Legend of the Cultivation God

"This...what is this?" Princess Changling looked at this thing in the hands of Yuanya. It was very inexplicable. "This palace has never seen it before!"

Princess Changling’s face was horrified, but the mother-in-law who was next to her did have a slight glimpse, and immediately gave birth to a big shock, but the horror immediately disappeared from her eyes and disappeared. However, this look is fleeting, but it is still clearly seen by Xiao Hua.

I saw that the Princess of Changling did not know you, and the end of the world did not ask more questions. He put the sorrow on his own lips. The sad song that must be blown every day slowly flowed out of the shackles and drifted into the Princess of Changling. In the ear, it is immersed in the heart of Princess Changling. Gradually, two drops of crystal tears flowed out of her eyes and slipped on the snowy cheeks.

One song, the end of the line carefully asked: "Can you hear this song by His Royal Highness?"

"Yuan Ya ~" Princess Changling took a deep breath and said, "This palace has never heard of this song."

On the face of Yuan Ya, there was a kind of decadence, but then Princess Changling said, "But you blew this song, and this palace seems to be familiar, it seems to be heard every night in a dream. It’s weird!”

"The Princess Royal is naturally familiar!" Xiao Hua smiled. "Because you grew up listening to this song from an early age!"

"How is it possible?" Changling princess's face changed greatly. "This palace is growing in the palace, how can I listen to these songs growing up?"

Xiao Hua is not surprised. After all, Yuan Ya said that when the butterfly dance was robbed when she was three years old, how could she have an impression of things before the age of three?

"Yuan Ya. You said the reason for the matter?" Xiao Hua smiled. "There will always be the day when the water will come out. No matter what the outcome. You don't say it at this time, you don't have to say it later."

"Yes, the lord" understands that the shackles in his hands will tell the story of the end of the world and the butterfly dance. In the dark forest of Xuanzao, a teenager and a girl’s difficult survival experience are said one word at a time.

"Impossible!" Not waiting for Changling Princess to open, Ji Po pre-emptive. "These things are not that the Princess of the Royal Highness is impossible to know, that is, everyone in the palace will not know. The old man is watching the princess's high school from birth to babble, then to toddler, grow up a little, old man. It can be guaranteed that the Princess of the Princess has not left the palace since he was a child. The story told by Yuan Ya is quite beautiful, but the protagonist is someone else. It will not be the Princess of Changling of Jiang Jiang."

Princess Changling smiled and said: "Your story is really beautiful, and the slaves are moved. But since you were separated from her when the girl was three years old, how do you know her appearance after ten years? Now How did the lord not see the face of the slave, how do you know that the slave is the one?"

"Your breath!" The end of the field is a little excited. "As early as the border between the Xiguo and the Tongzhu countries, I have already discovered that you are a butterfly dance!"

This is far more ridiculous. Princess Changling almost thought that the story is in the world.

The words of the end of the world can indeed ask the Princess of Changling to be stupid!

"I remember that when you were a child, you were injured by a wolf in the wolf valley. There was a scar on the arm of your left arm. This scar has steller's poison. It is difficult to remove it. If there is no accident, this scar... This time should still be there! !!" Yuanya stared at the Princess of Changling. Looks stunned, though through a scarf. It is as if the eyes have found the eyes of Princess Changling.

"Ah?" The Princess of Changling was in a big heart, and the silk scarf that obscured her face was also violently ups and downs. At this time, her heart could only be described by the waves. Her heart is clear that her skin is very clean and tidy. She was a special cherished child since she was a child. In addition, she is a Princess of Jiang Guo. She is a favorite of thousands of other princes and princes. She does not have the favor she has, dozens of hundreds. The palace lady is waiting around her, and the care for the skin is something that ordinary people can't imagine.

Therefore, even if she put a pea under the ten-bed quilt, she could feel it. This silky skin is really the pride of Changling Princess. It is precisely this purpose for a long time with a scarf. Behind this pride, there is a shortcoming of Changling Princess. This shortcoming is naturally the scar that Yuanya said.

Princess Changling did not know where the scar came from. She had been with her since she was sensible. When she was younger, she asked the father to secretly ask the doctor to give herself a slap. The method used countless, the effect is also significant, and the scar is getting smaller and smaller. However, at the end of the day, the scars could not be completely eliminated, and there was still a faint trace of the same kind of remains on the arm. Fortunately, this scar is very secret. If you are not serving the Princess of Changling Princess from an early age, it is impossible to know.

Some people may not know, but Kyrgyz mother clearly knows. But seeing her mother's face changed slightly, although she was already trying to cover up anything, but the burning eyes still exposed the shock of her heart.

"You are afraid that you have made a mistake!" Princess Changling took a deep breath and said faintly, "There is no scar on your body!"

"How is it possible?" Yuanya heard that he would jump up and shout. "How can I misread? I grew up from a young age, and your familiarity can't be familiar. Even if I can't see your appearance." I am absolutely certain that you are the little girl, you are my butterfly dance! Do not believe... you can let me see your left arm!"

"Bold!" Kyrgyz mother roared. "The princess's jade arm is what you can wait for? Don't you say that it is a princess. Ordinary woman's arm is what you say and see?"

"But...but..." Even if the violent leaps like thunder, there is nothing to say. Now he knows the rituals of the world, even though the princess is the young girl he raised before, but she can’t look at the people at will. The arm under the pink armor!

"Predecessors..." At this time, Xiao Jian was somewhat fond of looking at the horizon, and said, "Since Changling Princess is not a butterfly dance, it must be wrong! This day and night are all in mind. It’s normal for a child to raise oneself. It’s normal to misrecognize others. Hey, he’s born in the jungle, he may not know that the human heart is fickle, what kind of parenting, what kind of life-saving grace can’t be worth the wealth of others!”

Xiao Hua naturally did not expect Princess Changling to make such a decision, and refused without hesitation. And then look at the Changling Princess silk scarf, if it is horror, if it is a thoughtful look, Xiao Hua knows that the end of the world is not false, perhaps the Changling Princess has other difficulties?

"Yuanya..." At this time, Princess Changling walked two steps before, and came to the front of the body, and lifted her hand. The silk scarf that had always obscured her appearance was taken down by her, but I saw that beautiful one. On the face, the white and flawless skin can be broken, a pair of exquisite eyes, a pair of dreamy eyes, flashing sadness and confusion, and at that time the confusion is accompanied by a touch of shame, with The faint redness on the white skin, the end is dizzying, the Changling princess gently opened the cherry mouth, sound like a scorpio sound, "Your said is the childhood of the butterfly dance, even if the palace is a butterfly dance Who can remember what happened before the age of three? In particular, now Jiang Guo is already a country, the father of the palace, the queen, etc... I’m afraid that it’s fierce, can prove the person you’re saying, fundamentally I couldn't find it. The mother-in-law was looking at the palace and grew up. Even she said that she had never had this, then...it might not really have this!"

"No, it must be you!" Yuanya looked at Princess Changling, the face that could almost be combined with the image in his mind. He replied in a word, "I will never admit it."

"You said it is useless!" Changling princess's face once again blushing, "This palace is a princess of a country, how can you fall into the jungle as you say? If this is the case, I am afraid that it is long gone. It is recorded in the national code. How can I not know about this palace?"

"The records in the National Code are all crowned and decorated with Taiping. They are the virtues and sublimity of the royal family. How can the darkness and the shackles of the royal family be written on it?" Xiao Jian coldly said, "There is no such thing as an old man." More clearly. Don't say anything else, the secret hand of Heiyunling, will your country's kingdom remember on the national code?"

The Princess of Changling was not surprised. Instead, he took a deep look at Xiao Jian and grinned. "Since the slave family was born in the royal family, he never did the kingdom. He never took the kingship. How do you know this? The lesson learned the wrong thing." ”

Look at the eyes of Princess Changling, Xiao Jian smiled lightly, did not know her general, and did not speak.

The Princess Changling moved her eyes away from Xiao Jian and looked at the face of the face with a slight redness. A serious saying: "This palace still wants to ask you, what are you trying to find the butterfly dance? If the palace is a butterfly dance, what do you want to do?"

"This..." The words of Princess Changling did see the blood on the head, and the end of the world was stunned. There was a trace of confusion in the eyes. Yes, what do you do for your butterfly dance? Even if I recognize it now with the butterfly dance, what can I do? He himself thought of the butterfly dance as his own relatives, but he never thought that the butterfly dance had left him, had a happier life, and even became a princess. What does it mean to disturb the life of the butterfly dance without such a reason? Is it for your own kind of obsession?

The instant stimulation is stronger than Xiao Jian’s years of education. He looks straight at the Changling Princess, and the Changling Princess also does not retreat. He also looks at the eyes of the world, and has a cup of tea. This is a long sigh, said: "The lesson of the Princess is that the butterfly dance is just a child, it is impossible to know his own experience. Those who are just a dream for her, in this kind of strong demand for a selfish It’s unfair to the butterfly dance. Since then, I’m not going to be so boring!”