Fiancee?

An unborn grandchild?

The soldiers' eyes wandered around the vicinity, and finally landed on Qing Ling, who had transformed into a man.

Belch......

Luo Yao pursed the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, waved his hand to withdraw the spell cast by Qing Ling, revealing her true face, and then grabbed her and said to the soldiers: "Shicai cast a small spell for the convenience of traveling. Otherwise," he looked down at the woman in his arms tenderly, "with the beauty of my fiancée, it is hard to guarantee that the wicked will not have evil thoughts." ”

The soldiers looked at Qingling and saw that although she was not as beautiful and charming as the demon women, she was indeed a stunning beauty.

In fact, even if she is an ugly girl, it is better than being a man......

Although His Majesty and the national teacher have always been cold and indifferent to this Baili Gongzi, His Majesty will not marry one day, and Jiuqiu will not have a second choice for the prince. The last person to inherit the throne and lead the demons is likely to be the Baili prince in front of him. Even though the people of Jiuqiu are open, everyone does not want the future prince to have some special habits, so they cut off the incense that the royal family is not very prosperous in the first place......

The soldier who had gone to deliver the message nodded his head, "Okay, I'll report again." ”

Qing Ling leaned on Luo Yao's arms with a stiff expression, gritted his teeth and said in a dumb voice: "Xiao Qi, don't go too far. ”

Luo Yao retracted his arms and hugged Qing Ling tighter, his lips slightly against her hair, and his voice contained a hint of a smile, "You promised to help me." ”

Qing Ling thought of Mu Chen, who was controlled by Luo Yao, so he could only grit his teeth and close his eyes and obediently cooperate.

Her cheeks leaned against Luo Yao's chest, rubbing against the delicate and soft brocade robe on his body, and her nose lingered with a man's unique crisp breath, and suddenly for a moment, she lost her mind.

If......

If Mu Chen also hugged himself like this......

The fragrance of Lan Zhi on his body spreads faintly over the sun and the moon......

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano, the undulating sound of the complex sound, the pearl and jade leaping lightly, linger into a whisper that is difficult to separate. Like a wild goose flying with two wings, soaring with wings, and never separated from each other again......

Qing Ling's heart was like a deer, but his body was no longer as tight as before, and his head buried in Luo Yao's arm turned slightly, and he subconsciously hid his blushing face.

Luo Yao's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move any more.

Through several layers of clothing, he could still feel the warm breath in the crook of his arm, shallow and warm, which made him feel nostalgic at the same time, but also a little unspeakably flustered.

The heart is beating like thunder, and the delirium is dizzy, a longing that has never been experienced in this life.

He moved his lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Senior sister......"

At this time, the soldiers at the gate of the palace suddenly knelt down in unison, with solemn expressions.

Luo Yao followed their gaze and looked behind him, and saw a Luan Yu hanging a purple Qiluo slowly approaching, surrounded by heavily armored samurai guards, and everywhere they passed, pedestrians all bowed down to salute.

Luan Yu stopped at the gate of the palace.

The person in the car slowly stretched out a hand, lifted the Qiluo curtain, and looked at Luo Yao coldly, "You're here again." ”

His voice was mellow and deep, but his tone was very mean, even a little mocking.

Luo Yao met the man's gaze and called, "Uncle." ”

Qing Ling came back to his senses, hurriedly propped himself away from Luo Yao's body, and turned his head to look behind him.

The man in the car was laughing coldly, but suddenly, the laughter stopped.

There was a long silence.

Then, the hand holding the gauze curtain began to tremble, and then tightly grasped the poor purple yarn, and pulled it down with a "z" sound!

The man in the car was dressed in a dark purple robe, and his long hair was like ink, untied, and held in place only by a purple forehead band. The appearance is very handsome, and under closer inspection, it seems to be a little similar to Luo Yao, but the fierce aura exuded from his body makes people dare not force him to look.

Jiuqiu National Teacher Luo Heng?

Qing Ling pondered in his heart, this person is the legendary big devil?

Not...... Why does it look a little different from what you imagined? Look...... Pretty handsome......

When her mind was fluttering, Luo Heng suddenly flew down from Luan Yu and hurried in her direction with vague steps.

Qing Ling subconsciously leaned towards Luo Yao, but was instantly enveloped by a tremendous force, and his body stood up involuntarily, and then was pulled to Luo Heng.

Luo Heng's eyes exuded a golden-red demonic light, his expression was sad and confused, but he revealed a strong emotion that was almost crazy, his clenched teeth trembled a little, and he slowly spit out two words: "Ah Luo......"

Qing Ling stared at Luo Heng's pair of demon pupils in horror, his mouth open, but he couldn't speak in horror.

Luo Heng reached out and grabbed Qing Ling's shoulders, and his trembling voice carried a hint of pleading, "Ah Luo, is it you?" You're back...... Don't you blame me? ”

Qing Ling had goosebumps, and finally came back to his senses, struggling to cry out: "Who is your Aluo?" I don't know you at all! Let me go! ”

She turned her head and shouted at Luo Yao, "Xiao Qi, tell your uncle to let go!" ”

Luo Yao had already stood up, but he was also stunned by everything in front of him, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Luo Heng's arm at this moment, "Uncle, she is my fiancée, please let her go." ”

"Fiancée? Yours? ”

Luo Heng's eyes suddenly had a murderous aura.

He laughed in a dark voice, his laughter was wanton and arrogant, and then he turned his head to look at Luo Yao, and said word by word: "Ah Luo is mine, no one can take it away!" ”

Before the words fell, his right palm suddenly swung out, rolling up countless dust on the ground, and quickly condensed into a dense needle array that made people unable to open their eyes, shooting straight towards Luo Yao.

Luo Yao's body jumped up, and at the same time, he unsealed the Xuanting Sword and gathered qi as a shield, intercepting most of the earth needles that attacked. He reacted quickly and quickly, but the force of that blow was really rare in his life, and several needles that slipped through the net still cut through his robe and neck, and blood immediately dripped down.

Luo Heng was obviously not satisfied with this result, and waved his palm to raise the dust again, and his strength was even more fierce than the previous time. The surroundings are like steaming gray waves that cover the sky and the sun, ready to rise, just waiting to pounce.

Qing Ling took advantage of Luo Heng's wave of his palm, suddenly lowered his body, turned around and rushed to Luo Yao's side.

"Your uncle is a madman! A veritable devil! ”

I actually thought he was good just now, but he was really blind!

She tugged at Luo Yao's arm, "Let's go!" ”

The Xuan Ting in Luo Yao's hand sensed a powerful demonic power and trembled violently, stirring up layers of qi waves. Luo Yao didn't dare to move, concentrating on controlling it with all his might, knowing that if he was negligent, he would be swallowed by Xuan Ting's sword qi.

The surrounding passers-by and the soldiers guarding the palace gate had already squatted on the ground in fright, and only the heavily armored warriors guarding Luan Yu were still standing straight, as if they were used to seeing the national teacher go crazy.

With a "squeak", the tall palace door was opened from the inside, and a woman in a gorgeous costume wearing a hat hurriedly walked out surrounded by her entourage.

"Stop!" She shouted.

Luo Heng stared sadly at Qing Ling, who had hid beside Luo Yao, but he had already withdrawn the strength in his palm.

His gaze was momentary, his lips were closed, as if he was muttering something to himself, but it was faintly inaudible.

The Xuanting Sword also gradually quieted down, and Luo Yao concentrated his mind and resealed it into his palm. He turned around, looked hesitantly and expectantly at the woman in the gorgeous dress who was surrounded by everyone, and a word came to his lips, but he didn't dare to shout it.

The woman said a few words to the left and right, then stepped forward to caress Luo Heng's arm and whispered a few words to him. Luo Heng's expression slowly dimmed, and the murderous aura in his eyes gradually disappeared.

An attendant stepped forward and saluted Luo Yao and Qing Ling, "Please come with me." ”

After speaking, he led the two of them towards the palace gate.

Qing Ling's heart palpitated, and he glanced back in Luo Heng's direction step by step, confirming that he didn't follow, so he quickened his pace and quickly followed the palace.

After passing through the three tall palace gates, an extremely wide palace appeared in front of him. The staircase and the main body of the palace are built of hard Jinhai stone, and the brown color has a strange pattern, and there is an indescribable strange feeling when viewed from a distance.

The internal structure of the palace is also peculiar, and it is divided into two parts: above ground and underground. Qing Ling and Luo Yao followed behind the attendants, sometimes walking up the stone steps, sometimes going down. The light in the room alternates between bright and dark, sometimes the daylight from the outside, and the other only flickering candlelight......

Qing Ling muttered: "I said Xiao Qi, if you really inherit the throne of Jiuqiu in the future, you will have to live in this gloomy palace!" It's horrible! Plus your devil's uncle, there's enough for you! ”

Luo Yao was a little unusually silent along the way, but when he heard this, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry for making you frightened today." But I believe that my uncle has no ill will towards you, but he has mistaken you for someone else. In fact, he is not as cold-blooded and ruthless as the rumors say, let alone a demon. ”

Qing Ling stopped, raised his hand and pulled Luo Yao's collar, "Not a bad person?" Look at him, he's scratched your neck! So much blood was shed! Who would put such a heavy hand on the people in their own family? ”

Luo Yao's eyes flashed with a joking look, "Not necessarily. On the first day I arrived in Chongwu, I was beaten by my own senior sister and bloodied. ”

"You!" Qing Ling gestured with his fingers and made a fierce gesture to poke Luo Yao's wound.

Luo Yao grabbed Qing Ling's finger and smiled sincerely, "You should think like this, it is precisely because my uncle is not as cold-blooded and ruthless as rumored that he will mistake you for an old friend." ”

Qing Ling pursed his lips, "His demon pupils scared me to death, if I were really that Ah Luo, I would have escaped far away!" ”

Luo Yao's eyes smiled, and he silently let go of Qing Ling's fingers.