Chapter 737: Strange Resurrection (7)
First, because Long Ming wanted to stay in the Phantom Cloud Country and deal with the thousands of spies left behind by the Phantom Cloud Country. Transactions are still relatively busy.
In the palace, Long Ming and Murong Feixue sat opposite the table. On the red candlestick, the candlelight swayed slowly in the breeze. Reflected against two jade-like faces. Eyebrow teaser......
Maybe they haven't realized it yet, since they practiced the seventy-two heavy Luan Feng and Ming sword techniques. The tacit understanding and relationship between the two have skyrocketed. Even if you have to be separated for a few days, there is a feeling of inseparability.
"Blizzard, what are you thinking?" Long Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile on his face.
"I'm thinking, the spies and chaos of the thousands of families can't be eliminated in a day or two!" Murong Feixue asked with some concern.
Hearing this, Long Ming's handsome and evil face had a hint of cynical smile, and he seemed to be serious, and said half-jokingly, "Maybe others can't do it, but I'm your husband, so naturally it's not a problem!" ”
"It's really poor......" Murong Feixue said coquettishly.
Murong Feixue Jiao laughed, and then heard Long Ming's throat roll, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously. His eyes stared at Murong Feixue, and he became darker and darker......
The sound of a hurried knock on the door ...... suddenly broke the romantic and quiet atmosphere.
Murong Feixue and Long Ming heard the voice and immediately got up. I came to the door and took a look. I saw a person who looked like a eunuch, holding his skirt before he had time to put it down, panicked and headless like a fly, looking 100,000 in a hurry.
"What happened?" Long Ming's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.
"His Royal Highness the Dragon Prince! The emperor has something to ask you to come over......" The eunuch's gaze was just looking at Long Ming, and when he saw Murong Feixue, he immediately lowered his head. Obviously, the emperor only needs to summon Long Ming alone.
"Blizzard, you wait for me here, and I'll be back later!" Long Ming understood, turned around and raised his eyebrows at Murong Feixue, and said with a smile on his face.
Murong Feixue nodded. Go back to the house and wait......
When I looked up, it was already nightfall. The whole room was getting dark. Only the cold moonlight spilled in through the gaps in the curtains, and the perception of people seemed to become more sensitive in the darkness under the quiet night. Outside the window, I can always feel a pair of strange eyes, staring at me faintly. It feels extremely eerie......
"Who's outside the window?" Murong Feixue's thin lips opened slightly, and he asked tentatively.
It's just that the words came out for a long time, only the cold wind was howling, but no one answered. The atmosphere is eerie......
Under the window that Murong Feixue couldn't see, only a blood-red shadow was seen, agitating like flowing water. Quietly departed. Stop behind a rockery not far away. gradually changed into Qian Zhihan's appearance.
"Murong Feixue, you wait for me! The show is about to begin......"
As the words fell, Qian Zhihan's thin lips hooked up a blood-devouring sneer, and she turned around and left Murong Feixue's window. Murong Feixue felt something strange and opened the door to look. But I only saw the empty courtyard. No sign of it......
In the early morning of the next day, Long Ming returned in the dust, with endless nostalgia on his face, his eyes dim, as if he had been tired all night and exhausted.
"What's going on?" Murong Feixue was stunned, looking at Long Ming in front of him, and couldn't stop feeling pity in his heart.