Chapter 90: A Trip to the Underworld

Mo Yanchuan's eyebrows were deep, "Xiao Qi, you should know what I'm for, you don't have to pull Yao Ji into it." ”

Rong Yuan snorted lightly: "Don't talk so much, since you want to fight, then follow me." ”

Mo Yanchuan looked at his back, sighed, and followed, today's battle is inevitable.

"Rongyuan!"

The woman's delicate and gentle voice came from behind her, and Rong Yuan paused, and his body stiffened.

Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Mo Yanchuan looked at her and said, "Yao Ji? What are you doing here? ”

Zhao Yao Jilian moved lightly and walked to Mo Yanchuan's side, "Your Highness, the concubine originally planned to go to the neighborhood to find something, but I heard people talking about it, saying that you are here in the Linhua Palace, so I came." It's just this Qingran girl, is she dead? ”

As soon as she came in, she saw Gu Qingran, who was covered in blood, lying on the bed with a pale face, and couldn't move, she only felt that the depression in her heart dissipated in an instant at this time, followed by indescribable happiness.

He's dead....... Very good, there is no longer a threat to her if she dies, she thought that it would be good to wait for her to return to the mortal world, but she didn't expect her to die.

For her, it is natural that death is more desirable to her.

A woman's sixth sense has always been precise.

She also faintly saw that this Gu Qingran seemed to be a little different to Mo Yanchuan.

And the truth is just as she thought, this woman is dead, and he still wants to make a move on Rong Yuan for her.

It seems that she underestimated the weight of this woman in Mo Yanchuan's heart.

"Rong Yuan, Your Highness is your elder brother, you have the same blood in your body, why bother to fight for a lowly mortal? If the fox king found out, he would be furious. ”

Mo Yanchuan could not be Rong Yuan's opponent.

Rong Yuan was born to the fox queen.

The fox queen is a nine-tailed fox clan, and she is born with spiritual power in her body, and her usual cultivation is twice as effective as that of her peers of other clans.

The two are only a few years apart.

If Mo Yanchuan was a thousand years older than Rong Yuan, he might be able to fight.

But now, he will definitely lose.

No matter what, she must prevent him from confronting Rong Yuan.

In case the two of them fight at that time, Rong Yuan will be ruthless, and the result will not be what she wants to see.

Mo Yanchuan is not only her husband, but also her beloved, and it is impossible for her to watch him get hurt like this.

Her whole mind was on Mo Yanchuan, but she didn't notice that from the moment she entered and exited the door, Rong Yuan's eyes had been falling on her, and she had never left for half a minute.

He watched her nervously protect Mo Yanchuan behind him, lest he would hurt him, even after many years, his heart that had calmed down still couldn't help but be a little sour.

Although there are many women who follow him behind Rong Yuan, there is no one among these people who can get his sincerity.

She is the only one who ...... Zhao Yaoji.

It was the first person he liked when he was young, when he first fell in love.

It is also the woman who has moved his heart alone so far and will hold it in his hands.

He had thought that she would marry him and become the wife he was marrying.

And he also promised her that when he became an adult, he would definitely marry her into the door and make her his only concubine.

Obviously, she agreed.

As a result, in the end, she turned around and married Mo Yanchuan, his brother.

Those so-called promises, the so-called past, are just a passing moment.

The tormenting and grieving past is long gone.

Now that he saw her again, he didn't feel anything in his heart anymore.

It's just that in the end, it was the woman he had once been tempted by, and the moment he saw her, his heart would be a little rippling, but it was just fleeting.

She was still beautiful, or even more so, and her face could make almost all men in this world obsessed and crazy.

Just like him at the beginning, was he dizzy?

But today's Rong Yuan is no longer the simple and innocent teenager he was at that time very early.

At present, the beauty has long been like water.

"Yaoji, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's between the two of us."

"Rong Yuan, no matter what, I will never let the two of you fight."

"Your Highness......"

Zhao Yaoji's watery eyes were full of melancholy, and she looked at him with a serious expression, "Rong Yuan is right, at that time, Gu Qingran was willing to go to the Linhua Hall to serve him, and you yourself agreed, then she is now a person from the Linhua Palace, whether she lives or dies, naturally has nothing to do with us." ”

"Your Highness, don't worry about this matter, presumably Rong Yuan knows it in his own heart, and he will definitely not treat Miss Qingran badly."

Mo Yanchuan frowned, "Yaoji, you go back to the Cloud Hall first." ”

Zhao Yaoji stood still in place, "Unless His Royal Highness first promised the concubine that he would not fight this battle with Rong Yuan, otherwise ......"

The coldness in Mo Yanchuan's eyes fell instantly.

What Zhao Yaoji said after coming in was full of loopholes, how could he really listen to it.

Ever since he left the Cloud Palace, he had already noticed that someone was following him.

It's just that at that time, all he was thinking about was whether Gu Qingran had an accident, so he didn't care about him anymore.

Unexpectedly, the person who followed him turned out to be Zhao Yaoji.

At this moment, he only felt that this woman, who had been with him for hundreds of years, was a little strange.

He had never done such a thing before.

But now, he was too suspicious of what he said.

Zhao Yaoji bit her lip and looked at him stubbornly, "Your Highness, all in all, in this matter, the concubine will never give in." ”

Mo Yanchuan's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and the anger in his eyes was not hidden.

When Zhao Yaoji saw him like this, her eyes turned red instantly, her hands pulled the handkerchief, she couldn't stop the jealousy in her heart, but her face was still soft and weak: "If His Royal Highness must fight with Rong Yuan, you can, then pass the concubine first, and you can win the concubine first." ”

"Yao Ji...... ”

Mo Yanchuan was both angry and surprised, he never thought that Zhao Yaoji, who had always been reasonable, would be the first person to jump out against him in this matter.

But even so, he wouldn't do anything with Zhao Yaoji.

After all, Zhao Yaoji's original intention was actually for his good.

Now is the time when the heir to the throne is the most controversial, and he and Rong Yuan, one is the son of the fox queen, and the other is the fox king's favorite child.

The two of them are the most talked about of all.

As long as the news of his fight with Rong Yuan is spread today, those brothers who have a dispute with them will definitely take this opportunity to exaggerate the matter, and it may even be rumored that he will automatically come to the door to find trouble for the sake of the throne.

Zhao Yaoji saw that Mo Yanchuan was a little swaying, and she was overjoyed, stepped forward, and whispered in his ear: "Even if Your Highness really wants to take away Miss Qingran's body, you can also think of other ways." But as long as you do it with him in this Linhua Palace, it will be you who will not take advantage of it. Others don't know, His Highness should always have a number in his heart, he has waited for so long, and finally waited for such an opportunity, Your Highness, please think twice! ”

To say that Zhao Yaoji's voice is not heavy, but Rong Yuan's cultivation is much higher than her, and the words she said have entered Rong Yuan's ears word for word.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

In her heart, he must be a despicable and shameless person.

There is nothing like Mo Yanchuan, the benevolent and righteous king.

But so what, he Rongyuan originally disdained to be a good person who was nothing.

How can those who achieve great things have a merciful heart?

According to Mo Yanchuan's temperament, if he really became the new king of the spirit world, the status of the spirit world in the demon world would definitely drop greatly.

What's more, the throne was originally his, and he should be the legitimate heir, if anyone who doesn't want to fight with him, then we have to see if he agrees.

"Yao Ji Niangniang said this, since you think this is a bureau set up by this king, then okay, there is no need to fight this battle today, this king thought about it, Yao Ji Niangniang is right, she is a lowly mortal, she is a lowly mortal, for her to fight, to be known, it is really inappropriate, when the time comes to be known by the people of the entire demon world, it is not good to laugh and talk after cooking. Since the sixth brother cares about her so much, this king is simply an adult, you can take her away. ”

Rong Yuan's posture is long and straight, standing by the door, the sunlight outside the house spills in, shining on his body, as if he has crossed a layer of gold for him, and the beauty is like a picture.

Outside the house, the leaves rustle and the breeze blows.

Before leaving, he turned his back to Mo Yanchuan and said slowly: "Sixth brother, although this king can't save her, but I still come and go in and out of the underworld at will, your mind, you might as well let me run and help you tell her." ”

In this way, she also deserved to die. If she knew that she wasn't unrequited, she would be very happy. ”

When Rong Yuan said those things out, Zhao Yaoji only felt ashamed, saying bad things about people behind people's backs, and he said them directly.

But when she heard the rest of the words he said when he left, the shame in her heart instantly turned into jealousy.

Even Rong Yuan saw his thoughts, and said that he cared about the slut, and her unreasonable sense of uneasiness was actually not unreasonable.

She also knew that Rong Yuan deliberately said these words to answer her, but she still listened to it.

Back then, it was she who failed Rong Yuan.

But at that time, she really liked Rong Yuan, but later she met Mo Yanchuan.

Only then did she look directly into her heart and found that she only liked Rong Yuan, not love.

Hundreds of years have passed, and she always thinks that those rights and wrongs at the beginning will naturally dissipate with the passage of time.

Unexpectedly, he still complained about her.

"Your Highness, since Rong Yuan has agreed, then let the concubine handle the affairs of Miss Qingran, don't worry, I will definitely help her with a beautiful funeral."

No matter how big the threat Gu Qingran is, he is already a dead man now.

In this way, she doesn't need to hold on to it anymore, it is better to be generous, and she can also change the impression that has deteriorated in His Highness's heart.

Zhao Yaoji has always been a smart and scheming woman, and she knows what to do is best for herself.

As she expected, after Mo Yanchuan listened to her words, he really eased up a lot, his tone was no longer cold, and he said in a low and clear voice: "Yaoji, I will go to the underworld now, and you can help me bring her body back to the Cloud Hall first, and put it on the thousand-year-old ice bed in my room." ”

Zhao Yaoji's fingernails pinched the tender flesh in the palm of her hand fiercely, but her face asked quietly: "Your Highness, what do you want...... Bring her back to life? ”

Mo Yanchuan's gaze stayed on Gu Qingran's pale face, nodded invisibly, and said, "That's right, I have a lot of responsibility for her death, no matter what, I must save her back." ”

"......"

The jealousy in Zhao Yaoji's heart was already full and about to overflow, but she still had to keep her face and maintain a gentle and decent image in Mo Yanchuan's heart, and after thinking about it again and again, she opened her mouth and persuaded: "Even if Your Highness goes to the underworld, what use can it be?" The Abyss will never give you a dead soul. ”

Mo Yanchuan pursed his lips, his eyebrows were cold, and he slowly spoke: "No matter what, there are always no absolutes, I'll try it first." Yaoji, I'll leave it to you, help me take care of her. ”

Zhao Yaoji looked sideways at Gu Qingran, who had long since lost her breath, her eyes were like poison, and she wanted to destroy her body immediately, but Mo Yanchuan was still there, and her hostility towards her couldn't be too obvious.

She knew that Mo Yanchuan would definitely not gain anything from going to the underworld this time, the character of this person in the Abyss, no one in the Three Realms knew about it, no one knew it, and it was an extremely difficult master to speak, and Mo Yanchuan had no intersection with him on weekdays, let alone a deep friendship.

If it is replaced by Rongyuan, there may be some hope.

Thinking of this, her heart was also relieved, at least he couldn't bring back the soul of that slut, so she didn't have to hang a heart, afraid that her return would endanger her status.

"Your Highness rest assured, since you care about it, then Yaoji will naturally not let her have any loss, but His Highness will go to the underworld alone, please be careful, if the Abyss is not willing to give you the soul, Your Highness should not be far-fetched."

Mo Yanchuan smiled at Zhao Yaoji, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart, you don't have to worry too much." ”

......

"Your Highness, will the Sixth Highness really go to the underworld for a mortal?"

The moon slave looked up at the man lying on the branch of the trunk.

Rong Yuan held his head in his hands, closed his eyes, and a little starlight shone through the dense pile of leaves and shone on him.

His face was obscured by the begonia flowers that had grown from the begonia tree, and when he moved, he could see only half of his face.

Compared with the blooming begonia flowers, it is even more beautiful, which really reflects the sentence that people are more beautiful than flowers.

The wind rises, the leaves rattle, and the petals of the begonia flowers fall one by one.