Chapter 1397

The nebula followed Qihe out of a long distance and still couldn't help looking back.

But Qihe, the bodyguard, dragged him away by his neck.

The princess of her family is really bad.

Qihe shook his head secretly in his heart and was deeply distressed.

But there's nothing I can do.

The word "love" makes people happy and painful.

Nebula is stubborn and tough.

No one can force her to change what she recognizes.

Now, at the corner at the end of the corridor.

Half of the man's jade like appearance was hidden in the dark, so people couldn't see the expression on that face.

"Yo! Yo!"

Yo yo was carried in the air by the man's slender fingers.

Two fat little short legs kept kicking.

Try to raise your legs and try to kick the man's wrist with your toes.

But the legs are too short to reach.

So three times.

Yo yo could only lower her head in despair, and the green leaves on her head collapsed.

Yun Kuo slightly spread out his palm.

In the palm of his hand was the cold jade box.

Men are always as quiet as distant mountains, and the bottom of their eyes is jumping with the light as deep as the sea.

Complex emotions flashed through his eyes.

"Lord yunkuo, you are back."

The housekeeper took the plate and turned out from the other side of the corridor. He saw yunkuo standing in the shadow of the corner, with a look of surprise on his face.

Yun Kuo moved his fingers and put away the ice box in an instant.

A moment later, the housekeeper came to him with a plate and said with a smile, "did you meet princess Xingyun when you came back?"

"Your Highness has been sitting here waiting for you for more than half a month. How can I persuade her not to listen to it? I have to sit at the door waiting for you. I didn't even have any food today, so I sat at the door waiting for you."

The housekeeper seemed to say unintentionally.

Yunkuo Junlang had no waves and waves on his face. He took out a lavender bottle from his arms, "she's hurt. You send this medicine to her. Remember, don't mention me when you send the medicine."

He handed the medicine to the housekeeper. Yunkuo turned away coldly without asking anything about the nebula.

The housekeeper held the bottle and sighed softly.

According to yunkuo's instructions, he took the bottle to look for the star cloud.

The other end.

On such a big main city square.

Under the guard of the soldiers, the onlookers lined up one by one in a very orderly way, rushed out of the door and left the square.

Sang Zhiheng was bound into big zongzi by Yuanjing with silver rope.

The former adjutant raised his foot and kicked it.

Sang Zhiheng fell to Yan Tao's feet with his face to the ground.

Young master Yan's face was cold and cold, just like the vigorous wind in winter.

"Come on, who sent you."

Sang Zhiheng sneered, but the remaining light in the corner of his eyes swept from the frozen biluofu and the soldiers, and said, "don't think that freezing my medicine can save these people's lives."

"I came today and didn't intend to go back alive."

Before the words fell, sang Zhiheng ignited a strange blue and white flame out of thin air.

The flame was like a ghost fire, floating faintly on Sang Zhiheng, reflecting his whole person as gloomy as a ghost.

His face was strange and cold.

Yuan Jing rushed to block Yan Tao with a serious and cold look.

The flame seemed to have no heat. Yuan Jing stood in front and felt no heat of the fire.

But a strange cold.