"Your name is Lu Shifu?" As Simin listened to her words, his icy eyes narrowed slightly and his teeth rubbed gently, forcing down the sea of emotions that tumbled up in his heart.　　It's a name she won't forget.　　At first, Shao Xiaoli had mentioned it in front of her, and after the battle of the sinful ruler, during the time when he was in a coma and about to wake up, Ning long dreamt of it from time to time.　　Along with them was a young girl named Zhao Xiang'er.　　Is this a coincidence or　　Simin sized her up carefully, feeling that the aura was becoming more and more familiar; earlier when she had performed her sword technique, she had felt a bit familiar herself, but had not thought much about it at the time.　　Most importantly, this gentle and kind woman, being cheated by Ning for a long time seems to be a reasonable thing.　　But shouldn't you be in Nanzhou? Why are you here?　　Lu married to look at her, found that the porcelain

"Ning Xiaoling"　　These three words slipped past Siwei's lips, and she abruptly remembered the white-skirted girl she had saved that day by the Thunder Kingdom in Middle Earth.　　At that time, she in order to investigate the matter of the Underworld, through the Lei State, witnessed the Lei State master Shi Yu and that foreign women's duel, and then outside the city, the wind and snow suddenly moved, she was far to watch the action, and then look at the young girl to see the eye, then saved.　　The young girl called herself Ning Xiaoling.　　At the time, she thought, "Nin again, and small, the name is a bit hateful.　　Now it seems that my own senses are as accurate as ever.　　I have saved two women, one is the little sister of Ning long time, one is the apprentice and wife of Ning long time, really pounded his family nest in the world is there really such a coincidence? Or is it that the night in addition to in the heart of knowing that he will die,

Qiu Yue sat on Tenzo's corpse, her small body trembling as she rubbed her eyes, her young cries echoing softly.　　The sound of lava boiling, the sound of turbid water cascading were all silenced by the little girl's cries, wailing and filling the whole huge space as if mourning for her mother's new death.　　Ning didn't bother to listen to her cries for a long time as he stood still, guarding the bit of golden light in his violet mansion, his divine sense standing still.　　Qiu Yue cried for a while, but when she saw Ning ignoring her for a long time, she stopped crying as well.　　"Father can be really cold." Qiu Yue dried her tears and said unhappily.　　Ning said long ago, "What the hell do you want?"　　Qiu Yue slowly looked up, then her little head snapped up, hooked the middle fingers of both hands on the sides of her mouth and pulled them violently, staring wide-eyed and making a face with a wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wa

Siming sat on her knees, her knees together, her hands holding her shoulders taut, her delicate bones appearing distinct, her porcelain white cheeks stained with silvery white silken hair, the wisp of a sly smile hooked at the corner of her mouth flickered, she raised her eyes, staring miserably at Ning for a long time, her complexion struggling, seeming to hold back something, her tightly clenched silver teeth wanting to speak again and again.　　Lu Married Married looked at this sudden scene of Snow Porcelain and was also taken aback.　　Ning Nagisa had already jumped ahead and bent down, asking, "Miss Xuechuan, are you alright? Did Qiu Yue play a dirty trick earlier?"　　He turned his back to Lu Marriage, his words full of concern, but the eyes that looked at Siwei were like a sharp knife, full of threats, as if to say if you dare to pretend again, I will not spare you.　　The Secretary is emboldened, thinking that Lu married married behind you, you have a thi

The moment the Luoshu was opened, the vast world was far away from him.　　Their spirits fell as violently as if they had stepped in the air while dreaming.　　As they descended, a whole new picture opened up in front of them.　　It was a grand scene so empty that it had no boundaries.　　With them at the center, six huge stars glowing with a spirit-like white light connected in front of them like an arrow ready to fire.　　On the side of the white star, the shining group of stars looked like glowing flowers, blooming densely in the grass, and the twenty-eight constellations of the three magazines and four elephants spoken of in the books were spread out in the diffuse sky, and they whirled about in the sight, and it was not possible to tell whether the stars and buckets were moving or were moving by themselves.　　Then, they all saw two huge figures.　　The dark golden dragon carried countless blades on its back, its body stretching like a mountai