On the Perfect Way to Conquer Turtle Hair

Walking out of the side hall, Hua Ling returned to the room where Xing Tian was. At this moment, Xing Tian had woken up. Although his face was still a little tired, the clarity in his eyes showed that his mental state was much better.

A white lark landed on Xing Tian's shoulder. When he saw Hua Ling enter the room, the little lark spread its wings, circled around the room, and flew towards Hua Ling. Hua Ling stretched out his arm, and the bird landed on his wrist. Above, folded its wings and looked up at him.

Hua Ling hesitated and said, "An'an?"

Bai Ling nodded, lightly pecked Hua Ling's fingertips, and then spread his wings and flew back to Xing Tian's shoulder.

"This bird was left by Ao Su, who said it was helpful for my recovery." Xing Tian said on the bed, "It seems that it knows you?"

Hua Ling nodded. He remembered what Ao Su had said at the time that An An's singing voice was very peculiar, and he could restore his spiritual consciousness.It turned out that Ao Su's intention to bring An'an back to the Dragon Palace was precisely this. From then on, Ao Su should have known that An'an played an important role in treating Xing Tian.

Thinking of Ao Su, Hua Ling had mixed feelings again, and her face was not very good.Ao Su didn't come out of the side hall with him, but went directly to Jinglei Hall through the side door, presumably to go to Fei Lian and the others to discuss the opening of Xingtian's tomb bone transplant.Hua Ling has made up his mind secretly, and will try to avoid direct contact with Ao Su in the future. In just a few minutes in the side hall, he felt that he was about to have a heart attack.

Xing Tian half propped himself up, leaning against the head of the bed, with an unclear smile on his face, looking at Hua Ling.Hua Ling knew that with Xing Tian's five senses, he must have heard the conversation between himself and Ao Su clearly just now, and there was no need to say anything, Hua Ling pretended to glared fiercely at Xing Tian, ​​and said, "Why are you laughing? I feel sorry for you, stinky monkey..."

Xing Tian looked at Hua Ling, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Yin Ling, actually you don't need to..."

Before Xing Tian finished speaking, he was interrupted by a notification at the door: "His Royal Highness, the crown prince of the Feng family is asking to see you."

Hua Ling: "..."

The crown prince of the Feng family, Huo Yan?Why is he here?Could it be that Feng Wang went back on his word?I want to recover the money again...

Thinking of this, Hua Ling became alert for an instant, and immediately shouted to the guards outside the door: "Please go to the side hall, Your Highness, I will be right there."

After all, Hualing took out the little seahorse from her bosom, and wanted to call someone to send it back to the Wanhua Palace first, but at this moment, Ao Jiujiu was persistently sucking Hualing's arm and refused to let go, watching with teary eyes. Hualing, act like I'll cry for you if you don't take me there.

Under this kind of gaze, Hua Ling undoubtedly... softened her heart, and reluctantly stuffed the little hippocampus back into her pocket.

Being used to children is a disease that needs to be cured...

Hua Ling hurriedly came to the side hall again, and as soon as she stepped into the hall, she saw Huo Yan in a red dress standing in the room, seeing Huo Yan's hairstyle, Hua Ling was so startled that she almost choked on her saliva.

I saw Huo Yan's full head of red hair standing upright at the moment, with the arc formed from the top of the head to the temples as the center line, presenting a complete fan shape, looking from a distance, it was like putting a fan on his forehead...

Hua Ling hurriedly approached Huo Yan suspiciously. He had never seen such a strange shape of Huo Yan's hair in the previous few meetings. According to his experience, the upright hair should mean that he was angry, but the last time he saw Huo Yan When Huo Yan was angry, all the strands of hair shot up into the sky and vertically upwards, not arranged in such a weird shape.

Huo Yan turned around and saw Hua Ling, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, a sparkle of light burst out from his eyes, and he looked at Hua Ling enthusiastically.

Seeing the expression on Huo Yan's face, Hua Ling let go of her hanging heart slightly. It seemed that she wasn't angry, and the smile on her face probably wasn't asking for money from herself...

Hua Ling breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Huo Yan with a smile on her face, and said, "Huo Yan, why are you here?"

A blush flashed across Huo Yan's face, then he coughed lightly, and said, "I, I'm here to find you."

Hua Ling smiled and said, "Is there anything?"

Huo Yan's face turned red in an instant, her expression was a little nervous, her eyes looked around uncomfortably, and her two hands pinched the flower around her waist uneasily.

It was only then that Hua Ling noticed that Huo Yan's attire was different from the ones she had seen in the Feng Clan. Although it was the same bright red jumpsuit, this one was obviously more gorgeous at the moment. The collar, the wide carved belt around the waist, the hem with gold trim, and the cuffs inlaid with fire jade buttons... all of them show the orthodoxy and luxury of this dress.

Seeing this, Hua Ling couldn't help laughing and said, "Huo Yan, why are you dressed so formally? Are you here to see me or represent the Feng Clan to go to the Demon Realm?"

Huo Yan's face was as red as his hair and clothes at the moment, he stammered and said: "When... of course it's... looking for... looking for you..."

Seeing Huo Yan's strange appearance, Hua Ling became more and more curious, and he looked at the embarrassed big red bird opposite him suspiciously...

After a while, I saw Huo Yan gritted his teeth, as if making up his mind, stretched out his arms, crossed them in front of his chest, and at the same time knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head abruptly towards Hua Ling...

The fiery red fan-shaped hair flashed in front of Hua Ling, and a gust of breeze came over his face instantly...

Hua Ling: "You..."

Hua Ling lowered her head slightly, looked at Huo Yan's... fan-shaped head, and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the little hippocampus in Hua Ling's pocket also stuck out his head curiously, looking at Huo Yan who was half kneeling on the ground.

"The spirit of the phoenix soul is above. Huoyan, the No. 40 descendant of the sixth generation of the Feng family, is here, swearing by his heart, and his feathers are also collected, and he is also blessed in the sky; the phoenix sings, and it is on the high hill. The phoenix is ​​born. Hey, in the morning sun. The luxuriant luxuriant, Yongyongyongyong..." Note 1

Huo Yan half-kneeled on the ground, with a loud voice, chanting words in his mouth, as if he was reciting some scriptures, and the expression on his face gradually changed from the initial embarrassment to a serious and serious one, saying each word seriously, as if performing some sort of ritual.

Hua Ling was a little strange, he couldn't understand what Huo Yan was saying, but he didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly.

After a long while, the obscure words finally came to an end. Huo Yan raised his head, his sparkling eyes were filled with admiration and joy, he looked straight into Hua Ling's eyes, and continued: "Disciple Huo Yan borrowed Feng Ling I am happy with the power of the heart, and may the spirit of the phoenix soul bless me, so that my beloved will understand and share the white-headed covenant hand in hand."

Hua Ling's heart moved, and a sense of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes. Although he still couldn't understand the words in Huo Yan's mouth, the admiration expressed in the other's fiery eyes was so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious. Hua Ling was surprised He widened his eyes and looked at Huo Yan's face.

Huo Yan raised his head, nervousness appeared on his face again, he swallowed lightly, the Adam's apple on his neck rolled up and down, and then said: "Hua Ling, marry me."

Hua Ling's mouth gradually opened into an O-shape, and Ao Jiujiu looked up at Hua Ling in his pocket, and also put his mouth into an O-shape...

Hua Ling looked at Huo Yan's fan-shaped head, and finally understood the meaning of this shape at this moment, it was not angry or excited, but - the screen was opened.