Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu.

Five Feet Lane.

An Ning was practicing her knife when there was a sudden knock on the door.

An Ning glanced at Fang Ruo, ran over, and opened the door.

A young man in a short shirt stood outside the door, holding a wooden box in both hands.

An Ning asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you. The little servant replied, handing over the wooden box with both hands.

"This is my son-in-law's gift to the girl. ”

An Ning tilted his head: "Who is your son-in-law?"

As he spoke, he glanced back at Fang Ruo in the courtyard: "You sent the wrong person, right?" I don't know your son-in-law. ”

"Of course, you can't make a mistake. Childe said, if there is fate, we will naturally meet in the future. After speaking, he stuffed the wooden box into An Ning's hand and left quickly.

An Ning walked into the courtyard suspiciously.

"Master?"

Fang Ruo closed his eyes and said, "Just open it and take a look." ”

"Oh. ”

An Ning opened the box, and there was a beautiful jade pendant inside, and the jade pendant was engraved with a nine characters.

An Ning's face immediately changed, she was unhappy, and she picked up the box and was about to throw it out.

"Stay. Fang Ruo glanced at An Ning's small movements.

An Ning froze and did not move.

Aggrieved: "I don't want to go." ”

Fang Ruo didn't speak, looking at her calmly.

After a moment of stiffness, An Ning gave in and obediently carried the box into the house.

Only Fang Ruo was left in the courtyard frowning and pondering.

Nine Mirrors is very strict in selecting disciples, whether it is talent, appearance, or character, it must be the best choice.

However, women all over the world want to enter the Nine Mirrors, and there is an endless stream of people rushing to the Holy Land of the Nine Mirrors every day. In desperation, a primary election system could only be introduced.

Every few years, the Nine Mirrors will send people to various cities to conduct a primary election, and the selected person will issue her a token, that is, the "Nine Mirrors Order", and only those who hold the "Nine Mirrors Order" will be eligible to participate in the assessment and become a Nine Mirrors disciple.

The number of places is very limited, so each piece is worth thousands of gold, and even thousands of gold are hard to find.

Fang Ruo knew that the origin of this token was unknown, but it was difficult for him to get another token now, so it was better to stay, it was useless to think about it.

On the other side, the Nine Princes.

The moaning in the room had stopped, and the ninth prince looked calm.

Looking at the woman on the bed, "Can you feel my pain?"

The original graceful young woman has now turned into an old woman with white hair and a wrinkled face, and she is so weak that she can't speak, so she can only make a hoarse sound of "ho-ho" from her throat weakly.

Jiu Gongzi turned around and put on his clothes: "You can't understand. Do you know how uncomfortable it feels every time a beautiful woman like you grows old under me? You don't understand. ”

"Life is so great and so cruel. Can you feel it? No, you can't feel it. You are so dirty, stupid, ugly. I can't imagine that I was lying on top of you last second, it's so disgusting, disgusting. The Ninth Prince spoke crazy remarks, and the calm on his face was replaced by fanaticism.

"Can you feel it? That beauty, that passing vitality, that is a river, a river that flows endlessly, that is an abyss, a bottomless abyss, that is time! That is the great law of time! That is the mystery of life! That is God exercising his right to take away everything! That is my way! Do you see it?" A trace of scarlet flashed on Jiu Gongzi's face, and the inexplicable pleasure made his blood boil.

He turned, excitedly trying to show his emotions to the woman on the bed.

However, when he looked back, all he saw was an ugly old woman.

The Ninth Prince sighed, and his originally excited mood was now dull.

"You're so ugly. The way you look now makes me not have the slightest desire to express it. ”

After saying that, he left the attic briskly, without looking back.

After a few steps, I returned to my usual calm.

"Throw her out. A faint voice came.

The woman on the bed closed her eyes in agony, her muddy tears soaking the pillow with wrinkles.