But thinks that a Mys­te­ri­ous sim

But thinks that a Mys­te­ri­ous sim­ple and el­e­gant young girl, Xiao Yan will then un­able to be bear­ing stops in the hand to act, the vi­sion looks in all di­rec­tions at a loss, ac­tu­ally ac­tu­ally does not know that ac­tu­ally should throw in which di­rec­tion, sud­denly, can only low-spir­ited sigh, mut­tered in a low voice: „Xun'Er, is wait­ing for me, I will be the Dou Zong step to leave as soon as pos­si­ble, then looks for you!”
„No mat­ter your clan, is ac­tu­ally the what kind fear­ful­ness, but I never have timidly!”
The fog shrouded steep moun­tain peak, the slen­der blue shade, be­come faintly dis­cernible in the mist, the slen­der waist just likes Liu Yeban, is will grace­ful grasps, 3000 black hair are tying with a sec­tion of pale pur­ple satin rib­bon at will, the light breeze blows, the black hair is float­ing, mak­ing the young girl have re­fined sim­ple and el­e­gant mak­ings.
The young girl eyes pupil shuts, after the mo­ment, fi­nally is slowly opens, but along with open­ing of his pupil, the mist is all around au­to­matic im­me­di­ately di­verges rapidly, at once this piece of sum­mit, was be­comes limpid ob­vi­ous.
„Old Ling, came back.”
The young girls have not turned head, ruddy small mouth spits lightly, the elu­sive eu­pho­nious clear sound, then re­ver­ber­ates above the sum­mit to­gether.
But along with falling of her voice, shadow under a rock, wrig­gled im­me­di­ately strangely, at once changes into to­gether the old form, im­pres­sively is Ling Ying.
Comes, Ling Ying stoops to the young girl re­spect­fully.
„Young lady.”
„What kind of? Had his news?” The young girls sit up from stone plat­form, have turned around, re­veals that thor­oughly Green Lotus re­fined mak­ings smile cheeks, at this mo­ment, that usu­ally is through­out hard to have in many sounds of fluc­tu­a­tion, un­ex­pect­edly were many one point of im­pa­tient.
But this cheeks, let Xiao Yan be­sides that to­ward Xun'Er that think­ing of the night thinks, but who can also be.
Leaves Xiao Yan away Xun'Er, prob­a­bly had 34 years, but dur­ing these years, Xun'Er ob­vi­ously was also be­comes ma­ture many, pre­sent she, com­pared with the past young girl, has been short of one point of shy, were many for one point from the soul deep place in­dif­fer­ent like water.
How how­ever re­gard­less of she changes, is still has a point as be­fore main­tains, when that then in hear­ing with that name re­lated news, the calm and com­posed mood, will rip­ple rip­ples.
Per­haps just like also Ling Ying ini­tially ex­pected, Xun'Er heart of hearts, per­ma­nent has shadow ex­is­tence of to­gether, this shadow, even if the pres­sure of head of the clan big mas­ter, will be hard to erase 11 to lis­ten to that minute of ur­gency in Xun'Er ex­pres­sion clearly, in the Ling Ying heart will also sigh, sev­eral years, she when hear­ing the Xiao Yan young mas­ter mat­ter, just now truly will be sim­i­lar to the com­mon young girl will be or­di­nary, light that com­monly like that im­mov­abil­ity, was sim­i­lar to these has prac­ticed many years of old mon­ster ac­tu­ally, being as deep as a well has achieved, may few sev­eral points of young girl this have. Lively.
Nat­u­rally, he who knows the Xun'Er sta­tus, nat­u­rally un­der­stands that she will be im­pos­si­ble to be the same to the com­mon girl, her sta­tus, will be doomed she not to be ex­tra­or­di­nary, but can be joined to her man, will de­cide how­ever also that con­ti­nent most out­stand­ing per­son, did not know Xiao Yan, could ar­rive this step.
In the heart flashes through these thoughts, in the Ling Ying sur­face is hold­ing the color of spoil­ing, is smil­ing nod, at once thinks of every means to ask the human to in­quire him these days the news about Xiao Yan said.
Calmly is lis­ten­ing to that the news that spreads from the Ling Ying mouth, Xun'Er slightly min the small mouth, at that time will be just lik­ing the speech limpid pupil, was flash­ing gen­tly.