After Fu Yuhuang's farewell, the blue light sword flashed above the void, and she stood on the sword and turned into a streamer that disappeared into the sky.

Ye Qingfeng: Wait, let's return the Lingzhu and snatched resources!

Unfortunately, Yufeng Fu has gone far.

Ye Qingfeng stood in stunned position, never thinking that Fu Yuhuang would just walk away, leaving him no chance to ask for something.

If His Majesty knew that the spirit beads and resources he had been stolen by Fu Yuhuang, would he think he was useless.

"Ye Qingfeng." An indifferent voice sounded in my ear.

Ye Qingfeng looked up and saw His Royal Highness looking at him lightly.

Ye Qingfeng rushed forward and said, "I don't know what His Highness has commanded?"

Tongzhou: "Let's go together."

Anyway, take Zhuge Jiming first to go in the direction of Rong Xian.

Ye Qingfeng stunned, and quickly followed.

Where Rong Xian was staying, the guards, both secretly and secretly, had firmly protected the place.

After bathing in Rong Xian, she changed into a gentle green dress and put on a green gown. She wore a silver gauze and hung on the waist with a fragrant purse.

She was sitting in front of the mirror, leaning against bamboo to gently pull her hair.

At the dressing mirror, Tong Zhou was sitting at the table drinking tea.

Because of his existence, the whole room was indescribable with depression and silence.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is here." Outside the door, Hua Yan suddenly voiced.

Yi Zhu was startled by the sudden sound, and his hand was shaken, and his majesty Jin Zunyugui's hair was plucked out.

Yizhu immediately knelt down with a thump.

Rong Xian touched her head, not too painful.

She glanced at the bamboo and said, "Get up."

Relying on bamboo wiped the sweat, and stood honestly without disturbing the eyes.

At this time, Sima Yijun came in.

She saw the young man sitting at the table at a glance, and every time she saw the young man, she felt the whole world was quiet.

It's not the feeling of quietness, but the feeling of eternity forever, like the bright moon of Yongzhao Dajiang.

Watched by those eyes that enveloped Jin Mang, she always had a kind of fear and tension staring at an unspeakable existence.

But the Empress is the Empress, but she adjusted her mood in an instant.

She raised an eyebrow and said, "Emperor Xi, Your Highness."

Tong Zhou lowered the tea cup and nodded slightly towards her before continuing to drink tea.

Rong Xian picked up the comb on the table and brushed her hair slowly and said, "You came early."

Sima Yijun was not seen, she went to sit opposite to the same boat, and said to Rong Xian: "I also want to see how clever the elder prince who was looked at by the Emperor is another.

Rong Xian smiled slowly and said slowly: "You will see him."

With a twitch of her heart, Rong Hong hiding in the mustard space flew into the sphere.

Inside the bead, in the Muling space, a large soft bed woven by vines, a three-year-old child is lying asleep on it.

A delicate little face carved in pink and jade is very cute.

When Rong Hong stood with his children, he looked like his brother and sister, and his faces were very similar.

She touched her fingertips a little at Rong Hao's eyebrows, and Milky voice said, "Haoer, wake up."

In a small world, the young man who has just succeeded in rebellion and is walking towards the position of the Lord of the Ninth Five-Year Plan is stumbling on his feet and strangled to death on the white jade steps.

Ministers :! !!

young people:"……"

The young man's soul was withdrawn and came out of the gate on the stone tablet, and his confused look gradually became clear and rational.

The attitude of wearing a dragon robe also changed rapidly, and the appearance of young people gradually changed into the appearance of young people.

The dragon robe was replaced with a clean, cold white robe, with an unnamed long sword on its back.

Rong Hao completely remembered all the worlds he had experienced, and also remembered that the man who claimed to be his mother emperor also met him in two worlds.

Suddenly awakened this time, it must be the mother emperor wants him to return to reality.

But he didn't want to.

Rong Hao was standing reluctantly with his lips clenched in Xiaojian's space. Even after experiencing the scour of the world, he did not forget that he was a nursing baby.

No no no, it should be grown up now ... right?

Rong Hao doesn't know how long the actual time has passed, but he looked down at his teenager's posture, presumably the body should be at least 12 or 13 years old.

Just then, a cute girl in a small skirt suddenly appeared in front of him.

The girl with a small face is very cute, and her eyes are round and black, like a kitten.

Rong Hao: "..."

The big one, the small one and the big one stared for a long time, and no one spoke.

Rong Hao guessed, could this child be the instrument of this space?

He groaned for a moment, standing indifferently in situ, still waiting, waiting for the ‘Spirit’ to take the initiative to see him, the young master.

After all, space belongs to his mother-in-law, and he is an overlord.

However, not only did the "Spirit" not move, it also lifted its lower jaw, with a look of earnest restraint.

Rong Hao :? ?

Neither of them spoke, and the air went silent.

After waiting for a long time, Rong Hao began to speak, seeing that there was some impatience in the ‘Spirit’ eyebrows.

Rong Hao looked down at Qi Ling and asked, "Who are you? How did you break in?"

Rong Huan followed the pretended majesty: "Is it rude not to see Sister Huang? What is your etiquette?"

Rong Hao :! !!

# 最 quan the air suddenly quiet #

Rong Hao jumped in his heart, somehow had a bad feeling.

He couldn't keep his iceberg's face, and shouted indefinitely, "Huanghuanghuang, Huanghuang?"

Rong Minzhi nodded, the small appearance was very cute, and he was also very mean: "Good."

The prince's unbelievable eyes fell on the little girl. This little dwarf was actually his sister with three heads!

So, the reality is that he looks like this three-headed body, and it is not the stance of the boy he imagines? !!

After so many worlds, how can he pay back! No! Have! long! Big!

-Time is so slow!

so slow!

slow!

The prince's mentality collapsed again.

Rong Hong saw the boy's unlovable appearance, with his hands behind him, pretending to be a mature adult, and said, "Mother Emperor has a call, let's go."

Rong Hao came back to God, and quickly said, "I don't go, I want to experience in a small world."

Rong Yan's eyes flickered, and he softly said, "You can't enter the small world without the order of the mother emperor."

Seeing that Rong Hao was still reluctant, Rong Huan just pulled Rong Hao's soul directly into the wooden spirit space within the realm.

Standing in front of the vine-weaved soft bed, Rong Hao felt that if there was nothing like traction from the child on the bed, his eyes were slightly dizzy.

He really hasn't grown up.

"Go back to the body." Rong Hong smiled brightly like a little angel.

Rong Hao coughed and said solemnly, "I think there is so much aura here, I want to cultivate here."

The little angel looked up at him, and said blankly, "You're not a one or two-year-old child. It's time to be sensible."

Hao is three years old: "..."