Ye Luoli fairy dream wind without trace

"Hua Jiuheng? Hua... I remember who else in the fairyland has the surname Hua?" A white cat was lying on a big tree, talking to itself, flicking its tail irritably.

"Forget it, forget it."

"Master, do we really want to help Mandola?" A voice suddenly came from under the tree.

Yu looked down.

"Huh? Feng Yinsha?"

"Who is talking?" A person and a fairy under the tree raised their heads in unison.

But I only saw a white cat lying on the tree, and no one else.

"Xiao Bai, it's you!" Feng Yinsha said happily, but could not hide the sadness between his brows.

Yu stretched himself slightly on the branch and jumped straight down.

"Master, do you know her?" Hei Xiangling said in surprise.

"So you signed a contract with Feng Yinsha, no wonder I didn't see you in the doll shop!" Yu said in "pretend" surprise.

"Master does not dislike my wounds like others." Hei Xiangling looked at Feng Yinsha tenderly, with happiness in his eyes.

Feng Yinsha and Hei Xiangling looked at each other and asked Yu, "How come you can speak?"

Yu: "A customer came to the doll shop and gave me a candy. I ate it and that was it. But Xiangling, is your contract confirmed by the contract?"

Yu's little voice asked seriously.

The two were stunned by the question.

Hei Xiangling explained softly, "We just walked out of the doll shop when we met the Queen... She injected a power into us, saying that if she found out that we had the idea of ​​betraying her, that power would make us Life is worse than death.”

Feng Yinsha noticed Hei Xiangling's uneasiness, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and comforted her silently.

Yu was stunned, why was it different from the plot? Could it be the butterfly effect of her coming into this world?

But it seems like I didn’t do anything that affected the plot, right?

Yu looked up at the two of them, and Xiao Naoyin said word by word: "Mandola wants you to join her camp, right?"

Hei Xiangling was a little ashamed. After all, she believed in Xin Ling, but the master...

Feng Yinsha squatted down and couldn't help but touch the smooth white hair on Liang Feiyu's body, and nodded, "She wants us to join her, and she also promised,"

Feng Yinsha suddenly paused and sneered, "She also promised to cure my disease, but it is a human genetic disease. No matter how magical the magic is, it will not cure my disease."

His silver-white eyes met Yu's sapphire-blue eyes, "I don't believe her."

Four words came out of the young man's mouth and drifted away in the wind...

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In a dark place, a plain white hand turned a page of a huge book. When it was unfolded, the book seemed to be one meter long and very huge. The sound of turning the pages echoed in the empty space. A bit of a spooky atmosphere.

"A variable has appeared~" The plain white hand gently touched the golden symbols on the book, and the elegant voice was a bit hoarse, as if its owner had not spoken for a long time.

"Cheming." She whispered.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Sir." A cold voice sounded behind her, with a hint of confusion.

"What can we do about this?" Qingya's voice sounded again, "I knew I wouldn't agree to that guy. I don't want to participate in such a chaotic situation..."

"Forget it..."

A black chess piece slowly flew out of the book, and a plain white hand picked it up and handed it to the black shadow behind him.

"Let's set up a game and lure her in for a while... Don't show up too early. After all, in this game... If you show up too early, you will lose the initiative..."

"Yes, sir." Che Ming responded and was about to leave, but he didn't want to fly out of the darkness with a book whose cover couldn't be seen.

"Take this book, the hot springs in it are quite useful." The book is very thin, with silver space formations printed on the black cover. The silver formation patterns glow faintly in the darkness.

Cheming raised his head in surprise, looked at the back of the person sitting on the seat, thanked him for a long time, and left quietly.

"That guy... still hasn't given up his idea..." The man on the throne whispered, remembering something, and sighed softly.

In the darkness, a huge conspiracy seems to be brewing.