This time, Feng Qianhan was very good, did not move, did not cry or bother, and even consciously shrunk in the arms of Jiang Hao, and reached out and put her arms around her neck.

The general Wang's body paused, looked down at him again, and went from him.

Jiang Hao looked at each other, did not specifically look at who, those 20 or 30 people felt as if there was an ice arrow in their chest, and their whole body was cold.Even the beard also a meal, it is this to give Liao Yingbai a chance, a knife chopped in his chest, pain him lost strength.The guards came up and tied all the people together.

Liao Yingbai listened to the cry of the thousand treasures for a while, and only looked back to find that there were no more people left, those who could go, and those who could not go were busy, and he looked around again, and saw that the guards' knives were more and more polished, the ropes of the bundlers became shorter and shorter, and the helpless scalp stared at them, and the hard scalp came over: "General, how do these people deal with?"

Jiang Hao looked at the tying of the particularly strong beard, "This left, the rest of the discounted legs to throw out."

Liao Ying looked at her in amneity and looked at her with "armed weapons and trespassing in the royal palace, this is a rebellion..."

The voice did not fall, Jiang Hao has disappeared from the shadow, only the cold voice came far away, "the doorman pay attention, there are guests in the afternoon."

What happened in the house before, Jiang Hao seemed to know that everything was common, and he did not ask a question, and went directly to the spiritual grass court with a thousand colds.

Halfway through the journey, the young general Wang finally helpless, she looked down at the people who had stared at her all the way, "What do you see?"

The girl can only count the beautiful face with a bright smile: "You are my relatives, aren't you?"

Jiang Hao, thought that this was a victim, if he also participated in... so think, the cold unconsciously dispersed, "Oh?"

Her tail sounded up, with the feeling of depression of the wind before the rainstorm, and Liao Yinghua stopped helplessly after her, and she had to breathe.

And Feng Qianhan just shrank to Jiang Hao's arms, even the smile has not changed, "when I was a child, I saw the lady holding the deceased, the lord hugged, the old lady also hugged, Cui said they are the relatives of the son of the world, I am a bastard, no relatives, so don't think there is, but now you hold me..."

The only brilliant eyes on the girl's whole face were full of careful and unrepressing joy.

Jiang Hao slightly relaxed her body, the accelerated pace of silence, she would not admit that this inexplicable causal relationship was a strange truth.

In the spiritual garden, Mu Lingqi was wrapped around the apron wrapped in a headscarf to sort out the herbs, saw them coming, hurriedly greeted, three or two times to clean up, took off the turban and apron to follow up.

As soon as she entered the door, he could not take care of anything, and he hurriedly sealed the cold vein, and just now she only looked at it, and felt that his face was wrong.Sure enough, the tangent was changed from two fingers to three fingers, and the face of Mu Lingqi became worse and worse, "Is there such a way to take care of people?!

As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole person was buried in the big tao, revealing half of his head, and his eyes were looking at Jiang Hao.

Looking at his such movements, he did not worry about the injured leg at all, and the fire of the spirit was a little larger: "The legs are not?"

The cold shrunk the remaining half of the head.Jiang Hao looked at the fun, reached out to pat his head, so the girl showed two eyes, one hand tricked, the girl slowly rubbed over, extended a hand to seize Jiang Hao's corner.

“The choir.”

Finally, Feng Qianhan was left in the spiritual grass court, and there was a care of Yu Lingqi, Jiang Hao left while he was asleep, and her guest arrived.

Wangfu's study is particularly large, is a three-set room, the left side of the room across the screen, behind the screen is Jiang Hao's office place, the three walls are filled with bookshelf, astronomical geography, history and book warfare, interesting biography, everything.The house in the middle of the house is a huge sand tray, which is extremely exquisitely made, and the mountains and rivers can be faked.The right side is hanging with the veil, hidden about the bed, the chessboard harpsichule and the like.

When Jiang Hao pushed the door in, the gray-clad Daoist was sitting still, and heard the door open, first the body was frozen, and then no matter who it was, bowed, and then began to quiver.

Jiang Hao did not seem to see him, went straight to the yarn, reclined on the bed.The gray-clad Daoist cried in his heart, walked around the sandpan a few times, looked at the door of his eyes every time he walked, and turned around and finally fell into the dejected rub.

Jiang Hao still looked at the book without a name in his hand, and heard people coming in and not looking up.I just dropped two words, "Say it."

The gray-clad Taoist laughed bitterly and said, "The younger generation is the twenty-seventh generation of Shushan Sword Peak Elder Qi Lu, who was ordered by the leader to arrest the traitor Snow Woman of Heaven, because of the rules set by the adults, the Buddha Gate and no matter the verbs, the Jade Emperor has come to the door, which is really difficult to distrace."

Jiang Hao turned the page and nodded, “Continue.”

Qilu licked his lips, "the world's younger generations inadvertently saw so they knew the existence of adults, yesterday revealed a little is really forced to helplessness, the snow woman has escaped for ten years, in order to prevent the late generation to come out of this policy to lead her out, for fear that she used the ancient forbidden art..."

“Not self-powerful.”

Jiang Hao closed the book, half squinting a pair of eyes cold and cold, "After the self-proclaimed God's war, I said, Ignore the Three Realms, now, you want to use this area to lead me to the world?" 」

Qilu can't say a word now, cold sweat all over her body, can only half lift up the body, so it is better."Hung Jun did not dare to calculate so alone, a child in the district, who gave him courage!"

Jiang Hao went to Qilu and looked down at him, "The blood of the cold is also his hand and feet, or," she paused, her face more and more unpredictable, "there is also the part of the Hades."

Qi Lu dumb, he does not know how this man knows, but if it is only because he leaked the content of the world today, it is really... In the past hundred years, the turmoil of the Tianting earth, only the wizarding world made by the two clans is safe, in order to survive, the Jade Emperor also forced the idea to play this idea, Shushan several disciples are expected to rise, and they had to be involved in it.

Jiang Hao looked at the dead tree outside the window for a moment of silence and said coldly: "Hong Jun does not have his own reason, although I have long rejected the witch two clans, but after all, the witch is the ancient bloodline, alone can not move, you do not want to pass."Get off!”

Qilu looked at the carved beam painting in front of him and suddenly changed to a broken wall, and the stunned would sigh, such a... person?God?The gap is too big.Thinking of the guess, Qilu could not help but quiver.

"It's so terrible that even if no one can fly on Shushan, you must get out as soon as possible."

He panicked and pinch a royal sword trick, the sword did not move, Qi Lu lan will remember that thousands of years ago can not be used to magic, he only improved to go to the market, intend to buy a fast horse.

In the study, Jiang Hao looked out of the window and stayed, sealed the blood on the body, and she noticed it as soon as she met.But this blood is different from the magic world, the smell of killing has been exhausted, and the rest of the things are really like Pangu, the child...

Jiang Hao's hand behind her back was slightly curled, a very small voice of the murmured, she said: "You and I are born of the same origin, this world is what you want, I..."

Jiang Hao stayed until midnight to come out of the study, the fold of the army sent, she looked at the still book full of wrinkles and has been unable to straighten the waist, can only sigh helplessly.Seven years ago, she entered the DPRK, the old Shang book carrying the coffin to make the guarantee, although she has a better way to use: as long as there are more dead people, the court is no one, naturally can not use her.

But this is indeed not to be taken.

As soon as I left, I saw a white on the ground and snow.

Liu Jun was bringing people to send sutern night, from the beginning of the general king into the dynasty, she has been following, some things even if she knew it, never said, never ask, for example, his highness, the face of seven years has not changed.Seeing Jiang Hao standing in the yard to watch the snow, he squatted and squatted: "Your Highness, this is the first snow of the year, I did not expect to be in time for the 15th of the lunar month."

"The fifteenth day of the moon," Jiang Hao repeated in a low voice, "it has been seven years."

Since she entered the world, every hundred years into the reincarnation, life and death do not know how many times, each life is to live the life of ordinary mortals, cold eyes to see the dynasties change, the people away from suffering, never intervene, the mask not only covers her face will not change, but also cover her mercy and mercy.

If this time is not the chaos of the three worlds, the six reincarnations of the post-earthization have been affected, and they should not have such a life.

“The Lone Star.”Jiang Hao taunted his mouth, “What is God’s ability to endure me?”

Jiang Hao did not speak, Liu Yong has been waiting, but the night is cold, the young general Wang spent a little time, she had to open her mouth, just looked up to see the old wooden face of His Highness twitching, can not help but be surprised, blurted out: "Your Highness is unwell?"

“It’s okay.”Jiang Hao looked at her face and lifted his feet away.

Just around the lotus pond, facing met the running breathless gasping, as soon as you meet to grab her hand to run back, Jiang Hao, Mu Lingqi did not grasp, but still ran two steps back, after a moment to react, and then look back when there is no shadow.

As soon as Jiang Hao stepped into the door of the spiritual grass courtyard, she noticed the cold cold, and her face sank, and her eyes that looked into the sky could almost shoot arrows.

The weak moan came intermittently, Jiang Hao slowly looked and raised his feet to go inside.The seal was attached to a layer of ice, and the eyebrows were still very clear, but the face was pale, the lips shook from time to time, the pain of repressed cries, the body curled up, and did not move for a long time, as if it had been frozen.