Chapter Twenty-Seven: First Come, First Come

"Presumptuous!"

Chun Xuan's anger suddenly prompted Fu Xiqin, a line of golden light condensed in the void, turned into several bright stars, and emitted towards the demon mist, although Yan Yunche had the intention to dodge, but after all, he was unable to be hit by Fu Xiqin's divine power, and showed his human body, "What, the real person is not interesting to her?" I'm very interested in her...... Hahaha. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chun Xuan wanted to touch the piano, but he was not afraid to say: "You can fight as much as you want, anyway, this body is not mine, I want to see if the real person wants to do the way for the sky, or kill this mortal!" ”

Where can the mortal body withstand Fu Xiqin's divine power, Chun Xuan had no choice but to take back Fu Xiqin.

It has a real body, but it occupies the body of a mortal, it is really hateful, just when he hesitated, the demonic qi in front of him conjured into a black mist and a thick miasma, which merged with the dark night, it was difficult to distinguish, "What, can't you do it?" That's going to be out of company! ”

After Chun Xuan gathered his true qi and dispelled the fog, Yan Yunche had already disappeared.

At this time, Haoyue's voice came from behind him: "Senior! ”

Chun Xuan turned his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blood mark on her neck, and couldn't help waving his sleeves and said angrily: "Confused! Even if you are anxious to get rid of the demon, how can you risk yourself! ”

Haoyue subconsciously touched the wound on her neck, "I'm fine, it's just that the monster ran away." ”

Chun Xuan glanced helplessly at the direction where the demon mist dissipated, signaling that his side was no better, the demon here was full of anger, I thought it was a heinous demon, but I didn't expect it to be just a romantic ****!

"For immortals, they must not harm mortals, I can't imagine that it actually uses the alliance between the fairy world and the human world to wait for an opportunity to escape, and now he occupies the body of mortals, even if he stands in front of me, he can't hurt him."

She had already heard Bai Qian say about this matter, and promised her that she must snatch the real Yan Yunche back, "Senior, what are we going to do now?" ”

Chun Xuan said with a solemn expression: "The demonic qi has not completely dissipated, and this direction seems to be going to the Drunken Immortal Tower." ”

"Senior, then let's go back quickly, if it's too late, we may be discovered."

"Hmm."

As Chun Xuan expected, Yan Yunche did return to the Drunken Immortal Tower one step ahead of them, and after seeing the two flashes of light in the air flying into the Lianyue Pavilion, he showed his body, and walked unhurriedly in the direction of Yajian, the bustard's mother was still greeting guests, and when she saw him suddenly driving to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, she felt a bang in her head, and felt Yan Yunche's fierce killing intent, and almost dropped the wine pot in her hand to the ground, but without the permission of King Yan, she sold Haoyue to a distinguished guest at a high price, how not to panic, pretending to be calm and walked in front of Yan Yunche, and bowed, "The old slave has seen King Yan. ”

Yan Yunche raised the corners of his mouth and said with a meaningful smile: "I haven't seen my aunt for a few days, don't come unharmed." ”

Her legs were weak for a while, and she knelt on the ground, "Drunken Immortal Building is under the care of King Yan, and there is Miss Haoyue shining here, the old slave is all right, and King Lao Yan is worried, and the old slave deserves death." ”

Yan Yunche sat in the center of the soft collapse and said with interest: "You really deserve to die, but before you die, this king wants to see Miss Haoyue, go and call her out and have a glass of wine with me." ”

When the bustard mother heard this, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, "Qiyu Yan Wang, Miss Haoyue just contracted the wind cold the day before, and now it's so late, I'm afraid Miss Haoyue She has already rested, why don't you let the new Qingqi people from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion serve King Yan tonight, and it will be one night, and you will invite Haoyue ...... tomorrow." ”

With a snap, the folding fan in Yan Yunche's hand had already hit her in the face, "It seems that you are really not afraid of death?" ”

The hot pain reminded her that if she offended the distinguished guests, at most she would not earn a thousand taels of silver, but if she offended King Yan, this life may be gone, and it is still important to save her life, she gritted her teeth and kowtowed to Yan Yunche a few times, "The old slave deserves death, and the old slave is guilty, so please ask Miss Haoyue to come out." ”

As she spoke, she was about to get up and leave, but Yan Yunche suddenly stopped her behind her, "Wait." ”

King Yan has always been lustful, she thought he had repented, and turned around and asked happily: "I don't know what else King Yan commanded?" ”

Yan Yunche got up and stood up, his aggressive gaze turned coldly at Lianyue Pavilion, "Didn't you say she was sick?" The night was damp, so as not to aggravate her condition, and now it was indeed very late, so it was better for the king to see her himself. ”

Hearing this, the bustard's mother couldn't even stand up straight, so she sat down on the ground with a fart, kowtowed desperately to Yan Yunche, and said tremblingly: "King Yan spares his life, Miss Haoyue is serving the guests tonight." ”

Yan Yunche stared intently at the folding fan in his hand, and didn't look at her, "It seems that you really didn't take this king's words to heart...... People die for money, birds die for food, so change a girl for this guest, and wait for death here. ”

"Yes, yes, the old slave will go to Lianyue Pavilion."

Saying that, she got up and walked tremblingly in the direction of Lianyue Pavilion, Yan Yunche followed closely behind, sitting next to the stone table in front of the door of Lianyue Pavilion, seeing the bustard mother knocking on the door, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, staring at this scene with interest, and even a little impatient.

"Miss Hazy Moon, Miss Hazy Moon!"

After a cup of tea, the door of Lianyue Pavilion opened, and the bustard's mother saw Haoyue and Chunxuan standing in front of her at the same time, and said with a smile: "It's so late, and you still disturb the two of you to rest, and I hope that your son will not blame." ”

Chun Xuan is an immortal, and he has a kind of immortal power that cannot be underestimated, "It's okay, you say what's the matter." ”

Even the cheeky bustard mother was a little embarrassed, but when she thought that Yan Yunche was still behind her, she had to pluck up her courage and stammered, "Yes...... That's right, Miss Haoyue was originally the woman of our Yan King, you see...... This...... This Yan King, he named Miss Haoyue to serve tonight, and hoped that your son would move to Yajian, and the old slave would find a few more beautiful good girls for his son, I don't know what the son wants? ”

Chun Xuan's angular face is still plain and calm, and his words and deeds seem to have a kind of courageous force, and he said unhurriedly: "Everything comes first and comes later, and if she is not married, Miss Haoyue is not his daughter of King Yan, and it is difficult to obey her fate." ”

Seeing that he didn't look like an ordinary person, the bustard's mother knew that she couldn't afford to provoke him, so she had to set her eyes on Haoyue, "Miss Haoyue, we are now grasshoppers on a rope, you see...... Why don't you persuade this son? ”

"Auntie, I just take care of the guests, who is this reception is what you ordered, how dare Haoyue make decisions without permission."

The bustard's mother couldn't wait to kneel in front of Haoyue, and said anxiously: "Good girl, you have the right to help the old slave this time, and then talk about it...... Receiving guests tonight, but you offered to bring it up, isn't this a slap in the face of the old slave? ”

Haoyue stared coldly at the bustard mother in front of her, thinking, now that she knows that she is in charge, she doesn't know how many girls have ruined the innocence of this life because of her words, "I took the initiative to receive guests tonight, and I proposed it, but who to receive and who not to receive, but aunt, you have the final say." ”

"The old slave said, now I want the girl to receive King Yan, I don't know what the girl thinks?"