In the past two days, Shangguan Juechen took Chi Ling'er and Mengyan Mountain, as well as Qingmo and Qingzhu to play around. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chi Ling'er and Meng Yanshan were relaxing and playing on the surface, but they had actually been paying close attention to the movements of those guys in the next room.

I don't know if the other party is aware of it, so I observed it for two days in a row, but nothing happened. Just when Chi Ling'er's patience was about to run out, the situation appeared.

Early in the morning of the third day, as soon as Chi Ling'er got up, she heard a noise next door.

She covered her ears and listened, but she heard nothing.

So she stood quietly behind the door of her room, and looked out through the crack in the door: she saw three strong men with black beards, wearing meniscus knives and long pointed black boots, hurrying out of the wind to meet the wind.

Chi Ling'er wanted to ask Qingzhu and Qingmo to follow, but the strange thing was that the two girls who were usually dangling in front of her actually disappeared at the critical moment.

Not daring to delay, Chi Ling'er could only go out in person and follow cautiously.

About half an hour later, the three arrived at a restaurant that was crowded with people.

The restaurant is a two-storey attic, covering a wide area, carved beams and paintings, very luxurious.

Chi Ling'er looked up at the plaque on the door, only to find that this was the famous "intoxicating residence" mentioned in Mengyan Pass before, which was really elegant and extreme, different from the vulgarity of other restaurants.

These people in front of me are full of interest, and they should all come to participate in the poetry competition.

Chi Ling'er was in a hurry to follow people, and kept shuttling through the crowd, for fear of losing her purpose. The other party has been prepared for a long time, and they are all practitioners, so it is not difficult to hide from someone. What's more, there are so many people on the scene to do cover.

After a while, the poetry meeting began.

The onlookers moved closer to the center, wanting to see the contestants up close. Chi Ling'er was petite, and she was squeezed around by the crowd, her vision was blocked, and she quickly lost the three of them.

"Alas!" Chi Ling'er sighed and scolded herself for being too stupid!

It's all this damn poetry club, and it has actually become the umbrella and talisman of those bad people!

In addition to being annoyed, Chi Ling'er didn't have the heart to watch any games, hanging her head and slowly squeezing outside listlessly.

"You just rely on the kung fu of this three-legged cat, and you still want to talk to people?" The familiar male voice is very pleasant and gentle.

Chi Ling'er's heartbeat missed a beat, and she suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of surprise that she couldn't hide: "Wang ...... What are you doing here? ”

Someone is coming, isn't it the emperor!

Look, he is dressed in a beige brocade robe, with a tall figure and a lofty atmosphere. His smile was like the wind, and his two dark and deep eyes stared at Chi Ling'er tightly, and his eyes did not hide their tenderness.

No matter when, even in this crowded game, he is still the center of attention, standing out from the crowd.

He is too conspicuous to be seen on such an occasion, especially at the moment.

Chi Ling'er panicked in her heart, and pulled Huangfu Qingtian and left: "Get out of here quickly." ”

Huangfu Qingtian did not object, and let Chi Ling'er pull him away.

If he guessed correctly, her reaction now was to nervous him? Afraid of him in distress?

Thanks to the natural ice cellar of Huangfu Qingtian beside him, otherwise Chi Ling'er would have dragged Huangfu Qingtian all the way to the left and right, and even walked and ran, and he would not have died of heat?

As soon as the Emperor Fu Qingtian was pulled out of the crowd, Chi Ling'er immediately made a difficulty: "What are you doing in this kind of place?" Are you afraid that people won't find you? ”