The Buddhist shrine in the room was lit with a stick of incense.

The girl sat at the desk, she rubbed her sour eyebrows vigorously, spread out the book, but couldn't calm down for a long time.

Faint sandalwood lingers.

It's not that Pei annoys with the Buddhism of Lingshan, but she is used to living in the Bodhisattva temple in Xiling when she was a child, and whenever she is restless, she lights a stick of incense, which can help sleep peacefully, and when she has a wish, she inserts a stick of incense in the incense ash of the Buddha shrine, and the girl will always read some trivial things.

"May Ning Yiping be safe and ......"

"May the wind and snow be lighter, the rain be lighter, and the road will be easier......"

The sound of soft murmuring, interspersed with the swirling sandalwood.

The shoe is on the other foot.

The girl doesn't have to be like she did in the Xiling Bodhisattva Temple before, tiptoeing, carefully inserting incense, and after making a wish in her heart, she will hold her breath and blow out the incense.

The wind and snow have passed, and it is early spring.

It's a bit noisy outside.

Pei Fu remembered in his heart that when the hunting day was over, today was not the day, and he shouldn't be so noisy outside his house...... There was no sound of the poach-robed Taoist's voice, it seemed that they didn't seem to want to provoke each other, which incredible person came to visit?

The girl pushed open the door of the mansion, she frowned, walked quickly all the way to the door of the mansion, and then pushed a long line with both hands.

The sunshine falls in.

She saw a beautiful face.

Xu Qingyan was half a shoulder, struggling to support Ning Yi, the young man with his head lowered was still in a coma, there was no trace of blood on his face, pale and haggard, his arms were wrapped in white bandages, some oozed blood, wisps, he looked quite miserable, and he was still holding the broken oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Outside the gate of the mansion, there were more than a dozen fierce iron horses, and the young man led by him wore three long and short knives on his waist, smiled and withdrew the token that symbolized his Taoist status, patted the shoulders of the two linen-robed Taoists, and turned around and glared at the restless iron horse behind him with a warning look.

The horses' hooves beat the ground and snorted, these are all war horses, galloping on the Celestial Plateau for several years, the invincible wild sons, and the obstruction of the ma-robed Taoists, which attracted their hostility.

More than a dozen iron horsemen were a little embarrassed, scolded twice, and patted the huge horse's head under him vigorously.

After a while, the front of the Jianxing Marquis's mansion was quiet.

......

......

The girl's mind was blank, she subconsciously pushed open the door of the mansion, put up Ning Yi's other shoulder, and the way back to the bedroom from the courtyard was not long, but she felt very difficult...... Until Ning Yi was placed on the bed and covered with the futon, she carefully examined it, the wounds on Ning Yi's body were not big, there were few external injuries, they were all internal injuries, and the divinity was overdrawn from the inside out, so the breath in the body could no longer be restrained.

The last time he handed out that sword on Hongfu Street, Ning Yi's injuries were not so serious.

The young man lying on the bed seemed to be sleeping peacefully, the soft scale armor on his body was also broken, and it was cut to the ground, and there was a spider web in the center, which happened to be the heart, blocking a death catastrophe, and the talismans on his body were almost overdrawn, and there was no more pressing box substrate that could be used.

It can be imagined that this time in Red Mountain, Ning Yi experienced what a tribulation.

The girl stood next to the bed, her face was a little ugly, after closing the futon, she strode out of the room, casually pasted a soundproof note, hung it behind Ning Yi's door, and then closed the door.

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She had her back to Ning Yi's wooden door.

An indescribable emotion slowly flowed through her chest, then to her lips, turning into a hoarse voice.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

Her gaze swept over the courtyard, and there were many people in the courtyard, the young man with a feminine face and the light armor of the Ping Demon Division, and a group of iron riders who had dismounted.

But the only person she knew was this beautiful girl who was in a trance.

So this voice is also asking the girl.

What's going on?

Ning Yi went to the north well...... How did you come back like this?

Xu Qingyan shook his head, hearing the faint anger in the girl's tone, and before he could speak.

"The people of the demon clan did it. Song Yiren narrowed his eyes, he knew that Ning Yi and the two princes of the Great Sui had a holiday, and he knew that those words should be said and those things should not be said, he picked up a broken blade and laughed softly: "Found in the Red Mountain...... It can be regarded as Ning Yi's trophy, Jiang Lin of the demon clan in the world, the great demon of the Ten Realms, the top three of the younger generation of the demon clan, and the 'hunting water' pulled out of the ancient mound of his father was cut off by him. ”

"He should have overdrawn his strength and fought with Jiang Lin in the Starlight Forbidden Land, and no one was pleased, judging by this trend...... Two days of coma is fine. Song Yiren smiled and suddenly said, "Girl." ”

Pei Fu was in a trance.

It was not she who was called "girl" by Song Yiren.

Outside the door of the mansion, a young woman wearing red armor and a heroic posture held a heavy wooden box and put it in the courtyard, the wooden box was wrapped around a heavy chain, and after the woman in red armor put down the wooden box, she pulled out the wooden hairpin, and her long hair was thrown away, and the wooden hairpin was scraped and slashed like a sword-

The heavy chains that wrapped around the wooden box shattered.

Cinnabar bit the wooden hairpin, wrapped her hands around the back of her head, and stood silently beside Song Yiren, coiling her long hair in a circle.

"Tell me about yourself...... I am the messenger of the thirty-nine Xuanzi Iron Horsemen of the Ping Demon Division. The young man scratched his head and said, "My surname is Song...... The box is filled with some supplements, you can understand it as a kind of heaven and earth treasure, according to the law of the Great Sui, I don't know which one, Mr. Ning Yi should get these things. ”

Pei Nuying's girl fell silent.

Cinnabar raised her eyebrows, coiled her hair, bit the hairpin in her mouth, and said vaguely: "What is given by the palace, take it." ”

"So...... We won't bother. ”

Song Yiren raised two fingers, raised them to his forehead and raised them gently, and the Xuanzi Iron Rider followed him out of the Jianxing Marquis's mansion, and the gate was closed.

The young envoy with the order breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his back against the bronze door, and sighed with emotion: "Sending this surnamed Ning back to his home, he can even hit the Shura field...... I thought that this guy was in harmony with Miss Xu, but I didn't expect that there would be a golden house in the house?"

Song Yiren, who was facing the bronze door, felt a condensed gaze coming from beside him, and the cinnabar girl tied the hair on her head, but one hand still maintained a posture hovering over the hairpin, and she could pull out the hairpin at any time.

Song Yiren thought of the sharpness of the hairpin.

He sighed and said, "It's not envy...... It's just that Miss Xu, it's really good-looking. ”

Cinnabar silently moved her hand away, she turned over and got on the horse, and all the iron horsemen followed.

The Xuanzi Iron Rider set off slowly.

"Miss Xu is really good-looking. Cinnabar, who has always been silent, said softly: "That girl in Ning Yi's mansion is fine."

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Look, but not as good as her. ”

Song Yiren's face gradually became solemn, and he said in a very soft voice: "It is said that beautiful flowers are deadly poison...... This statement is not false at all. ”

Cinnabar looked at Song Yiren with some surprise and said, "Miss Xu doesn't look like a femme fatale, in my opinion, she is like a blank sheet of paper......"

Along the way, most of the people in the Xuanzi Rider looked at Xu Qingyan salivating, and even these war horses lowered their vigilance and dealt with this extremely beautiful Terran girl, but it was a pity that there were two adults in charge, and no one dared to talk to Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingyan took care of Ning Yi all the way, all the way back to the Tiandu Imperial City, on the way Cinnabar occasionally chatted with her, Cinnabar is not a person who is easy to be curious, but Xu Qingyan is really beautiful, and there is a fascinating aura on his body...... After a few words of conversation, Cinnabar likes this Xu girl very much.

"White paper is white paper. ”

Song Yiren is sitting in danger, the war horse under his crotch is wandering slowly, the surrounding is colorful, the world is a good scene in March, and the imperial city of Tiandu is full of wine.

"Miss Xu's background is not ordinary. ”

Cinnabar fell silent.

She knew the weight of her young master's words.

With the identity and status of Song Yiren, few people can afford his sentence "the background is not ordinary".

This is the first time Xu Qingyan has seen sentient beings. Song Yiren narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "If Ning Yi hadn't brought her to us, you wouldn't have known that there would be such a person." ”

"Before this, do you dare to believe that there is such a beautiful beauty in this world?"

Cinnabar shook her head slowly.

If Ning Yi hadn't taken her out, she wouldn't have seen the light, and the light wouldn't have seen her...... Because she is the confined-behind of Li Bailin, the third prince of the Great Sui, she has been imprisoned for a long time. Song Yiren laughed, with a faint pear vortex on each side of his cheeks, "The reason why you think she is like a blank sheet of paper is because she is a blank sheet of paper herself." ”

"This Miss Xu's elder brother is Xu Qingke, a strategist from the Western Realm, who has already risen to prominence and occupies a place in the Third Division of Tiandu. The young man chuckled softly: "Originally, according to the plan of the Western Realm, this great beauty who is too beautiful to look at directly should go to the palace after the hunting day...... But now it's different. ”

Cinnabar was a little confused.

"Your Majesty saw her in person, beside Ning Yi, on the top of the Red Mountain. Song Yiren's smile, with a hint of elusiveness, he said with emotion: "Now Xu Qingyan's identity is not Xu Qingke's sister, not a beauty in the west...... It is not a tribute sent to the palace by Li Bailin. ”

Cinnabar's face was a little complicated, and he muttered, "Young Master, what do you mean......"

Song Yiren nodded, he turned over and dismounted, dropped the usual copper coin, and when he turned over and got on the horse, there was an extra string of sugar gourds in his hand like a trick.

He swallowed a large piece of rock candy and said vaguely: "Your Majesty has taken a fancy to her at a glance, such a person, wherever she puts it, will definitely shine......"

Cinnabar rubbed her eyebrows.

She was still digesting what Song Yiren had just said.

If it is said that Xu Qingyan was Li Bailin's confinement before...... Now that she is favored by His Majesty, what does it mean?

"Ahh

She raised her head in a trance, and saw a string of half-gnawed sugar gourds, handed in front of her, the young man, who didn't know when he got off the horse and came to her back.

Song Yiren smiled brightly.

"Open your mouth and eat sugar. ”

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