Heretic Doctor Zihou

She was standing in front of the restaurant, looking up at the ink-colored plaque hanging above the door.

A long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, hanging down to his waist.

The slender figure, graceful and slender, is wrapped in a plain white dress, slowly blown by the breeze, and outlines a perfect arc.

Her whole body seemed to be filled with a light halo, holy and ethereal.

She stood there, with a dignified posture and a dusty temperament. She was as bright as the bright moon in the night sky, and misty as a fairy returning from feathering!

She was in the crowd, but she became a world by herself.

More and more people stopped and stayed, and the reason is no longer to'not forget the original aspiration', but because of the allure of the country.

Even if you can't see the face, even if it's just a back, it is enough to make people amazing.

Even though it is being watched by the public at this moment, the woman in white does not seem to know, or she doesn't care about the attitude of others at all.

She just stood quietly in front of the door, slender and slender, like a bamboo.

"Don't forget your original intention?!"

Zihou muttered the words on the ink-colored plaque in a low voice, and a pair of dark and deep eyes filled with clouds and mist in the distant mountains seemed to have ripples, and then disappeared in an instant.

Her gaze moved lightly, and finally stopped at the rightmost corner of the ink-colored plaque.

In which little corner, there are four words:

Dragon night

Fire dance

These four characters are very small, at least they can be almost ignored compared with the four characters ‘Don’t forget the original heart’.

"Long Night?" The lips hidden under the veil of Zihou moved, and whispered strangely.

Her eyes flashed even more at this moment, and a deep light flashed away.

Zihou did not stop in front of the restaurant's gate, but quickly carried it to the restaurant.

The departure of the woman in white finally brought back countless passersby who stopped. Until the figure of Zihou disappeared for a long time, those talents disappeared with a look of reluctance...

The interior and exterior of the restaurant look the same, giving people a unique feeling.

Many furnishings and decorations are things with a sense of age, an inexplicable personal vicissitudes.

There is no doubt that this is an old restaurant.

Zihou wandered around her eyes, and everything she got into the goal reminded her of Chu Jian Lou involuntarily.

Chu Jian Lou is also a chic restaurant. Its uniqueness lies not only in appearance, but also because it is a restaurant with stories.

It can be said that Chu Jian Lou witnessed the bumpy but complete love story of a pair of lovers.

I don't know what kind of unknown story does this restaurant have?

"Guests, please go upstairs!" Seeing Zihou come in, it was the clever little Er with a momentary wood. It took a long time to react.

"Upstairs is relatively quiet, you will love it!" Forgive Xiaoer for his own opinion.

He said this only because the temperament of Zihou was too cold. Such a unique temperament made Xiao Er feel that she must not like the noise of the hall.

Zihou nodded, although his attitude was cold, he was not indifferent.

Xiao Er took Zihou to the second floor and found the most quiet corner of Zihou.

This location is close to the main road of Fufeng City, and you can enjoy the scenery below.

A ray of warm sun shone in from outside the window and hit the veiled face of Zihou.

The dressed face was covered by a veil, leaving only a pair of light eyes and a white forehead.

Originally, Zihou did not intend to cover this veil. She doesn't care about looks, nor the attitude of others. However, he walked all the way from Xihuang to Fufeng City, because this face is always easy to attract too much trouble.

Even some people can recognize her identity, and the final ending is even more out of control.

Therefore, for unnecessary trouble, she still chose to cover a veil.

Yi Rongdan may be easier. However, she was inexplicably unwilling to change her appearance at will.

The woman in white was holding her chin on her face and looking out the window. The sun was shining on her, which was so beautiful.

The street outside the window was bustling with people coming and going.

The sunlight in the window is warm but not dry, quiet and serene.

And the white-clothed woman sitting quietly in the sun makes people have a quiet and complete life inexplicably.

This kind of picture makes the guests and the little ones who inadvertently see in the restaurant can't help but stop, and the eyes are amazing.

The gaze of Zihou left the crowd of people below and looked at the white clouds in the sky.

For more than three months, except for the two months of retreat and practice, she thought a lot.

Some things are difficult to forget; and for some people, since they have left indelible traces in her life, she is destined to never survive in this life!

Therefore, she does not intend to forget.

She will carry that memory, just as she did before, before she met Mo Yunhuang, and walked on bravely.

just…

Obviously made up his mind, everything is still so difficult.

The lips under the veil of Zihou pulled out a bitter smile.

"Ah, look, what is that?"

"Oh my god, it's so terrible!"

"Oh my God, what happened?!"

...

At this moment, horrified shouts came from the street.

For a while, the noisy street fell into a strange silence after some people exclaimed.

The sunlight in front of Zihou disappeared at this moment.

The strange movement outside and the disappearing sunlight made the eyebrows of Zihou slightly frowned.

Looking away, Zihou quickly saw the darkness in the sky coming from a distance!

At that moment, Zihou eyes drastically sink.

Even though it was a long distance away, Zihou recognized for the first time what the blackened piece was!

Mo Yunwei!

People of Magic Cloud City!

Zihou retracted his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and frowned.

Obviously it was not accidental that such a large movie of Moyunwei landed in Fufeng City.

And she only needs to think for a moment to understand why these people come to Fufeng City!

Her whereabouts must have been discovered by Emperor Mo Yun!

Zihou frowned fiercely!

She knew Mo Yunhuang was looking for her as soon as she left the customs.

Although she did not deliberately hide her whereabouts, she also acted as low-key as possible. She avoided Emperor Mo Yun's people as much as possible along the way, and even to prevent Emperor Mo Yun from finding her, she hid the purple hair band that Mo Yun Emperor gave her, that is, Dao Du Hun Luo!

How did Mo Yunhuang find her?

However, at this moment, Zihou no longer entangled how Mo Yunhuang found her. Rather, she could already feel that the aura belonging to Emperor Mo Yun was approaching!

Zihou unconsciously squeezed a fist with the hand resting on the table.

Didn’t you say you don’t care if you are done?

Isn’t it right to ignore as much as possible?

Didn’t you say that you should face it calmly when you meet again?

But at this moment...

The heart of Zihou is like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, first ripples and then waves!

She still can't do it!

In this world, she can face everything calmly, only when Mo Yunhuang is involved, she can't do it!

The aura belonging to Mo Yunwei outside is already very close. You don't need to look at it, Zihou can also know that the group of Mo Yunwei has entered Fufeng City at this moment!

And the breath that belongs to that man is like a giant net, covering her!

On Fufeng City Street, countless pedestrians watched the large black smoke approaching with horror, and then, in their field of vision, the solemn guards of Kong Wu came out of that cloud of smoke.

These guards are all in pure black armor, holding sharp weapons with extremely cold flashes in their hands. The faces were expressionless, and the breath of the whole body was even more powerful and scary!

Under the leadership of a handsome and romantic man, these black armored guards separated from both sides in an orderly manner, from high above to the street, giving way to the sky.

The handsome and glamorous man took the lead in falling down on the street, then knelt on one knee towards the void, and said in a respectful voice, "Welcome to the Lord!"

The voice fell, and a tall and stalwart figure slowly walked from the void.

The man walked slowly in the void, as if walking on the ground. An ink-colored robe is deeper than the night.

That tall and slender figure looked like an ancient demon **** descending to the world. A beautiful and innocent face is the most perfect masterpiece of the creator.

He walked step by step, his pace was steady, his whole body seemed to be filled with a strong magical breath, like an absolute king who rules the world!

Such a man, the body of the devil, the air of the emperor!

When countless people below saw the man, there was unspeakable surprise in their eyes, and then there was awe.

When the man took the last step and fell to the ground, countless people knelt on the ground neatly...

Although many people don't know Mo Yunhuang, they already have their own guesses at the moment.

Looking at the entire Yunmiao, is there any other man with such a look, temperament, and coercion?

Except for that Devil Emperor, don't do what he wants!

Such a huge movement quickly attracted Xie Nantian, the current lord of Fufeng City.

When Xie Nantian's pupils shrank when he saw the figure of the king in the Demon Cloud Guard, the hurried Xie Nantian's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart couldn't help but roar: What kind of wind is it that blows this one?

Although it is a great honor, but he is now more under tremendous pressure!

Xie Nantian forcibly suppressed the excitement and tension in his heart, and hurried to the front of Emperor Mo Yun to kneel down, "Subordinate Fufeng City Lord Xie Nantian, I have seen His Royal Highness!"

Fufeng City is a major city under Moyun City, and Xie Nantian is a master of the Ninth Stage Xuanzun.

Mo Yunhuang's mind was obviously not on Xie Nantian. His eyes always fell on the restaurant not far in front of him.

He knew that her queen was there!

Both of them are the same. After getting along for a while, they have already engraved each other's breath in their minds.

As long as each other is around each other, they can easily find each other from the vast crowd!

Zihou is like this, so is Mo Yunhuang!

However, although I know that Zihou is in that window, there is a wall from him. However, Emperor Mo Yun did not dare to act rashly.

He was afraid of his own recklessness, and once again pushed Zihou farther away!

This kind of thing is enough once, and he doesn't want it to happen again!

Without a response from Emperor Mo Yun, Xie Nantian had no bottom in his heart. Even though the forehead and back were wet, and a heart was violent, Xie Nantian could only gritted his teeth and spoke again, "I don't know what the devil's Royal Highness is driving to Fufeng City..."

"Okay, you can withdraw!" The gust of wind around Mo Yunhuang was talking.

Based on his understanding of his own lord, how can the current lord care about others. He was afraid that he had put all his heart on the devil's body long ago.

However, at this moment, when Hayate looked at Mo Yunhuang's tangled appearance, it was rare for him to feel sorry for the Lord.

I think they are aloft, perfect lord in every aspect, there are actually such times...

Okay, Hayate won’t admit it. His so-called distress is more about watching a good show...

Even though there is a wall and a distance of tens of meters, Zihou can still feel the gaze, hot, like a flame, almost burning her.

Zihou is restless, and a heart is no longer peaceful.

However, she never chose to go out.

Outside the restaurant and on the street, Mo Yunhuang's figure was also standing there, his eyes always on the place where Zihou was sitting, never leaving.

The two were so exhausted, one didn't want to go out and dare not face it; the other didn't dare to go up for fear of scaring people away!

The countless passers-by who were frightened by such a posture or Mo Yun Emperor, as time went by, complained in their hearts.

Countless women also turned red from the beginning, shy and shy, and gradually turned pale, and the shyness in their eyes became more and more fear.

Although a peerless and beautiful man like Mo Yunhuang doesn't look too seductive, but in proportion to his appearance, Mo Yunhuang's aura is even more frightening.

Even a cultivator with a strong cultivation base can't bear it, let alone these mortals without a cultivation base?

Had it not been for Mo Yunhuang that today, because of Zihou, it did not release too much low pressure, otherwise these onlookers would have been killed under Mo Yunhuang's terror Q

As time passed by, the red sun was about to sink.

In the restaurant, Zihou gritted his teeth bitterly.

In front of her, her hands squeezed her fists tightly.

She can't take it anymore!

Such a situation made her feel more tired than fighting a powerful person!

Moreover, with her understanding of Emperor Mo Yun, if she does not go out, with his character, he can stand there for a lifetime!

"Damn it!" Zihou cursed bitterly.

Obviously he drove himself away, since it was all like this, why did he come back, still with this attitude!

Zihou is very annoyed, angry at Mo Yunhuang's fickleness, and even more angry at himself being beaten by Mo Yunhuang's return!

"Forget it!" Zihou finally got up and got up, and walked down the stairs.

In front of the restaurant's gate, she stopped and took a deep breath. Zihou adjusted her emotions to make herself look as calm and indifferent as possible.

When Zihou stepped out of the restaurant, there were no waves in her eyes, but when she turned around and saw the most conspicuous figure across countless people, she couldn't help it after all The emotions in my heart surge...

The steps at the foot of Zihou stopped for an instant, but started again after an instant.

Step by step, towards Emperor Mo Yun's direction...

Passers-by seemed to have sensed something. The moment Zihou came out of the restaurant, they consciously retreated to both sides to make way for a spacious road.

Looking at the familiar figure in the distance, Emperor Mo Yun's heartbeat was chaotic.

At this moment, his mood is beyond words.

Three months is enough to make him crazy.

Although he knew that his life could not be separated from this woman for a long time, after experiencing three months without her, he finally experienced what it means to be ashamed!

He couldn't imagine what he would be like without her in his life? He thought that if this world had no her, he would overthrow this world and let all the creatures bury her.

Then, he accompanies her to hell, or disappear in smoke!

Those purple twinkling eyes stared at the figure gradually approaching him without blinking.

She is in all visions, her in all thoughts, and her in every heart...

After Zihou glanced at Mo Yunhuang, he looked away and did not dare to look at Mo Yunhuang again.

The love in Mo Yunhuang's eyes is too strong, too crazy!

She is afraid that if she gets involved again, it will be forever!

Zihou walks forward step by step, getting closer and closer to Mo Yunhuang.

Ten meters, nine meters...

Mo Yunhuang's thin lips pressed tightly, but also because of the approach of Zihou, it pulled out a curve.

Within this distance, he could already smell the fragrance that made his heart tremble. It belongs to the unique fragrance of Zihou.

Six meters, five meters...

As Zihou walks, the hem of the long dress sways gently, like a blooming white lotus.

The veil covering the face of Zihou made Mo Yunhuang not see the expression on Zihou at this time.

Three meters, two meters...

The corner of Mo Yunhuang’s lips smiled deeper, and he even stretched out his hand, ready to welcome Zihou...

However, the next second, the smile on Mo Yunhuang's face was so stiff!