Chapter 217: The blessing of the national teacher (3)

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The thirteen emperors glared at the big eyes of Wu, and did not seem to know what it was to him today. His two small hands like a bun clutched the clothes of Emperor Huang, and they were very attached.
Star House looked at the ignorant thirteen princes, raised his hand slightly, and gently pointed his finger at the eyebrows of the thirteen emperors. A faint glow spread across his fingertips to the thirteen emperor's body. The little prince was unusual. Well-behaved, honestly and motionless, just squinting at the layer of light that lingers around his body, with a small mouth and a scream of intermittent notes.
After a while, the light was lost in the body of the thirteen princes, and the blessing ended.
The monsoon smoke was watching for a long time, and I didn’t see it. I only thought that there was a gentle force in the body of Fangcailou. The power was absorbed by the thirteen emperors a little bit. It looked like magic. But for monsoon smoke...
This thing always feels a little flickering.
As far as she understands the blessing, it should be that the caster infects the caster with his own aura. In a sense, it is to guide the caster's life toward the direction of the Phlo, and let it suffer less. Torture with illness.
When the monsoon smokes, he is not blessed by Master and his ancestors, but it is a way to dispel suffocation and illness.
Star House did something similar to her master and master, but... the effect felt a little worse.
The monsoon smoke is thinking, when the blessing of this world is a god-horse thing, the eyes of the blessed thirteen princes suddenly fall on the "bald eagle" of the monsoon smoker, the big palm The little figure suddenly attracted all the attention of the thirteen emperors. He suddenly extended his white and tender little hands and groaned.
"Ah...ah..."
The Holy Dragon Emperor, who is thanking Xinglou, noticed the abnormality of his own son and looked at the sight of the thirteen emperors. He just saw the monsoon smoke and the bald eagle that looked funny.
"This is?" Shenglong Emperor smiled, he did not ignore the interaction between the Star House and the little girl.
As far as the character of the Star House is concerned, this is really the first time.
Even with the Holy Dragon Emperor, the attitude towards the monsoon smoke has become very subtle.
The boss of the Holy Dragon Empire opened his mouth, and the monsoon smoke could not pretend to be inaudible. She said that she had got up and said: "I have seen my Majesty, Huangfu, my name is Jifeng, and I am the daughter of Ji Xian."
The Holy Dragon Emperor gave a slight glimpse, and then smiled and said: "You are the daughter of Ji Yu, it is really a tiger father, no dog girl, not bad."
The sound of praise from the Emperor of the Dragon was almost not let the other people in the hall spurt out.
The monsoon smoke body is thin and weak, and it is a small one. I really don't know the Holy Dragon Emperor. From where I can see that she is "good."
However, after the opening of the monsoon smoke, the eyes of the imperial concubine flashed a trace of the same, but the disappearance of the strange disappeared, no one noticed.
"I heard that your father died in the battlefield and died for the country. It is really sighing, but if he knows that his daughter is so good, he will be pleased." Shenglong Emperor smiled and said that his voice was quite harmonious.
The monsoon smoke just smiled and said nothing.
She is not stupid, knowing the Holy Dragon Emperor, the reason why she is so polite to her, 80% is because she and the Star Tower at the same table.