Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The people who had just almost gone through the front line of life and death, were so frightened that they suddenly felt back to their souls when they heard this chuckle.

Although this laughter seemed a little loose, but for some reason, with a little indescribable warmth, it seemed that a spring breeze had blown across people's hearts, melting the ice.

Everyone suddenly recovered, and immediately followed the place where the sound came from. Nan Yan couldn't help turning his head, and saw a tall and tall figure slowly coming up from the steps.

The man was wearing a black robe. Under the light of the fire, he could faintly feel his clothes fluttering, but he couldn't distinguish the boundary from the night, as if it was the condensation of the night; but his skin was exceptionally white. , Different from Nan Yan's whiteness and delicateness, that kind of whiteness is pale as if it hasn't seen the sky for a long time, and with a dark robe, the whole person is like an elf transformed from the night.

When he approached step by step, everyone could see his face clearly.

He is very young, but in his twenties, he is tall, handsome, and has a gorgeous face like a crown. His expression is very deserted, even a little arrogant, but his eyes are very gentle, there is a tenderness that is compassionate and tolerant to everything in the world; his eyes are also surprisingly bright, and Zhu Feng’s piercing, sword-like Different in sharpness, these eyes are like bright lights, seeming to illuminate all the dark corners of the world.

I have to say that this is a very good man, even if he has walked in front of King Yan at the moment, the two are facing each other, it is not inferior.

But what really surprised Nan Yan was that the clothes on his body turned out to be a dark robe!

He is a Taoist priest!

In this palace, there will be a Taoist priest?

Not only was Nan Yan stunned, the eunuchs and palace ladies who had just escaped from the dead and the waiters also looked at him in amazement. Everyone wondered where he came from. At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly said: "Heyi, what are you doing here?"

The Taoist priest named "Crane Yi" smiled and said, "I heard that there was a big fire in the bedroom, and I was worried about the safety of His Highness, so I came here to take a look."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Nan Yan: "Unexpectedly, I saw such an interesting person as soon as I arrived."

He raised his hand and bowed to Nan Yan: "Girl, you are a poor leader."

This person is not only beautiful and unusual, but also very decent, his head is not high or short, his hands are not biased, his clothes are graceful during his actions, and there is even a period of unspeakable expression in the fairy wind. The romantic come.

Nan Yan looked at him hesitantly and saluted him.

She recovered a bit, this Taoist named He Yi was the person next to King Yan.

Moreover, the relationship is very close.

Because the other soldiers were all conscientious in front of King Yan, only him, speaking very naturally.

Nan Yan was still analyzing his identity, weighing how he should deal with it, but he heard him say: "The girl is really a wonderful person, you know, the person who can survive from the sword of His Royal Highness, the world can Not many."

Zhu Feng snorted coldly.

Nan Yan smiled bitterly.

She didn't feel that she had survived the sword of King Yan. Besides, she calmed down now, and when she recalled what she had done just now, she wanted to slap herself a few times!

What's your own?

The fat pig ran into the butcher's house-found a good death!