Xiaoyue looked anxiously at the surroundings, whether there was any subsequent scene. However, the surroundings were still surrounded by fog at the beginning, and there was no picture.
After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Xiaoyue's face was heavy and fell into deep thoughts. It can be seen that after losing that memory, Senior Sister Xiaoying and Qi Wang Lengya fell in love with each other again, and now they have become his women. However,
The two of them had a suspicion that they had just eased worsened again. However, what made her care about was what happened? Is it related to the mystery of the death of Senior Sister Xiaoying? No matter how much they guess, they can't do anything.
Muran opened his deep eyes. The first thing she should do now was to leave here and make plans.
Just as Xiaoyue left the place and went backward, a palace gate appeared in the mist. Just when Xiaoyue was curious and touched, she was suddenly sucked in by a gravitational force. She quickly stood firm and looked at the four large halls.
The pillar stood in the center, and a young young man in black in the middle attracted her attention. He saw that he seemed to be holding a girl in light red clothes but couldn't see clearly.
"Father, this is the daughter born to his sister Shenye and the illegitimate son of the Lord of the Demon Realm." The boy's voice was so cold that his heart was heartbroken, and his long hair covered half of his face, and there was no expression.
Xiaoyue suddenly became nervous for some reason, looking for sweat in her palms. Looking at the adult man on the stage, she swallowed unconsciously. Although the man had entered middle age, the scenery was still there, and she was covered in black and red.
The king's gorgeous clothes look more domineering. A few red silks in the black hair are tied up high and surrounded into a bun, simple and elegant. The sharp eyes are approaching the girl in the boy's arms, his nominal granddaughter.
His brows twisted slightly, and the disgust in his eyes became even more intense.
"Whether she is put in the backyard of the mountain, it depends on her luck!"
"Yes." Just as the young man turned around and left, the man on the stage shouted.
"What's this kid's name?"
The boy slowly turned around and looked at his nominal father on the stage with unknown meaning.
"She's name is...Shen Yue..."
Shen Yue? Xiaoyue, who was suddenly bolted from the blue, quickly retreated and savored these two words in shock. She always felt that the name was so familiar. She seemed to have heard of it somewhere, but she could not remember it.
The harder I thought about it, my head felt like it exploded and it hurt to my heart. At this time, the palace disappeared, and a tender voice came from afar.
Looking up, I saw a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old in red, jumping back to the thatched hut.
"Madam, look at me calling some wild game again!"
"Oh, my little princess. As a golden branch and jade leaf, how can you do it yourself? What if you get hurt?"
"It's okay, mama. When I was hunting just now, I always felt like I had done it before. It seemed like... had been hunting in the sky..."
"Yes, the little princess is the most powerful, she can go to the sky and into the sea!"
"Madam, to be honest!"
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Every time Xiaoyue walked over, she wanted to see their faces clearly, but she was always blurred. Even so, they always made her feel familiar.
She squatted down and continued to watch the interaction between the two seemingly masters and servants but more like mother and daughters. She felt extremely warm. They were happy, and she was happy. Similarly, they were sad, and she was sad...