Phoenix Fight

On this day, Shen Yu, who was in charge of hanging lanterns, didn't know if he saw it. On the opposite side of Ziyun Mountain, a cluster of flames ignited raging for a long time.

On this day, the Chu Mansion was overjoyed. Qian Jiaojiao, the young lady in the fourth room of Chu Sanshao, who had not been out for many years, gave birth to a boy and a daughter. Chu Youxiang was pleased to set up a feast in Chu Mansion for three days.

However, on this day, neither Chu Qingfeng nor Bai Languo returned to their homes.

The maid of the Chu Mansion found a baggage at the back door, with a stack of paper and two deerskin coats inside.

Puyang Yue sent people to Ziyun Mountain to find the whereabouts of Bai Languo, but only found a pile of burnt dead leaves on the top of the mountain.

Pu Yangyue felt a little uneasy, and went to visit Qian Jiaojiao. Qian Jiaojiao hugged her son and daughter, and asked quietly, "Did the Third Young Master go back?"

Pu Yang was startled more obviously: "Go back? Where to go back?"

Qian Jiaojiao tried his best to endure tears: "He once told me that he and Xiao Bai are not from this world. He said he only told me, Xiao Bai, did he only tell you?"

Puyang became more dumb.

Qian Jiaojiao continued: "Since I was pregnant, he has been different from before. I always think he will leave, but I know that neither he nor I can stop it. I don't know what happened, but I wonder if it's... …Was the birth of these two children a mistake?"

She has never mentioned these words to anyone. She has always pretended to be indifferent, and if she accompanies Chu Qingfeng casually in their carefree little days, in fact, in the bottom of her heart, she knows better than anyone, and is more afraid than anyone else.

The more Pu Yang shook his head, he gently stroked the two immature and fragile babies: "No way, how cute two little lives, you have to take care of them."

"He can't taste the pastries I made..."

Qian Jiaojiao’s last words were deeply burned in Pu Yangyue’s mind, causing him to escape from the Chu Mansion and find the stable, picking up Thunder, and asking in its ears pleadingly: "How are you alone? Come back, tell me where did she go, OK?"

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Bai Languo walked on the way out of the city in a daze.

He held a white jade jar in his arms. Before dark, he used all his money to go to the coffin shop and bought the most expensive ashes box with Chu Qingfeng in it.

In his arms, there was still a few lotus cakes that Chu Qingfeng had brought on him when he was alive, pitiful, but he never had a chance.

When Bai Languo didn't dare to go back to the Prince's Mansion or face Pu Yangyue, he personally told him: We probably don't have a future. A Feng's death told me that you and I come from different worlds... and she didn't dare To face Qian Jiaojiao, the two children must look perfect, but Qian Jiaojiao's heart must be torn apart.

Where should I go? Bai Languo is not without a shore in her heart. Although the journey is far away, she still wants to try-go to Jiangnan, find gods and immortals, go to the room in Yuyuan, and wait for the gods and immortals to come again at that hour.

Bai Languo wanted to ask him: Where did Chu Qingfeng's soul go? The flesh is gone, and the bones are burned out, but it doesn't matter, as long as Chu Qingfeng's soul is dependent, Bai Languo can rest assured.

If the gods and immortals are kind enough, then asking him to let Chu Qingfeng come back and grant him a body, is it not difficult for a god?

Yes! For this purpose, Bai Languo walked on the road to the south of the Yangtze River, running around day and night, eating and sleeping, without feeling tired.

However, I don’t feel tired. It’s not that I’m not really tired. I’ve already overdrawn my physical strength. What’s supported is grief and anger in my heart, walking out of Songcheng without stopping, and after walking from dark to dawn on the outskirts of Songcheng, Bai Languo raised his head Seeing the dawn, it was dim.

"A Feng... A Feng... hold on again, I will definitely find the gods and immortals for you. Since he... has appeared in that place, he must have something to say to me, as long as I go to that place again, it will be fine. See him... If he refuses to see me, I will kneel there for the rest of my life, and I will kneel until he appears!"

Climbing up from the ground, the clothes on her body were mottled and mottled with the falling snow stained with mud. Bai Languo couldn't take care of it, but her knees softened and she almost pinched the white jade jar in her arms. In order to protect the ashes, her body again Limped to the ground, he couldn't get up again.

Dawn shone in front of him, casting a shadow... several shadows, slowly approaching.

"Oh, the little lady looks pretty, but she's so dirty...Why don't she take it off and wipe it clean for you?" A wretched molesting was coaxed by a group of wretched laughter.

"Dead!" Bai Languo gritted her teeth, one hand was afraid to put down the urn, and the other hand touched her waist to find a flower branch. This flower branch is a New Year gift from Puyang Yue, because it is too beautiful. Bai Languo even used it as a belt, and he was really reluctant to use it.

However, it was second, the terrible thing was that Bai Languo found that he was out of strength.

"The little lady has a stubborn temper! Hahaha... I like it!" The wretched uncle leaned forward, holding a pot of scented incense in his hand, and shook it in front of Bai Languo.

Bai Languo only felt that her eyes were getting more and more blurred, and she was already exhausted. After being caught in the fragrance, she was even more slumped, and her heart was injustice. Is she going to die here?

But suddenly, the uncle flew up in a whisper.

It seemed that someone kicked him from behind, and because the person kicking him was not kind enough, he kicked him a bit harder, causing him to fly out directly.

Immediately afterwards, there were several similarly tragic calls. Several young people around the uncle also flew around to experience extreme sports.

Bai Languo raised her eyes, and a familiar, handsome face quickly approached: "Little fruit!"

"Little bamboo?"

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Sitting in the post on the outskirts of Songcheng, Bai Languo ate three bowls of rice.

Xu Qingzhu pointed to a table full of dishes he ordered personally and greeted her: "Have some meat, little fruit." Isn't this girl the favorite to eat meat, why doesn't her chopsticks move?

"I have no appetite." Bai Languo said, swallowing the last bite of the third bowl of rice, put the rice bowl aside, and hiccuped, "I have a heavy responsibility and I can't play life anymore."

Xu Qingzhu didn't know when she had such enlightenment. He pointed to the white jade jar that she had been holding in her arms and refused to let go and asked: "Why are you out of the city alone? What's the matter with this pot of wine this time? Did he escape too? Why is there only a pitiful pot of wine?"

A pot of wine...

Bai Languo was sweating coldly and wanted to get angry, but she felt that Xu Qingzhu was really innocent, so she replied in a sorrowful voice, "This is not wine...Don't just ask me, why are you here?"

"I've been looking for you! Little Guozi, facts have proved that we are indeed destined. The first time we met was in the suburbs of Songcheng. It was also you who were being bullied. My hero saves the United States!"