The general of the Battle of Pingxi was wearing a hard and cold armor, with a cold sword. He stood at the top of the sky with his eyebrows frowned, but his eyes fell on the small figure.

In the rain, she looked fragile.

The sadness emanated from her body and her embarrassing pain at the moment made the heart of the general Pingxi feel slightly dull.

she……

It was His Royal Highness the Princess he met in the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

I heard that her name is Xuanyuan Linglong.

He had never heard of such a nice name.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

It seems that the storm is coming and the wind is filling the building, and the dark clouds are pressing against the city and destroying the city.

"Grandma, if you learn what Emperor Xuanyuan did to me and poison me, and wait for you to experience the pain of losing your beloved person, maybe you can understand what Linglong is doing today."

"You go. I won't go back until Yao Lao goes down the mountain. I can't watch Ge'er, no longer have the energy he used to be."

"For me, she is not an outsider, she is a legitimate princess who has entered the royal family tree."

Speaking of this, Linglong no longer speaks.

Her thin figure knelt in the torrential rain.

What else Queen Hai wanted to say, but her face was full of loneliness.

She suddenly thought that many years ago, the lively and bright little girl, dressed in a newly made appreciation, walked around in front of her and asked: Grandma, is it exquisite and beautiful?

The girl hugged her and said: Linglong won’t get married in the future, and she will always be with her grandmother.

Linglong likes grandmother the most.

Once upon a time, Xuanyuan Linglong was her favorite child.

But I don’t know when it started, maybe it was on the night when the young man died in a mass grave.

Xuanyuan Linglong's soul died together.

Queen Hai sighed and suddenly felt guilty.

She squatted down and wanted to help Linglong up.

"Linglong, it's just that my grandmother is not good. It's raining heavily. Can you accompany my grandmother home? Mr. Yao from Shenlong Mountain will not go down the mountain. You don't want your body. If you suffer from three or five diseases, how can you let my grandmother live?"

Queen Hai's eyes were moist, but the rain was heavy that night, covering her tears.

Linglong straightened her spine, her expression was as cold as frost, and she could not see any warmth.

She said, "You go, don't disturb Mr. Yao."

"exquisite……"

"Grandma, if you still have this exquisite look in your eyes

Granddaughter, let's go. I'm very tired."

Linglong lowered her head and spoke very lightly.

Queen Hai moved her mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, she took out a new cloak, covered Linglong, took out a jade bone umbrella, handed it to the maid of the royal palace, and ordered: "Take good care of your princess."

"Linglong, grandma will be back home and waiting for you."

Queen Hai and Emperor Xuanyuan Minghuang walked onto the carriage one after another.

The carriage, along the mountain road, the wheels of the carriage were rolled over by the accumulated water, and gradually moved farther and farther away.

Linglong knelt at the foot of the mountain, her eyes slightly red, and even her thick eyelashes were covered with fine raindrops.

The rain is getting heavier.

The umbrella in the maid's hand was washed away by the rain.

The maid screamed.

Linglong glanced at her and said, "You don't have to accompany me anymore. Go to the carriage to have a rest, just to get the heat."

"Your Highness, how can this work..." The maid was panicked.

"Go."

"yes……"

The maid, wet all over came to the carriage to keep warm.

At the foot of the mountain, only Linglong is left.

She supported her hands, touched the ground with her forehead, straightened her body, and shouted loudly through the heavy rain curtain: "Shenyuedu Xuanyuan Linglong, I have seen Mr. Yao, and beg Mr. Yao to come out of the mountain!"

What responded to her was endless rain.

On the mountain, Shutong looked at her and shook her head, whispered in an old-fashioned manner: "Particular people are often the ones covered in bruises."

The book boy breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had experienced so many sad things.

But when the rain was pouring, Linglong was almost unable to hold on.

Her body shook for a moment, and when she was about to fall, a tall figure appeared behind her.

The man squatted down, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding Linglong's shoulders with the other.

"Your Highness, you're in the rain." The man's voice was low and gentle, but it was just right and beautiful.

Linglong's heart trembled violently, and she felt a little familiar and familiar.

Like the old boy, she teased her heartstrings.

Linglong smiled bitterly, and the rain hit her cheek.

She was really possessed and would think that she was her teenager at any time.

Linglong woke up instantly, held her weak body and quietly distanced herself from the General of the Battle of the West.

"The battle against the West will not be in the immortal world. Do you have time to come to these three thousand lives?" Linglong asked in a plain tone.

In this life, she will never fall in love with anyone again.

Her beloved was in that mass grave.

The bones were not cold and there was no trace.

She barely carries the pain of ten years.

For the peace of the royal palace, she pointed all the sharpness at herself.

But I never thought that the so-called relatives are even more hideous and terrifying than evil ghosts.

I was not at all sincere to her.

Emperor Xuanyuan’s vicious thoughts have long exceeded her imagination!

"Is there anything you need help?" asked the general of the battle against the West.

“No need.”

Linglong shook her head.

"If this continues, you will get sick." The general of Pingxi lifted the armor and cloak on his body and covered Linglong's body.

The hot warmth makes Linglong at a loss.

She frowned and wanted to avoid it.

The hand of the general of the Western Pangxi was placed lightly on her shoulders and fixed her figure.

"I won't hurt Your Highness," he said.

"Is it easy to fight against the West?" Linglong asked.

The general of the battle against the West pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

In this way, they were in the rain together.

Above the sky, the powerful immortals were stunned and shocked to speak.

Their trip this time for three thousand generations is to thoroughly investigate the affairs of the Twilight City Lord and the Evil Seal, and it is imminent. There is not much time, so why are the generals in the battle against the West still talking about love?

For a moment, the strong men of immortality were in chaos in the wind and speechless.

Faced with the majesty of the generals of the Western Prayer, they dared not speak out, and could only wait obediently.

When will the generals remember the evil seal when they were pacified?

At the foot of the mountain, Linglong's body became worse and worse, and she could no longer hold on.

The wind is very cold, it is a bone-bone cold.

The general of Pingxi held her shoulders, staring at the sky at the top of Shenlong Mountain without looking sideways.

"I heard that Your Highness has reached the age of marriage, why not marry?"

He wanted to know the answer to this question.

Linglong's face was pale, and the bitter smell was flowing slowly between her lips and teeth.

"The person I love is dead." Linglong replied.

"Since that's the case, why do you agree to participate in the selection of concubines in the Eternal Life?" asked the general of the Battle of Pingxi.

He heard that for ten years, Xuanyuan Linglong has been unwilling to participate in any marriage selection, even if the target is the strong man of immortality.
Chapter completed!