"Has it been a long time?" Zi Tong asked as she turned her gaze and looked at the North Star in the sky.
"It's not a long time, two years." Weiyang replied.
Two years?!
Has it been two years?
Zi Tong lowered her face and looked at herself. The robe she was wearing was the same one Beichen had made for her before. It was obviously smaller now, and her chest also looked thinner.
It seems that she has really grown up.
"Let's go."
Zi Tong turned around and flew into the air.
"Where are you going?" Weiyang chased after her.
"I'm going to buy new clothes first, and then I'm going to see Beichen."
Walking in the wind, her speed was so fast that it was already difficult for him to keep pace with her.
"Xiaotongtong, please slow down."
slow?!
She can't be slow.
She has been away for too long in the past two years. Now, for her, every minute and second is torture.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
Zhongzhou.
In the side hall on one side of the palace, Yan Hui kicked the men in front of him away.
"No! No! No... I have heard enough of these two words."
It has been two years and there is no news at all. How is this possible?
The world is so big, there are five continents, and she has searched everywhere she can. How is it possible that there is no clue at all?
Could it be that Zi Tong is dead?
No, it's impossible. If Zi Tong is dead, Beichen can't still be alive. Beichen is still alive, which is enough to prove that Zi Tong is still alive.
So, where is she?!
In the past two years, she has deployed many people to monitor Mrs. Qingyou, Zi Tu and Luo Jia in the Elf Village, Zi Qiong in the North Continent, Mu in the South Continent, and even Lan Yinshui in the East Continent... they have been arranged everywhere.
We have a lot of manpower but no news at all. This is too strange.
"Look for me again!"
She ordered angrily.
The subordinates did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly got up from the ground and went to look for it again.
"Zitong, I must find her, and then lock her up forever so that Beichen will never find you." Yan Hui raised the corners of his lips coldly, "He will forget you one day.
At that time, he is mine, Beichen can only be mine, mine!"
Hearing the sound outside the door, Yan Hui flew out suddenly.
"who?!"
A guard stopped at the foot of the steps and said, "Deacon Yan, the king wants you to pass."
"Beichen?" Yan Hui was overjoyed and immediately flew up towards the tallest palace and landed outside the door. She shook out her skirt and straightened her hair before walking slowly in.
In the hall, he walked to the foot of the tall steps and saluted, "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"
Beichen, who was sitting on the throne, asked condescendingly, "If I remember correctly, today is already the eighth day. Have you found the purple pupil?"
Yan Hui pursed his lips, "Not yet, Master... Master, give me two more days, I... I already have a solution."
"Oh?" Beichen glanced at her, "Let's talk about it."
Yan thought about it, "Zitong...she was very good friends with Mrs. Qingyou, Nanzhou's young priest Mu, Beizhou's Meng Fusheng and others. Or, we can find a way to lure her out. I know.
, Zi Tong must still be alive, but she must be hiding somewhere and refusing to work. As long as the king gives the order to summon these people to the palace and spread the news to the world, she will definitely show up after getting the news.
"
When the time comes, as long as she finds Zi Tong first, it will be fine.