Chapter 8: Indigo Mountain Peak

After a long time, Shen Hongning turned around and stopped beating the flute.

After a while, the eldest grandson Mu returned to his senses, and his words gradually rose

"If it is really inappropriate to entangle each other for more than 30 years because of this matter, then according to Miss Shen, there seems to be a faster way?"

"Yes!"

Shen Hongning shook the flute and turned around, with a smile in his eyes, at first glance, it was indeed charming.

"Haixi Fudong Demon North South, which belongs to the territory of the people, there is a holy mansion under the dynasty, and there is a holy mansion among them, which is famous in the world, and the world is called the Red Court Mansion. The house is like a sect, the sect manages, everyone knows that the Red Court Mansion is a holy relic red court flower by the grace of heaven to make a fortune, although I don't know why you human cultivators are also called Red Court, but it should have an inseparable relationship with this mansion. ”

"And as for me. Shen Hongning lightly grasped the middle flute, and there was a faint hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"As far as I know, the command level in the Red Court Mansion is refined by the Red Court Flower Qi every day, so in our demon world, it is rumored that the Red Court Mansion will have the ability to break through the heavens and regrets and support the potential of mountains and seas. As a flower demon, if I can bathe in the flowers of the Red Court for seven days, and then use your blood as a guide, in my opinion, I can reunite and now I can cultivate as a flower jade. And at that time, the current grievances and grievances between me and you can be written off, right?"

The warm wind was blowing, the grass was blowing lightly, and at this moment, Shen Hongning had already approached Changsun Mu like a leisurely stroll. It's just that the smile on his face is not there, and many of his brows are slightly frowned.

Watching Shen Hongning walk towards him step by step, although the eldest grandson Mu had no expression on his face, his heart was stirred up by waves of waves, he was familiar with hundreds of books, and his knowledge of the human world was naturally clearer than Shen Hongning.

Hongting Mansion is the spear of Kaifeng under the Emperor Liang, the house is like a sect, such as an army, it can be said that most of the Lianghuang Emperor is a storm and obtained, the lord of the mansion Song Mingcheng is the general of the Red Court who has opened up the vein of life and death, and now he wants to enter the Hongting Mansion, not to say that it is to win, just to borrow the holy relic, with his current identity as a stable boy, I am afraid that it is nonsense, and it is extremely stupid to send him to death.

"Why? Don't you speak? I'm afraid that I don't know that the road is difficult, and I can't retreat?" Shen Hongning's wrist shook slightly, and the middle flute went up to the forehead of the eldest grandson, and down to the lips and chin. The meaning of the joke is obvious

"If it weren't for your black sword that slashed my flower jade, you would still be happy to be your scholar now, and I would still be able to enjoy this world, but I don't owe each other. ”

"This is the only way left?" Eldest Sun Mu didn't care too much about Shen Hongning's provocation, but frowned slightly, and with a drop of his index finger, he stopped the middle flute that was constantly shaking in front of him, and asked.

The sideburns that had been loosened by the breeze were gently brushed behind his ears, and Shen Hongning gestured slightly

"Since I ruined your Huayu, I won't laugh it off, but it's just your second method...... It's difficult, it's okay if I'm still in Ningfu, after all, although the people of Baifu are far from the Holy Mansion, they have occasional opportunities and connections. But now that I have broken off the connection with the Ning Mansion, and now I have come out of the stable of the Sun Mansion, how can this kind of identity be put on the table and enter the eyes of the Holy Mansion?"

Saying that, the eldest grandson Mu shook his head lightly and lowered his head. There was a look in his eyes, but there was a bit of complexity

"What if you are to gain fame? You are both a scholar and a member of the Red Court among the human race, although I know that the human world is very shallow, but I also know that fame can be examined and your status can be promoted. If your fame is big enough, then the Holy Mansion should also be given three points of thin face, right?" Shen Hongning's voice gradually rose, showing nervousness.

The breeze is still gentle, and there are occasional birds singing, but the top of Indigo Lotus Mountain is very quiet. But I watched the frog cross the water, the ripples were slow and wide, and when the ripples spread to the last line, the sound had already started.

"Since that's the case, then I'll try to see, if it's ......" At this point, Changsun Mu stopped abruptly, and only the last word seemed to be a soft murmur. But I don't know what to think, what to think.

Although he heard the last word of Changsun Mu, Shen Hongning pretended not to listen, looking at Changsun Mu, who suddenly quieted down, he grabbed the slender hand under the merger of the middle flute, and raised the idle left hand of Changsun Mu to his mouth, and before Changsun Mu could react, he bit his small mouth.

It was just when Changsun Mu reacted, and that kind of ** and soft feeling permeated the whole body again, but this time Changsun Mu did not have the panic under the first rainy night, and only quietly watched the red blood on the back of his left hand gradually disappear, and moved the tail finger of his left hand, and for a moment, Shen Hongning licked his lips lightly, and he stopped.

The tooth marks on the back of the hand are neat and deep, but they are not hideous.

"I have to say, after melting my flower jade, your blood is remarkable. Shen Hongning glanced at the tooth marks on the back of the eldest grandson Mu's hand and smiled lightly.

"Perhaps. Eldest Sun Mu absentmindedly withdrew his left hand, and the tooth marks were only infused by Hongting's qi for a moment.

The wind is smooth, the lotus fragrance is permeated, but for a time it is a scene of ten thousand sounds, the demon in front of the eyes, the skirt flutters, and the painting is placed. Only sighed lightly, and the eldest grandson Mu looked at the city of Yunnan not far away.

"Wuxiang, Wuxiang, really Wuxiang, just hope, everything is fine. “

Just look at the eyes gradually resolute, the fists gradually grasp slowly, Ye Qingtian, Zhenglan.

The clouds are from ten thousand, like smoke with the wind, and only one person's shadow is burning. The person hanging in the clouds and mist, overlooking the top of Indigo Mountain. But he closed his eyes after only three points.

"Ning Yuanti, Shengguocheng. But I don't know...... Smart as you, do you know if you can connect the next link?" flicked his sleeves lightly, and when the two sides of the clouds dissipated, the figure had already stepped forward, and it was a short time to disappear.

At this moment, on the top of Indigo Mountain, the blades of grass are swaying.

"Scholar Xingbei, this demon should know a little bit about it, is it a rattan basket, two or three books, and three oil umbrellas?" Shen Hongning raised his breath and tapped the rattan flute on the back of Changsun Mu, and smiled lightly when he stepped up.

"It's just a very superficial description, if you really want to express the scholar's preparation, these three or three are far from enough. Behind the eldest grandson Mu Shizhi, Hongning held the vine and stabilized, and the words changed: Hangu Wuxiang can enter in July, and Yeqing to Hangu walks for about two months, although I am a red court, but I am not ready to lift my qi and take a leap of light, what do you want?"

"On foot?"

"It is often said that human scholars travel thousands of miles is better than reading thousands of books, and demon world walkers drink water and think of the source to recover, and their behavior stops, each with its own merits. I would like to see if everything in your human world is rumored to be wonderful in the demon world, and with my vanity of demonic power now, if you are not sincere enough, don't I want to respond to that red face?"

"That's what you say. The eldest grandson Mu glanced at Shen Hongning in front of him seriously, pondered for a few seconds, and then without saying a word, he was heading down the mountain, when there were a few footsteps behind him.

The sound of the flute is endless, a few minutes of early summer, the beginning of the end of the morning, and the sun is just right.