"Sister Yuan, I didn't mean that, I just felt that although the Demon Stone was worshiped as a holy relic by the Demon Lords of the past dynasties, he also knew its danger, so he imprisoned it in the depths of the Demon Palace, which also shows that not every Demon Lord has evil thoughts in his heart, trying to use the power of the Heavenly Demon Stone to achieve his own selfishness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOf course, if you just use it to find people, maybe it will work.

Yuan Fengqing said, "It's okay, you go and try it first, if you need to pay a big price, I will need another method, if it's just an ordinary equivalent transaction, I can accept it." ”

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly saw Ziyan's face change slightly, as if she heard something, but Siye was silent, and Yuan Fengqing didn't hear anything except the sound of the wind, but she quickly thought that Xu is Ziyan had some secret guards hidden nearby, and what important news was passed to him, related to the matter of the Demon Domain, she didn't want to ask much, so she only lowered her head and drank tea, pretending not to see it.

"Sister Yuan, it's late at night, you can rest early, I'll go back to the palace first, I'll arrange the search for someone, just wait for my news here." Zi Yan didn't stay long, and immediately got up to say goodbye, Yuan Fengqing naturally thanked him again, and then watched him jump away from the window, and the black figure instantly merged into the night, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Outside the window, the dense green pine trees are like straight guards, looking dense in the dark, like human figures.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed, which was the most natural scene, but I saw the fire of the Nine Shadows coming out of nowhere, and swooped out of the window.

Yuan Fengqing's eyelids jumped, his eyes raised to look out the window, and asked lightly, "Is it interesting to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?" ”

Just as the fire of the Nine Shades pounced on the tip of the pine tree, the figure of the blood painting suspended in mid-air slowly appeared in the dark, the folding fan in his hand was still swaying, his eyes were smiling, and he stretched out his left palm against the fire of the Nine Shadows, so that it could not enter the body for a moment, appeared in the room, sat down at the table with a familiar face, his eyes swept over the empty teacup in front of him, and he seemed to smile and said, "It's really interesting to listen to people talking, but Benjun just came out to admire the moon, and it happened that you disturbed Yaxing." ”

It was not the first time that he had discovered the thief's nature, Feng Qing, who had raised his eyes slightly, looked at the green cold fire that he fixed on the green pine outside, and sighed, "If you have nothing to do, let it down, Xiao Jiu must treat you as a thief who enters the house and steals." ”

Hearing her scold Huai, the blood painting was not angry, the fingers inadvertently knocked twice on the table, and the Nine Shadows Fire that was fixed in the air could be unsealed, and the angry green villain whimpered and roared at the back of his head, for fear that it would be bullied by the blood painting again, Yuan Fengqing had no choice but to reach out and recall it back to the palm, watching it struggle desperately in the palm of the hand, and helplessly stroked its little head with his right hand and said, "Xiao Jiu, you can be at ease." ”

The Nine Shadows Fire was startled by her "Xiao Jiu", glared at the blood painting, and swooped into Yuan Fengqing's sea of knowledge.

It is rare that it is willing to take the initiative to return, Yuan Fengqing only felt a cold wind crossing the spiritual platform, but it dissolved a lot of uncomfortable yin qi in the demon domain, and his mind was clear.

Raising her head, she looked at the blood painting sitting across from her, and before she could ask him why she was here tonight, she heard him ask unpleasantly, "What?" In the middle of the night, the third watch let Ben Jun sit empty for a long time, and he didn't even have a cup of hot tea, is this your hospitality in Cangyunmen? ”

Regarding the blood painting's claim to be admiring the moon in the courtyard tonight and inadvertently overhearing Ziyan's conversation with himself, Yuan Fengqing naturally didn't believe a word, but listened to his natural request, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, but he didn't want to be too involved with him, reached out and took out an empty teacup from the tray, lifted the teapot and was about to pour tea, but heard him say again, "Aren't you planning to use this cold tea to entertain guests?" ”

The hand hanging in the air couldn't help but freeze, Yuan Fengqing thought that this person was really difficult to serve, so he had to use his left hand to bring out the small iron stove in the tray, take out the Zhang Huo Spirit Talisman from the Qiankun bag and throw it in, and then put the teapot on the shelf, let it burn slowly, and only wait for the tea to boil to meet the requirements of the evil monarch in front of him.

Seeing that she was still well-behaved and submissive, Blood Painting raised her eyebrows with satisfaction, and while shaking her fan leisurely, she asked intentionally or unintentionally, "I can't see that the young master of the demon clan and you are only a few sides of the South China Sea, but you have taken such great pains to hide from the five elders to enter the post house, and you are willing to break into the forbidden land of the Demon Palace for you, and try if the Heavenly Demon Stone can help you find someone, it is really meaningful." Do you know what the magic stone was that day? ”

Hearing him mention this, Yuan Fengqing chose to automatically ignore the topic in front of him and asked the topic directly, "Isn't that the magic stone that day an immortal treasure inherited from ancient times?" ”

"Immortal treasure is naturally not counted, but it is also an ancient curiosity." The blood painting glanced at the tea stove on the table, waved his sleeves lightly, and waved a blue wind through Yuan Fengqing's field of vision, a blue halo floated above the heads of the two, and some hazy scenes slowly appeared from the halo, staring closely, but it was the one suspended in the sky above the central capital, the towering and heavy demon palace, there were many people in front of the palace, it was the demon soldiers who patrolled in front of the palace gate day and night, from the point of view of the number and frequency, the patrol was very strict, but it was not much worse than the defense of the imperial capital of Dachao.

"This is the Demon Palace?" Yuan Fengqing is not surprised, with the ability to draw blood, he can take a full view of the situation of the Demon Palace without anyone finding out, which is not too difficult, so he just asked lightly.

At this time, the tea was already boiling, Yuan Fengqing asked while lifting the teapot, and was about to pour him tea, but he stretched out his hand to stop it, looked up and saw her slightly raised her eyebrows to show a puzzled look, the blood painting chuckled, the jade-like fingers melted, and a jade porcelain bottle appeared in the palm, and the fragrance of tea was hidden in the bottle, floating into Yuan Fengqing's nose, it was a clear fragrance of bamboo leaves, and his spirit was shocked, and he understood what he meant.

This person must not look down on the crude tea in this post house, so he deliberately used the tea he brought, and the degree of pickiness is really speechless.

It seemed that she couldn't see the helplessness in her eyes, the blood painting took out a few tea leaves lightly, and was about to throw them into the cup, his eyes fell on the black porcelain fired teacup and there was a silent frown, his right hand put down the folding fan in his hand, took out a purple jade glass teacup from his arms and put it down, and then sprinkled the few verdant tea leaves into the water, and then looked up at Yuan Fengqing, slightly chin shut, and motioned her to pour tea.

Yuan Fengqing naturally didn't know what words to express his actions, and he couldn't say anything except pouring tea silently.

Someone couldn't feel her speechlessness at all, quite leisurely floated the tea lid, brushed the tea leaves open, put the teacup under his nose, sniffed the tea fragrance, felt very satisfied before taking two sips, looked up at the blue halo, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the scene in the aura began to change angles, like a pair of eyes are hidden somewhere in the magic palace, peeping into every corner of the palace.