Immortal Voices Chapter 400: The bride price (over four hundred)

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Ye Qingfeng resisted the gloat and did not laugh, pretending to hold the bamboo slips to his mouth, blocking the corners of his mouth that couldn't stop rising, and said: "The crisis is over, can Yu Phoenix return my things to me?" /

Fu Yuhuang pretended to be stupid: "Something? I haven't taken anything from you."

Ye Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he still said warmly: "That golden bead. Since Yu Huang is a senior sister of his majesty, he still has his water spirit bead in his hand, so he won't covet this spirit bead anymore. "

Fu Yuhuang was full of anger as if being stabbed in a painful foot. Turning his head, he slapped himself: "Shui Lingzhu is obviously a betrothal gift from Rong Ya. She forcibly married my brother."

Ye Qingfeng couldn't help being stunned, and felt that he had heard hallucinations: "What did you say?"

The Lord is forcibly married to Minnan? how can that be!

His lord, Bing Qing Yujie, would never do that kind of thing.

Fu Yuhuang forced himself to justify his own words, describing the body and another incarnation: "I have the inheritance of the sword emperor, and your majesty is too threatening. My brother has entered the palace for my safety, and the water spirit pearl is your majesty. Compensate me."

She smashed her mouth, and said with a mockery: "After you see him, you will have to call it your Royal Highness."

The voice fell, and both sides were silent.

Fu Yuhuang: I just got into the show if I didn't pay attention.

Ye Qingfeng: "..."

Fu Yuhuang's brother is definitely a blue-faced troublemaker! The two Spirit Orbs that I had found were actually in her hands, which was too embarrassing.

Not long after the silence between the two, Fu Yuhuang took the lead to break the silence and said: "So you don't want to take back the things in my hands."

Ye Qingfeng was helpless, Fu Yuhuang didn't take the initiative to give him the Jin Lingzhu, and he couldn't get it. After all, the Jin Lingzhu's performance when he saw Fu Yuhuang was too shit.

Thinking of the errand the Lord had given him, Ye Qingfeng could only bite the bullet and search for the third spiritual orb.

No way, after Fu Yuhuang took Jin Lingzhu, he couldn't deal with the Lord.

Fortunately, he has some clues about the trail of the third spiritual orb.

After making up his mind, Ye Qingfeng stopped entangled with Fu Yuhuang.

If what Fu Yuhuang said was true, and her brother really became the royal husband, then he would not be able to offend people to death.

Even if the Lord is wise and martial, he does not dare to underestimate the power of the pillow wind.

"If that's the case, it's not too difficult to be under the hood." Ye Qingfeng said very simply: "The two of us will part ways here."

Fu Yuhuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, meaning unknown: "I will follow you."

Ye Qingfeng refused without even thinking: "No."

This straightforward refusal made Fu Yuhuang look a little bit. Her eyes were smiling, her mouth turned slightly upturned, and her head tilted to look at Ye Qingfeng, who was reluctant to smile, and said, "Qingfeng is going to do something shameless. Thing?"

Ye Qingfeng was very able to hold it back and said: "No matter what, it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Yuhuang was noncommittal, and said confidently: "If you don't let me follow it openly, I will follow it quietly."

Ye Qingfeng's expression became stiff, and it took a long time to take a deep breath. He was able to stretch out and said: "So, please trouble Yuhuang and I are running all the way."

After the two reached a friendly reunification, they headed towards Jiang Guo together.

Rong Guo, the mansion of the Yushi doctor.

Outside the small courtyard, Hua Kun twisted a black piece and gently landed on the chessboard. Yu Su's hand holding the white piece stagnated. After a long time, he sighed: "General Hua's chess skill is amazing."

When the voice fell, he gave in.

The smile on Hua Kun's face didn't seem to have changed at all from before, but the polite smile was much more sincere, and the aura around him was very pleasant.

"Master Yu is also good at strength." Hua Kun was a little surprised and said: "It's also the first time I know Master Yu's chess is so good."

This game of chess made him spend a lot of time, and this kind of you come and I play is really hearty.

Yu Su showed a smile on his face, and said, "Not as good as Master Hua."

At this time, the butler brought tea with a tray.

Yu Su personally poured a cup for Hua Kun, and said: "The manager really makes me admire. I don't know when the manager will start playing chess. This exquisite layout is really amazing."

This compliment Hua Kun took happily. He took a sip from his teacup and said with a look of memory: "I didn't know how to play chess, but the Emperor Xian once passed the time and took me to play. Since then, I have learned chess."

It seems that thinking of the days before, Hua Kun's mouth twitched. The first emperor was talented in practicing swords, but his chess skills were really hard to describe.

In order to play chess with Emperor Xian, he dedicated himself to learning for two days. Two days later, he played against Emperor Xian, but he didn't lose a game. At that time, Emperor Xian's expression really made him afraid to look.

In order to cater to his intentions, he deliberately lost chess, but his chess skill was too low, and he was deliberately too obvious. After being beaten by the first emperor, he set his heart to study it. When he later lost to the first emperor, he would No trace is missing.

As long as Hua Kun thinks that he now possesses such a high level of chess skills, there is a silly story behind him. He stretched out his hand and wiped his cold sweat, and said: "Let's have another game."

In the small courtyard, the kettle on the stove was already boiling, white steam filled the whole room, drifting like clouds of smoke, but none of the two inside noticed.

Master Yu fell silent after hearing all of Rong Xian's words, and Rong Xian also looked back on the past due to narrative reasons. His heart was complicated and difficult to distinguish, and he lost the interest in speaking for a while.

Until the sharp scream of the kettle on the stove, the two came back to their senses.

Rong Xian's voice carries her unique gentleness, like a sea that can contain everything: "Master, if you want to see Jiuliu, you can send someone to bring him from the lower realm."

At the beginning, she wanted Ye Wenchun to tell Shen Jiuliu that he had blood relatives in the upper realm, but it was a pity that she had no chance until she left.

The old man Yu smiled bitterly: "The child has been lonely since childhood and has not received the instructions from the previous patriarch. He will not recognize me."

After he left the clan, he faced his clan in Wuyan.

Ten thousand years is too long, and the vicissitudes of life are different.

All the things you are familiar with and unfamiliar have become different, and your traces are also lost in time.

In the past, whenever he thought of this, he was grateful that the time was long enough to erase all the pain. But today, when Rong Xian talked about the ancestral training passed down from generation to generation within the clan, he burst into tears in a trance.

The clansmen did not forget him, nor did their wives and children forget him. They wanted to find him.

But if he wants him to meet the only remaining tribe, he shrinks again, the guilt and sadness make the army crushed.

Rong Xian looked at this old man who seemed to be dying for years, with a serious and sincere expression: "Whether he will recognize you as an ancestor or not, he should know that there is still a member of the Yu family in this world, you I should also go and see how this last tribe is doing."

After a pause, she said profoundly: "The traction of blood will always make you meet one day."