The Prince of the World Chapter 440: Evil meeting ceremony
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Chapter 440 Evil Meeting Ceremony
The horrified Yan Li immediately tightened his nerves, and almost immediately spread his mental power to lock this source of Lintian, only to see that this source is still like the source of the mother of ten thousand sources in Feng Yuchen, for a moment. I lost my trace!
|"Why is this? I have clearly captured these two sources, but I still can't really lock and control them!" Yan Li followed the crowd with full of doubts. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable)
Until they walked into the West Yard, they stopped their footsteps full of surprises!
"Manzhu Shahua! It is Manzhu Shahua!" He Jiyang suddenly raised his head to look at the concealed curtain in the attic, and took another step. When he walked past the trampled Manzhushahua, he waved his hand, dripping bright light on the damaged petals, and those petals miraculously recovered their form at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, he obviously didn't focus all his attention on these flowers. The sight of migratory birds flying in the snow surprised everyone present! Even Feng Tsing Yi, who usually hates Feng Yuchen, couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
There is no feasting, no ups and downs, in the eyes of everyone at this moment, this originally desolate and lonely west courtyard has become the most fascinating place in Fengfu. Everything here exudes a fresh and elegant atmosphere.
The sound of the flute is exhausted, the breeze stops, and the birds disperse. Everyone looked like they were still unfinished. Xiao Li, who had been leaning against the stairs, saw someone coming, and he didn't know where to go.
He Jiyang was the first to smile, grabbed the folding fan and gave applause. Feng Zhiheng and others only applauded softly from the heart without saying anything.
"It's a piece of Manzhushahua, the flower of the other bank, can there be beautiful women on the other bank?"
asked in a humble and polite tone, the voice was full of magnetism, which reminded people of the scene when a gifted and beautiful woman met for the first time.
"Where there is a beautiful woman, there is one sad person." The wind bath dust on the attic returned to the side of Luohan**, and the calm tone made people feel cold.
In Feng Zhiheng's ears, it is also a little difficult to hold on to himself. Perhaps over the years, I have really been too indifferent to this daughter. Huo Ranjian had the scene of Feng Yuchen's mother's death more than ten years ago in his mind. Not everyone can understand that sadness. As a father, it is not that he does not love his own daughter. On the contrary, he loves the house and Wu. He should love this daughter the most. It is just that due to the pressure of various aspects and the particularity of the wind and dust, his father cannot be like other people. Love this daughter like that. He also complained about why God assigned all the injustices to his own daughter who was struggling, but he had no choice, he did not have the courage to give her love under pressure!
"Broken Bridge Feixue, I have heard this song countless times in the next. No one can interpret it with such a sad emotion like a girl, and can perform it so perfect. I want to see the girl’s beauty, but I don’t know the girl..."
Before I finished speaking, the sound of the flute in the attic remembered again. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable) It is still a sad tone, but it is no longer Broken Bridge Feixue, it is clearly a song "Goodbye" that has been passed down through the ages.
Laughing a few times, the halo of the folding fan in his hand circulated, I saw him wave his hand violently towards the sky, and the snowflakes fluttered down again.
Xiao Li in the corner blinked with big bright eyes, looking at the back of the arrogant and arrogant man in the snow center as if she was full of tears, and her heart throbbed again.
The fluttering snowflakes did not fall on the body, but gradually curled together in front of him, and finally turned into a guqin!
This scene stunned everyone in the field once again. The fact that they can have such a pure and vigorous true power at a young age can indeed make the world look up! This Guqin is also crystal clear like jade, completely natural, as if it blends with his body and takes advantage of it.
With the sound of the flute, which resembles the lament of ancient times, the strings of the piano are fluctuated. The snowflakes still didn’t stop. They danced in mid-air with the rhythm. They were like a part of life, making him incompatible with the whole world at this moment. The only thing that could be compatible with his existence was the one-inch curtain on the attic. .
One piano and one flute, these two instruments, which cannot be played at all, resonated at this moment like never before. The falling snowflakes in mid-air, and the large bleak blood red on the ground, seem to be co-interpreting a poignant story through reincarnation.
Listening to such music, Yan Li suddenly understood something in her heart. It turned out that this He Jiyang was not someone else, but was the other host that Lintian hid in this small world! He has been secretly manipulating He Jiyang's body, trying to get close to Feng Yuchen, and also wants to seize the true soul origin of her Wanyuan mother body! This is the twists and turns in it!
Feng Yuchen was shaken by He Jiyang because of his obsession with Huang Qingyue, and he couldn't really let go of it, and he couldn't release the purest maternal true soul origin in the depths of the soul!
This story has always been dyed with a pale and blood-red tone, even if it is sweet, it has become a thing of the past, like the notes floating in the wind, after all, it will be whitened in such a dazzling color.
Yan Li has already discovered that He Jiyang must have used the charm of Feng Yuchen, causing Feng Yuchen's heart to confuse and displace the mark of Huang Qingyue and He Jiyang's figure, so that he can take advantage of it!
"What a vicious strategy!" Yan Li's soul origin is wandering above this space at this moment, watching everything below him coldly!
Feng Yuxuan did not know when he appeared in the corner on the other side of the West Yard. From her angle, you can see the profile, but you can't see the attic where Feng Yuchen is. At the moment she is waiting for the opportunity. Just don't let her out of this attic.
The sound of the piano and flute disappeared in the air at the same moment, and everything was calm again. This song is completely played from the heart of Feng Yuchen at the moment, and what she longs to meet is by no means what she is in front of her.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Yuchen's mouth, looking lightly along the emptied curtain to the snowflakes below. Poor, he is still being sentimental, echoing. When Feng Yuchen saw this face again after a while, he realized that the complex emotions in his heart were a little bit more playful.
"There should be other means next!" Xin Yuchen put down the Yuxiao in his hand calmly, and quietly waited for everything that would happen next. Yanli's powerful mental power made her more sober! To a certain extent, he can see the essential difference between He Jiyang and Huang Qingyue.
"In ancient times, there was Yu Boya, Zhong Ziqi, piano, flute, and music. I didn’t expect to be able to reproduce such a legend with a girl today. If you want to come to me, He Mou is not considered a talent in the world, but he is also considered a son of a family. Sister, He Mou went north to the capital this time. On the one hand, he was to deal with some family matters. On the other hand, he was ordered by his father to come to this city of abundance to find a beautiful girl. To say that he is ashamed, He Mou has a lot of confidants these years. , But I have never met a good relationship with Hem like a girl. I have never met a girl, but I can deeply understand what she feels in her heart, and I am willing to meet and know each other."
After a few words, he retracted the folding fan, flicked his finger, and the guqin mixed with snow and ice in front of him disappeared, and the flying snowflakes gradually became dense, and then suddenly turned into an arch in front of him. The bridge shone with crystal violet light. The other end is the position of the curtain of Xin Yuchen's boudoir above the attic.
Everyone in the field basically spent this day in shock. They saw too many things beyond imagination, some amazing, some intoxicated, some admiring, but also romantic. At the moment, this scene is almost a romantic scene that the girls in the field have only appeared in dreams!
They cried out in their hearts and looked up, some of them sent the warmest exhortations for He Feng Yuchen, such as the little ring next to the pond, which was not familiar with the world, and more often showed jealousy and resentment.
"In my whole life, I only want to guard these rosy flowers, water them and fertilize them, chant poems and paint, and watch them endure the wind and rain and become unlucky ghosts trampled by others. That's enough. ."
A cold wind blew into the fiery pinna at the moment. He seemed to be slapped a few mouths desperately.
He Jiyang's complexion stagnated, and then the smile on his face increased.
"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, once pour into the country, and once again pour into the city. No matter, maybe I am not worthy of the girl, the beauty of the other side. In this case, I will leave a fortune for the girl next time. In this life, you and I are here to witness."
Finally, the folding fan was mentioned, purple light flashed in his eyes, Xiao Feng suddenly rose above his head, and snowflakes all over the sky began to flutter again.
Using a fan to write, and seeing the few strokes he sprinkled across the air, he formed a lavender manjusha. Although only the outline of the flower, but only a few moments of ups and downs, it is enough to see the foundation of the brush and ink. It's profound.
A purple-gold manzhushahua that was absolutely dusty stopped in front of him. Only at this moment, the lilac eyes suddenly turned into a darker black, and then under the cover of the sky full of Xuewu, a cold gloom was shot out of thin air. While making the entire Manzhushahua look more luxurious, it also seems to be more eccentric.
** With a wave, Manzhu Shahua was lifted up by a pure lavender aura, and followed the lightly floating curtain in the attic into Feng Yuchen's face.
At this moment, Yan Li, who saw all of this in his eyes, suddenly felt a flash of extremely strong death, and quickly sank into the windy and dusty boudoir with lightning speed. Yan Li wanted to stop it but it was too late, and the dim black light flashed away.
Before Xin Yuchen could see clearly, this gloomy Manzhushahua, as if a tired bird had found a home, quietly got into Yuchen's body, without any movement.
Yuchen didn't think there was any abnormality in her body. On the contrary, she felt like being blown by a breeze, which was very refreshing, but she didn't think that such a handwriting was good for her. He doesn't seem to be a person willing to do business without capital.
"Yu Chen thanked Master Meng for his good intentions. The interest is over. If there is nothing else, please ask Master Meng to return. I am used to being deserted in the west courtyard. I do not often visit guests on weekdays, and I will not send it far away. "
One of the curtains fell, as if to isolate the whole world from the outside, and the dust took a few steps back to his Arhat. She didn't see He Jiyang's strange smile at the corner of his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ He Jiyang's flashbacks returned to the ground, and all the glitz in the air turned into dust again. Back in front of everyone, it was still the peculiar smile of Young Master Pian Pian, and his calm and suave behavior swept away the deserted atmosphere of the west courtyard for a while. Under the leadership of Feng Zhiheng, the group finally left here.
He Jiyang turned his head back quietly. He wanted to feel the quiet and quiet atmosphere of the west courtyard again, but he accidentally saw Xiao Li staring at him from the wooden stairs of the attic. His gaze was so sharp, just a slight arc, Xiao Li blushed and fled upstairs.
"What a pretty girl who is in love with her!"
I thought that the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere was restored in this way, but Feng Yuxuan in the corner unexpectedly appeared under the attic at this moment.
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