"Are you tired?" The leading maidservant Meng Jiang went and returned, and walked in front of Yan Jiu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No," Yan Jiu replied to the maidservant, "It's just that I see that this seven-hole jade bridge is very exquisite, I don't know if there is a title?" ”

When the maid heard this, she covered her lips and smiled, "The guest is really funny, and it is the first time that the maid has heard someone say that the jade bridge is exquisite." However, this jade bridge has no name, only the maidservants call it "Xiao Naihe" in private. ”

Day and night on the side smiled, "Xiao Nai? Is there still a big way to do it? ”

"This maid can't tell the guest about you, and when you see my master, everything will naturally understand." The maidservant Meng Jiang said, got out of the way, and motioned for everyone to go up to the bridge.

This time, Yan Jiu was the first to step on the seven-hole jade bridge, if it was what he guessed, then who should be the "master" in the mouth of this skull?

waited until Yan Jiu walked to the center of the bridge, only to find that at the end of the seven-hole jade bridge, there was actually a small octagonal pavilion connected.

On the pavilion hung a light veil that fell to the ground, and when it was lifted by the wind, it caressed the delicately carved and expressive pillars, and in the octagonal pavilion, behind the veil covered, there was a figure sitting faintly behind, not distinguishing between men and women.

After the crowd was led over the little Naihe, three of the maidservants said in unison to the pavilion: "Master, the three maidservants have brought the guests." ”

After the maid finished speaking, she didn't wait for the people in the pavilion to answer, but only bent down to give a blessing to Yan Jiu and his party, and retreated along the road with a graceful posture.

Yan Jiu was actually a little hesitant, she didn't know whether she should go to this octagonal pavilion to find out, but Yan Jiu also knew in her heart that no one had given her a second choice from beginning to end.

Yan Jiu looked at the day and night with an encouraging face, "Little Eight, now is the time to show your loyalty to the Lord. ”

"Master, don't be afraid, where am I," day and night patted his chest and took the first step, but before he could take two steps away, he suddenly retracted behind Yan Jiu, only revealing a head on his shoulder.

"Master, in fact, I'm also very afraid, so it's better for you to protect me." Such a big one hiding behind Yan Jiu day and night looked indescribably funny.

And in fact, the "night" with the two souls of day and night is indeed laughing at this "day" in his heart, "You look so shameful, it's almost insulting to the name of the demon lord." ”

Daylight didn't care much, "You don't have to ridicule me, haven't you forgotten the scene we encountered when we entered this Immortal Emperor's tomb last time?" Since Yan Jiu can come here, what does this mean is that Yan Jiu may be "that person". ”

The night was silent for a moment, "But what if it is?" ”

"Then die with her......"

The fate on the side, but at this time, he spoke, "It's better for the little monk to go and take a look, anyway, the little monk hasn't died yet......"

Yan Jiu pinched his eyebrows with a headache, but he stepped forward and reached out to lift the hanging veil, really, the two big men were rubbing like old ladies with small feet.

But then, Yan Jiu maintained the posture of lifting the veil and stood still.

Seeing that Yan Jiu was different day and night, he walked a few steps in a row and walked to Yan Jiu's side, "What's wrong?" Day and night asked.

Yan Jiu looked at the figure sitting in the pavilion with a shocked face, "Qingyan, why are you here?" ”

The figure sitting upright with his back to everyone didn't even move, just holding a small octagonal fan in his hand at random, and fanning a small red clay stove for a while.

There was a red charcoal fire that was flickering on and off by this fan, and a rich aroma came out of the purple clay pot sitting on the stove.

Judging from the three or two wisps of hot air coming out of the spout, the pot of tea was obviously not boiled, but, despite this, the rich aroma was already filled with this small pavilion, which made people forget their worries.

Yan Jiu didn't know if this person was Qing Yan, judging from the back alone, the two were very similar, but Qing Yan wouldn't treat himself like this, or was this person just similar to Qing Yan?

She lowered the open veil, but walked into the pavilion.

This pavilion is not big, but it is not as small as it seems, in addition to the stove for cooking tea, in addition to the case, there are also three short cases placed in the shape of "Pin", which is obviously set up for a group of three people.

The three of them entered and sat down in turn, Yan Jiu was in front, Liyuan was on the left, but the short case on the other side was empty, because they were squeezed together with Yan Jiu day and night.

For this spiritual pet who is "strong on the outside and strong in the middle", Yan Jiu said that he has nothing to say, it is true, one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds.

In the small pavilion, on one side is the owner who is seriously cooking tea, but the atmosphere on the other side is surprisingly quiet, the three of them are not people who talk much, not to mention that this is not a good time to drink tea and chat.

It was not until the water on the stove boiled that this silence was broken.

The figure that had been facing away from the three of them finally turned around, and it was only at this time that Yan Jiu could see the person's appearance, or the mask on the person's face.

Yan Jiu was no stranger to that mask, because she had also worn it, the simple gold mask was smooth and unmarked, and only a luxurious Manzhu Sawa was inlaid on the forehead.

Wang Yuan once said that the golden mask was left behind by the immortal who founded the Yunxian Realm, and he said that the immortal was the owner of the Immortal Emperor's tomb, does this mean that the person in front of him is very likely to be the Immortal Emperor?

And the pupils of day and night suddenly shrank when they saw everything clearly, it was him!

Although it has been a long time since everything that happened, everything that happened at that time is still vivid, as if it were yesterday.

Although he was the only one who had entered the Immortal Emperor's Tomb, he did not get the treasure that could rule the realm in the Immortal Emperor's Tomb as everyone thought.

On the contrary, when he entered the Immortal Emperor's Tomb, he met such a strong man with a golden mask on his face, yes, a strong man, although he was also a strong man at that time.

Thinking of this, Day and Night couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but when facing him, the demon lord was just an ant that was shot down with a wave of his hand.

"I'm not waiting for you, next time, you can come in with your master......" the man said, but turned away.

Just for this sentence, there have been many "masters" day and night, but they have never entered the tomb of the Immortal Emperor again, except for this time......

Looking at Yan Jiu on the side day and night, could it be her?

The monk, dressed in a plain white robe, stretched out a pair of porcelain-white fingers from his sleeves, held the handle of the purple clay pot steadily, and poured a few cups shallowly in the teacup on the desk.

"Long time no see, Deva," the monk pushed one of the cups in the direction of Yuan, the delicate teacup the size of a thumb, but it landed lightly on the short case in front of Yuan.

Rakuen raised his eyes and looked at the masked monk, and folded his hands together in a Buddhist salute.

"Long time no see, Youtian Immortal Emperor ......" (to be continued.) )