Everyone watched a world spectacle with great value, and they were all emotionally unable to return to their senses for a long time. ‖。 s。

And one of the parties in Murong Jiu's mouth, Yue'er looked ignorant of the world, staring at her young lady stupidly, with complex expressions such as exclamation and admiration flashing in her eyes one by one, but she didn't realize that she had been sold.

And the other party, Yu'er, left the VIP room in shame and didn't go away, just blowing the wind outside the porch, waiting for the burning on his face to dissipate. I didn't know that she had already been kicked out of the house by her own lady at this time.

When Yu's mood gradually calmed down, a guy from Zhuxiang Youju hurriedly came, saw Yu'er outside, said hello and said goodbye, it turned out that someone sent a letter to Murong Jiu.

Yu'er took the envelope from the man's hand, waved the guy away, and then took a breath before lifting his foot and pushing the door to enter the VIP room again.

"Hey, my Yu'er is back." As soon as Yu'er entered the door, Murong Jiu's ridiculous voice sounded.

"Miss, someone has sent you a letter." Yu'er pouted and said coquettishly, glancing at Murong Jiu in annoyance. Then he walked to Murong Jiu's side and handed the letter to Murong Jiu.

"Heh, look at it." Murong Jiu took the envelope and chuckled.

opened the envelope casually, took out the letter paper and looked at it, but when he saw the contents, Murong Jiu hurriedly buttoned it, folded the letter as if nothing happened, and put it back in the envelope.

"Jiu'er, who sent you the letter" Cheng Ziye saw that Murong Jiu only glanced at it, then put away the letter paper, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

This question also asked everyone's thoughts, and they all looked at Murong Jiu expectantly. Even the old man of Tianji, although his expression was indifferent, he also looked at Murong Jiu with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Murong Jiu folded the envelope, put it in his arms, raised his eyebrows and swept everyone around, his lips were hooked evilly, and he said lightly: "I want to know"

Everyone nodded obediently, full of anticipation. Only the old man of Tianji beside Murong Jiu seemed to notice that something was wrong, raised his eyebrows slightly, removed the smile from his eyes, and drank tea as if nothing had happened.

"I'll tell you sù it's a secret haha" Murong Jiushen said mysteriously, seeing that everyone's curiosity was aroused, the conversation changed sharply; I saw that their expressions stopped instantly, and they couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Murong Jiu smiling openly, everyone who was tricked rolled their eyes one by one, squeezed their eyebrows and scolded secretly.

Only the old man of Tianji drank tea calmly, shook his head secretly and chuckled. Fortunately, he understands this girl, otherwise she should have been tricked.

Murong Jiu saw everyone's disdain, as well as the calmness of the old man Tianji, he didn't care at all, he was triumphant, and sang in a very good mood: "Oh, oh, I laugh proudly, and laugh proudly, hey"

Murong Jiu sang happily, but everyone couldn't roll their eyes anymore, and finally had to stop fighting, and with Murong Jiu's singing, they fell into a joy.

Happy hour passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone in the VIP room closed their stalls and went back to their homes. Murong Jiu and Die'er sat in a carriage and slowly galloped back to Murong Mansion.

As for Mu Yue and Yu'er, that night, Murong Jiu asked the old man of Tianji to take people away, ignoring Yue'er and Yu'er's grievances, and ordered Die'er to pack up for them after they went back, and she would personally send them over tomorrow.

In addition, she decided to send Yu'er, Yue'er, Mu Qing, and Mu Xing to Shadow's secret training base. And the old man of Tianji was with them, and the Meiyuan only left Wang Zi'an and Cheng Ziye so far.

It was also at this point that the old man of Tianji, a master of the world and a hidden idler, squeezed into the ranks of the sect leaders from then on, and there was no more idle day.

A group of people were transferred out of Bian Jingcheng, except for Wang Zi'an who still needed protection, Murong Jiu only left one secret guard to guard Wang Zi'an, and left two secret guards by his side in case of communication or unforeseen needs. The rest were transferred back to the shadow training base.

On the carriage, Die'er saw Murong Jiu take off his clothes and change into men's clothes with quick movements, and couldn't help but wonder: "Miss, you don't go back to Murong Mansion"

"Well, I still have something to do, I'll go back later, and go to bed early when I get home" Murong Jiu fastened his belt, raised his eyes and smiled, reached out and touched Butterfly's little face, and said lightly.

"Miss" Die'er saw that Murong Jiu was not in shape, she sneered, and said, "Miss, then you have to be careful yourself." ”

"Well, don't worry. Your young lady, I, it's a ghost. Murong Jiu took apart the bun and tied up his hair, teasingly.

"Okay, I'm leaving." After changing his clothes, Murong Jiu said softly.

"Miss, be careful." Die'er saw that Murong Jiu opened the window and wanted to leave, and admonished.

"Got it, housekeeper." Murong Jiu was about to fly up for a moment, turned around and laughed, and then jumped away in a flash.

Seeing that Murong Jiu flew away and disappeared, the curtain that seemed to be blowing in the wind, Die'er secretly sighed: Miss is really busy

Murong Jiu didn't return late at night and left in disguise, just for that invitation.

The letter sent by Yu'er only wrote six big characters: "Jingyunzhuang, Dongfang Yi".

However, Murong Jiu of Jingyunzhuang had only been there once, and unfortunately, Murong Jiu had lost his way

This ancient is not as good as modern times, and all roads and alleys are clearly marked. Here, except for the main streets that say so-and-so street, those alleys and alleys are not marked at all.

So Murong Jiu ran from Xianglin Street to the west, but he didn't find the right way to Jingyunzhuang.

When Murong Jiu returned to the street of Xianglin Street, Murong Jiu's face was dull, the whites of his eyes were hanging, and he was blind, if someone saw him at this time, the timid person would definitely be scared to death.

Dressed in white, he looks like a hanged ghost, and he can penetrate as much as he wants.

Rely on Dongfang Yi, don't let me see you, otherwise I won't be able to kill you

Murong Jiu put down the whites of his hanging eyes, glanced around with a look of resentment, closed his eyes and clenched his hands, and after a while, after sighing heavily, he was about to look for it again.

The familiar voice of "Jiu'er" is so intoxicating to hear, but at this time, in Murong's ears, there is an urge to kill.

Murong Jiu turned around slowly, the resentment on his face did not decrease but increased, staring at Dongfang Yi in front of him, who was dressed in black and silver, with doubts in his eyes.

"You" Murong Jiu's angry intuition was about to exhale Dongfang Yi's name, but before the words could be spoken, he was suppressed by reason, and changed his mouth, but after saying a word, he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say next.

Murong Jiu stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted Dongfang Yi's chest hard, pointed his index finger, and said with horizontal eyebrows: "You, next time I make an appointment with that kind of messy place, I will stomp on you." ”

Uh, hehe, Dongfang Yiben's somewhat confused thoughts were clear, and he remembered that his Jiu'er was a big road idiot, no wonder he couldn't wait until he waited left and right in Jingyunzhuang, no, fortunately, he was in a hurry, thinking that she would not come to the appointment, and wanted to go to Murong Mansion. Otherwise, with the concealment of Jingyunzhuang, it is very likely that he will not be able to wait until dawn

Dongfang Yi stretched out his hand and held the little hand pointing in front of his eyes, gently pulled it on his chest, and said softly: "Okay, I'll look for you next time." ”

Dongfang Yi's face was covered by a half-section of the mask, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but from the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and the doting eyes, Murong Jiu could feel how tender Dongfang Yi was at this time.

This feeling of being put in the heart of a headache and love made Murong Jiu's little love turn into ashes, his face was flushed with the shyness of a little daughter, and he lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at it again.

A word to readers:

You know the mood of asking for tickets~~~~~