Your Grace as before

Island of Souls

The illusory Lihun Island is a fairyland in human rumors. One white and one black stand side by side on the mysterious island. I don't know what the man in black said. Yet?"

The man in black shook his head with a sullen face

Seeing this, the man in white staggered and flew away. The man in black looked at the man who was going away and sighed softly.

Lihun dragged Zhiyi with a black face, and walked towards Qilin Mountain with a smile, holding the cold and slender hand in his hand, as if grabbing the most precious treasure, the two arrived outside Qilin Mountain

From far away, the urgent and mournful sound of the qin was heard, and the melodious clang of the qin was forced to be shrill and piercing by the performer, Li Heng's dark pupils were dim and unpredictable

Zhi Yi frowned: "What's the matter with Lord Lian Qing?"

Li Heng gently tugged at the hand in his palm: "Let's go!"

Eyes turned to the two walking hand in hand, the sense of sorrow turned into deep helplessness, and the melodious sound of the piano completely showed the change of the master's heart

Lian Qing looked at the two people sitting in front, her lowered eyes concealed all the unspeakable emotions

"Lian Qing's piano skills are getting better and better." Li Heng looked at Lian Qing who was secretly sad.

Lian Jianbo's figure paused slightly, and looked up at Li Heng, who was leisurely and complacent, inexplicably, such a Li Heng seemed to make people feel even more sad...

Looking at Zhiyi's hand that was forcibly breaking free, he thought to himself, that's all, such an experience is worth it

"No matter what, in front of you, it's still a trick."

Li Heng couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe... Lian Qing is becoming more and more humble."

"It's not that I'm being modest. Within the Celestial Clan and even among the other races, who knows that you, Li Heng, have superb piano skills?"

"When will such trivial words be able to enter Lianqing's ears?"

Gently plucking the strings, two strokes of hair on the forehead covered Qingjun's brows: "Why don't you play it together?"

Li Heng poured two cups of tea, put one of them in front of Zhi Yi, picked up another cup, and said: "I can kill myself when I play the piano."

The atmosphere between the two was stiff and depressing, Zhi Yi looked at the pair of former friends in front of him, blinked his glazed eyes slightly, picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, then handed it to Li Heng, and said softly: "More!"

The two confronting each other were startled, an uncontrollable laughter came from Li Heng's mouth, Lian Qing pouted helplessly

Handing the cup filled with tea to Zhi Yi, Li Heng stared at the dazzling red lips close to the mouth of the cup without blinking.

The scorching gaze made Zhi Yi feel uncomfortable all over, he glared hard at the instigator, but the man raised his eyebrows, the provocation was self-evident

Lian Qing looked at the two people who were shining brightly, and felt really funny and angry in his heart. The thousand-year friendship completely lost its weight in the face of love.

From the corner of Zhiyi's eyes, he saw Lian Qing leaving, and stared blankly at Li Heng, who was having a good time. Li Heng took the opportunity to pull Zhi Yi, and took a decisive bite on Xiao Xiangjiu's neck. □□Speaking out, biting his lips in shame

……

The afterglow slowly dispersed, and the thin back looked into the distance. There seemed to be something more in such a similar scene. Li Heng stood behind Lian Qing and watched quietly. After a long while, he walked forward and looked at Lian Qing together.

It was quiet and harmonious, but it was accidentally broken by something!He is His Royal Highness Li Heng who is admired by the Celestial Clan, and he is the Heavenly Monarch Lian Qing who is far away from the world, equally noble and elegant, equally elegant and elegant

Li Heng sighed softly, turned around and left, the connection between the two seemed to be broken for a moment.

Lian Qinggui is a heavenly monarch, but he has always been on good terms with Li Heng, and the thousand-year friendship can be broken at will, but Li Heng doesn't understand why the inexplicable excess of breath on his body is related to Lian Qing, when did it start, My every move will be monitored, and there are many restrictions on Qilin Mountain.

Li Heng knew that there must be something on him, either there was a great danger, or... If he wanted to find out the cause of the matter, it must be related to Xuanbing Tianhu

But before going to Xuanbingtian Lake, you have to go to another place

Shaoyuan Temple, Sturgeon Street, Ancient Town

The incense was still in full bloom, and the expressions on the faces of the people who came to pray were more pious and sincere than before. The red thread on the altar was dazzling, but this time, Li Heng really felt the call from the red thread, and could even hear it. The feeling of joy from the red line is surprisingly intimate and familiar

Li Heng stepped forward slowly, stepping up involuntarily, longing, longing, and determined in his heart that it was his own without any doubt. The second before he touched the red line, he was stopped abruptly, and there was a sound coming from the red line. Harsh din and resentment

Li Heng turned his head, and Lian Qing looked at himself with an unclear expression. His mind was finally clear, and he looked at the red line on the stage. His heart was complicated. The consciousness that came out of the red line at that moment was so clear and clear, calling his own voice Such impatience, such compassion

"How did you come?"

Lian Qing didn't answer, but said: "I'm afraid this red line has become a fine line, it's better for you to come here less often in the future."