to him.

Xuanyuan Che is no longer talking about it, but his face has sunk for a moment.

"What's the matter? It's condensed, are you bickering with the Prince?" Couldn't he look at his poor face and ask doubts.

"Nothing, cousin, since you are here, I will accompany the Prince." After the fading of the swallow, he turned and left, leaving a foggy Mo Feiran.

Xuanyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly walked away. Naturally, because she saw the people on the side of Linyuan, Qing’s night had already entered the palace.

On the other hand, because Qingbei is still unable to move on the bright side, he is sitting in a wheelchair. Although he is curious to move around, he can only temporarily hold his own heart.

Qing Yu, who is next to her, is still wearing a plain white dress, and the little palace girl who occasionally passes by is much more luxurious than her.

But it is so low-key, or it has caused many people to look at it all the time. That face is a special favor of the creator. If you don’t apply powder, you will be dressed as a delicate and beautiful woman.

Today, miraculously, no one has come up to talk. It is probably that this beautiful woman is particularly dazzling, but why does the body emit a strange low pressure? It is daunting.

Qingbei looked at the girl who was suspected to be walking away, hesitated for a while, stopped to turn the wheelchair, and shouted, "Qing Yu!"

"Well?" But this time he listened to his sister's habit, suddenly called the name, Qing Yu was surprised to pick an eyebrow, "how?"

"What happened in the end can't tell me?" Qing was frowning and dissatisfied. "You have been walking all day with the lost soul, and you have not taken care of your medicine field for several days." You don't know if there are a lot of herbs that will wither without pouring water in a day? I still think about when you will find out, and it turns out that you have died a lot. You still don't care?"

This is simply something that has never happened before!

Qing Yu, this guy has always liked to play with flowers and plants, and those herbs were taken care of by them.

The Ling Dan Xiancao, which is asking for the price outside, is less effective than half of her medicine field. Even if he accidentally knocks out a few leaves on a weekday, this guy will definitely smile and throw the disgusting cockroache into his arms. You should be yourself.

"Well? My medicine field is dead?" Qing Yu looked awkward. It seems that she hasn't really noticed it in the past few days. She usually takes care of her extra care. Now she is dead. It is impossible to say that it is not painful.

The slender fingers pressed the eyebrows, and the tangled wrinkles became a mass.

How do you get born again and become weaker?

I am afraid of this unknown danger... It’s ridiculous!

At the moment, in her body, the golden snake that hovered in a place, the body that was as thick as the original baby's arm, did not know when it grew up.

In addition to the faint golden light, his body was still surrounded by a layer of black gas that escaped, but in an instant, the black gas was like being killed, and the last scream of screaming, gradually disappeared without a trace.

The golden light of the little snake was very dazzling in an instant, and the light gradually dimmed after a moment of glory. A pair of tiny inverted triangle eyes slowly opened, and the black gas spread, gradually disappearing, and the pair of extremely humanized eyes With a deep miss.

After a long time, it seems to be a voice from ancient times. The vicissitudes of life are accompanied by a touch of sorrow. "I am back..."

Qing Yu's look is a stiff, enchanting phoenix and a half-contracted, hiding all her shocks and surprises at the moment, the spirit of knowledge into the body, "buried ... is you?"

Different from the small group in the past, what I saw was a boy dressed in a gold coat and full of blond hair. He could only describe the four characters of "gold glitter".

When I saw her, she was full of joy, a pair of intoxicating gold and silver eyes and gentle love, and the young man at the moment did not rush to her as usual, like a moment of maturity and grow up, obviously still the same face The temperament and his eyes have changed a lot.

Qing Yu's eyelids are slightly wet, and the lips are slightly open, but nothing can be said.

The teenager seems to have read her thousands of thoughts, revealing a smile that is brighter than the sun. The figure is slightly flashing, and she came to the girl's side, kneeling on one knee, politely holding her hand and sticking it. My own cheeks, as I saw at first sight, "My most noble and loving master, my name is buried and buried. From now on, I am connected with the master's blood, life and death."

Qing Yu almost fell into tears in an instant, but still quickly suppressed his emotions, a thousand words into four words, "just come back."

The seriousness of the burial was only maintained for a short period of time. Soon he resumed the past, and the beauty of the face was almost affixed to Qing Yu. "Master, seeing you, are you really crying? Although the owner The tears look beautiful, but I will feel bad."

Although it is not a human being, the shape of the instrument is undoubtedly perfect. Whether it is the body or the look, it is very vivid, so close, the long curly curls on the eyes of the teenager follow the flashing, full of cuteness.

Qing Yu couldn't help but push the face that the teenager had come over. "Tell me, how suddenly you recovered, you can become adult, it seems that your soul is patched very successfully, but I remember... my refining Dan The medicine has not yet reached this point of rebellion."

“Why didn’t you?” The burial raised his eyebrows. “My master is the best refining pharmacist under the sun.”

"Don't be a poor mouth." Qing Yu gave him a look, and Feng Xiao looked up and looked at him. It seemed to be broken. "Are you getting a good thing?"