The language of color in Ye Luoli's Fairy Dream

Chapter 128 Asking to See the Elder of Lingxi Pavilion

"Don't talk too much, as Bingbing, she can go anywhere."

If I lose my identity, as long as I am the master of ceremonies in Lingxi Pavilion, she can also come to Lingxi Pavilion.

Everyone present could hear Yan Jue's foreign words. Although his expression didn't change, he still had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"If she is still in the future with half a cup of tea, we will invite the three elders to come out."

Yan Jue obviously changed the subject, but Du Xifei and the others did not refute.

Princess Ice put the teacup on the stone table and wanted to pour it for herself, but Yan Jue filled it up before her.

"Don't be polite, Bingbing, the next one is yours."

Yan Jue's smile is still warm, but for the ice princess, his eyes are very gentle and doting.

Princess Ice just frowned, then picked up the teacup and drank without changing her expression, ignoring Yan Jue's words.

In fact, Princess Ice's heart is far less calm than her appearance, and every word Yan Jue says to her can cause ripples in her heart.

No matter what, she can always keep her mind as calm as water, but in front of Yan Jue, she always pretends to be calm.

Princess Ice's eyes are full of pain and struggle. For Yan Jue, what else can she do?
I will disappear after all, how can I drag him down...

In the end, the pain is as long as you are alone.

What Princess Ice didn't know was that there was a trace of injury in Yan Jue's cat pupils.

Suddenly, a door appeared in the middle of Lingxi Pavilion, and a figure fell powerlessly from the door.

Yan Jue was startled, sensing a familiar aura, he flew to meet the figure.

The other two similar figures fell, and the rest of the members of Lingxi Pavilion were startled and put on guard.

Ye Bai and Ling Lie stood firm, looked at Yan Nian who was being hugged, and hurried forward:

"Your Highness, I will heal your wounds!"

"No need, you can only heal by yourself if you use a brush stroke."

Yan Nian looked at the wound on the heart of her left hand, and subconsciously held it, not wanting Yan Jue to see it.

Little did he know that Yan Jue had already seen it, and violence flashed across his eyes.

Ice Princess worriedly dropped the teacup and came to Yan Nian,
"Nian Nian, where did you go? How did you get such a serious injury?"

Yan Nian came out of Yan Jue's arms, smiled and comforted Princess Bing,
"Sister Ran, don't worry, it's fine."

Yan Nian's face was bloodless, but she smiled so cutely that people could not believe what she said.

But Princess Ice didn't listen to her, but held her left wrist.

The originally fair and beautiful hand is now ruined by a hideous scar on the palm.

Princess Ice looked at Yan Nian's hand with pity, with tears in her eyes, "Nian Nian, I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Sister Ran has never been sorry to me."

Yan Nian withdrew his hand, looked at Yan Jue after speaking, suppressed the smile on his face,
"Master of the Lingxi Pavilion, I request you in the name of Princess Color:

Invite the three elders from Lingxi Pavilion. "

Yan Nian took a step back, without any emotion in his voice, as if he didn't know the fairy in front of him at all.

Yan Jue tightly held the fan in one hand, and held the other behind his back.

"……reason."

"Fate reincarnates, catastrophe is approaching."

Yan Nian lowered his eyes to cover the coldness and indifference in his eyes.

"Fairyland or Human."

Yan Jue asked the last question, which was also the key reason why the three elders could be invited.

Yan Nian was silent for a long time, Ye Bai and Ling Lie behind her were still guarding her.

On the stone statue, there are fairies she cares about; in front of her, there are her important relatives; in the human world, there are friends who care about her.

"It's...both."

Yan Jue and the others fell silent, is it the two...

"Members of the Lingxi Pavilion, get ready." Yan Jue pursed his lips and agreed to Yan Nian, and the rest of him meditated back and forth.

"Ye Luoli's magic, the power of protection, has been passed down from generation to generation, with consonance and mana, to express one's heart and mind."

Yan Nian and Princess Bing were on the side. Princess Bing wanted to say something to Yan Nian, but seeing that there was no emotion on her face, she stopped.

"Yan Jue, what are you looking for from us?"

A gleam of light appeared in the gap of the stone statue in Lingxi Pavilion, and an old voice came from inside.

Yan Jue stood up with them, and replied respectfully:
"Princess of Color, Yan Nian, asks to see you."

"reason."

Just as Yan Jue was about to answer, Yan Nianfei walked up to Yan Jue, his whole body was as cold as ice.

"Fate reincarnation."

"...Princess, please wait a moment."

The old voice implied respect, but Yan Nian's expression did not change at all, he nodded,

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)