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Xiyu was bundled and put aside, Xiyuan asked Bie Lu to clean up the bloody eyes before letting Xishuang go down.

When Lu Hanshuang was climbing down, his elbow touched the storage ring on Xi Yuan's thumb, he paused, and sat back in Xi Yuan's arms without changing his expression, raised his face and said without a hint of guilt, "Legs are weak."

Bie Lu, who was waiting for his uncle's next order, stared round his eyes, this, this, this kid is so shameless!

Xi Yuan obviously didn't believe it, but he just pressed his long fingers against his lips, smiling dazzledly and charmingly, and found it amusing, "Didn't you mean to rely on me?"

Lu Hanshuang turned away, ignored Xi Yuan's boring teasing, and turned her eyes to the front to see Xiyu.

Before Xi Yuan's eyes left, Xi Shuang's expression seemed to be shrouded in mist for a moment, and even Xi Yuan, who was good at reading people's hearts, could not see anything.

A small face, covered with frost and snow, turned into empty paper.

Although it is all white, the inside has been turned upside down.

A pair of eyes, more and more hazy like fog, deep like night, the emotions that are about to explode are hidden in the corners of the eyes and brows, and are suppressed by the two closed lips. subtle.

Xiyuan caressed Xishuang's unconscious back like a bowstring.

Following Xishuang's gaze, she casually slid past the past words, thinking of the entanglement between the two father and son, she didn't become suspicious.

Xi Yu also obviously recognized Xishuang, with disgust on his face, his expression was much the same as that of the Huafeng female cultivator back then, as if what he saw was not the parents and children, but the dirty shame that had to exist, his lips lifted.

Knowing that Xiyuan's words were not good, he raised his hand to cover Xishuang's ears, and blocked his voice with his spiritual sense.

But Xiyuan never expected that Lu Hanshuang's spiritual sense was far stronger than him, and the words "You are destined to die, you are not dead yet" came into his ears.Fortunately, Lu Hanshuang was not Xiyu's parent and child, so he was not sad, but stared at that familiar face, making Bai Yu even more disgusted.

Bie Lu didn't notice the delicate atmosphere, so he came over to tell Xiyuan about being held back by Xiyu and let go of the puppet, and then asked what was going on, Xiyuan mentioned a few words.

In a few words, Lu Hanshuang understood the cause and effect, his eyes slid across the collapsed screen, and he felt nausea welling up, and he covered the waves in his eyes.

It's not time to settle accounts, it's important to go back to Huaxia now.

Take your eyes off the screen and stop at the past words.The white-haired young man ignored the ropes that bound his body, and stared at the back of the screen with anxious eyes, but he could only squirm in place when he thought about it, sneering at his uncle and nephew.

Lu Hanshuang thought for a moment, glanced at Xiyuan's storage ring, and had an idea.

Xiyuan's knees itched slightly, and he lowered his head, seeing Xishuang fall from his arms.

Seeing this, Bie Lu who was talking next to him, "Uncle Master, how do you think we should deal with it?" stopped, curled his lips, followed Xi Shuang with Xi Yuan's gaze, and opened his mouth when he saw him walk in front of Xi Yu.

Xiyuan raised his hand to signal, Bie Lu shut up obediently again, thinking: Well, well, anyway, Xiyu couldn't use spells and was tied up, with his nephew and teacher around, there would be no accidents.

Lu Hanshuang raised her eyes, "You would rather hurt your parents and children for the sake of the people behind the screen?"

The content is ordinary, but for some reason, Xiyu feels like being stabbed by ice needles in the chest, heart, chills, and scalp numbness, which is hard to ignore.During the rare meetings in the past, Xishuang had never given him this feeling.He stared at the child beside his lap, frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Although you are not kind to your parents and children, since I live in this skin, I will be filial once to repay your kindness. Only in this way can I be considered clean."

Xiyuan watched the situation quietly, as if curious about how he would repay his favor.

When Bie Lu next to him heard the words "filial piety and benevolence", he thought wrongly, and hurriedly interjected, "Don't try to take advantage of your uncle's kindness and favor for you! Letting go of the old words will only harm more people! That's right. Master uncle promises, and I will not agree either!"

Lu Hanshuang ignored it, and said to Chao Xi, "You need dragon blood, but I can't bear to die, and I can't bear the suffering of Xiyuan Shangxian, and I don't want you to sacrifice yourself..."

The content is gentle and tender, but the tone is stagnant.

Xi Yu's forehead twitched, he had no premonition to hold his heart tightly, and said sternly, "What do you want to do?!"

Lu Hanshuang opened his lips, "All your evil deeds are caused by him, how about I cut off the root of the evil with good intentions, and naturally there will be no more worries, and everyone will be happy, how about it?"

Xiyuan's eyebrows stretched, just as he expected.

Compared to Xiyuan's spring vibe, Xi Yu's face was extremely ugly, and he kept cursing "Nie Zi" and "Nie Zi" in his mouth.

Lu Hanshuang continued as if she had never heard of it, "Serious illness requires strong medicine, please forgive me for once."

After finishing speaking, he walked past the excited Xi Yu, his frail body was severely knocked down by the struggling and twisting Xi Yu, and one of them accidentally fell to the knotted place of the rope.

Bie Lu frowned and went to save the siege. When he was about to get there, his eyes widened, "Oops! What happened?!"

The spring on Xi Yuan's face was slightly restrained, and at the same time, he threw out the vine to bring Xi Shuang back.

But both Bie Lu and rattan were a step slower.

"Don't come here!" Xi Yu broke free from the rope and stood up, pinching Xishuang's thin neck, leaning his back against the stone wall, blocking the child in front of him, looking around vigilantly.

The panic and disbelief on Bie Lu's face still persisted, and he couldn't figure out how the knot in the rope would be untied?I slander the child for causing trouble and bad things in my heart.

Seeing the uncle at the side, my heart sank even more.

Xiyuan sat in a wheelchair, his body was as stable as a mountain, as if he didn't care about the hands that tightened Xishuang's neck, and his attitude was calm.

He slowly put away the long vine, raised his eyes to look at Xi Yu, his eyes were neither warm nor angry.Bie Lu understands the master uncle, and just thinking about these eyes makes Bie Lu feel uneasy.Uncle Shi has always been a gentleman, even when he gets angry, he is very gentlemanly, and he does not lose his demeanor when he vents his anger. It makes people look up to the sky and look down on the ground, wishing to beg for forgiveness with their heads on the ground, without any resentment and conflict.

Bie Lu didn't wait for his uncle to blame him, and now he began to blame himself for not tying the rope tightly, and took the initiative to stand up, shouldering the responsibility, trying to appease Xi Yu and make amends.

Before he could speak, a childish voice spoke first.

"Even if you use me to threaten Shangxian Xiyuan to escape from the island, it will be in vain. The person behind the screen seems to be unable to move, and it is a burden for you to take him with you. Once you leave the island, Shangxian Xiyuan regains his mana, how can you defeat him?" The most powerful person in the world?"

Xishuang's voice paused, and the palm that pinched her neck tightened, obviously worrying about being poked in the past.

Don't raise your eyebrows.

Children used to look smart, why are they so reckless now?His usual cold tone was as yin and yang as provocative.He didn't suspect that the child did it on purpose. After all, it was himself who provoked the past, who would ask for trouble?

Seeing the child's face turning purple, his breathing getting heavier and heavier, he felt anxious inside, so he opened his mouth to persuade Xi Yu.Xi Yu was unmoved when he heard it, and hated the child's heart-pounding words, and he was merciless in his hands, regardless of the relationship between father and son.

At this moment, Bie Lu no longer dislikes Xishuang's cold personality. A small child who lacks the care of his elders all the year round, no matter how old he is, he will still be an immature child, so it is inevitable to be extreme.It's no wonder that he complained in his heart, just now he repeatedly made sarcastic remarks.

Bie Lu automatically completed the explanation. Seeing that Xishuang opened his lips again, he quickly winked at him to shut up, but Xishuang ignored him and said bluntly:

"If there is a Mirror of Two Lives, you may still have a chance, but the Mirror of Two Lives is missing, and only one side is in the hands of Shangxian Xiyuan. You are just a poor turtle in a urn, struggling on the spot!"

Bie Lu thought that the past words would catch his heart even more, but the white-haired young man's face was dark and red with anger, but he was slightly startled, as if thinking of something?

Bie Lu couldn't think of a clue, glanced at the uncle again, and then stared straight at the next moment.My uncle, who was always personable at all times and everywhere, frowned his long eyebrows in a rare way at this time.

"Give me the male mirror!" Xi Yu held Xishuang hostage, while holding up the screen to hug Dragon God.

"...don't hurt him." Xiyuan took out the male mirror from the storage ring and threw it at Xiyu.

Xi Yu's complexion relaxed, and at this moment, Lu Hanshuang, who was standing in front of Xi Yu, suddenly jumped up, hugged Xiong Jing first, and easily broke free from the hands that restrained his neck.

Bie Lu's face was as expected, and the past words that had always thought that Xi Shuang was weak and easy to be bullied and relaxed were even more frightened, "You scoundrel! How dare you deceive me!"

Lu Hanshuang held the back of the mirror with one hand, and with the other hand stained with dragon blood from the pool of blood, he painted on the mirror covertly. He pretended to hold the mirror and ran towards Xiyuan, but passed the screen quietly under his feet, and saw the merman's tears on the wall.

A palm came from behind, and it was not difficult to dodge the sound of the wind exposed in the traces, but he still did not dodge, aiming at the angle from the corner of his eye, his feet caught the screen, and the already precarious screen fell down again, unfortunately smashing the left and right walls. Two merman tears, the frozen teardrops burst, and the faint light suddenly brightened.

For a moment, it concealed the light from the mirror activation.

Lu Hanshuang raised his eyes for the last time, and Bai Yu, who was not far away from his field of vision, looked like an ancient stone statue, motionless as a mountain, with his eyes and ears closed, and he did not hear the outside world.

There was a glint of coldness in his eyes, and he returned to normal in an instant.

stop!Let him go back to life first.

In the eyes of Bie Lu, Xishuang just escaped from Xi Yu's hand, staggered and tripped on her weak little soft legs, but failed to escape Xi Yu's attack, and was hit on the back by a merciless palm, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Crooked on the mirror.

The shark's tears exhausted the last energy, the strong light gradually dissipated, the light gradually dimmed, and the small body lay quietly in the darkness, motionless and silent.

Bie Lu immediately looked back at his uncle, and was surprised to find that there was nothing there. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes, and the uncle's wheelchair moved forward slowly, to the edge of the fallen screen.

The uncle leaned over and lifted a broken board, picked up Xishuang, and brushed off the debris on the clothes.The blood-stained little body lay across the uncle's knees, and the blood stained the uncle's spotless green robe, but the uncle didn't care, first wiped off the blood on Xishuang's face, and then lifted the child's limp arms.

As if holding a severed lotus root with silk, the long white fingers hang on the pulse.

I have been diagnosed for a long time.

In front of Bielu, the uncle bowed his head, his long hair fell from his shoulders, covering his face, leaving only a silent figure, which was mostly covered by the back of the wheelchair.Thinking about how special my uncle is to Xishuang, what expression does my uncle have at this moment?Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere was so silent that something was wrong, and he suddenly looked at Xi Yu.

The young man who had faced Xishuang before was aggressive, but now he didn't dare to take the opportunity to take the mirror, and kept backing away while holding the body of the Dragon God.Of course, this is not a discovery of conscience after killing Aiko by mistake.

Uncle Shi finally put down Xishuang's wrist and raised his head.Bie Lu could only see the back of the uncle's head, and the uncle quietly looked towards Xiyu without saying a word, Bie Lu didn't know what kind of eyes it was.When the uncle looked away, Xi Yu didn't even hold the Dragon God firmly in his hand, his legs softened and he fell to his knees in the pool of blood, splashed with blood all over his body, he was in a panic, his whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly, his face was still full of shock Fear, quite in a trance.

The only sound in the silence was the rolling of the wheelchair.

The uncle was not in a hurry to deal with the past words, Bie Lu stepped forward, looked at Xishuang, who had been hugged by the uncle on his lap, and at that lifeless face, he hesitated to speak, "He is..."

do you died?

Xiyuan didn't speak, and picked up the male mirror from the broken pieces of the screen.The blood vomited by the child has blurred the traces on the mirror. Xi Yuan wiped the blood on the mirror little by little, focusing and meticulous, with the same expression as when he wiped the strings of the Aegean "Tingtao" in the past.

The gestures are pleasing to the eye, but seeing the blood on the mirror, Bie Lu's heart shrinks, and he feels that the uncle he admires the most is a little strange at this moment.

Bie Lu held his cold right hand with his trembling left hand, and when the uncle finally put the mirror into the storage ring, the horror in his heart disappeared.

Xiyuan bent down again, picked up a thin book that was not gold but like jade, stared down at the spine of the book, and brushed the words "Book of Heaven and Earth" with his fingertips.

Head down again.

Xishuang in her arms had a pale little face, she closed her eyes peacefully, as if she was just taking a nap, she would wake up from the dream the next moment, opened her black eyes covered with frost and snow, and opened her thin lips to say something cold and cold. And quite interesting words.

"If he's fine..." Xi Yuan's voice was as light as a breeze, and no one could hear it.

The body under the palm is extremely soft, but it's just an empty shell, and the purple mansion has long been empty.It's just a palm without magic power, no matter how powerful it is, it shouldn't be like this!Xi Yuan was a little puzzled, but he didn't have the energy to investigate further. He lightly closed his eyes, hiding the expression in them, and finally didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Xi Yuan opened his eyes again, already calm.

His gentle voice sounded in the silence, "You owe me an apprentice."

Xi Yuan lightly rolled his eyelids, his eyes were gentle and kind, and said, "It's only natural to pay off debts, let alone a debt owed to me, Xi Yuan."

"Master Uncle—" The chilling coolness climbed from Bie Lu's back to the back of his neck again.Xi Yuan seemed unaware of Bie Lu's uneasiness, and his eyes fell on the pale-faced Xi Yu.

……

The next day, under the blue sky and white clouds, everyone looked up at a wheelchair flying across the Longyin Sea, carrying Xiyuan Shangxian to Xiaoyao Mountain.

The nuns flew over after hearing the news, and saw a child curled up on Xiyuan's lap. Some familiar monks wanted to jokingly approached him, but with a glance, they saw the child's lifeless face, and all of them stopped in their tracks.

"...it's Xishuang from Xiaoyaohui." A female cultivator who was watching recognized the child with a surprised expression on her face.The rumors of the Happy Party are the most talked about these days.

"Why did people die suddenly?" Someone dared not mention it face to face, and only kept their friends far away before whispering.

"Heaven is jealous of talents... I thought it was another 'Xiyuan', but I didn't expect it..." Some monks were full of regret.Whenever you go to the Xiaoyaohui in person, it is hard to forget how such a maverick child publicly challenged No. 1 in the world and forced to get started.

The head has already heard the wind.

Waiting by the mountain gate with my juniors, looking at the wheelchair falling slowly from the sky.Waiting to see the child in the arms of the younger brother, the eyes are fixed on the Guangming Monument next to it, and the scene of playing music with the wind on the Xiaoyao Stage and composing the music with nature is still playing.

The peak masters all had weird faces, and the sect master said, "Junior brother, why are you doing this?"

"Hurry up and put down the corpse, how many jokes should people see on your journey." Another peak master stepped forward to take over the corpse, Xiyuan's wheelchair kept passing by the peak masters and flew to Qingyun Peak.

"Hey!" The headmaster sighed, and a dozen brothers hurried to catch up.The wheelchair ran fast, and they followed into the main hall.Impressively, he saw Xi Yuan sitting at the top, and a steward who was summoned by sound transmission was holding the disciple's name plate in both hands.

The head of the sect turned pale with shock, "Junior brother! I left a pen—"

The other peak owners also gathered around and persuaded, "Everyone is dead, what are you doing?!"

Xiyuan raised his eyes and glanced around, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and explained, "I never regret my promise, since he has passed the test, I should keep my promise."

But, but, he's already dead!

The brothers and sisters came up with an idea at the same time, but Xiyuan looked so tepid, like a muddy cow entering the sea, and couldn't afford any opposition, and they all stared at Xiyuan's hand holding the pen.Of course, it was impossible for Xi Yuan to drop his pen with a flick of his hand, and he could only watch helplessly as Xi Yuan's pen flowed smoothly, and the special ink quickly branded a line of words.

[Xi Shuang, line four, take the road number Bie Shuang. 】

"Ah..." The peak masters looked at each other, sighed and sighed, with helpless expressions.The matter was a foregone conclusion, they stopped talking and began to persuade Xiyuan to bury the body.

"No need." Xi Yuan put down his pen, signaled the steward to put away the famous plate, turned the wheelchair out of the hall, and brought Xi Shuang back to his room.

The brothers followed behind to persuade him a few words, but it still didn't work, so they shut up.The head waited for Xiyuan to put the person into the dormitory, and when he left the room, he just breathed a sigh of relief, then he heard the younger brother say again:

"Remember that there is jade at the bottom of Wangjun Sea that can keep bones from decaying for thousands of years."

The sect leader choked on the remaining half of his breath, and was almost dizzy!

"Junior brother! You have read thousands of volumes, don't forget that this sentence is recorded in "Sou Xian Zhi", which is classified as a myth, the author is unknown, the content cannot be tested, and the records in it will not even be believed by children!! !"

Xiyuan said with a gentle expression, "I know."

"You know! You know what a ghost! The last time I recruited apprentices, I said I knew it, but in the end, I didn't do something stupid. I said that these four apprentices can't be accepted. Look, they are all dead, and they are still harming you—— "A peak master next to him patted the head's shoulder and interrupted him.

The sect leader was agitated for a moment, and spoke indiscriminately. He looked down and saw that his junior brother's originally gentle and shallow eyes had become tepid again.

"Forget it! I don't care, you can do as you like!"

Time passed by.

As soon as the story of Xishuang spread, the story of the past was exposed, shocking the world!The two attendants disappeared together with the dragon god Bai Yu, without a trace.

Spring flowers and autumn fall.

Summer goes and winter comes.

The Thirteen Peaks of Xiaoyao stood silently.

Qingyun Peak was silent, don't go up the mountain to pay respects to Master.

Along the way, people and birds disappeared without a sound.

Since Xishuang's death, Jingtao Palace has become less and less visited. The reason is very simple. One is to watch Xiyuan's expressions one by one with interest, and rarely disturb. .

The sound of the piano is long.

Bie He followed the sound and walked into the courtyard where Xi Yuan lived.

In the courtyard of the thousand-year-old green pines, he used to feel a little regretful when he saw that there was no child looking into the distance on the empty branches, but now...

The dense pine needles are piled up, and the falling shadow covers a futon under the tree. A man sits on it and plays the piano quietly. The sound of the piano is beautiful, and the luthier is even more picturesque.

His eyes moved slightly, and there was a slender child lying beside the luthier's lap, with his head resting on the luthier's knee, and his body curled up slightly, like a napping cat curled up beside his master's lap, closing his eyes and listening quietly.

At first glance it is also pleasing to the eye.

But when he looked closely, he found that the child had already lost his breath, but his body did not rot because of the jade in his mouth, and he didn't know where Xi Yuan found something. This soulless shell grew up year by year.

There was a pause ahead, Xi Yuan raised his eyes, "Why don't you come in?"

Bie He hid the growing jealousy in his eyes, and stepped forward to pay his respects.He had also asked his master why he wanted to leave behind a shell. Could it be that he still hoped that Xishuang's soul would return?At that time, the master was full of gentle eyes, but he just shook his head. He said angrily: "Even if we have to wait, what year and month will we have to wait, why not find a place with good geomantic omens to bury him properly."

At that time, the master was stuffing the fine jade into Xishuang's mouth, and he said, "I have nothing to do, just wait."

The first time she found Master playing the piano, Xishuang was lying at his feet.Normally, others would be afraid to offend Master's broken legs even if they took a second look at them, yet a dead body was actually pillowed on those bad legs.The leader was surprised and asked: How to move the corpse out to scare people?Xiyuan only said, "When I have nothing to do, I will bring Xishuang out to accompany me, so as not to let the picture fade away and make people laugh that I am a majestic Xiyuan playing music alone, without the company of a confidant."

In fact, no one would laugh at Xi Yuan's solo performance, but would only be afraid that he would let a corpse accompany him.

Bie He couldn't figure out what kind of feelings Master had for Xi Shuang at first.

If it is heartbreaking, the two have known each other for a short time, and Yu Xiyuan Shangxian's long life is only an insignificant flick of a finger, far from it.

If you say that you attach great importance to it and are indispensable?

The master didn't even think about chasing the soul at all, and the only move that shocked the world was nothing more than a whimsical trip to Wangjun's seabed to find the legendary jade.But it's really unusual to go to great lengths just to leave a shell.

Since then, various unusual behaviors have occurred repeatedly, and when asked, he just answered casually: "I have nothing to do."

Every time I have nothing to do.It took Bie He a long time to understand the meaning of these four characters.

Leisure, come, nothing, matter.

Not overly concerned, but extremely special.

This boy who fell into the world as soon as he appeared in shock had already knocked on the heart door of Shangxian Xiyuan, but it was a pity that he had already left suddenly before he opened the door and set foot in it.

Therefore, I left a note of neither light nor heavy in Master's heart, and every time I think of it, I can only use the sentence "I have nothing to do at leisure", not too little, and no more.

……

Huaxia, Lingxiao Mountain.

Dawn breaks in the east, and the faint light illuminates the Luoxue Courtyard, the cold winter and the first month.

The door of Lu Hanshuang's room was locked. Xiao Yan came outside the door early in the morning and stayed there for a long time. His hair was covered with frost, but he didn't seem to feel the coldness, and his heart burned badly.

Usually, it is not uncommon for Lu Hanshuang to stay out of retreat for a year or so.At that time, Xiao Yan knew that Lu Hanshuang was only in seclusion. People were inside, and although he was worried, he had never been like this—every time he had free time, he couldn't help but come over to take a look. It seemed that the door would be pushed open from the inside in the next moment, and he walked out. That white-haired, snow-covered man.

However, in just a few days, he was restless, and his heart was anxious, like water floating on a pan of oil, restless all day long.

Xiao Yan didn't know the Mirror of Two Lives before, and since Lu Hanshuang stayed behind closed doors, he went to inquire now, and it clearly confirmed the guess in his heart that Lu Hanshuang had indeed gone to another plane.

With Lu Hanshuang's unworldly temperament, where can someone take care of her?Can someone take care of basic necessities of life?Will I be harassed by people who don't have eyes?Who and what will they meet?

And... will it come back?

Knowing that Lu Hanshuang must do what he says, Xiao Yan can't feel at ease.

In the dead of night, he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, guesses and doubts popped up involuntarily, and he could only meditate all night, so as to suppress the anxiety that was overcome by the day.

In the morning mist, a young man wearing glasses hurried up the mountain accompanied by his secretary.

It is the new president, Chang An.

He had just succeeded in the first month, which should have been the busiest time, so it was really helpless for him to withdraw to visit the Xianyin Sect.Chang An rolled up his jacket and smiled wryly.The Xiongzhu Kingdom really does not allow people to live in peace during the New Year. He has just succeeded here, and his position is not secure, and a huge thunder is thrown over there.

The Joint Disaster Response Council was established and the first president was elected by voting.The concept of catastrophe has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people through the propaganda that the hero country has spared no effort in these years.Compared with other countries' superficial impressions of the catastrophe, and their ignorant attitude of not knowing where it started and when it would end, the Huaxia government firmly believes in Lu's statement of "a hundred years of catastrophe". The central question of the year.The existence of the chairman of the council will naturally become the leader leading the direction of global development when the world pattern changes.

Other countries still don't understand what kind of terrifying energy and power this is. Chang An is already full of enthusiasm and ambition, and wants to lay the first cornerstone for the struggle for China's hegemony.

Last night, the Nirvana team worked overtime overnight to correct and improve the speech script for the last time. He read it aloud and memorized it over and over again, correcting the tone and pronunciation of foreign languages.When he left in the morning, the team members watched him with dark circles under their eyes, their expressions were only nervous but not excited.Everyone knows that the odds are slim this time.

A few days ago, the Heroic Kingdom, which has been building momentum for a long time, carried out intensive final publicity, and the feedback was good.The Nirvana team tried their best, but still fell behind. This is not unrelated to the fact that the sewage poured by the heroic country was difficult to clean up. Who is wrong, everyone wants to see who will give more benefits?Obviously, the hero country is far more impressive than Huaxia from this point of view.

This morning, the representatives of each country will give their last speeches, and the final vote will be held in the afternoon.Chang An should go to the council building immediately to make preparations.But under such a tense situation, he still squeezed out a little time to visit Xianyinzong.

Because he understands that if they can't get a powerful hole card that can turn the situation around, they will definitely lose.

Obviously, the answer is disappointment.

Xiao Yan said, "The head is still in retreat." Breaking Chang An's expectations.A dejected expression was evident on his face, and he stood at the door in a daze, for a moment he was at a loss because of his helplessness. The secretary next to him carefully reminded, "Chairman, there is no time."

Chang An quickly sorted out his emotions, bid farewell to Xiao Yan, and left in a hurry.

The special plane flew across the sky, Chang An looked at the clouds outside the window, remained silent for a long time, and asked the secretary for a speech.I took the throat-warming tea and recited it silently over and over again, trying to recite it fluently.

Next, you can predict what the result will be. He just wants to do his best and have a clear conscience.

Lingxiao Mountain, Luoxueyuan.

In the room, a little Nascent Soul climbed out of the female mirror and burrowed into the belly of the young man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.Lu Hanshuang, who was holding the mirror for a long time without moving, twitched her eyelashes, and slowly opened those light-pigmented eyes.