At the end of the darkness, there was a bright light. Wuyou dispersed her divine consciousness, looking for the traces of the Ancient Spirit.
The floating Spirit Power, at the sight of the master, flowed up constantly. Wuyou spread herself out and absorbed the Spirit Power. When the Ancient Spirit enriched the whole body, Wuyou opened the eyes.
In the distance, the red-haired man waved his sleeves, and the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Fire Tribe rushed down the city. Su Shenyang turned into a water curtain to block off the opponent's soldiers, while the soldiers from the Fairy Kingdom gathered their Spirit Power and attacked the Fire-Tribe soldiers. The sound of slaughter rang with rows of soldiers falling to the ground. The mourning and howling echoed in the night sky.
Wuyou left with the wind. Ancient Spirit extended to pounce at the red-haired man. The man held the blazing saber in his hand to wave at the Spirit Power, in an attempt to split it into h
When Little Lingchong saw Xu Linghe, it crawled out of the sleeves with delight. It was its master who hypnotized it. When it woke up, it had been to the human's world. What's wrong with the master? Little Lingchong flew over the head of Xu Linghe and looked at its master with anxiety. The little black-haired man saw his Senior Brother carried another woman in arms back and followed him into the room. Seeing Senior Brother was quite anxious, the little black-haired man was more confused. "Senior Brother" " Xu Linghe's face took on a ghastly expression. The little black-haired man shrank his neck and cast a questionable glance at Lin Xiaosa. But Lin Xiaosa shook his head. Looking at the unknown woman, the little black-haired man felt more curious, because even Lin Xiaosa knew her. "Little Lingchong, who is the woman?" Little Lingchong looked at its motionless master and drooped its head, in no mood to answer the littl
The Resurrection Jar flew back into Jiang Wuyou's body. She felt herself wrapped by a warm current. Wuyou floated in the center of the pagoda airily. Xu Linghe stared nervously at the little woman in the Spirit Power, hoping the divine power of the Resurrection Jar could save his little woman. The little wandering pill spirit opened Wuyou's muscles and veins. The Ancient Spirit was waking up. Wuyou could feel that her Spirit Power was moving up and down and her heart was surging in the chest. The Spirit Power in the Resurrection Jar flowed continuously into her body. The floating Spiritual Qi swirled around her as warm as sunshine. Nourished by the Resurrection Jar, Ancient Spirit stretched out. Wuyou floated in the air as light as a feather. Purple Spirit among her fingers lit up the pagoda brightly. She descended slowly into warm arms. A familiar scent wafted into her nose. "Linghe, is it you?" Her little hands clasped Xu Linghe
Looking at Jiang Wuyou, Xu Linghe knew that his little woman was upset, since her mother whom she had been looking forward to for a long time gave her love to Han Chiyou instead. The lack of love for 200 years left a scar on the little woman. At that time, all Xu Linghe wanted was to give all his love to his little woman. He was eager to see how unparallelly gorgeous this cold woman would be wearing the dowry and how shy and charming under the wedding head cover. "Auntie, Xiao You and I are in love with each other. Would you betroth Xiao You to me?" Xu Linghe kneeled down on his knees. Wuyou looked at him in surprise. Although she had imagined the scene for tens of thousands of times, she still felt her heart touched seeing Xu Linghe kneeled down in front of her mother. The man before her always thought for her, unwilling to make her aggrieved. "How many lifetimes can I be blessed with the fortune to be with him?" Wuyou's heart was brimmed with happ
"In the battle of the Fire Tribe, did Chidi have something to do with father?" Although Xu Linghe had sounded out his father, he still had many doubts. "What does the Wolf King mean that he will hurt someone? Is there any underlying meaning in it?" "I am going to get married. I am here to tell you." The writing brush was broken into parts. Seeing his father burst into anger, Xu Linghe felt his uneasy heart finally went back to the feet. It seemed that it was Xu Linghe himself who was so oversensitive to doubt whether it was true or false. "Since you have made up your mind, it's no use saying more. But you should marry the girl of You family, but you made trouble in it and gave the chance to others. I am not willing to see that. If we can become related to You Hu by marriage, we can gain ten thousand percent." "I have to go now." Xu Linghe requested to retreat. His father's grey hair was blown up by
Looking at the snow tribe aroused Wuyou's memories a long time ago. Revisiting the old place, she felt everywhere here was familiar. Seen from afar, the village was indeed surrounded by the apricot forest. "Do you still remember this place, Linghe?" "Of course yes! How can I forget it? You're tender like water. I remember the first time I saw you. You were alone in the crowd, tasting the candied haw. You might be very curious about human society at that time, right? When you threw the little jade fox to the old man, I knew you are kind-hearted. I followed you all the way, and was curious why you looked so sad at the high platform, what happened to you, and why was there arrogance beyond your age in your eyes? If I can make such a woman change, how happy will I be? At that time, I knew that we would fall in love with each other. We will be always together...regardless of the time." "Linghe, it's good to be with you all the way. I'm so luc
"Your Majesty, how is the war now?" Wuyou hoped to flatten the rebels earlier to repay the enlightenment of Xiao Yi. "Xiao Yan colluded with the fire tribe and instigated the phoenix tribe as well as the eagle tribe. Half of the country has been lost." "Who is in charge of the military affairs, when I'm not here?" "General Su. But he's old and has lost his power." "Your Majesty, these two are the friends of mine, and they will help us." "Your Majesty." Xu Linghe and Xiao Qi greeted Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi looked at Xu Linghe and felt he was familiar. "You two are noble and dignified, really giants among men." "Your Majesty, where is General Su now?" Xiao Yi swung his finger, and a vivid marching map of the Fairy Kingdom showed in front of Wuyou. She looked at the place not far from the Fairy City. "This place has a wide line of si
"Come on, kill this traitor!" Xiao Yi glanced at Xiao Linggong, and then looked at Xiao Yan who was buried in the snow in the distance. He had dreamed to let his opponent die for many times, and now he finally relieved. But when the day really came, he felt a little regretful. He asked himself, "Will you spare this person?" The result was no. As a king of a kingdom, he would not spare anyone who threatened his imperial power. "Your Majesty, Xiao Linggong should be sentenced to death, but he has suffered the Haunting Ptomaine for the sake of our Fairy Kingdom. You're a sage, so please exonerate him from the death penalty." "Thank you for your kindness, Commander in Chief, but I'm willing to die." The only concern of Xiao Linggong was his mother. But the winner decided. If his father was alive, he was not willing to let his son live without dignity. "Your Majesty, you'd better kill him. As the sayin
Xu Linghe grabbed the hand of the small woman, and quietly got out of the main hall. The wind flipped her hair. Xu Linghe looked at her and walked toward the palace gate step by step. Regardless of the snow water splashed on her skirt corner, Wuyou just hoped that she could go on with the man next to her forever. When the palace gate was getting farther and farther, Wuyou flew to the sky, holding the big hand of Xu Linghe. At this moment, she was no longer the lonely Little Fox. "Linghe, I want to go to Jiangnan." "After we get married, okay?" Xu Linghe knew the little woman's mind. But the wedding was imminent. His dream was to give the small woman a home. "Master, you finally come back." The Little Lingchong rushed into Wuyou's arms and cried, but was then hung on the treetop after Wuyou swept one of her fingers. Little Blacky was sitting on the stone bench quietly. Xu Linghe flipped on the forehead of