Yue Xiao's judgment has always been wrong, not to mention that he has been with Ling Bo for hundreds of years and is very familiar with the aura on her body, since he can feel that Ling Bo is within a thousand miles, Yuan Fengqing of course believes that the person in the carriage is the Demon Lord Chongyun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But after thinking about it, if the Demon Lord Chongyun was really here, why didn't he completely devour Ling Bo's primordial spirit? Once her mind completely disappeared between heaven and earth, even if she had cast a twin spell on Yue Xiao's body, the source had already been broken, and it was impossible for him to sense it again.

So, Demon Lord Chongyun didn't completely devour Ling Bo's primordial spirit, could it be that he didn't plan to occupy her body permanently? Thinking of this, and thinking of the chill that was locked by the divine consciousness before, I couldn't help but feel a little chill in my heart. If Demon Lord Chongyun really didn't plan to occupy Ling Bo's body for a long time, then he naturally still hoped to be able to retrieve his demon fetus, and that demon fetus was being occupied by Yuan Fengqing's Yuan Shen, so would he ignore the agreement with the blood painting that day to regain his own sake?

Yuan Fengqing, who had been thinking about this problem, did not come out after returning to the City Lord's Mansion, and the steward of the mansion had already placed a separate courtyard for him, just near the courtyard of Yuexiao and Blood Painting, which was also planted with peach blossom trees, at this moment the flowers were blooming, and the peach fragrance was fragrant, and she sat alone at the stone table under the tree, and she did not return to her senses for a long time.

Suddenly, she felt a cool breeze blowing behind her, almost instinctively retreating a hundred meters away, looked up at the stone table and frowned at her blood painting, and smiled after being stunned, "Why are you?" I thought I was attacked? ”

The blood painting that had disappeared for a long time still glanced at her with a faint expression, sat down at the table by herself, casually lifted the wine prepared on the table and poured herself a glass, by the way, picked a grape and slowly peeled off the purple skin, stuffed it into her mouth before looking up at Yuan Fengqing, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why are you worried about being attacked?" ”

Although Yuan Fengqing was a little angry that he refused to help before, he finally remembered that his character was like this, although he was not close to people, and he was a little arrogant and conceited, but he had never abandoned her over the years, his heart softened, and he slowly walked over and said, "Because Yue Xiao said that the leader who led the demon army to attack the Central Plains is the demon lord Chongyun." ”

"Oh? How so? The blood painting lowered his eyes slightly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip before asking.

In front of him, Yuan Fengqing naturally didn't need to hide it, so he told all the signs that happened before, but the blood painting who listened to it silently frowned and asked, "You said that Yue Xiao and Ling Bo both have twin spells on their bodies?" As long as you are within a range of thousands of miles, you can feel the exact location of each other? ”

"Not bad." Yuan Fengqing sat down at the table and picked up some fresh fruits at random and ate some of them.

Blood Painting inadvertently waved her sleeves, the purple robe was windy, sweeping a few strands of long hair in front of Yuan Fengqing's forehead, she looked up at the man opposite with picturesque eyebrows, the brilliant peach blossom tree behind her was a little dimmer compared to him, under the scorching flower tree, this peerless man was like a wonderful picture, and completely swept away the anger in her heart, and asked with a smile, "Where did you run away?" ”

"Just walk around," Blood Painting put down the wine glass in his hand, as if he didn't realize that in just a short period of time, Yuan Fengqing had completed the change of mood, and looked up at her inadvertently, not moving.

Being stared at by his long and narrow eyes, Yuan Fengqing changed his posture uncomfortably, and asked with a dry smile, "What's wrong?" I...... Do I have words on my face? ”

"Don't move." The Blood Painting suddenly let out a low cry and reached out its long arm towards her forehead.

Yuan Fengqing couldn't help but stiffen her body, her face turned pale, but her heart was pounding, as if she was about to jump out of her chest at any time.

Seeing that his slender jade-like fingers were getting closer and closer to him, and his breathing was paused, for some reason, Yuan Fengqing had a strange feeling in her heart, it was like a sudden gust of wind blowing on the calm lake, and it was like a stone suddenly falling on the flawless ground of white jade, she looked at the blood painting in front of her with some confusion.

Only separated by a stone table, the blood painting that was close at hand seemed to be different.

When his fingers were about to probe Yuan Fengqing's smooth forehead, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought of something different!

In the past, although Blood Painting looked at people with cold eyes and alienated eyes, he was always gentle and warm to himself, especially after the two of them knew each other's intentions, he was even more tender to himself, and the amber eyes that looked at him were no longer cold and detached.

But although the blood painting in front of him also looked at him, he also reached out and touched him, obviously very ambiguous movements, but his eyes were cold and detached, which made people feel cold.

However, by the time she realized that it was too late, the fingers of the blood painting were originally going to her forehead, but they suddenly moved down and grabbed her neck!

Feeling a shortness of breath, his throat tightened suddenly, Yuan Fengqing was lifted up by his strong and powerful hand, and his body hung in the air, which was extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, a cold breath completely locked her from under the hood, Mo Shuo waved her hand to fight back, her fingers couldn't move, as if her whole body was frozen, and she could only wait for death.

When Yuan Fengqing's body was lifted into the air by him and looked at him condescendingly, she already understood that the person in front of her was not a blood painting, and although she couldn't use her spiritual sense to sense, she could vaguely smell the demonic energy on his body, this person was actually a demon!

After a quick turn in his mind, Yuan Fengqing's heart suddenly cooled.

After a short thought, she had figured it all out.

The person in front of her was not only not a blood painting, but also the demon lord Chongyun who she was still worried about being re-taken away, just because he invaded the city with a divine soul, so the formation in the city couldn't stop him, and the blood painting was also a spirit body, so Yuan Fengqing couldn't detect any abnormalities in a short period of time.

It's no wonder that he confirmed the fact that "Yue Xiao and Ling Bo have a twin spell", he is afraid that being sensed by Yue Xiao will disturb his good deeds! And she didn't have to think about it, this courtyard must have been sealed by him, it was the same whether she called for help or not, unless someone came to look for her, she wouldn't find anything abnormal at all!

As for why the Demon Lord Chongyun appeared in front of her as a blood painting, Yuan Fengqing almost didn't have to think about it, because she knew that this person was here to regain her demon fetus!

Although he controlled Yuan Fengqing in his hand, the "blood painting" in front of him did not do it immediately, he just looked up at her gaze from doubt to understanding, and then to a slight chill, and said with an approving smile on his flawless face, "Yes, you are the smartest woman Benjun has ever seen, and you actually guessed Benjun's identity so quickly." ”