Chapter 972: What you are talking about is the dog.

"This..." Her hand trembled slightly, and the surprised color of her eyes grew thicker. "Where is this coming from?"
"The Lord of the Gates, this is from the burning gate." The guards at the bottom should. "We saw the woman's nephew on this portrait and the totem on the forehead is very similar to the Emperor, so I used it to let the doorkeeper see you."
Feng Chu songs lightly flashed, holding the hand of the scroll, slightly tightened.
The woman in the portrait has a golden gold robes, and the gauze surrounds the wrist and runs through the body.
This painting is very realistic, and the beautiful woman's eyes are like the spring water, and the head is tilted into the jade dragon and phoenix.
Xiangjiao Nenxiu is more beautiful than Huajiao. It means that if the roots of the onion are covered with Zhu Dan, the gentle smile is beautiful.
However, it is not her beauty that shocks Feng Chuge, but the nephew and totem as the guardian said!
That's right, it's similar!
The woman, with a purple scorpion, has a little bit of gold in her shackles.
Her forehead is also inlaid with a golden totem.
The guards underneath have been observing the look of the Fengchu song. At the moment, she looked at the strangeness on her face and cautiously asked, "Do you know that this woman is very similar to the Emperor?"
Feng Chu song slowed down, she rolled up the portrait, then put the clothes tight, "Okay, go out first."
After the guards left, Feng Chu song went to the inner room.
Inside the room, Emperor's dust is packing the last baggage.
"dust……"
"Yangzi, already packed up, let's go tomorrow morning."
"Dust, look at this." Feng Chuge took the picture and handed it to the emperor.
"What's wrong? Looks so bad." The emperor said that he had taken the picture and opened it. When he wanted to say it, this moment was all stuck in the throat, and he couldn't say it.
"This is from the burning Tianmen." Feng Chuge looked at the emperor's dust, and then scanned the picture and made a sound. "I think……"
The Emperor's gaze was removed from the portrait, and before he finished the phoenix song, he just raised his lips faintly. "It's just a portrait, don't worry."
After the words, the portrait was thrown aside.
Even so, the waves in his eyes can still be concealed...
He stepped forward two steps, slightly lowered his eyes, calmed the thousands of emotions in his eyes, and then reached out and hugged the Fengchu song. "Not too early, maid, rest."
Feng Chu sang the lips, want to say something, but in the end, still did not say anything, just a nod. "it is good."
When they turned around, the eyes of the two men swept through the portrait.
......
The next morning, Feng Chuge and the imperial dust began to leave.
Today, meatballs and flowers are unusually excited.
"Master, haha, I have to go back. It’s great. I have been away from Yuntian mainland for a long time."
Looking at the appearance of the flowers and the meat group, Feng Chuge is also in a good mood.
Looking around, she squinted. "Is the night still closed?"
If it is correct, it seems that the demon night has been closed for half a month.
Just talking, in the distance, a red figure came. "Small song, you will still think of me, I am so touched."
"You are my contract beast, how could you not want to come to you?" Feng Chu song brows a pick, smile.
The night of the demon smells loud and screams. "So, is Laozi like this cat and this dog in your heart?"
"You are the dog!!" With the demon night, the meat ball and the flower flower are actually spurting out in unison!