Chapter 880

Jingyuan, holding the rose in his mouth, kneels down on one knee to Honglian, and holds the red rose in front of her: "Dear Miss Nangong, I Lingying will love you all my life."

Ling Ying?

What the hell

Everyone was confused. Even the knowledgeable old housekeeper had never heard of Ling Ying.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Honglian took the red rose and said with a cold smile, "brother Lingying, get up quickly."

Then she turned to the old housekeeper and said, "housekeeper, let me introduce you. This is Ling Ying, the elder brother of yinghuang lingcan in the Phoenix Temple."

"Yinghuang's big brother?"

Everyone was shocked.

"After he learned that his brother died in the hands of Bai Chen, he rushed back from the mainland, but now he has fallen in love with me, so he will not be as loyal to the Phoenix Temple as his brother, he will only become the patron saint of my Nangong palace!"

When Honglian said this, everyone's face changed.

"That What is his realm, miss Asked one of the little maids.

Smell speech, red lotus arrogantly turn around, calmly smile: "Heaven way boundary."

God?!

Ignoring those stunned people, Honglian and Jingyuan walk out of the other garden.

If you want to be forced, you have to be thorough.

A word of heaven, completely shocked those people in the palace, they have doubts, doubts, uneasiness.

However, they are still more willing to choose trust.

A life-saving straw appears in the sea of death. How can dying people care if this straw can hold their weight?

I'm sure I'll get it!

In this way, the Nangong palace regained its former bright lights, and the business of sitting on the strong in heaven was like a storm. It spread out rapidly, and spread to every corner of the Fengyan Dynasty within half a month.

Today's Nangong palace, Nangong Yiyun has a bodyguard of heaven, which has become the hottest topic in the world.

You know, in the eyes of the world, the only one who is strong in heaven is xuanlao!

Now there's a second person. Isn't the Phoenix Temple in a hurry?

……

Nangong palace, spacious hall.

Red lotus glared at the old housekeeper who bowed her head and said, "it's been half a month. Haven't you found my brother yet? I don't understand why my father used you so much at the beginning. You are just a piece of rubbish! "

"I..."

The old housekeeper wanted to cry without tears.

Now there are few people in the palace. The dark guards who used to be in charge of his management are dead now, and there are none left.

Even if he wants to find out where Nangong Liucheng is, it's not enough.

However, this young lady did not consider the current situation of the palace at all, and even said such hurtful words.

Looking back at the old lady, the old housekeeper burst into tears.

Red lotus sees old housekeeper so sad, also quite sympathizes.

It is reasonable to say that the old housekeeper is already the greatest meritorious official when she goes back to the palace regardless of her life. However, she sympathizes with him and has to pretend to be proud of Nangong Yiyun.

"Wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail, wail! I don't want to see you now! "

Red lotus turns around silently, ponders a, angrily scolds a way.

Smell speech, the old housekeeper cry, bow to her, respectfully out of the hall.

……

Under the careful care of the old housekeeper, although there are not many people in Nangong palace, every servant girl is diligent and hardworking, which can be regarded as keeping the palace in good order.

Of course, when everyone is sweating and busy, Honglian and Jingyuan, just like no one else, walk in the palace every day, flutter butterflies and flowers, and have a heartless play.

At night.

In the hall, only Honglian and Jingyuan were left.

Take down the tired camouflage, red lotus helplessly sighs: "those people in Nangong Palace are really poor, I can't bear to kill them."

"Alas! I don't have the heart, but I can't help it. We have to carry out the order and catch Nangong Liucheng. It's more important than anything Jing Yuan's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

"All right! But it's been half a month. There's no movement on the other side of Nangong Liucheng, and there's no movement on the Phoenix Temple. It's not that they have found out that I'm fake, is it? "

"No, the Lord has placed dark guards around the palace. As long as there are suspicious people, they will not escape from the sight of the Lord. We just need to wait. I think Phoenix Temple and Nangong Liucheng are more anxious than us about the current situation of the palace. "

"You, don't be so naive ~" a figure suddenly appeared in the hall like a ghost.

"Sister Qiuyu!" Honglian and Jingyuan were startled.

Looking at Jing Yuan's puzzled appearance, Yang Qiuyu pondered: "elder martial brother, he said that Nangong Liucheng is a man with extremely careful mind, and his strategy is not even under the elder martial brother. If you want to bring out such an enemy, you can't do it without patience.""Is that Nangong Liucheng really that powerful?" Both Jing Yuan and Hong Lian are curious.

They only heard that Nangong Liucheng used to be the Spirit Walker of Shengtian college, but they didn't see it with their own eyes.

In this regard, Yang Qiuyu also shook his head: "I don't know, but since the eldest martial brother said he was not a simple opponent, it must be!"

"Well, let's see who is more patient!" Hong Lian did not admit defeat.

She has never seen Nangong Liucheng, but if she is patient with others, she has been indifferent since childhood, and doesn't think she will lose to anyone.

The scholar can choose her as the protagonist of this task, that is to say, he takes a fancy to her advantage.

……

Time goes on day after day.

Half a month later.

In midsummer, it's getting hotter.

No matter how high the salary is, no one dares to come to Cangzhou.

Seemingly calm palace, in fact, everyone knows that the enemy is coming!

The spacious gate of the palace was always open. Only one guard with Sabre was sweating in front of the door in the scorching sun.

Hot ground, because of the sun exposure, has been steaming, no one on the street, I do not know when, appeared a figure.

It was a big, bald man with a scar on his face.

When the guard of the palace saw the man coming, his eyes were filled with horror.

What he was afraid of was not the scar of the man, but the robe he was wearing.

The red robe is printed with a dazzling phoenix pattern

"The Phoenix and the people of the Phoenix Temple are coming --"

the guard came back and ran to the house, shouting as he ran.