The Demon in the Mirror

Seeing that he was going to be sore, Xifeng couldn't bear to tease him again. He stepped forward and took his hand, shaking left and right: "I don't have any other dragon, I only have one dragon for you."

A dragon is so tossing people, she dare to ask for other dragons.

"You said that the emperor of the Moon Kingdom can be handsome or handsome."

"Where are you looking good." Xifeng hugged his arm and rubbed it again, "Trust me."

"You really don't want to be a concubine?" Qing Yuan looked down at her, and the little fairy said not to do Thaksin because they didn't love money, nor did they like men in the world. But Westwind was a wealth fan. When he came in this place, he looked at it. There were gold tiles and bricks everywhere, and they were all her favorite things.

So he was very worried.

Or else he moved all the gold to the Dragon Palace.

"I don't really do any concubine." Xifeng said, moving his head away. "If you don't believe me, I'll really be a concubine. Moreover, the emperor's harem is three thousand beautiful and hundreds of beauties. , Look down upon me as a careless girl. "

Qingyuan said silently, "Yes."

"..." She intended to slightly degrade herself to reassure him, who thought he should so quickly agree with her point of view. Xifeng wanted to hit someone again. She hummed and asked, "Is everything from God Realm busy?"

"Well." Qing Yuan didn't mention what happened in God Realm. He looked at the peach residual flowers on the ground, twisted his eyebrows, brushed his sleeves, and brushed them away.

Xifeng looked pity, but Qingyuan turned away, she put away the pity, took his hand to sit at the table, and poured him tea. Look at him carefully, squeeze his face, thin.

I don't know if he was in trouble, but he never told himself.

Seeing her look at herself, Qingyuan couldn't tell what it was, but it seemed worried. He touched her head: "Trust me, it's all done."

Westwind nodded, leaning his head on his shoulder and counting his fingers to play. The more he said to let her believe, the more she did not believe, and he probably didn't know what it means to have no silver three hundred and two.

"What monster was that just now? It looks so funny."

Qingyuan, who was still looking at the house, said, "Gourmet."

Westwind microton: "Gourmet? How did it look like this?"

"Gourmets are like dragons, and there are many kinds of them. The only constant feature is eating."

Westwind inexplicably said: "This is strange. I don't have anything to eat here, but it tastes delicious. What is it eating?"

"I don't know, but it is not malicious." Qingyuan said again, "let's go."

"No, I can't leave now."

Qingyuan had a meal, and the atmosphere was suddenly gloomy, like a cloud, and he said very sadly: "You really have other dragons."

"..."

"I'm going to break the palace and move all the gold to the dragon palace. You won't like other dragons."

He was about to leave, and Westwind immediately grabbed his hand and shuddered: "If you lift the palace, I will live in the world!"

Originally, the imperial court did not like the demon catcher outside the Ling Palace. When he removed the palace, she would be wanted by the government.

She was determined to be public and law-abiding, to be a qualified mortal, or she would have lifted the palace herself long ago.

"You listen to me, why do I enter the palace, things are like this ..."

She and Qingyuan explained the matter of Cuihua girl one by one from beginning to end. After sorting it out like this, Qingyuan understood her pains.

But he still can't stop his gloomy body, and he looks like Xifeng wants to fight the dragon.

"So I can't go now. If I go, the court will catch me everywhere."

Qing Yuan, who had completely captured the key point, felt sorry for her: "Your gold is gone."

Xifeng browed: "Ah ..."

"Can you help Cuihua girl like this, can you get away?"

Xifeng raised his eyebrows higher: "I'm not helping her, okay. I was pitted by Cuihua's father. Now I am forced to enter the palace. I still have to think about how to fill this hole for them."

"Oh." Qingyuan said, "I thought, with your dozen or ten abilities, you can easily escape. Banshee is not effective for you, and the mortal drug must be useless. Who wants you to be so vulnerable. "

"..."

"Why, Xiaohuo and Yue'er?"

Xifeng air said: "Let's go away." She propped her hand on the table, supporting her cheeks to fill the hole.

Qingyuan saw that she really didn't plan to go, and looked at her. Looking at him, he slowly turned his head and looked out, slightly frowning, and an old acquaintance appeared in the palace.

"You go out of the palace first, wait for me outside the palace."

Qingyuan recovered and said, "Don't go."

"You a big man is inconvenient in the palace, can't go out, can't go to dinner, can't walk around." Xifeng Kukoupo said, "You give me three days, go outside and wait for me, okay."

"Not good." Qingyuan won't promise her this unreasonable request. He didn't forget that there are other dragons here. "I'll stay in this house. I won't go anywhere. It won't trouble you. You do it well. Your jade flower. "

Westwind couldn't, she wouldn't go, he wouldn't go either. As soon as she left, Luo's family would suffer. Before she had thought of how to get her and Luo's family free, she had to be her jade flower.

At night, Gong people brought dinner, the dishes are four kinds, exquisite and attractive, the dishes are fragrant, but the amount is not much, and the rice is only a bowl. Xifeng was glad that he was not a concubine, otherwise he would be hungry every day.

She looked at the food, and then looked at Qingyuan, and said: "You go to find the food yourself, remember to be invisible, and don't swing around in the palace."

"Oh," Qingyuan stood up and said, "I didn't plan to eat any other dragon's meal."

After this, I left, leaving a house full of vinegar. Xifeng couldn't help but smile, she shouldn't stimulate him, she was clearly uncomfortable, but she didn't worry about her, she had to stay here.

She ate a bowl of rice, and her stomach was only half full. If the fire was there, she could go to the royal dining room and give her a bucket of white rice.

But let Yue'er go to catch the small fire, the two little guys haven't come back, should they really elope.

At night, the palace, which should have been more silent, somehow heard the sounds of tunes, and wandered over the Accord. She looked up and looked out of the window. From the distance of the song, she should not have listened to the good people of the Accord.

The music was something she had never heard before. Whether it was an instrument or a song, it seemed that it was not the style of Yue Guo.

The song is long and stable, full and mellow, not a clear musical instrument. The song is melodious and comes from a distance, full of sorrow, which makes people feel a little sad.

Westwind put down the tea and pushed the door out, and found that other beauties in the courtyard had heard the sound and listened.

"I don't know where the sound came from, so I miss homesick."

"What sound is there? Why didn't I hear it?"

"There, you can't hear it so loudly."

"We have lived in a very remote place, and we don't know if it's a cold palace there."

"Leng Gong? Which concubine should be mourned."

Those people said that there was a consensus immediately-"Horrible, never be beaten into the cold palace in the future."

Xifeng glanced at them and continued to listen to the song. The tone was still smooth and mellow, but the more he listened, the more worried he felt. She was so sad that she felt that the whole person was swept by the autumn wind, and there was a slight desolation in Xiao Xue.

She shook her head back, and entered the house to close the door.

The tune is still floating in the night sky, from early autumn to late autumn, it seems that it will soon fall into the winter.

The west wind tickled, and she wanted to see who was playing such a desolate piece. Thinking about it, he slipped out of the window, jumped onto the roof, and flew towards the sound source.

The palace without the moonlight does not appear dull. The lanterns are like the reflection of the galaxy, shining in the various palaces, reflecting the golden tiles of the palace.

Xifeng's eyes were full of gold, and he looked at it, almost hitting his head against the roof cornice.

At this point, the sound of the song had stopped, and it was silent in the palace.

It is impossible for her to follow the sound, because the palace is too big, there are thousands of houses, and once the sound stops, it is impossible to find a specific location. She waited a long while, but the song still didn't rise, fearing that the person playing it was tired.

Xifeng could only turn back towards the original road, thinking that if Qingyuan didn't go to dinner, maybe he could find the source of the song.

As soon as she returned to the house, she saw the palace people knocking on the door outside and wanted to come in to clean up the soup.

After finishing the things, the palace man was about to leave. The west wind summoned one person and said, "Father, I have something to ask you, where is that place?"

The father-in-law looked out of the window of her finger, because the Accord was almost approaching the edge, she pointed, there was a place where Tong Gong could live, and guessing that Yomo was that, she said, "Forbidden Court"

"Where is Forbidden City? Who lives?"

The father-in-law did not answer directly, but asked, "Master asks what is this doing?"

"Did you not hear someone playing a song just now? I want to know who is playing it."

Father-in-law frowned, still smiling politely: "What Luo Liang people are talking about, where are some people playing music."

The west wind was stunned.

He can't hear? But why can Fang Cailiang people hear? No, some people said they didn't hear it.

This tune can't be divided.

At this time the disappeared melody sounded again, still in a calm and sad tone, which made people sad. Xifeng said: "Now my father-in-law heard it?"

The father-in-law smiled embarrassedly, and he still didn't hear: "Someone will come to the water to bathe you. After bathing, the master will rest."

This clearly means that she was exhausted.

Westwind didn't care about him, and as soon as they left, she jumped on the roof again and ran quickly in the direction where the sound came.

This palace is really strange.

Not only is there gluttonous food, but also strange music.

Even in such a bizarre scene, the national teacher did not act, and it was strange to let them toss about it.

When thinking of the division of the master in the spiritual hall, Xifeng thought of the war of a thousand years. He was often invited by the monarchs of the ten kingdoms to check into the palace.

It shouldn't be so coincident.

Suddenly, she suddenly saw the night, a tall middle-aged man stood on his shoulders, feet eaves, looked at her from afar.

Westwind was startled, his toes stumbled, he fell over the stinging tile, and his jaw broke.

Li Qianzhan frowned slightly, staring at her, and was a little surprised that she appeared here. It was even more unexpected to look at the court clothes she wore.

And there are obviously fewer people around her.

"Why are you here, that dragon?"