Prosperous Beauty System

Nalan Liuyue came chasing after Daoist Dongli, fell into the vast sea, searched for a long time but failed to find any trace, but the Taixu Lingjing was under the sea, he dared not act rashly, after searching unsuccessfully, he sacrificed his flying sword and left.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, among the clouds, stands a majestic palace.

In Yuntian Palace, more than a dozen monks gathered together, arguing because they were dissatisfied with Nalan Yanran's punishment.

Nalan Liuyue fell into the hall, put away her long sword, straightened her long sleeves and walked to the center of the hall, "Fu Jun." He bowed and bowed.

When the monks saw that it was Nalan Liuyue, they couldn't help throwing up their long sleeves, and stood aside with a cold face.

Lord Taishu's gaze swept across the monk Mandian, and finally fell on his son.

"How?" he asked.

"I haven't found any trace, I'm afraid they have already escaped." When Nalan Liuyue said this, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed.

Lord Taishu's complexion became as cold as ice, "This rebellious girl!"

Nalan Liuyue sighed in her heart, and sighed for her sister's stupidity, "My lord, the Taoist master of Dongli is the head of the demonic way." He deliberately reminded him that he wanted his father not to forget Xie Weiyan's identity.

Demons always use their beauty to seduce people, and the Daoist Lord of Dongli is also a flower, and he is famous for his good looks. Nalan Yanran would not be wronged if he fell on him.

Mr. Taishufu naturally understood the meaning of Nalan Liuyue's words, but he still couldn't bear it.

Nalan Yanran was regarded as the shame of Taishu Huanfu for thousands of years because of her affair with Mo Daozun. In a rage, the Taishu Mansion lord threw her into a water prison and put her under the care of the monks in the mansion.

She was dying that day, except for Nalan Liuyue, none of her former friends from the same school came to see her.

Nalan Liuyue stepped into the dungeon, like a shining pearl walked in, instantly illuminating the dark and damp dungeon.

"Sister, I'm here to see you."

Nalan Yanran opened her eyes and struggled to get up from the water platform.She was seriously injured, and her hands, ankles and ankles were all chained up, and it was extremely difficult to move her fingers, which made her drenched in cold sweat.

At this moment, her face was pale, and her whole body was on the verge of falling, like a kite whose string would break at any moment.

"Brother." She lay on the edge of the stage, breathing weakly.

Nalan Liuyue knelt down and looked at her with deep eyes, "Sister, go and confess to your father, he will definitely love you."

As the Lord of Taishu Illusion Mansion, the Lord of Taishu Mansion cannot distinguish between public and private affairs. The personal relationship between Nalan Yanran and Taoist Lord Dongli made him lose face among the monks. Shuhuan Mansion ignored.

Nalan Yanran looked at him with a pale face, "Brother, stop talking, I'm not wrong, I'm in love with Weiyan, and I didn't feel sorry for anyone."

This relationship is indeed not sorry to anyone, but the person who made you Nalan Yanran fall in love with is Xie Weiyan, the Lord of the Demonic Way.

For this alone, you are already sorry for everyone.

Nalan Liuyue is well aware of her sister's deep affection for Xie Weiyan, but also knows that righteous monks are afraid of Xie Weiyan. Although the battle in the cloud ended with Xie Weiyan's escape, everyone knows that Xie Weiyan would not have been without Nalan Yanran as a hostage. There will be chaos.

In some respects, their approach is no different from that of magic.

"Do you really love him that much?" Nalan Liuyue sighed, "Yanran, you are still young, and you don't understand what the three words Xie Weiyan represent. My father did this for your own good... the young people in the mansion only There are so many good looks, which one is worse than Xie Weiyan?"

Nalan Yanran showed a sour wry smile, "Brother, you haven't seen him, if you had, you wouldn't have said such a thing."

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It is said that Xie Weiyan fought with the monks in the Taixu Spiritual Realm that day, because he had Nalan Yanran in his heart, he didn't notice for a while, was seriously injured by a palm, and fell from the clouds into the deep sea.

That sea is a vast sea, and there is a spiritual realm under the sea, named Taixu.

Xie Weiyan sank into the bottom of the sea, his lungs throbbed as the sea water squeezed, and even his vision was slightly blurred. At the moment of coma, he seemed to see the light.

The golden powder wall appeared out of nowhere in the sea water, shining golden like a sea of ​​falling stars.

……

There was a fire burning in the room, flickering on and off, the faint blue flame curled up like a cloud, flickering on the wick.

There was a damp smell in the air.

Xie Weiyan clutched his chest, lying on the edge of the couch breathing disorderly, his slender fingers curled up into fists against his lips, his back arched, and he coughed suppressedly one after another.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

The girl sitting on the bench in front of the couch looked worried, seeing Xie Weiyan coughing so hard that she couldn't even speak, her eyes were full of distress.

She wiped the cold sweat on Xie Weiyan's forehead with a silk handkerchief, her movements were gentle, just like her beautiful face, making people know that this is a kind and gentle person at a glance.

"Is it uncomfortable?" She said distressedly, "I'll pour you a glass of water to moisten your throat."

Xie Weiyan stopped coughing, his fingers clinging to the edge of the couch tightened, his heart ached, and a deep coldness quickly flashed across his eyes.

The girl didn't notice his killing intent at all, she poured a glass of water by the window and brought it over in a hurry, "Come, drink some water."

Xie Weiyan was leaning on the cloud couch, his black hair was scattered, winding on the couch, with a pale face.

"You saved me?" He didn't take the glass of water, but asked calmly.

The girl withdrew her hands, stood where she was, and only looked at Xie Weiyan on the couch with her beautiful eyes, and her heart beat a little faster when she took a look.

Xie Weiyan watched her quietly, and asked the second question, "Who are you?"

The girl Na Na said, "I'm Qing Suo." She obviously still didn't understand the question Xie Weiyan asked her.

There was a stabbing pain in his heart, Xie Weiyan frowned in pain, the palm on his chest almost shattered his heart and lungs, no matter how many miraculous medicines he took and how many years he recuperated, it would be difficult to recover.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Qing Suo stepped forward quickly and said anxiously, "Lie down, your injury is not healed yet."

Xie Weiyan tightly clenched the hand she extended, refusing her approach, and lay down on his side with a pale face.

He was really suffering and needed rest, but that didn't mean he could let his guard down and fall asleep peacefully in an unfamiliar environment.

Xie Weiyan raised his eyes and glanced at the elegantly laid out room, and saw a large field of bellflowers blooming outside the window.

He tilted his head, coughed a few times, and whispered, "Thank you for saving me."

Qing Suo was a little overwhelmed and a little embarrassed, "You're welcome."

The light outside the window was a bit dim, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on the lisianthus flowers in the yard, like a layer of frost.

Such flowers are rare on land, Xie Weiyan has only seen them in two places, one is Tiancang Demon Land, and the other is Taixu Lingjing.

Qing Zuo bent down and stretched out his hand to cover him with the quilt, Xie Weiyan raised his head subconsciously, the two of them met their eyes and were both startled.