Yan Qing was overjoyed in her heart, she had been struggling for many days, and she could finally go out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You go to the cave where I retreat, and there is a secret compartment under the futon, and in the secret compartment is my storage ring, and you will drip your essence blood on it. You are of the same bloodline as me, and you can control the time of the ring's breath, and within this breath you need to get a treasure in the storage ring......"

In the empty cave, there was a slight stir in the gap near the wall.

After a while, a small hairy head with soil particles on top was revealed, Yan Jiu opened a pair of round mouse eyes, and secretly looked at this cave, and the small ears on his head were alertly erected.

Although this cave mansion does not look very eye-catching, Yan Qing said that this cave mansion contains many invisible magic circles that kill people, and the slightest mistake is a catastrophe.

Yan Jiu muttered her cheeks and recited the magic circle mantra that Yan Qing had taught her.

This kind of mantra that can temporarily open the magic circle, so you can only let yourself stay in it for a while, and if you can't leave the magic circle after a while, you will be ground into a pulp by the cave protection circle, and your soul will be scattered.

After reciting the mantra, Yan Jiu still felt a little worried about Yan Qing's old fox, who knows if he would secretly keep some.

Yan Jiu hugged his big tail, soothed it, and finally plucked off a "rat hair" on his tail in pain, put it in the palm of his hand and carefully blew it into the hole.

The rat hair, more than a meter away from him, fell gently. Yan Jiu jumped over, picked up the rat hair, and then blew it forward......

The sky is gradually about to dawn, and Yan Jiu wants to find Yan Qing's storage ring before dawn.

The rat hair finally landed on the only futon in the cave.

This futon looks gray and unremarkable, except for the delicate pattern woven with grass on it, there is nothing else extraordinary.

Although in Yan Jiu's eyes, this is a relatively good-looking "handicraft", which is no different from the local souvenirs bought by the majority of travel enthusiasts, but after all, this is the Central Continent.

Ordinary flowers can be Dao lotus, let alone others.

However, seeing that the rat hair fell unharmed, Yan Jiu also let go of the heart that had been hanging.

Very good, the rat hair has not been broken, broken, or disappeared, and this futon is temporarily safe.

Yan Jiu carefully removed the futon, there was indeed a small stone slab under the futon, Yan Jiu couldn't help but touch his chin, if nothing else, this should be the storage ring that Yan Qing wanted to find by himself.

Yan Jiu took out a short sword, and his furry mouse claws were holding a short sword that was taller than himself, looking a little ridiculous. But Yan Jiu was extremely careful to pry the stone slab. His legs are ready to go, and when he sees that the situation is not good, he is ready to jump away at any time.

The small stone slab was pried open by the blade of the sword, and a deep emerald color was faintly revealed......

Yan Jiu picked up the jade ring and put it in front of him to look at it carefully, the color was thick and green and transparent, and it looked very good at first glance, no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary jade ring.

"This Yan Qing won't lie to me, right?" Yan Jiuhu looked at the ring suspiciously.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out if you try it."

Immediately, Yan Jiu thief laughed, "Yan Qing, Yan Qing, you said that you want to give me your life treasure, don't regret it." ”

Yan Jiu used his spiritual power to force out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, and as soon as this essence blood came out, Yan Jiu's body shook a little.

Yan Jiu looked at the ring and said, "I'm so desperate, don't let me down." ”

The trembling essence blood dripped down on the jade ring, and landed right in the center of the most intense color. The emerald ring flashed a few times, and eventually a black dot the size of a sesame seed appeared on it.

This is the moment!

Even if it is a direct bloodline, it can only last for a breath.

How long is a breath! It's just a moment between inhaling and exhaling, and Yan Jiu wants to find a treasure in Yan Qing's life's treasure in such a short period of time, which is really tantamount to a big wave and looking for a needle in a haystack.

But who is Yan Jiu, she is a "divine beast"!!

Yan Jiu approached the jade ring and sucked hard at the black dots! The magic weapon in Yan Qing's storage ring was wiped out by Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu casually threw the ring into his mouth, this was what Yan Qing promised him, and he just collected it in advance.

Seeing that the time for the mantra to maintain the array has passed for most of the time, it is better for him to leave quickly.

Yan Jiu turned around and jumped off the futon, and after hesitating for a moment, she took the handicraft futon into her mouth and used it as a souvenir of the "Cave Mansion Day Trip".

Yan Jiu looked around at the empty cave mansion, and then left satisfied.

The candles on the candlesticks were not extinguished, and the lights shone brightly on the hourglass on the table. In the "gourd-shaped" translucent hourglass, golden sand slowly falls.

"It's already the middle of the night," Yan Shiyi, who woke up from his meditation, let out a sigh.

"I wonder when my sister will come back?" Yan Shiyi looked out the window and muttered, "It always disappears without a trace as soon as it gets dark, and I am not allowed to look for it." ”

Yan Shiyi looked around the room where he was staying, the bronze lotus incense burner was burning with a calm incense piece, like a beautiful candlestick dancing with the wind, and the honey candle was burning quietly, the light and thin clear veil, swaying with the night breeze, not to mention the "refrigerator" behind him.

All of this seemed so illusory when I dreamed back at midnight, I always felt that I was still living in a dark, damp and cold firewood room, and everything about Yan Jiu was just a beautiful dream I made.

Yan Shiyi's dark luck aura, a huge ice pick appeared in front of him, his fingers changed his fingers, and the ice pick turned into an ice long sword.

Yan Shiyi held the hilt of the sword decorated with cloud patterns, and with a leap, it was already a zhang away.

Yan Shiyi backhanded a sword flower, turned around and jumped up, skillfully splitting, stabbing, teasing, picking, whirling, sword momentum with the arm dancing sword qi to break the wind, sometimes like Xiaoyan whirling, sometimes like thunderstorms, the cold light of the sword body reflected a pair of domineering eyes.

Before long, the wind and rain stopped, Yan Shiyi stood with his sword, and the long sword in his hand suddenly dissipated, leaving no trace.

Yan Shiyi turned around, and there was no trace of coldness in his eyes. He looked at his palm, his thin fingers had become smooth and smooth in just a few months, and the clean robe on his body was spotless, and he was no longer the "Miss Eleven" who made a mistake and was locked up in the firewood room.

No one dares to withhold their own food anymore, no one dares to lock themselves up anymore, no one dares to beat and scold at will, and no one ......

And all this is only because of Yan Jiu.

Yan Shiyi's eyes dimmed slightly, "My cultivation is not only the third order of Qi cultivation, but also this inexplicably proficient sword technique, if I tell you, are you happy for me?" Or are you secretly wary of me? ”

Speaking of this, Yan Shiyi couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Yan Jiu, you have to forgive me for hiding the truth, because I really don't dare to bet." Just let me be the "unlucky guy" in your eyes all the time, and that's fine. ”

Yan Shiyi walked slowly along the flower wall full of roses, the sky was not very good, the half-round full moon hanging obliquely, was obscured by dark clouds, and only the faint light from the red lanterns swaying in the wind in the distance illuminated the road under his feet.

But even with his eyes closed, Yan Shiyi could walk here smoothly, the firewood room where he had been locked up countless times.

"Squeak", the door of the firewood room, was pushed open by Yan Shiyi.

I had thought about being pushed open countless times, and I was pushed open by myself so easily. This is something that I never dreamed of before.

The firewood room was still the same as before, with a mess of firewood, damp moss-covered walls, and an eternal darkness, and an extra ice coffin in the corner.

Yan Shiyi pushed open the lid of the ice coffin that was closed, it was hard to imagine how a six-year-old child could push the lid of such a heavy ice coffin, but Yan Shiyi pushed it away so lightly.

In the ice coffin lay a figure, a woman with a haggard face.

"I've come to see you, how are you doing these days? Mother. Yan Shiyi looked at the coffin with a smile.

The Mei family in the coffin no longer has the delicate face of the past, the face is sallow, the shape is erect, the corners of the eyes are wrinkled, the delicate and gorgeous lip flaps that used to be delicate and gorgeous as long as a little lipstick have also become dry and cracked, and the head is still with exquisite and gorgeous gem hairpins as before, but the hair bun is messy and the golden hairpins are scattered. Although he is still wearing gorgeous clothes, he is no longer as glamorous and glamorous as before.

Mei's chapped lips opened and closed slightly, and the voice that was once as crisp as a warbler's cry was now spit out in tatters, like old cotton wool without intonation.

"What do you want to say?"

Yan Jiu walked a little away from Mei's words, obviously wanting to hear the content of Mei's words.

saw a golden hairpin stabbing straight at him, Yan Shiyi blocked it casually, and his slender palm firmly held Mei's wrist.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

I saw that Mei Shi was holding a golden hairpin decorated with precious stones tightly in his hand, and the sharp tip of the golden hairpin pointed directly at Yan Shiyi's slender neck.

"Son! The main thing in the family is to know that you treat me like this, and he won't let you go! Mei said viciously.

"The head of the house?" Yan Shiyi smiled, "He doesn't remember you for a long time!" ”

"You talk nonsense! Yan Lang's favorite thing is me! How could he not remember! ”

"Mother, you just keep thinking like this, see if your Yanlang will take you to heart." Yan Shiyi shook off Mei's arm and said coldly.

Seeing that Yan Shiyi was about to close the ice coffin again, Mei Shi stuck his arm on the coffin lid, "You explain it to me clearly!" How could Yan Lang not love me! How can it be! ”

"Heh," Yan Shiyi said with a smile, "In the past six years, the head of the family has been here a few times, and you don't need me to say it, you also know it." You have always regarded yourself as a "wife of the head of the house", but you don't want to think about how many "wife of the head of the house" there are in Yan Mansion. You have been living in the world of your imagination, and you are dazzled by the rich life of drunkenness, but you don't think about it, without Mama Song, you are just a lady who is not favored. ”

Looking at the decadent and dazed Mei Clan, Yan Shiyi suddenly felt bored, wasting time with such a woman is not as interesting as boring cultivation.

"You always feel that I have taken your daughter's place, but have you ever thought that if I had a choice, I would come to this Yan Mansion and do what the so-called "Miss Eleven" is? ”

Yan Shiyi smiled quietly, "I don't know how well you are staying in this ice coffin these days?" Isn't this ice particularly delicious when you're hungry? You must know that I used to eat all this, you are my mother, of course, you have to taste it. ”

Yan Shiyi looked at the decadent Mei family, and finally put on the last straw.

"You and I both know that what you love is not Yan Qing, not "Yan Eleven", what you love is only the wealth of Yanfu, the power of Yanfu, from beginning to end, you are just a selfish pitiful worm. ”

"You talk nonsense! You are talking nonsense! Mei was hoarse.

Yan Shiyi was too lazy to take care of Mei Shi, who couldn't figure out the weight of such a carry, and with a wave of his sleeves, the ice-blue coffin lid slowly closed.

Mei slapped the lid of the coffin, her nails scratched on the hard ice wall, very harsh, Mei shouted hoarsely, "Aren't you afraid that Yan Jiu will find out your true face!" You devil! Devil! ”

"Ah, if you don't say it, I'll forget," Yan Shiyi suddenly realized: "I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but now it seems that your disappearance is the best choice." ”

"Yan Shiyi! You will be punished! You will be punished! ”

Yan Shiyi smiled casually, "Maybe, before that, you should go down to this Yellow Spring first......

Yan Shiyi turned around and left the firewood room, and behind him, the ice coffin turned into powder along with the Mei clan inside.

The moon in the sky gradually faded, and a red sun rose in the distant mountains, followed by a blood-red morning glow......