Li Zerong held Huanhuan in his arms, caressed her cheek with one hand, and held Huanhuan's wrist with the other, feeling her beating pulse.

The carriage stopped after a while, the lights outside the car were always bright, the voices of people were noisy, and when the curtain was lifted, a huge signboard could be seen, which read: Drunken Immortal Residence.

Li Zerong calmly hugged Huanhuan and got out of the car, and walked straight to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

He Li followed behind him, looking at Huanhuan's arm that seemed to be hanging down due to weakness, he suddenly became worried, during the carriage, he clearly heard a vague conversation in the car, she should be awake, how could it be...

He Qi didn't think about it, he looked at Li Zerong holding Huanhuan's back, and suddenly felt that this feeling was a little strange.

The prince he followed became more and more elusive, and many times he couldn't understand him, such as at this moment.

Entering the Drunken Immortal Residence, Li Zerong raised his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment, he didn't plan to call people with great fanfare, but found a table and chair, and sat there steadily.

There were no running servants in the building, only a handsome man with a flute and a fan walked by, and when he saw Li Zerong holding a person in his arms, he couldn't help but stop his eyes on the two people.

It can be said that "the son is unparalleled in the world, and the stranger is like jade." ”

Li Zerong lowered his eyes, and everywhere he looked was on the woman in his arms. The men looked at it a few times and then walked away in amusement.

He Qi was still the same as before, following closely beside Li Zerong, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, with a resolute expression.

"He Quan, go for a walk." Li Zerong glanced at He Quan, and then moved his gaze to those large and small passages, "There are a lot of organs in this building, you should be cautious." ”

He Qi understood, saluted and replied yes, and then hid in the building and disappeared.

Li Zerong waited there for a long time, as if he was a little bored, and began to play with his fingers curling his long hair, smiling in his eyes, moving his gaze farther away, and the picture looked very harmonious.

I didn't feel that the woman was asleep and unconscious.

I don't know when, Li Zerong finally waited, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he was not in a hurry to raise his eyes to find the source of the burning gaze. Still playing with Huanhuan's long hair.

The tips of Li Zerong's ears moved lightly, and then he heard a few subtle sounds of wooden blocks joining each other.

Here it comes.

"The six princes are so interested, they dare to enter the Drunken Immortal Residence."

Li Zerong looked for prestige, and saw that he was dressed in white, his hair was messy and scattered, and his eyes were hazy, giving him a feeling of being scattered and not waking up.

He only glanced at the man in front of him and said directly, "I want to see your master." ”

The man was not annoyed when he heard this, but held a string of black jade Buddha beads, his expression was extremely sluggish, and his tone was a little arrogant and lesson-inspiring, "Drunken Immortals do not distinguish between master and servant. ”

Li Zerong snorted coldly, his tone was calm and cold as usual, with an undoubted order, "He's here, call him out." ”

The man in white ignored Li Zerong, still calmly playing with Buddha beads, "Childe spent a lot of money to enter the building, who do you want to see?" But if he wants to see Bai Ge who caresses the guqin, he rarely sees people, unless he ......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed strangely, his smile was debauched and ambiguous, "Unless the person who comes is as handsome as a fairy, and can control him and have fun with him." ”

"I want to see," Li Zerong raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely, "Nan Ember Dust." ”

The man didn't seem to expect to really anger him, so he raised his sleeves to hide his face and snickered, and was about to say that the son who did not have the surname Nan in the building sent him away, when he heard a voice behind him, which made him hold his breath for a moment and dare not speak again.

"Xiaozhu, go down."

Nan Yanchen is still dressed in the past, but there is no pair of eye-catching red jade beads in his ears. I don't know if it's because of the lack of the pair of beads, Nan Ember Dust looks a little haggard.

Xiaozhu looked at him, his eyes were unwilling, and he did not leave as he said, but stood behind Nan Yanchen, and he concentrated on playing with the Buddha beads in his hand as if he didn't care about the world.

"What is the Sixth Prince looking for me?" Nan Yanchen's gaze did not fall on Li Zerong, but looked at a candle in the distance with some melancholy.

"Find someone."

Nan Yanchen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he was a little nervous, "Aren't you looking for me?" ”

"A few days ago, an assassin broke into my house and killed a slave in my house, and after several investigations, I found that the assassin had killed people in Bento Street in Wuzhou."

Nan Ember Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, as long as he didn't ask that person. He pondered his thoughts and said calmly: "What does that have to do with me? ”

Li Zerong looked at him, and his tone was cold, "I want to ask Lord Shenzhu, who is that person?" ”

"You're trying to tell me about divination?" Nan Yanchen looked back at him, and when his gaze swept over the woman in his arms, he couldn't help but pause, and still asked that sentence.

"Slave, what's wrong?"

"It's just poisoning." Li Zerong said lightly and lightly, "A kind of Gu worm, in her body, attacks from time to time, made her feel pain, and she fainted." ”

"You!" Seeing his indifferent appearance, Nan Yanchen was angry, and scolded bitterly, "You gave her the Gu?!" How long are you going to tie her! ”

Li Zerong sneered, "I want her to stay by my side for the rest of my life, and no one can take her away." ”

Nan Yanchen was heartbroken when he heard this, and secretly wondered if it was Li Zerong who Huanhuan told him that he was going to take her away on the night of Qixi Festival.

"It's just a woman, how can it be so important." Nan Ember sneered, feeling the pleasure that words could bring for the first time, and when he said this, he had the illusion that he had won over Li Zerong.

"Straight to the point." Li Zerong did not delve into this topic with him again, the goal has been achieved, why bother talking? He has always been a neat and clean man.

"That assassin is holding a scimitar in his hand, which is the legendary demon knife used by the fox girl of the Western Regions, the Yinhuang knife."

Nan Yanchen didn't understand what he meant, "I don't know who the assassin is, but if you want me to do divination, maybe I'm in a good mood, so I'll do the math for you." ”

"The assassin wanted to kill your apprentice, but when my servant stopped him, he slashed him in the neck, but fortunately the guards arrived in time to save the slave."

Hearing this, Nan Yanchen looked at the woman in Li Zerong's arms worriedly, and said angrily: "The slave is Wang Huanhuan, she is going to be your side concubine, if you fail to protect her, you are incompetent." ”

"Only Lord God dares to speak like this to the royal family." Li Zerong quipped, "In the past, I didn't know why my father believed in you and favored you, but now Mr. Hu from Langping City has given the world an answer." ”

After talking to him a few times, Nan Ember found that he was not his opponent at all, and the anger that had accumulated in his heart made him not want to stay here anymore.

"Nothing else, I'll go first."

"Wait," Li Zerong chuckled, calling him, "What is the ending of the fox girl's story?" What happened to the young general when he met the fox girl that night? Please God bless your lordship with your teachings. ”

Nan Yanchen glanced at him and sneered, "When did the six princes also like to listen to stories?" ”

"When I saw the Yinhuang knife in the assassin's hand that day, I remembered the story of the fox girl I heard when I was a child, but I forgot most of it, and asked God to tell me one or two."

Nan Yanchen thought it was funny, but he was also moved by it, "You are the story of the slave, you are not as ruthless as the rumors." It's just that how can the six princes have such a poor memory, don't forget the story, two years ago, the Lin Mansion was wiped out, and the three princes were exiled from Nanfan, these things have a lot to do with you, have you forgotten it? ”

Li Zerong didn't think that Nan Yanchen would ask such a question, and his face turned pale, "Even if there is no me, there will be other people." ”

Nan Yanchen was afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would reveal flaws, so he no longer ridiculed him, "You just need to remember the ending of the story, the silver knife in the fox girl's hand is also stained with the blood of the young general's heart in the end." ”

After that, Nan Ember Chen left the Drunken Immortal Residence with Xiaozhu shaking his sleeves.

Li Zerong looked at the back of Nan Yanchen leaving, felt the red jade bead on his waist, put it on the table, and got up and hugged Huanhuan out of the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Back in the carriage. Place her on the carriage so that she can lie down comfortably.

After doing this, he ordered two guards to go to Changjiedong to buy some candied fruit and grape wine, and also went to Chunfeng Lou, and ordered someone to send some hot fish to the mansion.

After taking care of all this, he carefully took out the string of pink jade beads from his arms, and pointed it at the light a little childishly, squinting at the golden light that shimmered slightly in the beads, like brilliant stars.

Li Zerong gently put the small pink jade bead bracelet on Huanhuan's wrist, stared at it for a long time, and knew that there was a heavy footstep outside the carriage, so he suddenly retracted his senses, squinting at the fox eyes and looking at the source of the voice.

He understood that He Li would not walk like this, his steps were heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy iron.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Li Zerong calmly lifted the curtain in the carriage, looked at the guards guarding around him, asked them for a sword, and scolded them all away, away from the carriage.

After arranging everything, he looked at the ordinary guard accessories in his hand, his eyes glowing with a strange aura, hiding blood and killing intent. Li Zerong rarely holds a sword to make a move, but that doesn't mean that he is not good at martial arts.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, and they stopped not far from the carriage, perhaps five steps away, before they could lift the curtain of the carriage and peek into the carriage.

Suddenly, the carriage shook, Li Zerong felt that there was a person standing on the roof of the car, the corners of his mouth hooked, he picked up Huanhuan into his arms, took a step back, and successfully left the carriage, when he raised his eyes to look at the roof of the car, first a scimitar with a cold light entered his eyes, and then the white brocade belt flying above the head of the comer.

It's Arvin.

Ah Wen didn't say anything, he raised his feet and flew to the ground, his movements were chic and neat, and he slashed directly at Li Zerong with a scimitar.

Li Zerong did not run away, he hugged Huanhuan with one hand, and used the sword flower with the other, and successfully crotched Awen's first knife.

But in the blink of an eye, Ah Wen bent down again and made the knife go straight to his neck, Li Zerong pointed to the ground on tiptoe, retreated again and again, and when he retreated to the carriage, his arm was forceful, and he threw Huanhuan into the carriage collapse.

Without the fetters on his side, Li Zerong coped with it freely and had no fear. It's a pity that the blade in his hand is too bad, and he was almost cut off by the Yinhuang knife several times.

Li Zerong did not do anything to make a meritorious move, but to retreat as an advance. During the fight, he saw a dark red strap tied around the wrist of Arwen's knife, and a mahogany bead was inlaid on it.

Li Zerong had an excellent memory, and he recognized it at a glance, and he looked at the man in front of him who made the Yinhuang knife, "That's Brother Jun's forehead band." ”

He remembered that in the past, during the Shangyuan Festival, he had seen this forehead band, which was on the head of Huanhuan's brother Lin Yunyun, and he also clearly remembered that his scholar also had such a forehead band.

"You're Brother Jun's scholar." Li Zerong is still used to calling Lin Yunjun Jun, and he is ashamed of him......

"I'm going to take Miss." Arwen didn't say anything else, just said his purpose so concisely and clearly, his voice was a little hoarse and deep, with wildness.

"Unless you tell me where the Soul Eater Post is."

"Never!"

After that, it was a more fierce and neat knife that fell heavily on Li Zerong's sword, only to hear a crisp sound, and the sword was broken in the middle. Li Zerong's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the remnant sword in his hand in disbelief, and another cold light slashed, this time he had nothing to cover.

He saw clearly the rumored demon knife, there were a few traces of dark blood on the back of the knife, as if sucking flesh and blood, the blade of the knife was as thin as rice paper, and it was the same as the tip of a needle, he knew that he could no longer escape, but he was afraid that he would either die or be crippled if he went down with a knife.

He turned his body as hard as he could, but he couldn't avoid the scimitar, and he saw that a tuft of his long hair had been shaved off by the scimitar, and when he lowered his eyes, the scimitar stopped and slashed at him again...