However, since they want to invite him over, he can't avoid it, is it related to Rong Qingyi? If it is related to Rong Qingyi, even if there is something, he will also want to go over, "Okay, please lead the way." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled kindly, "Xiaodao drove the carriage over, please get on the carriage." ”

Neither of them noticed that at a street corner not far from the two of them stood a passer-by with a flat expression, who seemed to pass by, and seemed to have stopped to rest for a while, looking ordinary, dressed very ordinary, but just an ordinary person, or just a trafficker running for a living.

But his eyes quietly followed the carriage driven by the old Taoist, and after the carriage left, he quietly followed behind the carriage, although it was on foot, but it was always not far from the carriage, but no one noticed the old Taoist priest and Quan Huan.

The carriage entered the Yuntian Taoist Temple, and the old Taoist priest asked Quan Huan to get out of the carriage with a smile on his face, "Quan Gongzi, please come with Xiaodao, Yuntian Daoist is waiting for your presence in the room." ”

As the voice of the old Taoist priest came to Quan Huan's ears at the same time, it was the sound of the heavy gate of the Yuntian Taoist Temple squeaking and closing, and the courtyard immediately quieted down, as if isolated from the world.

Quan Huan's heart sank slightly, but he still followed the old Taoist priest with a calm expression and walked to the room of the head of the Yuntian Daoist, no matter what happened, it was already like this, all he had to do was to take one step at a time, and now it was very good, otherwise, he was still a singer on stage, and he couldn't get rid of the ninth-rate identity in this life, and now, even if he had an accident, he was also a scholar. Besides, if something happens, what he can do for Rong Qingyi is also satisfied and happy, and it is worth it.

The door opened, and Quan Huan felt that there was a strange yin qi in the air that he couldn't say, like damp moss, not dirty, but a little cold, which made him shiver inexplicably.

"Yuntian Dao Chief, Quan Gongzi is here. The old Taoist priest said very respectfully.

This respectful tone also made Quan Huan stunned, he had heard the conversation between the old Taoist priest and the Yuntian Daoist before, the old Taoist priest was indeed very respectful to the Yuntian Daoist, but there was not too much fear, but now, when the old Taoist priest spoke, his tone was slightly trembling, trying to hide it, but it made his voice even more stiff.

"Let's go down, Quan Gongzi, come, please take a seat. Yuntian Dao Chief said politely.

The old Taoist priest immediately retreated, Quan Huan had some illusions, he felt that he seemed to hear the old Taoist priest sigh with relief, and then, while Quan Huan was still in a trance, the old Taoist priest had disappeared, and the door was gently closed behind him.

"Quan Gongzi looks nervous. At this time, the voice sounded again, but it was not the voice of the Yuntian Daoist, it was a strange, mocking and indifferent voice, and the voice revealed the dislike for him, even disgust and murderous intent.

Quan Huan followed the source of the voice, and it was easy to see the owner of the voice, a man in gray clothes, with a black veil covering his face, and his face could not be seen at all, but the cold and unhappy gaze fell directly on Quan Huan's body through the black veil, he was looking at himself, and Quan Huan clearly felt that he didn't like himself in that gaze, this person, he didn't know.

"Kneel. The voice of the head of the cloud sky sounded again, this time, there was no room for negotiation, only a simple word, and at this time, Quan Huan found out that the head of the cloud sky was also kneeling on the ground, and the person who knelt was this man with a black veil on his face.

Jeon Hwan knelt on the ground completely uncontrollably, although he didn't understand why he was kneeling.

Suddenly, Quan Huan felt a cold breath on his face, and then, he felt some pain on his cheeks, and it seemed that some blood was flowing out, he lowered his head and saw some blood dripping on the back of his hand, and then, drop by drop, the pain on his cheeks became more and more real.

"If a man has a woman's face, it's not a good thing. The man in gray seemed to be a gust of wind, floating in front of Quan Huan again, just now, he suddenly appeared in front of Quan Huan, scratching Quan Huan's cheek with his long nails, Quan Huan's originally white and smooth cheeks had a deep scratch, and even some skin and flesh turned out.

Quan Huan knows that he is more delicate than other boys, and his eyebrows and eyes are also exquisite. He never thought that his face would be ruined, but at this time, his fear outweighed his pain, this person, even if it was Yuntian Dao Chief, was also kneeling, was it the same person in the mouth of Yuntian Dao Elder and Meng Longhui before?!

"You go out. Jiang Shiwei pointed to the head of the Yuntian Dao, "I'll have a few words with this Quan Gongzi." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Daoist Yuntian immediately retreated from the room, and at that moment, Jiang Shiwei cut through Quan Huan's face, and Daoist Yuntian immediately understood that there must be something in this, he is not an eventful person, he still has to digest it now, why did Jiang Shiwei suddenly mention Rong Qingyi and Zhao Jiangxuan.

The old Taoist priest was guarding the door from afar, the sun was still bright at this time, and the old Taoist priest had sweat oozing from his forehead, and his face was a little gray.

"It's time for you to lose weight. Yuntian Dao Chang didn't understand why he said such a sentence, and after finishing speaking, he let out a long sigh, "Okay, the master didn't say what to do with you, he is not happy today, it must be related to this young man named Quan Huan, go and inquire about the origin of this person called Quan Huan, and also, to find out if there is any change in Rong Qingyi during this time, and what is the situation of the little master." ”

"Yes. The old Taoist priest immediately got forgiveness and left in a hurry.

Yun Tiandao tilted his ears, as if he wanted to hear clearly what was happening in the room he had just left, but the sense of awe still made him give up this plan, just hesitated a little, and then avoided it far away, looking at the various trees in the courtyard at this time, including the plum blossoms sent by Rong Fu, the plum blossoms at this time only have leaves and no flowers.

"Your name is Jeon Hwan. Jiang Shiwei asked slowly.

Quan Huan didn't dare to touch the scars on his face, judging from the dripping blood, as well as the pain of Cheng Dù, he would definitely leave a scar on his face, and that would definitely affect the pleasure of his face.

He likes to see Rong Qingyi's smile when he sees him, he has always felt that he has a face that people admire and admire, which is a gift from God, and more importantly, this face can make Rong Qingyi not disgust him, but now, he is injured, even if it is good conditioning and treatment, there will be some traces, will Rong Qingyi like to see him as before?

"Slap!", the slap fell on his face, deliberately hitting the wound, the pain made Quan Huan's body tighten, trembling several times, and staring blankly at the man covered in black veil.

Jiang Shiwei unhurriedly took off the black veil on his face, and a face with an exaggerated expression suddenly appeared in front of Quan Huan, and Quan Huan felt a transcated "Ah!" word jump out of his throat, and the voice startled him.

Sighing, Jiang Shiwei said indifferently: "Another worldly unbearable person, just a person like you, how can you be worthy of a beautiful and lovely woman like her, I don't know what a bastard thing is, but I even have so-called thoughts." Quan Huan, your face is indeed a demon, but it's a pity that your mind is misplaced and annoyed this king!"

This king, this title made Quan Huan stunned in the local area, there are few people who can afford this title in the capital, he has seen the prince Jian of King Jian's mansion from afar, and there is Jian Ye there, and his face is also handsome and outstanding, otherwise, how could the niece of the queen mother take a fancy to him.

Therefore, the person in front of him is definitely not Prince Jian, nor is it a few princes he occasionally sees on the street, those princes sometimes go to restaurants, and he has seen several princes when he first started singing, but this person in front of him is not them, this is a prince he doesn't know.

"This king is an unlucky person, if you meet this king, this day will no longer be as moisturized as before, Quan Huan, do you want to live or die?" Jiang Shiwei looked at Quan Huan.

There was a dazzling scar on the originally white face, and there was blood, and the area around the wound had begun to bruise, and this face was afraid that there would be no way to return to its previous appearance.

"I want to live. Quan Huan replied calmly.

"Well, since you want to live, you have to listen to the arrangement of this king. Jiang Shiwei nodded, "It's not too stupid." ”

Quan Huan knelt on the ground, his headache was terrible, the slap just now was very hard, at this time, his ears were still buzzing, as if a swarm of flies were singing in his ears, and he couldn't get rid of it.

A torrential rain, very rapid, and very heavy, and there seemed to be nothing but rain between heaven and earth.

The three fast horses galloped in the rain, splashing high muddy water, although they were wearing robes, the clothes of the three men were already soaked, the rain was too heavy, the mountain roads were slippery, the guards were somewhat lazy, at this time, no one would run to the farm.

What's more, the guards each have their own masters, Rong Qingyi is what they are all protecting, and Rong Qingyi herself has no enemies, no one would think of killing her, it's just that their respective masters want them to take a good look at Rong Qingyi, don't take advantage of other masters.

Therefore, the three horses entered the farm without any hindrance, without making any stops, and went directly to the outside of Rong Qingyi's room in the wind and rain that could not see the scenery clearly, and the horses' hooves were raised high, and then neighed, and there was an inexplicable urgency and anxiety in the wind and rain.

The rain is too much, Rong Qingyi is sitting in her room, she is already a little annoyed lying on the bed, although Qin and Lianxiang will talk with her, there are books to read, and occasionally do female celebrity, the time is very easy to pass, but it still makes her a little uncomfortable, she used to play outside every day, up and down the mountain, at this time lying motionless on the bed, it is really hard.