The uncontrollable tears, coupled with the provocation of the embroidered iron sword, made Hua Xi completely angry!

"What?" The embroidered iron sword was like a deflated ball, holding his stomach and laughing, "What Huang Beiyue?" What nonsense are you talking about? ”

The Black Water Serpent was also silent in confusion, waiting for her answer.

Hua Xi sat on the edge of the bed, crying like a tearful person, tears fell down in big pieces, and her heart was sad as if she had lost everything.

I'm swearing in my heart, what the hell? What the hell is this place? Why are you crying like this?

While wiping her tears, she looked at the woman lying on the bed, and sobbed, "Huang Beiyue, why are you here?" I thought they blew you up! MD, if you wake up and see me crying, I'm not crying for you! ”

"Hey, enough, right?" The embroidered iron sword interrupted her, "Who told you her name is Huang Beiyue?" ”

"Her name is indeed Huang Beiyue, and she is my friend." Actually, it's not much of a friend.

It's just that she and Huang Beiyue, as well as the code name N, are masters of the same name, they have only met a few times, and when it comes to it, they actually have a little sympathy for each other.

It's all the same kind of people, and they're all lonely wolves.

Seeing Huang Beiyue reminds her of the time she once had, and her world, although she is now far away, she still misses it occasionally.

They were once at the top of the world, staring at each other arrogantly.

The one who said he wanted to get the whole sky......

"Can she still be reincarnated?" The embroidered iron sword smashed his mouth, "No matter what, Hua Xi, you must have recognized the wrong person, her name is not Huang Beiyue." ”

"And what's her name?" Although they have the same appearance, it is too bizarre to meet in this era.

Moreover, the woman looked dead...... Although the face is vividly preserved, the feeling is indeed that of a dead person.

If it was Huang Beiyue, she would never die so peacefully!

"Stinky girl, you want to get information from me again, don't you? It's not that easy! The embroidered iron sword snorted!

A cunning woman, he won't be deceived, who wouldn't make up a name randomly?

Hua Xi felt a headache, it was a real headache......

The sadness in her heart was so strong that she almost suffocated, her eyes were swollen from crying, and when she saw Feng Ling on the side, even the sharp pain in her arm couldn't stop him from sleeping.

No way! You can't stay here for long!

Let's go out first!

She grabbed Feng Ling's hand and strode out.

After leaving Chonghua Palace, the feeling of sadness immediately weakened, and Hua Xi simply sat on the steps of the door, wiping her tears.

Feng Ling also leaned against the wall and rested silently for a while, finally driving away all the sleepiness.

"Why are you crying like this?" Looking at her swollen walnut-like eyes, Feng Ling couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at? The tears have dried up in this life! Hua Xi said depressedly, her eyes hurt so much!

What's so greasy in there, it's so powerful!

She is not afraid of open guns and dark arrows, she is afraid of this weird thing!

Feng Ling took a handkerchief and handed it over, "Wipe it, your face is spent." ”

Hua Xi wiped his face hatefully and looked back inside: "Who is that woman, and why is she in this imitation pantheon?" ”

Feng Ling shook his head: "I've never heard of it, and it's ......"