A little further away, the Yumen Mountains are close to the cliffs of Wangguan Town.
Two figures stood there.
The leader is wearing a dark purple robe, with a wide-brimmed cloth hat covering his head.[
The purple gauze hung low on the quilt, completely covering up the originally charming, innocent, and unruly face.
The loose robe also covered her half-developed body.
He looks like a thin young man.
It was none other than Dongfang Lixiao, who had become the divine son of the Nine Layers Palace.
As for the person standing on her right, slightly to the right, she is also wearing a purple robe with a purple gauze covering her face.
Only a pair of long eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes were exposed. She looked like a woman, but was half a head taller than Dongfang Lixiao. She was naturally the master of the Jiuzhong Palace, Huarong.
The terrain here is high and the sightline is wide.
The two of them only saw clearly what happened in front of the Wangguan Town camp at the foot of the mountain.
Because of the quiet night and the wind blowing diagonally from in front of the camp.
Ximen Yehan used his inner strength to disperse his teasing voice, and Xi Chubing's high-pitched teasing laughter was also vaguely distinguishable.
Through the gauze, I watched from a distance in the empty valley, Ximen Yehan holding the Red Wolf Prince under him.
Even Dongfang Lixiao couldn't help but smile.
I didn’t realize that this guy was so interesting before?!
As for the beautiful woman behind her, she secretly felt a little sad for the red wolf.
A generation of genius, but he was ridden by the enemy's emperor, but he didn't know what it felt like.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of himself when he was teased by Dongfang Xiaoxiao, and he felt a little sad in his heart.
Secretly, I felt even more fortunate.
Before, she only thought Dongfang Breaking Dawn was abominable, but now it seems that the king of Western Chu Kingdom is even more outrageous than she is!
"Compared to me, this guy is more hateful!" [
Dongfang Lixiao, who was standing in front of him, spoke softly and only glanced at him through the gauze.
Dongfang Xiaoxiao has already guessed Hua Rong’s thoughts.