When Tang Yue and Wei Yan were transported back to the inn by Meng Shu, they also noticed that there was a feeling of chaos in the courtyard. Two small saplings fell to the ground, and Zhu Chi diligently cleaned them up. When he saw Meng Shu coming back, his face was still stained with blood. Two or three steps walked over and hurriedly asked, "Why are you injured?" ”

"Nope. "She has Wei Yan's black blood on her.

Zhu Chi took a serious look, and the little shadow queen who had been caught by Zhang Tooth Dance had already given birth to feathers on her body, and more than a dozen of them had fallen along the way. The wound was covered with thick venom, and Tang Yue also limped behind.

Meng Shu glanced at him: "It's all cleaned up?"

"Almost, almost. You're looking like I'm in debt again, and I didn't break it. Zhu Chi complained twice.

In the afternoon, a mysterious man came to the inn - Xiao Youji. He came to see if he was dead, but he saw his old acquaintance Meng Shu and his living self. I wanted to ask for an understanding, but I didn't want the thunder to roll in the afternoon, and a girl wearing a demon feather that could only be born after a thousand years of cultivation walked slowly.

Zhu Chi and Meng Shu hurriedly hid in the house under the guidance of Xiao Youji and kept an eye on the monitor. As soon as the girl stepped into the house, she felt a sense of arrogance. It's like a spoiled lady who wants to take other people's lives at any time to express her anger. Immediately, there was a storm and lightning in the courtyard.

The girl looked around, and when she saw Xiao Youji, she came up. The voice was sweet and asked Xiao Youji: "How is it?" I've been waiting for you for a long time. As he spoke, he put his arm on his wrist. And he smiled uncharacteristically, and the fake tenderness on his face made Zhu Chishi twist.

Xiao Youji shook the girl's hand, "Let's go." ”

Suddenly, the girl looked at the camera and looked at Meng Shu on the other end of the camera. For a moment, it seemed to burst out with strange sparks. Immediately afterward, the girl ignored the shouts of others: "She's here!"

Xiao Youji asked puzzledly, "Who?"

The girl's resentment and anger were like the downpour of August, and she tried to smash a hole in the inn, "Am I not as good as her!

"Don't make a fuss, she's dead. ”

Meng Shu stared at the screen, he could understand every word they said, but he didn't know what it meant to be connected. The girl was in a hurry, the courtyard swayed, the lanterns crackled and fell to the ground, the saplings were broken by the hurricane, and they were instantly embarrassed by the wind. Seeing the girl's strange behavior, Aunt Mei stepped forward and asked, "This girl, what do you need help with?"

The girl glanced at Aunt Mei, who had the smell of Meng Shu on her body. Maybe she was wrong, after all, the demon has a sour smell on his body! She asked coldly, "Are you the owner of this store?"

Aunt May replied, "Yes." ”

Xiao Youji pulled the girl, "Let's go, have you eaten the ice fruit lotus sauce bun I prepared for you before leaving?" and got angry again...... There was no cold feeling in his words, but Meng Shu had done so much marriage business, but he knew that he had no feelings for the girl in front of him at all.

Xiao Youji looked back at the surveillance, and Meng Shu seemed to be reluctant.

The rain washed away the faint demonic qi in the distance, and Meng Shu was sensitive and sensed Wei Yan's danger. She gave two orders to Zhu Chi, and then pulled Aunt Mei and rushed out. Zhu Chi didn't expect that in just five minutes, she brought the two of them back.

Blood was dripping and dripping in the humid air.

"Will she ......?" Tang Yue took Wei Yan's cold hand.

All her demonic power was in her body, roaring like a steam train, and her heart trembled violently and ached. The "mirror flower guide" in the corner slowly ignited, and the green smoke curled and spread into the skin.

Suddenly, I had a splitting headache.

Tang Yue's forehead was bruised, and the colorless and tasteless mirror flower attracted him to fall into anxiety. Golden demonic power glistened through the skin, and fingers pressed against the temples. His head exploded, and he moaned like a giant beast. Demonic power was pushed out from her fingertips, flowing into Wei Yan's body like a galaxy.

Tang Yue endured the pain and stayed by Wei Yan's side, wiping the cold sweat for her and carefully cleaning the wound. Aunt May smeared a heavy ointment all over her body. The pale green, fragrant gelatinous substance absorbed the filth from her wound, applied a layer, and then removed it. Apply another layer and erase again.

went back and forth three times, and finally she was clean and her expression was relaxed.

"How's it going?" Tang Yue asked softly, but suddenly a mouthful of sweetness came up. His eyes were dark, but countless Wei Yan's figures flashed. Crying, laughing, running, singing...... The English song "Moon by the River" sounded in my ears. ”

"Boom-" He collapsed beside Wei Yan.

Tang Yue had a dream.

The wine is strong in drunkenness, and the flowers and moon fall.

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I'm Guan Shanyue.

Wei Yan is my wife.

We met at a birthday party. I sat in the corner, watching the figures come and go, grabbed a glass of red wine, swayed, and looked at the dance floor by the light. She is a singer invited by the host of this banquet, with a tactful voice and a graceful posture. The skin is as white as milk, and the purple flannel cheongsam is hung with milky white pearls. White lace gloves, holding the microphone, singing into the piano music. I've never heard such an elegant voice.

She smiled and saw me sitting in the dark.

They walked up to me with a faint fragrance. Her gentle gaze, dotted with stars, actually gave me the illusion of seduction. At that time, I thought, just a singer. Which is not so coquettish?

Her name is Wei Yan, she said.

The sound was small, like a breeze blowing through a bell.

I looked up at her, and I thought I must have drunk too much to hallucinate like this. I think she is pure and soft, like a lark who doesn't know anything about the world.

I asked her, "Which swallow character?"

"The swallow of the finches. ”

A swallow comes from the sea, and a swallow rests.

A good name indeed. Later, I learned that she just seemed weak, but she was full of strength and obsession. Indulging in her smile was the happiest thing I've ever had in those years. She is like a swallow flying across the mountains and seas.

When she saw me sitting, she asked again, "Why, won't the gentleman?"

I laughed.

At that time, I was bothered by things that were anti-Russian. Relatives in the family were assassinated, and there was chaos under the calm of the three northeastern provinces. I was reluctant to leave Shenyang, but my father had asked me to go out to avoid the limelight. I just studied for a year from the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School, but I couldn't serve the country, and I was depressed, as if I had been empowered by an urn bell.

But Wei Yan stood there, but I couldn't help but feel very cute.

I stood up, and she was just a little one of my shoulders. With a gentle hug around my waist, I hugged softly and approached my arms.