The red-gold sacred tiger slowly turned its eyes as big as tombs, a low roar sounded in its throat, bared its teeth, and stared at Weiyang, its sharp tiger claws lightly scratched the ground, and sparks followed.
splash out.
King Shura was in front, and the aura of the royal monsters was faintly present. If it were other divine beasts, they might be a little restrained or hesitant, but Xiaohu was not afraid and was still majestic.
"Little tiger, don't be rude." A light female voice came from behind the red gold holy tiger, and the clear voice in the blazing flames flowed into the heart like a quiet spring.
Hearing her words, the Red Gold Holy Tiger roared in a low voice, then slowly took two steps back, turned slightly sideways, and let the girl behind him slowly walk out.
In the flames, a girl in elegant clothes slowly walked out, her clothes fluttering in the flames, and her fiery red hair was still so dazzling even in the flames!
Is there any pregnancy on her flat belly? The wind blows past, and her slender waist can be seen under the empty clothes.
Huang Beiyue walked out slowly with a faint smile on her face: "Don't you, Your Majesty, really want to know what kind of person Princess Beiyue is? Now, has Your Majesty seen it?"
As she spoke, she took out the ferocious ghost mask, waved it on her cheek, and raised the corners of her mouth evilly, "If you do not achieve the goal, you will use any means!"
There are probably not many people in the world who have fiery red hair, so there is no need to hide the identity of the Ghost-Faced Man.
Feng Lianyi looked at her solemnly, slowly moving from her face to her belly, and finally back to her face.
"Huang Beiyue." He said in a deep voice, just calling her name.
Huang Beiyue nodded, glanced lightly at the wound on his chest, and sighed softly, "If you want to know whether you and Princess Beiyue knew each other when you were in Nanyi Kingdom, I can tell you now.
You don't know each other, if you did, I wouldn't hurt you like this."
Feng Lianyi looked at her blankly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if a trace of pain flashed past him quickly.
"We don't know each other?" he asked hoarsely.
"That's right?" Huang Beiyue said decisively, "So, you don't need to go to Nanyi Country to ask. This is the answer. You know that everything about her is useless. In Nanyi Country, we have never crossed paths."
Feng Lianyi murmured in a low voice: "It's impossible."
Huang Beiyue shrugged, "It's useless if you don't believe it. You can send someone to investigate."
When she did not appear in this world, Princess Beiyue and Feng Lianyi did not have any interaction. After she came, they only met a few times occasionally. The rest was her and Feng Lianyi's identity.
He contacts.
It was impossible for him to find out these things, because no one knew that Princess Beiyue was the red-haired witch Xi Tian.
Her identity is like a bright pearl in the sea, buried by countless sand and dust, and the only little connection between them is at the bottom of the sand and dust. Even if the pearl is taken out, it may not be possible.
see.
How could such a tiny trace of involvement be unearthed? How could she find it and wake him up?
Looking back on the past, there was so little contact between them. They could have relied on the feelings in their hearts to maintain it, but now, even this subtle connection has been lost.
