West Suburbs.

There is no one on the empty road, and the flowing water is blooming.

Wan Yan leaned on the embroidered pier and pursed her lips and smiled.

————'s coming!

The "————" driver tugged the reins, and the carriage turned around and stepped onto a path with sharp rocks.

The slender snake whip tore through the air and hit the horse.

"Neigh———— "The horses raised in the Prime Minister's Mansion are like people, Jin Gui is very delicate, where has he ever encountered such a bumpy path, he stopped, and he didn't dare to move forward.

"Smack, smack!" another few lashes, but the horse remained still, and the coachman was so angry that he plunged a dagger into the horse's buttocks.

In an instant, the skin opened and the blood flowed.

The horse ran madly under the double attack of pain and fright, and when the coachman saw this, his face was full of fierceness, and he carried the internal force in his body, threw off the whip, jumped into the air, and took out a short sword from his bosom, and stabbed straight into the car in the confusion.

Flying sand and rocks, dust and smoke everywhere.

Wan Yan was still leaning on the embroidered pier, her face unchanged.

Three inches –

Two inches –

One inch –

At the last moment, Wan Yan suddenly opened her eyes, and grabbed the short sword in front of her with her backhand, "Sizzle..."The sharp blade cut through the slender fingers, Wan Yan sucked out painfully, and the blood-colored jade beads flowed out from the fingers drop by drop, and the red was like a blooming Manshu Shahua.

Wan Yan gritted her teeth and flipped her backhand, "Click-" The coachman didn't have time to take care of the pain in his heart, and looked at Wan Yan in shock.

His wrist ——— dislocated!

Wan Yan smiled brightly at him, slowly threw the short sword out of the car, took out the powder from the purse and put it into the incense burner, and lit it with the lighter in the toolbox.

A breathtaking fragrance wafted out, slowly curling, the coachman did not dare to move, a pair of jackal-like eyes stared at the incense burner, but could not see what it was.

This thing... Seem... Seem... I've never seen it......

The driver felt his eyelids grow more and more groggy, and finally fell asleep completely, snoring like thunder.

Wan Yan didn't stop at all, picked up the incense burner and jumped out of the carriage, watching the two horses pull the carriage and gradually run away, only to reach a babbling stream, extinguish the incense, clean and bandage the wounds on her hands, and wash her face with the stream water. In fact, when I faced the responsibility just now, I always wore a mask. This mask is as thin as a cicada's wings, and ordinary people can't see it.

The mask was slowly torn off from under the ear, revealing a face that had captivated the country and the city.

I haven't looked at my face since I was reborn.

The eyebrows are like willow bends, a little vermilion between the forehead, charming and moving, looking back and smiling, everything in the world is quietly discolored, lazy meaning is undisguised, the demeanor is like a quiet orchid, the green eyes are like containing a pool of autumn water, graceful, Chu Chu moving, upright to impeccable facial features, meticulously discharged the beautiful outline, under the faint shadow of the eye light flowing, it is a natural noble and melancholy temperament, such as the snow-white lotus at the bottom of the secluded valley.

Beautiful!

Wan Yan was amazed by herself.

was beautiful, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind her, Wan Yan was alert, the mask was quickly smeared, and then she looked back and saw a man walking towards her.

Wearing a purple straight court dress, a gold silk spider stripe of the same color around his waist, his black hair is tied up and fixed with a gilt crown, his slender body is straight and straight, and the whole person is handsome and full of innate nobility, which makes people feel unattainable and low to dust.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

"Girl, are you—" The man seemed surprised, and was the first to pick out the words, "Who are you first?" "Bold, dare to talk to His Royal Highness King Nine like this!" the guard-like man beside him scolded.

"Who is King Jiu?"

Guard: "..."

"Xuan'an. The noble man waved his hand, stepped forward and said softly to Wan Yan: "Girl, this king... The night is not nine. ”

Wan Yan stared at the man who claimed to be the king, for a long time, bowed lightly, and said: "The little girl Wan Yan, the daughter of Wan Lichen of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was able to return to the house because her biological mother was filial piety, and she didn't want to meet His Royal Highness King Jiu here." ”

“...... Wan Lichen?" The man named Ye Wujiu pursed his lips and smiled indifferently, "Miss Yan, where is this place?"

Wan Yan rolled her eyes at him: "What do you have to do with His Royal Highness King Jiu?" Is there such a relationship after a few words? Accosting! It must be accosting! Seeing that this girl is beautiful, he will accosting! Ma Ma said not to talk to strangers!

Ye Wujiu looked at her fried hair, hooked the corners of her lips, this is the first time that a woman dares to speak to him like this, squinted her eyes, and still stood with an extraordinary atmosphere, Xiao Yanyan is a bit of a nymphomaniac, damn, if this is a human trafficker, it is too handsome, right?

"Ahem, ahem. "The guard behind Ye Wujiu, Xuan An, coughed a few times, why does this feel a little top? Why do you think that the two of them are like that relationship when they meet?

In an instant, a white shadow flashed.

With her professionally trained speed and keen discernment, Wan Yan quickly spotted the threat coming from the bushes after Ye Wujiu's death.

Watery, blue eyes, small noses, and silver horns?! Even an animal has such a girlish heart?

Mammals, ruminants, Wan Yan silently divided this animal into categories in her heart.

"Boom..."A half-human-tall sharp ice pick suddenly stretched out from the ground, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and pressed straight towards Wan Yan, "Hey, be careful!" Damn, this mammal is not easy to mess with! Wan Yan tightened her heart, Ye Wujiu retreated to the side early, looking indifferently, Xuan An hesitated and pulled out his sword, Ye Wujiu glanced sideways, and Xuan An immediately retreated.

Wan Yan tried to find an opportunity to take out the incense burner from the toolbox, but the ice pick was pressing behind her as if it were unforgiving, in front of her, the pond where she had just washed her face, and the lighter! Wan Yan flexibly dodged the ice pick, picked up the lighter, jumped to a pile of dead leaves, lit the leaves, and suddenly ignited the flames.

And a little brainy, not so stupid. Ye Wujiu's eyes increased with a smile, "Your Highness, Miss Wan... Why don't you use occult arts?" asked Xuan An cautiously. Ye Wujiu didn't seem to hear it, the slender hand hidden under the brocade robe snapped his fingers, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and a beam of lotus-like sparks was immediately sent to the leaf pile.

For a while, the fire became a wall, the ice pick turned into water in seconds, and the hand under the brocade suit turned into a whirlpool, and then pointed the spearhead at the culprit in the bushes, and the little rookie on the side, Xiao Yanyan was already stunned...

This TM also... That's awesome, isn't it?

There was a rapid rustling sound in the bushes, a blue arc flashed, and a fist-sized hail was accompanied by thousands of swords that shimmered with a faint blue light!

The critter has magnified the move!!Help!!

Xiao Yanyan panicked, but saw the fire vortex suck all the swords and hail into it...

Sucked it in...

Got in...

Went to...

Finish...

The sound of rustling in the bushes became louder and louder, and Wan Yan suddenly heard a sacred and crisp voice: [My name is Octagonal Glass Deer, I belong to three sexes, divided into ice, electricity, and metal. Today's war with me, I am willing to bow to the wind, according to the law of supporting China, and make a contract with you. 】

What do you mean?!Wan Yan's heart was turbulent, and before she could react, the bushes turned to ashes, and a sika deer with silver-white hair appeared in front of her, looking at herself with big watery eyes.

Belch... There seems to be a gasp behind him...

"Your Highness, it's an eight-pointed glazed deer! This is a third-class divine beast!"

g。

Ye Wujiu's cold voice sounded behind him: "Cut your finger and drip it on its divine beast crystal." "Huh?" Xiao Yanyan still reacted, her fingers hurt, and she saw a few of her blood beads floating towards a glowing spar under the neck of the glazed deer, and the voice appeared in her mind: [My name is Octagonal Glazed Deer, your name is Wanyan, in this contract, I wish my body to be on your side, my life is tied to your life, surrender to you, blood as an alliance, God-oriented, follow this intention, the contract is achieved!]

The glazed deer in front of her turned into a blue light, and escaped into Wan Yan's eyebrows, leaving a faint blue mark of a rose, Wan Yan suddenly felt hot, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and looked up at Ye Wujiu.