Song Worry returned to the hotel, standing on a 33-storey balcony overlooking the neon lights.

It’s night, the lights are on.

Awkward city, impetuous people.

Song worries his hands, gently placed on the guardrail, recalling the X dynasty, they led the three men to lead the war.

Oriental Xuan, Tang Yubo, a general, a deputy, they are all **** souls.

At the beginning, they had no feelings to talk about.

Sometimes, there will be conflicts because of the Raiders.

Their feelings were on the battlefield of those eight years, experienced life and death, and slowly deepened.

Tang Yubo saved the oriental Xuan, and Dongfang Xuan also saved the soup, and finally their feelings, like brothers.

After the Emperor Xuan Dang of the East, Tang Wei had a lot of work.

Dong Xuan also built a palace for him. He wanted to have him a family, but he just refused to marry his wife.

In the eight years of the battlefield, Song Wushou only knew that Tang Bobo was very good to himself, but she did not feel his deep children's private affairs.

"No worries, this is for you."

"No worries, this is delicious, you should eat first."

"No worries, be careful!"

"No worries, you are resting in the military camp. This time, I am leading with Axuan."

"No worries, this flower is in your ear, it must look great."

......

The dark-skinned, handsome-looking man, when he didn’t have to go to the battlefield, always thought of ways to make her happy.

Because of this, it always provokes the face of the oriental mysterious black.

The darker the face of Oriental Xuan, the more she tastes her. The time at that time was wonderful.

In the three years of the cold palace, Song Wuxi really missed the time when he was fighting.

That mood is the same as it is now.

Mugu is the reincarnation of Tang Yubo, and their personalities are completely different.

He is carrying the memories of past lives. Why did he suddenly become like this?

Because... Dongfang Xuan imprisoned him until he died?

But he should know that the world is different, Gu Yu and Dong Xuan are different -

Auntie...

Song Wushou’s face is indifferent, and she misses her.

where are you?

Really like they said, washed away by the rapids, rushed to the sea, eaten by sharks, or water ghosts?

I don't believe that you are so heroic and will not lose to the rapids.

However, where are you?

Why can't I dream about where you are when I dream?

Auntie, I really miss you, I am worried about you!

The city is prosperous and the lights are neon. What about it? Without you, all the prosperity, all the happiness, seems to have nothing to do with me -

Auntie, no matter where you are, I will wait for you to come back. I am with Xiaobao, at home, waiting for you to come back!

.........

In the quiet basement, there was a steady, slow footstep.

The tall figure of Mugu appeared in the glare of the basement.

Drip, 嘀嗒 -

The leather shoes are in contact with the floor and emit a regular sound.

Previously, this basement was only as large as a ranch.

Today, he has been expanded and has two large farms.

The site here belongs to him!

The expanded basement was built into an underground palace.

The one thing here is exactly the same as the palace of the Oriental Xuan.

The temple is splendid, and each dragon on the red carved dragon pillar of the main hall is rounded and beautiful, and it is extraordinarily spectacular.

From the magnificent corridor, Mumu went to the last room.

The design in the room is like a dungeon.

Inside, all are ancient braziers, arrows...