Heavenly Star

Chapter 019 Shui Mengchan (Bottom)

Chapter o19 Shui Mengchan (Bottom)

Qingxue curiously asked: "Brother, what did Brother Long do? ”

“Find a Red Flame.” Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

“Hongyan, what is that?” Snowflake leaned back to his face and asked.

“It is a terrible thing that can provoke a fierce war with a smile and throw a hand in the foot to turn a man like steel into a piece of mud. But for a man, if he's not strong enough, then this creates all kinds of calamities for him, and if he's strong enough, the Red Face Calamity will only be a collection for him to enjoy.” Looking at the brand of "Dream Smoke Tower," Ye Wuchen's mouth snapped a smile, wondering what he was thinking.

Often the crowd was flowing and snowflakes attracted the attention of the majority of the population, but when they saw the girl's true face, their eyes immediately shifted away as if they had escaped the plague and revealed obvious disgust. Ye Wuchen swept around and held her gently, leaning in his arms, asked: "Cher, most people in the world take people by their looks, so many people will hate you because of your face. Are you afraid? ”

Snow shook his head and held his neck. “As long as my brother didn't hate me and didn't leave me, I wouldn't care if people hated me. ”

Ye Wuchen snapped a smile: “Even if I didn't want my own life, I wouldn't want Snow, let alone hate Snow, just like Snow wouldn't hate Brother, right? ”

Snowflake nodded hard, his eyebrows bent, very seriously and seriously said: “Cher will never hate his brother! ”

Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile, his eyes inadvertently swept past crowds, but suddenly collided with a sharp eye.

It was a teenager up and down 16 or 7 years old, dressed in plain clothes, strong body, and a little messy head, but his face was cold and stiff, and his eyes were sharp as cold blades. Ye Wuchen had a look at him and felt a feeling of being cut by his eyes. That look clearly concealed hatred, indifference and vigilance, as if there were no one he could trust all over the world.

And he was holding a middle-aged woman on her feet. She should be only forty years old, but her head is half white, and she looks more than ten years older than she actually is. The teenager held her carefully. Ye Wuchen's side ears heard the middle-aged woman whispering: “... Tianlong City... after 20 years, I am finally back in Tianlong City...”

The juvenile's eyes swept from Ye Wuchen's and Ye Zhengxue's face, and did not stop for half a moment, or as long as anyone appearing in his sight could not escape his gaze, he was a juvenile who was always on high alert.

Looking at the shadow of his departure, Ye Wuchen thought thoughtfully and whispered: “Will this be a lone wolf or a hawk? ”

On the top floor of the Dream Smoke Tower, Dragon Zhengyang end sits in a vaguely scented elegance, next to a few circles, a few cups of incense tea and a pink translucent gauze in front. The sound insulation here is amazing and you can't hear the noise on the street at all. In this quiet, Long Zhengyang slightly restless, but did not make a sound, only scared what.

Finally, after the pink gauze, a light and soothing footstep sounded. A beautiful woman's figure reflected on the gauze. The walking room was like a wind. It was amazing, but the shadow alone was enough to make a normal man lose his soul.

Long Zhengyang's respiratory bureau prompted him. Although it had not been a year, this figure appeared almost every night in his dreams. How could he forget? He took a sip of that cup of tea to ease his mood, then stood up and said peacefully: "Miss Mengchan... it's been another year, are you... are you okay? ”

The wonderful figure sat behind the veil and a soft breeze came out: “Monchan is well, thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his memory. The return of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not hidden, I think that the five-year period for refining the heart has reached its limit, and the Heavenly Dragon can be determined in the future. ”

The corner of Long Zhengyang's mouth revealed a bitter smile: “Miss Mengchan, just call me Prince Long, we have known each other for so long, the title of Prince... is too much. ”

“Don't disrespect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince because Mengchan is only an ordinary woman.” Shui Mengchan's voice was clear and unseen, and the sound of immortality was as clear as a breeze, making people feel shaken.

Ordinary women... If you were ordinary, aren't the other women in the world all dead leaves that day? Long Zhengyang suddenly thought that he looked at the fairy shadow behind the veil: “Since Miss Mengchan knew that I had no cover this time, she must have appeared to me by the time I stepped into Tianlong City. Does Miss Mengchan share the same concerns as I do? ”

In a brief silence, Shui Mengchan shouted a helpless sigh: “His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the monarch, should always bear the will of the State Ambon, should not be tripped by red dust, Mengchan dared not to become that would harm the Crown Prince, more harmful to the red dust of the world. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, these are not places where His Royal Highness should stay. His Royal Highness can visit Mengchan. Mengchan is grateful and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites him back. ”

This is the first time Shui Mengchan has refused Long Zhengyang in such a straightforward manner, and the first time she has ordered such an early expulsion. Once she did not tolerate it, she could not do so during the five-year refining period. Today, she does not want to give him any more luxury. Long Zhengyang, like being knocked in the head, looked a little pale. He slowly stood up and said with a lonely voice: “In that case, Zhengyang said goodbye... Miss Mengchan, it has been more than five years since I first saw her, can I see Miss Mengchan's face again? ”

“Mengchan cannot help himself or his heart. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you to return and do not keep your friends waiting too long.” Shui Mengchan said in a gloomy voice. Her friends naturally refer to Ye Wuchen and Ye Jingxue.

Long Zhengyang stayed half way, finally turned around and left lonely.

Out of Yama, he leaned on the door and laughed: “Prince... what kind of prince am I, glory and wealth, what can I do, what can I do with the supreme power, but I can't even see the face of the only woman I love... why is she the only one, why is she the only one!! ”

Dragon Zhengyang walked out of the Dream Smoke Tower in a vicious manner, and the previous atmosphere was judged by two people. Ye Wuchen patted him on the shoulder and said calmly: “Do you want to drink? ”

“Drinking?” Long Zhengyang nodded and pulled the corner of his mouth, but couldn't laugh. He pulled up Ye Wuchen and walked to the tavern opposite him.