Chapter 913

The red golden sage tiger slowly turned its huge eyes like Tongling, growled in its throat, bared its teeth, and looked at Weiyang. The sharp claws gently planed on the ground, and sparks flew out.

In front of King Shura, the smell of the king's Warcraft is hidden. If other beasts are gods, they may have a little convergence or hesitation, but the tiger is fearless and still majestic.

"Little tiger, don't be rude." The light female voice came from behind the red golden sage tiger. The clear voice in the blazing fire flowed into the heart like the clear spring water.

Hearing her words, the red golden sage tiger growled in a low voice, then slowly stepped back two steps, slightly turned over, let the girl behind slowly walk out.

In the fire, a young girl with elegant clothes walked out slowly. Her clothes fluttered in the fire, and her red hair was still dazzling even in the fire!

Where is there any pregnancy on the flat abdomen? The wind blows past, under the empty clothes, you can see her slender waist.

Huang Beiyue came out slowly, with a light smile on her face: "Your Majesty doesn't want to know what kind of person is the princess of Beiyue? Now, has your majesty seen it? "

As she said this, she took out her ferocious ghost mask, shook it on her cheek, and raised it viciously from the corner of her mouth, "no means, no means!"

I'm afraid that few people in the world have red hair, so the identity of the ghost face should not be concealed.

Feng Lianyi looks at her with deep eyes, slowly moves from her face to her abdomen, and finally returns to her face.

"Yubei moon." He spoke in a deep voice, only calling her name.

Huang Beiyue nodded, glanced at the wound on his chest lightly, and sighed, "you want to know if you and the princess of Beiyue met when you were in the south wing country. I can tell you now that you don't know each other. If you do, I won't hurt you like this."

The wind even wing Zheng ground looks at her, the eyebrow heart slightly Cu rises, seem to have a trace of painful look to quickly flash past.

"We don't know each other?" He asked hoarsely.

"Right?" Huang Beiyue said decisively, "so, you don't have to go to the south wing country to ask. That's the answer. You know that everything about her is useless. In the south wing country, we have never met."

"No way," whispered the wind

Huang Beiyue shrugs. "It's useless if you don't believe it. You can send someone to check it."

When she didn't appear in the world, the princess of Beiyue and fenglianyi did not have any intersection. After she came, they only saw him a few times occasionally. The rest was that she contacted him as a playboy.

These, he can't find out, because no one knows, the princess of Beiyue is the red haired witch.

Her identity is like a pearl in the sea, buried by countless sand dust, and the only little entanglement between them is at the bottom of the sand dust. Even if she takes out the Pearl, she may not be able to see it.

How could such a tiny thread be dug out? How could she find out and wake him up?

Looking back on the past, there were so few connections between them, which could have been maintained by the feelings in their hearts, but now, even this subtle connection has been lost.