I tore off my forehead, which had been worn on my head for less than three days, and handed it over to Lan Zhan.
After that, I was released privately by Lan Zhan like this.
Before he left, he told me that if there was no way out, he could come back to Yunshen to find him in an unknown place, and he could take me...
Hide.
Hide in the stream of the back mountain, hide in the cold spring of the back mountain.
I left the deep clouds and nowhere, the sky is big and the earth is big, and there will always be a place for me.
The world is rumored that the Gu Su Lan family kindly put Xiang Wuyou, the control fairy, under the door, but Xiang Wuyou took revenge for kindness, mutilated the same family, and now absconded in fear of crime.
xiangfenglingHumans are too unfriendly to monsters.
I'd better be a bad demon, free, and confirm what they say.
I quietly slipped to Yunmeng.
Behind the door, I saw...
jiangyanliMy parents are gone, in this world, you, me, Acheng, only the three of us are the closest people.
weiyingSister, I'm hungry.
jiangyanliWhy are you still like a child
weiyingEnvy, three years old.
Wei Ying acts cute.
weiyingBy the way, sister, I have a question I have always wanted to ask you.
weiyingHow can a person fall in love with another person?
weiyingI'm talking about that kind of like.
jiangyanliWhy do you suddenly ask me this, do you have someone you like?
weiyingI don't have anyone I like.
weiyingAt least, don't like it that much.
weiyingDidn't he put a plow rein around his neck?
He pouted.
jiangyanliA little over three years old, maybe a year old.
Senior Sister smiled gently, her eyes full of spoilage.
Looking at their happy scene, I still don't bother.
So I turned around and left.
Xiang Fengling, Xiang Fengling, I didn't expect your real body to be so miserable after coming out of the mass grave.
I was busy for a long time, giving away leaves and flowers, and then...
But found that he had always been an outsider.
...
I wandered aimlessly, and I heard that the Jin family was hosting a Hunt of Baifeng Mountains, and I went to join in the fun.
This king has to play enough and then go back to the mass grave, otherwise my younger brothers would think that this king had a miserable life outside, so they went back so quickly.
If that's the case, then this king won't have to lose face, how can he stand up in front of his younger brothers in the future.
A melodious flute sounded from a forest somewhere in Baifeng Mountain.
I was torn about whether to go and see, and there was no one but Wei Ying who sounded the petition.