Wei Yanran said with a smile: "don't worry, young master, this white jade flute is just used to deviate from the king of power. It will be returned naturally after the event. Are you afraid that Yanran will threaten you with this jade flute? "

"Of course not." Huang Beiyue takes out the white jade flute left by Princess Huiwen from Najie. The jade flute is exquisite in workmanship and superior in quality. Xiao's design is also perfect, with accurate and beautiful timbre. It is a rare and good instrument.

Wei Yanran liked it at a glance, reached for it gently, put the white jade flute in his hand, and murmured, "I wish I could dance with the sound of the childe's flute again."

"Take this jade flute to King Quan. I have something to leave for a few days recently."

"How long will it take you to come back?" Wei Yanran asked immediately.

"Soon, two or three days." According to the diving time, two or three days is almost the same.

Wei Yanran nodded and said, "I'll wait for you."

Next, the beautiful fairy lies by her side, asking for advice about music theory, learning to play a piece of music that she is not familiar with, and then she gets up and leaves.

At that time, it was dark. Huang Beiyue went out of the camp and watched the lights outside. The mercenaries began to gather in the evening to revel and make a mess.

The state of Xirong came here with the disciples of the state's holy blood palace. According to the tradition, the state of BeiYao wanted to invite her to the post house. However, the state of Xirong was a strange person. He claimed that he was not used to living in the pavilion, but he had to live in the tent.

The people of BeiYao had no choice but to build several magnificent barracks in the open area south of the mercenary camp for the people of Xirong.

This barracks is different from other mercenary barracks. It's heavily guarded. There are three layers inside and three layers outside. All of them are girls in the Holy Blood palace in black. They stand with swords. They are a bit more powerful and fierce than male guards.

At this time, in the main account of the thousand generations of lost Guoshi and the incense around, a young girl knelt respectfully on the carpet and lowered her head. She dared not look up at the woman leaning against the soft couch.

The woman was dressed in plain clothes. It was very simple, but the pure color could not cover up her natural grace.

There was a thin white veil in front of her cheek, and she could only vaguely see that her face was also beautiful, with a high breath, which made people dare not look up.

"Donger, since you have determined it's her, why don't you kill her?"

This gorgeous woman is exactly the master of the state of Xirong who has been lost for thousands of generations. The leader of the Holy Blood palace, when the monarch saw her in the state of Xirong, would be polite to her. She is a powerful woman.

The girl kneeling on the ground is Dong'Er of thousand generations. At this time, she has taken off the cloth towel covering her face, revealing a beautiful little face.

"At that time, tu'er had already fought with her, but he killed a brilliant lotus in the hall half way. It was useless for tu'er, but he couldn't beat..."

thousand generations of confused people sat up straight and asked: "you mean that the lotus actually protected the Phoenix North moon?"

"That's not true," said Dong'Er, a thousand generations old, shaking his head. There was no disrespect between his looks. "When Huang Beiyue appeared, he was being chased by the ink lotus. As soon as I saw her, I took action. He angered the ink lotus, and then he began to fight against the disciple."