The voice of the woman in blue and white hair, as cold as snow, echoed in the hall, but she denied what the Crown Princess said.

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the Crown Princess couldn't help but shook her head and smiled, and said: "Yes, I am now Concubine Yan. But your master, I can only replace your former name, not your person. However, I can also perfectly cover you.

Identity in the Mo family."

Having said this, the Crown Princess' eyes once again stopped at the jade flute in Fang Yu's hand. She looked at the number one prodigy of the Yin Yang family in front of her for a long time, and then said: "His influence on you is still too great."

It’s deep.”

A jade flute...

Although it is not the original one, but with the same color, it is very clear what kind of princess it represents.

even……

I'm afraid that the number one prodigy of the Yin and Yang family in front of him doesn't even know what the jade flute of this color represents, but she knows it. Because of her identity, he may have noticed something from the beginning, and actually thought

I want to create another old enemy for her in this era.

Who is Huanhua’s old enemy?

Master and Concubine Xuan!

The saint of Cihang Jingzhai is also the Shi Qingxuan of the orchid in the empty valley.

From a certain point of view, it is called the four unique skills of flute, sword, color and conspiracy.

And Yue Yuan wanted to use the number one genius of the Yin and Yang family to create a 'little evil king' to contain her, Huan Huan. If Huan Huan hadn't reacted in time, interfered with it, and involved her as a master and apprentice, if it hadn't been for Yue Yuan's own little evil king.

She underestimated her own charm, fearing that the person who came to deal with her today was the equally stunningly beautiful white-haired woman in front of her. Life would have to go back to the days when old enemies were entangled.

"No!"

Her towering chest rose and fell a little under these words, and her originally cold and snow-like emotions became hot at this moment. Looking up, the breathtakingly beautiful face under the white hair met Huanhan's gaze,

It was full of seriousness and said: "Disciple has already forgotten."

Hearing this answer, Huanwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and every word hit the heart of the person in front of her, "That's wrong. Do you think that changing your name, letting your master replace you, or moving to a place to avoid being seen means forgetting?"

"Too naive."

"Then tell me, why is the jade flute in your hand still green? Can't it be white?"

The sound of each sentence directly made the face of the beautiful woman in front of me turn pale, just like her own white hair, her jade hands were holding the jade flute tightly, and her teeth were tight.

Biting her red lips.

Before the other party could speak, Huanwen continued: "Then do you know his real name?"

"Mountains of mountains, fate of fate..."

This answer made Huanwan's face reveal a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!