<Comprehensive> There is always a crossing suitable for you

She once again gave her heart to the domineering and gentle city lord, and she was betrayed again, and when she realized that he only loved her skin, she smiled.

There was sadness, unwillingness, and despair in the laughter.

Then she shed tears.

She finally understood the meaning of that contract, she got the man who was rich and powerful, but she couldn't get anyone's heart.

But she doesn't hold a grudge.

She also understands that while getting the best things, she also has to lose the most important things.

Wuji saw Qingcheng's memories, saw the tears falling from Qingcheng's face in the wine glass and fell on the ground, printing a dark splash of water, the hand holding the wine glass rubbed the body of the glass, and laughed.

Although he doesn't understand love, he also understands that what Qingcheng wants is not love, but what she lacks.

When one has something, one desires what one does not have.

It's like the opposite of Qingcheng, even if a person has love, he still desires to be rich.

Wuji drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and a drop of the leaked wine slipped down his neck and fell into his collar, giving him an extra charming charm.

As soon as Wu Huan came in, he saw Wuji like this, his eyes were a little dazed, and his footsteps subconsciously relaxed, as if he was afraid of touching something.

"You came."

For a year, Wuhuan would come to him almost every day, but she didn't say anything, just drinking with him.

I don't know when, Wuji fell in love with drinking. Compared with sweet and mellow wine, now he prefers bitter and strong wine. Although he doesn't quite understand the reason, he has never been drunk.

"Why is Wuji actually a drunkard now?"

Wuji has been staying here for a year. Although Wuhuan doesn't know his purpose, he can feel that his feelings are becoming more and more uncontrollable.

Wuji put the wine glass on the table, stretched out his hand to grab the clothes on Wuhuan's chest, Wuhuan was stunned for a moment, and fell into Wuji's arms the next second.

Wuji looked at the young man in his arms who was staring blankly at him, and smiled slightly, but there was no emotion in his dark eyes, his delicate and handsome face softened under the light of the room, but Wuhuan's whole body seemed to be splashed with cold water. It was the same, trembling unconsciously.

Maybe it was because of the indifference of those eyes, maybe it was because of the irritability, anger and unwillingness in my heart when I saw those eyes that had no emotion for him.

Wuji touched Wuhuan's chin with his slender white jade hand, and asked softly in Wuhuan's ear: "It's so late, why did Wuhuan come to see me?"

Wuji's hand touching Wuhuan's chin made him feel a little itchy, but it made him numb as if it was electrified.

"Do I need a reason to come to you? I come whenever I want." Wu Huan raised her head, her eyes were bright, possessive and arrogant, and her hot eyes penetrated even more in the dimly lit room.

When Wuji saw Wuhuan's eyes, he didn't feel anything, and there was no disturbance in his heart, he just smiled on his face, so calm that Wuhuan gritted his teeth secretly.

"Long night, we can do some interesting things, and it's not guaranteed, this is the last time."

The corners of Wuji's mouth curled into an arc, and with one hand free, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, bringing it to Wuhuan's mouth.

"The last time?!" Wu Huan's face turned pale, the original rosy face seemed to lose a third of its color, and she tightly grasped Wuji's arm, "You're leaving tomorrow?!"

Seeing that Wu Huan didn't seem to be drinking, Wu Ji took a sip of the glass of wine, squinted his eyes, and then looked at Wu Huan with an ugly face and said, "I've been here for a year, and it's been so long since I've been neglected. It's time to go back."

"..." Wuhuan looked at Wuji.

"That's right, then I'll do it for you tomorrow." Wu Huan calmed down and regained her cold and arrogant expression, as if the ugly face just now was just an illusion, she was incredibly calm.

Only he himself could feel the irritability and emotion welling up from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, Wuji also understands that only Wuhuan's appearance is the calm before the storm.

Wuji watched Wu Huan take the wine glass in his hand, and then took a sip of the wine where he had just sipped.

Wuji smiled, "I've stayed here for a year, and nothing has changed. I'm still a great general, and no one can touch me. If I want to leave, no one can stop me."

"Wuhuan, do you understand?"

Wu Huan's face became ugly again, of course he knew it.

Looking at Wu Huan's pale and ugly face, Wu Ji felt nothing in his heart, but he was inexplicably lost and empty, but it was not because of Wu Huan, it was just an inexplicable and unreasonable feeling.

Before he could feel this inexplicable loss, Wuji was puzzled to find that this loss disappeared again.

Wuji let go of Wuhuan, turned his back to Wuhuan, then turned his face to the side, rejecting Wuhuan.

"The duke should go to bed earlier, I won't see you off."

No one has ever touched the real him, only Wuhuan, but so what?

His heart has never been seen by anyone, no one has ever seen his heart, and no one has walked into his heart.

Wuhuan looked at Wuji's blurred silhouette under the light, got up and left with a sullen face.

Naturally, he didn't know that he had lost the chance to be close to Wuji's heart, and it was also the only and last chance.

He also didn't see the look of loneliness on Wuji's expressionless face with his back turned to him, although it was only for a moment.

Wuji restrained the expression on his face, probably because he drank some alcohol, his head seemed to be hurting, otherwise how could he have such an expression and feeling.

'System, what's going on here? '

[This is the problem of the host. 】

Wuji listened to the mechanical voices of male and female voices that could not be heard in the system next to his ears, his black eyes became gloomy, and his delicate and handsome face became gloomy.

However, at the next moment, he seemed to hear something that made him laugh. His smile was joyful and sunny, and his dark eyes seemed to lighten a little, turning into a clear amber color, pure and sunny.

The delicate and handsome appearance has more sunshine and handsomeness that does not belong to "The Promise".

It is a mask belonging to Yan Taiyang.

Also just a mask.

The author has something to say: I think there is still a lot to write in this chapter, but it is still so short in the end.

I'm really sorry for being so late this time, but helpless, I asked for leave for a long time, but I didn't expect that there were too many things, I stayed up for several days and nights, and I didn't have much energy.

I started writing articles in 2014. At the beginning, it was just for the heart of being cheated, and then I gradually lost the passion and motivation to write articles at the beginning.

I know that my update is really slow, but I promise not to cheat, but I don’t know how many people will accompany me to go on, well, even if there is only one person, I will write it down.

I am very touched by Bo Liang's reminders day after day, but when will you fulfill your promise, I will update you to lose weight?puff!

Just inexplicably want to write some thanks to 2333333

☆、chapter68 Promise (8)

At dawn the next day, Wuji had already woken up. It was the king who called him back to the palace when he left this time. He had already received the secret letter from the king the day before yesterday.

Hearing the movement in the room, she knocked on the door, and the maid came in with her dressing and dressing things, lowered her head and raised her hand towards Wuji.

"My lord, please wash up."

Seeing the strange maid, Wuji smiled slightly, with a gentle smile on his handsome face, and his voice was magnetic and gentle, "Are you sent by the Duke?"

The maid didn't look up, she just replied: "Yes."

Wuji put on the moon-white shirt with gold-rimmed rolling clouds brought to him by the maid. The moon-white shirt made his skin fairer, and the black hair on it was tied with a white ribbon. Waist, delicate and handsome face as cold as the moon, but with a gentle smile like a gentleman.

Although it is in front of you like a banished fairy, it is far away.

The curious maid standing at the door raised her head inadvertently, but she was already stunned with just one glance.

Wuji's black eyes were narrowed with a smile, "The Duke has a heart."

The maid continued to keep her head down in silence, and she was of course curious about what the handsome man in front of her looked like at this time, but she had been in this world for so many years, and she knew what to look at and what not to look at.

Thinking of the tenderness and possessiveness in the Duke's eyes when he mentioned Mr. Wuji before he came, the maid's agitated heart was as cold as if soaked in ice water.

The departing team is ready, just waiting for Wuji.

Wuji walked out of the Duke's mansion, and saw the back standing at the door with his hands behind his back, the man seemed to sense him, turned his head, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared on his face.

"With Wuji gone, I don't know when we can meet again."

"There will be a chance to meet again after all." Wuji looked at Wu Huan for a while, and then looked at the person beside Wu Huan who was wrapped in a black feather coat. This person only showed his chin, blue and white lips, and his face was covered by darkness. Wrap up.

This person was brought by Wu Huan from the Xuedi clan, and he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Then, Wuhuan, I'm leaving." Wuji walked by Wuhuan's side without any reluctance or nostalgia.

Wu Huan turned around and looked at Wu Ji, the wind blew his hair, the long hair covered his sight, only Wu Ji's somewhat blurred back could be seen from the hair, Wu Huan hugged his flying hair.

"Wait, no..."

Wuji heard panic and bewilderment in Wu Huan's cold and arrogant voice.But he didn't stop, just glanced at Wu Huan who was staring at him, smiled, and got on the horse. With the movement of getting on the horse, the moon-white clothes fluttered, and the hair fluttered into a flying arc, chic and elegant, " drive" and left.

Only Wu Huan was left watching Wu Ji leave, with complicated and determined eyes, Wu Huan has always been a person who will never give up in order to achieve his goal.

It's just that the time is not yet ripe, and Wuji will not be able to escape his control until then.

Wu Huan couldn't restrain her excitement when she thought about the future of Wuji because of the various expressions he showed.

Wu Huan has always been a calm person, so he suppressed this excitement.

in the palace.

Wang waited for the news that Wuji had returned, and was kissing the concubine who was in his arms to please him. He pushed the concubine away and looked at the eunuch who came to report. Wang's face was full of excitement and joy, and he thought of that The man was dressed in black, with black hair, a gentle expression, picturesque eyebrows, exquisite and handsome facial features, like a banished fairy, which made people dare not desecrate.

But in Wang's mind, he only thought about the man's celestial appearance, and couldn't help feeling a little dry.

"General Wuji has arrived at the royal city...General Xuan Wuji will rest for a day, and will come to the palace tomorrow to see this king."

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Guangming returned to the king's city to return to his mission. He was on his way into the palace. Sitting on the horse, he saw the man in black and black hair standing in front of the peach blossom tree, twirling a light-colored petal with his fingers. When the breeze blew, his black hair fluttered slightly. , which makes that person graceful.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, Wuji turned his face away, and looked at Guangming sitting on the horse with a pair of charming eyes without smiling.

This person's exquisite and handsome facial features have not changed a bit from a year ago, his eyes are gentle, and he is looking at him quietly, a petal blown by the breeze is falling on his shoulder, Guangming can't help being absent-minded for a long time, until he hears that he is deserted but strange With a gentle voice, he came back to his senses, but Guangming could still feel the heartbeat in his chest not calming down.

"General Guangming, what's the matter?"

Guangming was originally a general, but he was just a small military adviser. Guangming was proud and arrogant. , so Guangming could only hold back his breath.

But now, Wuji found that this person was actually attracted to him.It was a bit of a surprise, but it didn't matter, on the contrary, it became more interesting.

"Long time no see, General Wu Da."

Wuji smiled, his handsome and exquisite facial features opened his bright eyes, and Wuji froze for a moment when he saw the light as expected.

"It's not a long time, it's just a year."

"Where is the general going?"

"Enter the palace."

Wuji pinched the petal on his shoulder, feeling the wetness on his hand, "But this peach blossom is so beautiful that I couldn't help but stop."

Guangming looked at the peach blossom forest in front of him. The mist in the morning had not dissipated, making the peach blossom forest look like a fairyland. Coupled with the exquisite and handsome person in front of him, he imagined that if he put on white clothes and stood under the tree With the appearance of picking up flowers, his mind became restless.

Guangming couldn't help adding: "It's very beautiful." But even he himself didn't quite understand whether the beauty was referring to the people or the scenery.

Wuji raised his lips and smiled, and rode on the horse not far away, and the subordinates who were not far away followed at this moment.

"Then I will go ahead, General Guangming will leave."

Guangming saw that Wuji was about to whip his horse and whip to leave, so he hurriedly said: "Wait, General, I will be with you. I am returning to the palace."

Then Wuji in front of him took a deep look at him, his black eyes were bottomless, carrying something he couldn't see, but the next moment he became gentle again.

"Then let's go together."

After Wuji had finished speaking, he turned his head away, and only the light that made his heart beat like thunder was left in cold sweat. He felt like he had been read through his mind, but he relaxed a little when he saw that Wuji didn't respond. But also with loss.

In the king's bedroom.

Wuji stood in front of Wang, lowering his eyebrows. Wang's greedy gaze made Wuji's black eyes darker, only the frost in the depths did not loosen at all, but when Wuji raised his head again, there was only a gentle, delicate and beautiful look in his eyes. His facial features softened, and he stared dumbfounded at Wang Wuji.

The time has come, the time has come.

"Aiqing, you have worked hard for one year in Beidi."

"This is what the minister should do."

After finishing speaking, Wuji smiled and looked at Wang, whose eyes were blue and black, his eyes were scattered and his insides were exhausted, which was an expression of excessive indulgence, "I'm in the Northland, and I heard something about beauties, I think Wang should be interested. "

Hearing Wuji's words, Wang's eyes lit up. The beauty spoken by this fairy-like character must be very beautiful.

"Ai Qing, tell me!"

The corners of Wuji's mouth curled up into a smile, "In the Northland, there is a beauty named Qingcheng. I don’t know, but what Qingcheng said is true.”

Hearing Wuji's words, the king was very interested, and immediately ordered Qingcheng to enter the king's city.

Wuji diverted Wang's attention, felt that the gaze on him was gone, smiled on his face, and the chill in his heart became more and more icy.

Now, when Wuji sees the king who is addicted to beauty, he can already foresee the scene of the city and the country.

There was a malicious smile on the corner of Wuji's mouth, but the smile disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say: The first post in Chinese New Year, still short and sharp←_←

Thank you Qianren and Jing for the two landmines waiting for the warm wind and Zilu for the one mine~

☆、chapter69 Promise (9)

Above the majestic hall, a king sat on a noble dragon chair, and all the courtiers below lowered their heads. Only a handsome and cold man in black with black hair raised his head, with an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth. Smile.

"My lord, Miss Qingcheng has been brought here." A father-in-law dressed as an eunuch said at the entrance of the main hall.

Wang Tao turned his eyes away from Wuji's handsome and delicate face, and said with a little interest, "Xuan."

The loyal ones among the courtiers all sighed from the bottom of their hearts. After they found out that the king wanted to find this woman named Qingcheng, they all went to investigate this woman, and all they got was the result of disastrous to the country and the people.

I don't know what will happen to this country.

The voice just fell.

People who haven't seen this woman can already smell a fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and intoxicated.

The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised, her eyebrows were slightly lighter, and a plum blossom blooming between her eyebrows made her face fair and colorful, and her black eyes were like stars hanging from the sky, with an intoxicating brilliance. The red lips under the small and straight nose are slightly raised.

This smile fascinated the sitting Wang, and he stood up unknowingly, as if he was going to meet the woman.

Qingcheng was dressed in white, covered with a pink thin coat, and her long black hair like a waterfall was scattered behind her back. When she saw Wuji standing beside her, she froze for a moment, but quickly disappeared, walking in the center as if nothing had happened.

Gently kneeling on the main hall, "The daughter of the people is all over the city, and I pay my respects to the king."

The appearance of the Qingcheng Qingcheng, the temperament of the whole body is like a fairy, so kneeling on the top of the hall, the king felt a little profane, and hurried down, holding Qingcheng's shoulders, "There is no need to be too polite, no need to be too polite."

Wuji saw Wang Yi's eyes fixed on Qingcheng, as if he couldn't tolerate anyone anymore, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, this Qingcheng seems to be different from half a month ago. There is a dead silence in his eyes. Although he is smiling, it doesn't reach his eyes. It's just that the pair of extremely beautiful eyes are covered up, so no one can notice it.

"You raise your head and let me have a look." Wang stared at Qingcheng who lowered his head, and said.

Qingcheng heard Wang's words, "Yes."

Qingcheng raised her head slowly, looked into Wang's eyes, and saw the obsession with him in those eyes without any surprise.

Oh, the favor of the strongest man, the most beautiful clothes in the world, now she almost got it.

It's just that, for her now, it's useless.

There was despair and dead silence in Qingcheng's eyes, but there was still a beautiful smile on his face.

Is this her destiny?

In her final fate, although she got everything, she felt that she had nothing.

……

A year later, Qingcheng became the princess again, but not the princess of a small country, but the princess of the largest kingdom in this boundless world.

Wang dotes on her more and more. Even so, Qingcheng also knows that Wang only loves this skin, and is not interested in her under the skin. She doesn't even know that she can dance until now.

Qingcheng was dressed in plain clothes, covered with a blue gauze, her already alluring face was even more beautiful with makeup on, her luxuriant jade feet stirred up waves and drops of water in the water.

"Your Majesty, it's still a little cold now, let's go back." A court lady standing behind him urged Qingcheng.

Qingcheng just smiled, "It's okay, I can still bear the coldness."

At that time, she was wearing tattered clothes, looking for food to survive in the ice and snow, how could she compare with now.

It's just that at that time she was full of hope of survival, not like now...

I don't know why, this year I always recall the past, recalling her when she was still young, recalling all kinds of things with the man who loved her before, but after recalling, I feel that everything is so illusory, so empty, so... powerless.

If she had never agreed to that Wuji request, would she be happier than she is now, but in the end she could only come up with an unknown answer.

Maybe she gets happiness when she grows up, maybe... just starved to death in a certain street.

Qingcheng raised his head and looked at the sky. The sparse clouds were gathering and dispersing, erratic, and turning his head, he saw a small pavilion standing on the water. A black shadow flitted across the water and landed in the pavilion. He was dressed in a black dress. The black hair on the shoulders fell lazily on her chest, as if she felt her gaze, turned her head, and her delicate and handsome face fell into her eyes, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

Promise, the person she loves and hates at the same time.

A white shadow fell behind Wuji, who didn't seem to notice Qingcheng, sat beside Wuji, then leaned his head on Wuji's shoulder, with love in his eyes.

The man leaning on Wuji's shoulder is a man, Qingcheng can tell it at a glance, but why is it so intimate?An incredible thought rose in Qingcheng's heart, and he stared even more closely.

As if aware of Qingcheng's overly enthusiastic gaze, the man leaning on Wuji's shoulder finally raised his head.

Qingcheng was so frightened that she pulled out her feet soaked in the river and ran away from the river. The maid behind her hurriedly called out, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! You are still barefoot!"

Qingcheng left the river panting, Qingcheng remembered the man's face in disbelief, it was clearly General Guangming.

But...why...are you so close to Wuji?

……

Wuji said helplessly, "You scared Qingcheng away."

Guangming didn't take it seriously, looking at the gentleness in Wuji's eyes, the cold voice with helplessness made his heart beat faster, his fair face was slightly red, "Who told you to look at her for so long?"

Guangming knew that this favored concubine was born extremely beautiful. Although he knew that Wuji didn't like it, he didn't like Wuji's attention on others even more.

Half a year ago, as soon as he understood his feelings for Wuji, he blushed and stammered his confession without much thought, but he never expected Wuji to agree.

But it's been half a year, how could he not know that Wuji doesn't actually have him in his heart, let alone... let alone... Wuji and him don't even have a real skin-to-skin relationship...

Seeing Guangming's flushed face, Wuji smiled gently, and the sound of vibration came into Guangming's ears.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wuji pointed at the water, "You can see what I'm laughing at when you look at it."

Guangming turned his head to look at himself reflected in the water suspiciously, and found that his face was flushed like a girl in spring, and his face immediately became even redder. He tapped his toes on the water surface as if he was embarrassed, and left.

Wuji smiled and looked at Guangming's leaving figure.

Wuji's eyes became dark.

It's time, it's time to start.

A large number of troops began to attack the royal city. The royal city had long been decayed. How could the weak defenders of the city be able to resist the well-trained and murderous Northland army that was surviving on the tip of their knives.

Finally broke into the king's palace.

A man in white stood in front of the hall, looking at the panic-stricken king who was forced to the top of the hall, clutching the glazed tiles, in stark contrast to the indifferently smiling Princess Qingcheng.

"Shoot the king down." Wu Huan held an ink fan, closed the fan, and pointed at the king who was holding onto the glazed tile.

"Hold on."

Qingcheng raised her red lips and smiled, her extremely beautiful face was seductive, and her bright black eyes led people into the world of bliss. A beautiful face, but there is a mysterious beauty for no reason.

"Who wants to see what I'm wearing under my clothes?" The soft voice rang out, becoming clear in front of the suddenly quiet palace.

Qingcheng's soft and boneless hands are slender and white, picking up the fluttering gauze dress, it seems that she is about to ride the wind and go away, like a fairy.

"If you want to see what I'm wearing under my clothes, put down your weapons."

The soldiers below put down their weapons one after another, and looked at Qingcheng obsessively.

When Qingcheng was about to say something, she was pushed away by Wang, "You bitch!"

Qingcheng exclaimed, grabbed the tiles with one hand, and hung in the air. This hall is as high as a four-story building. If she falls, she will be seriously injured if she does not die.

The following exclaimed.

Wu Huan watched a farce, and sat on the back of a kneeling slave with great interest.

In the end, Qingcheng couldn't hold on any longer and fell down. The wide gauze covered her, and her long hair covered her face. Even in such a distressed moment, Qingcheng looked extremely beautiful.

Finally, a man in black Chinese clothes caught her, Qingcheng grabbed the man as if grabbing a life-saving straw, Qingcheng saw that the black mask covered his face, leaving only a pair of black eyes eye.

Qingcheng recognized that the clothes on the man were Wuji.

Was it the mysterious Wuji who saved her?

For a moment, Qingcheng had mixed feelings, so this is... the second time he saved her?

It's just that the man in black took her away quickly, put her in a forest, and then disappeared.

Not far away, Wuji smiled and watched the man wearing the same clothes kneel in front of him on one knee, lowered his body, and took off the mask on the face of the man with his head bowed.

The man raised his head and looked at Wuji with hidden admiration.

"You are doing well, Kunlun."

The author has something to say: Zha Gong's essence, now there is light, there is Wuhuan, there is Kunlun, and finally there is Qingcheng.

After I finish this world, I will write that the protagonist goes back to the world he has been to before, and then complete the Brothers War in Shura Field, and then finish it. In the final stage, try to update it every day, oh oh oh, little angels don’t hesitate to comment and bomb me.

Finally, I would like to thank the little angel who gave me mines for a month, thank Xiao for rocket launchers and diving bombs, Xumo for two days of mines, Mobai for two mines, Zilu for one mine, and Little Mary for three Landmines, two mines from Qianren, one mine from Yinyue, and two mines waiting for the warm wind to come.

Thank you to the other little angels who have been waiting for my update and still persist in sending blade updates to 2333

ps: Laziness is not a disease, but it is like cancer hhhh

☆、chapter70 Promise (End)

Wu Huan was dressed in white, her half-length black hair raised slightly with the movement of opening the door, the corners of her mouth curled up just right, her black eyes were full of arrogance, but mixed with some madness, on the surface she was still a nobleman look like.

The fan in his hand was opened after opening the door, with a leisurely look, as comfortable as shopping.

No one could have imagined that such an elegant man would step on the dead body of the king and enter the hall.

Wu Huan's black eyes were fixed on the figure standing on the hall with his back turned to him, with increasingly eager eyes, Wu Huan looked at the background, subconsciously took a light step, and slowly approached that person.

"You are here, long time no see."

The man who turned his back to Wu Huan turned around, with a smile on his handsome and delicate face, which made people fall into this false tenderness.

Yes, false gentleness, no one can know his true appearance better than Wu Huan.

"You already guessed that I would rebel?"

Wuji laughed, "I have been in your house for so long, how could I not know what you are going to do?"

"Then why didn't General Wuji stop me?" Wu Huan narrowed her eyes and said in a slightly cold tone.

Wuji turned around, walked to the high weight chair, stretched out his hand to caress, with a smile, the look in his eyes made Wu Huan shudder, "For me, is it you who is sitting in this seat, or is it someone else? People, to me, make no difference."

Wu Huan looked at Wuji's hands on the chair, they were white and slender, with well-defined joints, and they were indescribably beautiful hands.

This is the hand of the great general Wuji, without a cocoon, the temperature is slightly cold, even when you are in love, it is so cold.

Wu Huan looked at Wu Ji's face, with eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, and the slightly drooping eyelids at this time covered up the emotions in the eyes, but Wu Huan knew that those eyes must be barren at this time.

So lonely.

Even after a year, everything about that person is still so familiar to Wu Huan.

Wuji looked at the chair under his hand. It was obviously just a chair, but it symbolized the highest status. He smiled and looked at Wuhuan, "Now, this seat is yours."

"You don't need to say, it's already mine now."

Wu Huan flew forward and landed in front of Wuji, looking at Wuji with the same smile on his face, Wuhuan covered the only light source, Wuji looked at Wuhuan in the backlight, Wuhuan's handsome face was full of There was a faint smile, and his eyes were filled with the inevitable, hot eyes, which didn't make Wuji have any reaction.

He still looks like a gentle gentleman.

Wu Huan took a step up, turned her face closer, and saw that the man in front of her didn't change his expression, she became a little annoyed.

Wu Huan pressed her lips to the man's slightly cool thin lips, and impatiently stretched out her tongue to lick the man's upper lip.

Wuji looked at the magnified face in front of him, the warm touch came from his lips, and the deep affection for him in those eyes was inexplicably excited. emotional excitement.

This is the same as when facing the light, when seeing the obsession with him in the eyes of the light, the faint interest.

Unknowingly, he, from despising this kind of feeling at the beginning, now begins to enjoy it.

The emptiness in his chest seemed to be gradually being filled.

Suddenly, Wuji suddenly remembered the man he adopted when he was Yantaiyang, his adoptive father.

"Hehe...hehehe...hahahahahaha..." Wuji pushed Wuhuan away, at first he laughed in a low voice, and then he laughed loudly.

This is the first time Wuji has vented his emotions, "So that's how it is!"

Wuji's exquisite and handsome face is full of happiness, with a pure smile like a child, black Chinese clothes intertwined with black hair, and a pure smile on his fair face.

On the other side different from the Wuji that Wu Huan knew, Wu Huan was stunned for a moment, watching Wuji's silent black eyes gradually becoming alive, like a person who survived a catastrophe and came back to life again.

Wuji saw Wu Huan standing aside blankly, the smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't restrained, and there was a fatal temptation to Wu Huan.

Wuji lightly picked his fingers, and changed back to a gentle gentleman, with a gentle tone, looking at Wuhuan with bright black eyes, "Come here."

Wuhuan was silent for a while, and approached Wuji.

Wuji looked at the person in front of him and smiled, "If you are willing to kneel in front of me and beg me, how about I stay with you?"

Wu Huan was annoyed, "Even if you don't like me, you can't insult me ​​like this!"

Wuji touched Wuhuan's cheek lightly with his fingers, and looked at Wuhuan sincerely, with affection in his eyes, "How could I insult you, I just can't let it go, I am the former general, and you are the current king, if you Kneel down and beg me, let me feel less guilty, okay?"

Wu Huan stared blankly at Wuji, her eyes dodged a little, her lips were tightly pursed, and she completely forgot what Wuji said before.

—— "For me, it doesn't make any difference whether it's you or someone else sitting in this position."

He's just a cold-hearted person, and when he becomes affectionate, no one can resist, and Wu Huan saw Wuji suddenly let go of something.

In the end, Wuhuan closed his eyes, and slowly knelt down on Wuji. Being so proud, he never thought that he would kneel alone to beg for mercy.

Wuji looked at Wuhuan's lowered head, raised Wuhuan's chin with his fingers, Wuhuan's face came into view, the haughty and hopeful eyes made Wuji slightly, leaned down, and kissed Wuhuan's lips .

"Wu Huan, you did a great job, I like you."

Whether it is true or not, Wuji himself knows.

But Wu Huan was indulging in Wuji's rare sweet talk, and Wu Huan blushed, "Young master... I know that no one will like me."

"It's really cute." Wuji looked at the shyness on Wuhuan's face, touched the corner of Wuhuan's eyes, and said dotingly.

The sound of sword chanting came from the entrance of the main hall, and a male voice sounded softly: "Wuji."

Wuji didn't turn his head to look, but quietly lowered his head to look at Wu Huan who was kneeling in front of him, as if he knew he would come.

Guangming shook off the blood on the sword, his longing eyes fell on Wuji who was dressed in black Chinese clothes, the side face of the man, a few strands of black hair made Wuji's face even fairer, and the bridge of his nose was straight.

"Wuji, you said that when I come back this time, we will leave this royal city, let's go." Guangming still remembers the way the man nodded and smiled, he didn't look at Wuhuan who was kneeling on the ground, but just approached Wuji .

"Okay." Wuji no longer looked at Wuhuan, stretched out his hand, and with a smile on his delicate and handsome face, he looked at Guangming tenderly.

Guangming looked at Wuji's white and slender hand, stretched out his hand to hold Wuji's hand, and was about to leave.

"Stop." Wuhuan stood up slowly, took Wuji's other hand, and pulled Wuji towards him with force.

Guangming was afraid that it would hurt Wuji, so he let go of his hand, his gaze on Wuhuan was cold.

Wuji broke free from Wuhuan's hold on his hand, smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and disappeared in place.

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Guangming, Wuhuan, and Kunlun are one more away, and they are almost over.

The power he accumulated in Asahina's world plus the power of this world will soon be healed.

Promise appeared in a forest, heavy fog