"No, how is it possible?" Emperor Xiaoyun stepped back a few steps and laughed twice. "Wang brother, you are wise, unbeatable, and look so good. You and your nephew are just a pair of fairy monks." It's really a match."

"Oh? Then why do you want Xiaoyan to escape from the king?"

Emperor Cang raised his eyebrows, his voice was like a cold wind, and he was shocked that Emperor Xiaoyun began to sweat.

"I... this, I..." Emperor Xiaoyun, I haven't been able to say a word for a long time. She looked at Bai Yan with her helpless eyes, and her tears swirled in her eyes.

The face of Bai Yan is as black as the bottom of the pot.

The morning child said that there is nothing wrong with this, the emperor Xiaoyun... is a silly white sweet.

Even the Emperor Cang didn’t know it, so he was so rampant.

This is good, her painstaking efforts.

I only hope that the morning can stabilize Chu Yifeng, don't let him appear at this moment.

......

Just when Bai Yan wanted to excuse the emperor Xiaoyun round the field, a familiar atmosphere from the front came from the void, leaving her body in vain.

Under the emptiness, the man's white clothes are like a fairy, and the dust is light. His figure is quite long and slender, and the light wind picks up the corner of the clothes. It seems like a fairy who does not catch the fireworks.

"Mothers..."

Bai Xiaochen weakened from behind the man and slammed his mouth: "The morning child has failed."

He had already pulled the cognac to the palace, but the impetuous appearance of the bad guys was too strong, and even the cognacs outside the 100 meters felt it.

Cognac thought that someone was looking for trouble with her mother, and she refused to return to him regardless of his pull.

Emperor Cong's domineering gaze finally came back from the body of Emperor Xiaoyun, slightly picking up his eyes, and his red lips sneered a sneer: "Xiao Yaner, this is the man you want to hide?"

"He...he is the cognac of the morning."

The wood has already become a boat, and Bai Yan’s denial is useless, but it is simply admitted.

Emperor Xiaoyun knew that he was in trouble, and the weak one stood on the side and her head was fast on the ground.

For other people's worries, Fu Baozhen was excited to laugh two times, but unfortunately, she did not say a big laugh, even a word can not be sent out, can only look at the white face with gloating eyes.

Humph!

This monk who walked on two boats, this time, she must be dead!

At the moment, the entire front yard was quiet.

The sound of the quiet wind and the wind has disappeared.

Both men did not speak, but the people present could still feel the breath of the two men.

Under the heavy and oppressive atmosphere, Bai Yan thought that they would fight in the next moment, she could not help but want to discourage the two.

However...

Bai Yan’s words have not yet been diverted, and the low voice of Emperor Cang has quietly broken the silence at the moment.

"This king thank you for taking care of my wife and children in recent years."

What... What?

Don't mention Fu Baozhen, who is gloating, even if everyone else is stunned.

It stands to reason that these two men should not fight one? When did Cang Wang become so polite?

Chu Yifeng had his hands on his back and his white clothes fluttering. His look did not change. As always, Yun Qing was light.

"You don't have to thank me. If it weren't for you, there would be no birth of the morning, and there would be no more years with the three of us."

Emperor Cang grabbed the hand of Bai Yan, and the red lips evoked a smile: "This king has missed these years, but... I will have a lifetime to accompany my wife and children."

The light of Chu Yifeng swept from the body of Emperor Cang, and slowly fell on the body of Bai Yan.

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