Di Fuyao was stunned by his unexpected turn, but fortunately, she had made a disguise change in the last round of fantasy.

"Who are you ?!" Nangong Changqing gave a cold drink.

"A passerby in your life." Now that she was found, she was calm and comfortable.

Nangong Changqing Jun's eyebrows frowned deeply. Looking at the woman in black and wearing a mask in front of her eyes, her vigilance fell down.

Unconsciously, believing that this woman is not a bad comer.

"Since it is a passenger, then please go." He said coldly.

Emperor Fu Yao looked at himself in the interior hall, and looked at the appearance of the crown prince's nostalgia, and his heart had already understood.

The illusion can clearly reflect a person's innermost desire.

In the imagination of the prince, neither he came to the world nor did he have three thousand beauties in the harem.

There was only one of her, indicating that he really had himself in his heart.

But she was only friendship to Prince Edward.

Since there is no love for men and women to the prince, then she will cut it off.

"She is the woman you like?" Di Fu smiled slightly.

Nangong Changqing looked back at the "Di Fuyao" in the inner hall, his mouth slightly raised, and a touch of tenderness appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"Yes!" He admitted bluntly.

"So does she like you?" Di Fuya asked again.

Nangong Changqing was silent.

"Fuyao ... there should be someone you like." After a brief silence, he smiled.

With a smile, he felt relieved.

Emperor Fu shook his tongue for a moment, and even the prince saw that she liked someone?

Is it so obvious?

"I just want to be able to look at her like this in my lifetime, so long as I help happiness, what can I do?"

Nangong Changqing's gaze was deeper, but there was a hint of clarity and clarity.

He understands that Fuyao just treats him as a friend, and if he has a relationship with men and women, this engagement ceremony will come true.

He knew from the time she said it was just a plan.

There was also a reluctance at first, but above the main hall, he could see that there was Beisha Ghost Emperor in Fu Yao's heart.

The Beicha ghost emperor also had an interest in Fuyao. He liked Fuyao again, and he would not do the kind of conspiracy and tricks to get her by the most despicable means.

If this is a dream, it is also the most beautiful dream ...

Di Fuya did not expect that he would say such a word, but it also saved her from hurting his heart by speaking again.

"Prince, you will definitely meet a woman who can truly accompany you forever in your life, to accompany you to the world and smile and watch the wind and clouds rise."

Nangong Changqing raised her lips and nodded, "I wish you good words."

As soon as his words fell, the whole picture began to twist and tear again.

Emperor Fu Yao understood that this was the prince's release from the illusion.

He was relieved, for her, it was not a relief.

The illusion changed again.

The illusions I saw this time are even more bizarre than the previous ones.

Emperor Fuyao only saw a dark place, where the yin and yang were upside down, as if after a nuclear explosion, the ground was sore, and the endless wildness of air seemed to be in danger.

She looked along the road and finally saw people in a pool of blood.

There were two children sitting in a pool of blood, about five years old and three years old.

The clothes on both of them were soaked in blood, and they sat motionless in the pool of blood.

"Who is this illusion?"

Di Fu shaking his heart, wondering, and moved forward quietly, seeing the faces of the two children.

The two were very delicate and beautiful. Even if their faces were **** and embarrassed, it was difficult to hide the extraordinary posture of the dragon and phoenix among them.

She noticed that the older child kept holding the small hand. The younger may be afraid because of fear, and the body could not stop shaking.

The sky was extremely bleak, and the two sat in a pool of blood without knowing how long, the wind was biting, and they kept shaving their tiny bodies.

Her strong curiosity kept her in her eyes and kept watching.

"Brother ... when will my father and mother come back?" The little boy shivered.

"I will come, I will come ... We are waiting here, my father and mother will definitely be back." The brother patted his brother comfortably.

The younger brother didn't notice that his brother's hand was also shaking slightly.

As if he already knew that the so-called waiting was nothing but endless despair.

The two sat in a pool of blood, waiting for a whole seven days and seven nights, and finally did not wait for anything.

The little boy was hungry and cold, couldn't hold it, and fainted in his brother's arms.

There is nothing except the barren here, how can there be anything to eat?

My brother had no choice but to cut his wrist and feed on his blood.

With the nourishment of blood, his brother's complexion finally improved, but his breath became weaker and weaker due to the injuries.

"Don't die, don't leave me alone ..." The elder brother gritted his teeth, and luck continued to force the blood to speed up, which was continuously delivered to his brother's mouth.

With the loss of blood, my brother's face became paler and paler, and there was a tendency to pass out, and his younger brother's injury did not improve.

But my brother only had this clumsy method, trying to keep his brother's life.

"Well, is this child crazy?" Di Gouyou sighed in shock, "both the two children were greatly injured, and the elder brother's injury is definitely not less severe than that of his younger brother. Change your life for fear of death in the end. "

Emperor Fu Yao was so frightened that he couldn't bear to look any further.

She wanted to show up, to help the poor kid.

But she also knows that this is a fantasy, and for the owner of the fantasy, even if she shoots, there is no practical help.

"Zhan's Remains?" Suddenly, a jade-like chuckle interrupted her ready to break the illusion.

"Finally, an outsider appeared!" Di Fuya quickly found an excellent location to hide.

Just then, a slick of white clothes shook into her eyes.

"God?" She was taken aback, who came as a shrine!

I saw the **** like the advent of heaven, descended from the sky, and turned and fell in front of the two.

He arrived in white, in stark contrast to this desolate environment.

"Rescue my brother ..." The elder brother held his dying younger brother to help this god-like man, and his dark eyes were unyielding.

The **** looked down at the two with a high profile, his lips twitched slightly, and his tone was a bit unexpected, sneer: "The **** body was really born in the Zhan clan."

Emperor Fuyao had never seen the expression of the god, and there was a bit of bitter hatred in the accident.

It feels chilling.

"Rescue my brother ..." After seeing the question asked by God, the elder brother pleaded again.

"I can save your brother, but you must promise me a condition that I will be a slave for life and not betray my heart. If you dare to betray me in the future, you will have to pay back with your brother's life. Can you promise?

The oracle said coldly.

"As long as you can save my brother's life, I ... promise you!" After all, my brother nodded for his brother.

The deity pointed with one finger, and the dazzling streamer formed a slave brand in the void, and it was instantly branded on his brother.

"What's your name?"

The slave burned deep into his soul, causing his brother's scalp to tingle with pain, but his back was still straight.

"Ye Zhongyuan."