At night, the moon was shining, Xiaoyue Chang'an guest room, Ning Chen stood in front of the window, looking at the starry sky, his eyes as deep as an abyss, without the slightest light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoPlease search for the most complete! The fastest updated novel

Gradually, the Knowing Destiny Lingtai was magnificent, the spirit was ethereal, and the spiritual consciousness soared straight above the starry sky.

In the vast star field, the magic waves are rolling, and the black-clothed phantom is out of the flesh, standing in the starry sky, looking for the traces of the fairy sedan chair.

The star field is vast, and the boundless fog occupies half of the star field, and it is impossible to see clearly, only the vigorous and majestic life stars are so dazzling in the starry sky.

After searching for a long time, there was no trace of the sedan chair, the demonic qi returned, and the spirit was ready to return.

"Demon"

At this moment, in the starry sky, a majestic voice sounded, and the next moment, the colorful brilliance rolled, and a big hand appeared, detaining the fate.

The variable appeared, and the demonic momentum turned, condensing into a black-clothed phantom, and pointed at the condensing sword, shaking the big hand that fell from the starry sky.

There was a violent shock, the glow and demonic energy were stirring, and in the shocking aftermath, the big hand covering the sky fell again.

Knowing his fate, he retreated, and the demonic qi around his body gathered into a black divine blade, and a sword Linghua slashed out.

After a while, the giant palm, the sword light merged, the starry sky rumbled, the aftermath hit, the fate turned into dozens of zhang, and the demonic energy shook violently.

On the other side, the little finger of the big hand that covered the sky was cut off by Qi Gen, and the air flow overflowed.

"Oh?"

A light sigh of appreciation sounded, the colorful glow rose, and the giant palm returned to this state again, and it was slapped with endless pressure, and the power was even more powerful than before.

Knowing the fate, his eyes narrowed, his left hand pointed together, the magic waves rolled, slowly slashed across the sword body, and then the flood undercurrent swept around the body, shocking the world and reaching the peak.

Just as the two moves clashed again, on the life star below, the sound of silk strings came, and the sound waves rippled, hitting the big hand that fell from the sky.

Ning Chen caught a glimpse of the moment, and with a step on his feet, the demonic qi returned, and his divine consciousness returned.

Jin Xi City, Xiaoyue Chang'an Guest Room, Ning Chen's eyes flashed with light, stepping into the realm of immortals, and it is also far beyond the cognition of stepping on the fairyland.

"Dangdang"

Outside the room, there was a knock on the door, and after a few clicks, the door squeaked open, and Yin'er stood pitifully in front of the door, saying, "I can't sleep"

Ning Chen looked at the little girl, his brows furrowed slightly, hasn't this girl always slept well?

After thinking for a while, Ning Chen thought of what the reason was, and said, "Come in first."

Hearing this, Yin'er stepped into the room, closed the door, consciously poured a cup of tea, handed it to the former, and said coquettishly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Not sleepy"

Ning Chen took the tea and said calmly, "Sleep here, I'll be next to you and won't leave."

Yin'er nodded vigorously, climbed onto the bed beside her, closed her eyes, and her little face was tired.

Ning Chen stepped forward and pulled the quilt for the little girl, patting it lightly, so that the little girl could sleep with peace of mind.

He understands that Yin'er can't sleep because he once abandoned her, in this strange place, she only knows him, and if he leaves again, the little girl will be truly unaccompanied.

In her sleep, Yin'er's little hand subconsciously grabbed the corners of the clothes of the people around her, and the tension on her little face eased a little.

Wrong, wrong, Ning Chen was silent, knowing that he had taken the wrong path, but, knowing that it was wrong, he couldn't turn back.

In the room with the word "Ming", the man behind the bead curtain sorted out the flowers and plants in the room, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of curvature, and the strange magic made him interested.

Obviously he is a demon, and his humanity has been lost, but he can still judge what to do with his memory, and he is curious about how long this fragile, emotionless reason can last.

The word love, looking too lightly, hurting others, seeing too seriously, hurting oneself, can make a person who is still three points of reason in the devil into the devil, it can be seen what a painful past this person has experienced.

Outside the room of the "landlord", the shopkeeper saluted respectfully and said.

"How's the profit for this month?

"The profit is 4,900 taels, however, the landlord gave away a pot of top daughter red today, worth 1,000 taels of silver, there are only three days left in this month, and it is difficult to earn another 1,100 taels," the shopkeeper said with a sad face.

"I have set a goal, but I can't change it, you can figure it out yourself," the man said calmly.

"Landlord, this is really impossible," the shopkeeper was puzzled.

"Is this something I should worry about? no matter what method you use, as long as I end up with the final result, if I don't achieve my goal in the end, the money will be deducted from your salary," the man said lightly.

"Ugh"

The shopkeeper's tone was stagnant, and he said helplessly, "The landlord is really kind-hearted and sympathetic to his subordinates."

"Stand down"

The man didn't care, and said calmly.

The shopkeeper saluted again and turned away.

Outside Xiaoyue Chang'an, the night gradually brightened, and in the Tianzi guest room, Ning Chen sat on the edge of the bed all night, guarding the sleeping little girl, quietly thinking about some things.

At dawn, Yin'er woke up, opened her big eyes, saw the figure sitting on the edge of the bed, and smiled sweetly.

"Get up and freshen up, and go down to eat something later" Ning Chen got up and said.

"Hmm"

Yin'er sat up, rubbed her big eyes, stepped out of bed, and began to prepare for herself.

The little girl's grooming is always very troublesome, and Ning Chen doesn't know anything about it and can't help, so he stands aside quietly and watches without saying a word.

Half an hour later, the two went downstairs, Yin'er tugged at the former's sleeve, and looked at the entire restaurant curiously with a pair of big eyes.

In the early morning of Xiaoyue Chang'an, there are relatively few guests, and on the high platform, only the woman in the veil is playing the piano, and the melodious sound of the piano echoes in the hall.

Yin'er ordered a table of food and ate happily.

Ning Chen still sat quietly on the side, drinking tea and waiting.

"You eat"

Yin'er added a mouthful of small green vegetables, handed it to the former, and said coquettishly.

"I'm not hungry, you eat"

Ning Chen replied calmly and said.

"Oh"

Yin'er put the vegetables into her mouth, smiled coquettishly, and immediately buried her head and continued to eat.

"Hongluan, go and toast the two guests, today, let's choose Wuxin Epiphany"

In the Mingzi room, a man's voice came out, saying.

"Yes"

On the high platform, the masked woman who was stroking the qin stopped, answered, and immediately got up and went to the wine rack on the side to take down a pot of wine, and walked towards the two of them.

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper's face that had been smiling froze suddenly, his heart was like a thousand knives cutting, unintentional dreams, three thousand taels of silver, the landlord's opening does not matter, Xiaoyue Chang'an's profit for a month is gone, it seems that his salary really can't be saved.

"Childe, the slave family toasts you"

Hongluan poured a glass of wine, brought it to the young man in black in front of him, and said softly.

Ning Chen took the wine, drank it all, and put the wine glass on the table.

"Little sister, sister toasts you"

Hongluan poured another cup, brought it to the little girl who was immersed in eating, and said gently.

Yin'er raised her head and grinned, and as soon as her little hand was stretched out, she was beaten.

"She's too young to drink, I'll drink this cup for her"

Ning Chen took the wine glass, said lightly, and immediately drank it all again.

On the second floor, in the Mingzi guest room, a flat smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he didn't say anything more.

In the lobby on the first floor, Hongluan toasted people, so that the few guests in the hall frequently looked sideways, for so many years, Hongluan girl has never toasted people, even the royal relatives are the same, what is the identity of this young man in black?

Ning Chen doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, and Yin'er's heart is not ordinarily big, burying his head in eating his own, whoever likes to watch it.

On the side, Hongluan subconsciously moved half a step to the little girl's side, only then did she not feel it, and after she really got close to this young man in black, she could find that the cold chill on the latter's body made people feel cold.

"Sister, I'll just pour the wine, you can go back" Yin'er saw the former's unnatural appearance, smiled, and said.

Hongluan's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment, although he didn't want to stay here, he didn't dare to disobey the landlord's order.

"Come back"

At this moment, the voice of the man on the second floor came out, saying.

"Yes"

Hongluan saluted respectfully and walked away.

"This sister must be beautiful"

Looking at the former's delicate back, Yin'er said enviously.

"It's not as good as you," Ning Chen said calmly.

When Yin'er heard this, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she said happily, "I really know how to speak"

On the second floor, in an elegant room, Hongluan sat in front of the realm, took off his veil, and on his white skin like jade, a sword mark several inches long was shocking, destroying his perfect face, and it even looked a little scary.

"Hongluan, is appearance really that important?" a flat voice asked.

"A woman's face is more important than her life," Hong Luan said sadly.

"It's a pity that I went a little late," said with a hint of regret in his flat voice.

"The landlord's life-saving grace, Hongluan has nothing to repay, as for the appearance"

A sad color flashed in Hongluan's eyes, and he said, "This may be Hongluan's fate."

"Actually, it's not impossible"

The voice from the room next to him turned around and said, "The reason why the scar on your face cannot heal is because the pure sword intent on the wound is difficult to dispel, I don't dare to force it, otherwise it is likely to cause your injury to continue to deteriorate, but if there is a stronger swordsman, I am sure that you will be able to restore your appearance."

Hongluan's eyes trembled when he heard this, however, after a while, the brilliance in his eyes dimmed again, and said, "With the ability of the landlord, there is nothing to do, who in the world can do this"

"Perhaps, the young man in black you just toasted can do it"

On the second floor, in the Mingzi guest room, the man who was pruning the flowers and plants spoke again, and said, "On martial arts, I am not afraid of anyone, but, on swords, I am not as good as him."

Speaking of this, the man looked downstairs and said lightly, "It's just that if you want him to help you, this possibility is really slim."

Demons, after all, ruthless, the current reason, is just a reflection of memory, this mirror, may be given up at any time, all beings in the world, long-cherished wishes, pray to God, ask for Buddha, and how has anyone ever heard, ask for demons!

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