"In the Star Picking War, although the Immortal Sect led by Xingling Mountain won the victory and drove those monsters back, it was actually a civil strife in their ancient beast lineage. Qiushui's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't feel any emotional fluctuations.

Hongyi propped his head with his hands and looked intently into her eyes, not knowing if it was an illusion, but the red scales on his hands became dim.

Qiushui pushed the wine jar aside and asked him curiously.

"What are you going to do?

The red coat waved his hand in a daze.

"Not going?"

He was a little anxious, and he put on a more powerful position.

"Naturally, I'm going!"

The corners of Qiushui's mouth raised a beautiful arc, and he smiled playfully, "Aren't you afraid that as she said, your life will be difficult to protect?"

"Don't be afraid. ”

"Okay, in that case, I'll help you think about how you can re-enter Xingling Mountain," Qiu Guozhen lowered his head and thought seriously with a serious expression.

She was so focused on her thoughts that Reddress leaned her head over and didn't pay attention.

"Huh?" Qiushui seemed to have an answer, and suddenly raised his head and met the young man's focused eyes directly, "You scared me!"

The young man's warm breath mixed with the smell of wine blew on her forehead, and the inexplicable warmth made her swallow her saliva a little involuntarily, and quickly distracted her attention.

Hongyi didn't flinch, looking straight at her, her starry eyes were also very tender under the influence of alcohol.

Qiushui inadvertently glanced at his focused eyes, his face flushed involuntarily, and his breathing became shorter.

"Red?" Qiushui saw that he didn't move, and shouted tentatively, with a little coquettishness in his shy tone.

Hongyi still didn't speak, and slowly stood up, his red eyes were a little unnatural, and the cold murderous aura continued to emanate, forcing Qiushui to retreat at a loss.

"What's wrong with you, red?" Qiushui's face turned red, and he retreated to the stone wall.

She looked at the red clothes in front of her who seemed to be out of control, and she didn't know what to do, but just as she hesitated, her hand covered with red scales suddenly attacked and slammed against the wall.

Qiushui was a little helpless to drill into the empty space next to her, but another hand filled her sight, forcing her to retreat helplessly.

Between the four eyes, the heartbeats of the two were extremely clear.

Qiushui was surprised to find that he was tightly surrounded by red clothes, and his heartbeat became more and more violent.

The handsome face of the young man was only an inch away from her, and even a little closer would have a skin touch.

The crimson color on Qiushui's beautiful face became more and more intense, spreading all the way to the base of her ears.

Hongyi inadvertently saw her red lips like cherry blossoms, delicate, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his heart skipped a beat, he carefully admired the shy woman in front of him who was trapped by his arrogance.

"You're not afraid of me?" asked the red-clothed voice in a magnetic voice.

"What are you afraid of?" Qiushui swallowed his saliva, nervous and shy.

"You don't understand?" the red shirt licked his lips playfully.

Qiushui nervously covered her breasts.

"I'm a monster. ”

"......" Qiushui was stunned.

"Ahh

......

Tonight was a particularly sultry night, and even the wind in the air was a little warmer.

"It hurts!" Hongyi covered her head with a faint ache, complaining to her.

"Well deserved. Qiushui rolled her eyes angrily.

"It's not early, you go back to rest first, and I'll tell you the way to go to Xingling Mountain tomorrow. Qiushui said to himself, but he took down a jar of wine again.

"Okay. At this time, the red clothes lost their previous coercion, and they were getting closer and closer to him before.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Qiushui was the only one left in the huge teahouse.

The wine was cold in his throat, and Qiushui frowned.

She didn't pause, swallowing cup after cup, but there was a bit more banter in her eyes.

Was it just emotional? She smiled stupidly, as shy as if mocking.

......

Three minutes into the night.

Outside Chang'an City, the mountains and forests are full of wind and rain, and the piercing thunder is accompanied by lightning, and a unique dialogue unfolds in such bad weather.

"Who are you?" the old voice was full of vicissitudes, and the vigilance continued to spread.

In front of him, a black-robed man suddenly appeared and stopped his way.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, can't you even smell my breath? ”

"It's you, and you dare to come to me?" he yelled and pounced before he could speak.

The man didn't dodge, and still stood straight in place.

Suddenly, a terrifying flash of lightning slashed through the dark sky, and the blinding white light made him lose his mind.

"I'm not here to fight you today," the man said unhurriedly, looking at the hundred ghosts in front of him who were bound in the light prison.

A huge roar kept coming from it, but the powerful coercion of the beast couldn't affect the man in front of him.

"You're stronger, but I'm going to kill you one day!" The red eyes of the hundred ghosts stared at the man, as if they would tear him apart at the first opportunity.

The man didn't refute, took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it over.

"Make a deal, you help me solve this matter, and I will help you find her soul. ”

"Why should I trust you, no one in this world knows you better than me!" Hyakki did not intend to accept his conditions, and let the jade pendant fall into the water.

"Whatever you want. The man spread his hands, and the playful tone made Hyakki even angrier.

As soon as the words fell, the man had no intention of continuing to consume, and turned around to leave.

"If you don't kill me this time, I will definitely tear you to pieces next time!"

He paused, patiently listened to the provocation of the hundred ghosts, and did not respond again.

......

Not far from here, between the rock faces, a raised boulder forms a plane on which to stand.

"Lord, you just believe that he will agree to make a deal with you?" asked the clear female voice in confusion.

"You see, Qingya, that those who are at the end of their rope will take risks because they have no other way. It was the black-robed man from before who spoke.

"What about the two people over there in Chang'an?" the woman reminded carefully.

"He'll take care of it, and when he gets that thing, he'll take him with him, it's useless after all. The man's flat tone revealed an invisible ruthlessness.

"Let's go, it's time to go back. ”

"Yes, Lord. ”

As soon as they left, the hundred ghosts who broke free from the light prison collapsed to the ground weakly, but the fatigue did not seem to come from the body, and an inexplicable aura of sorrow and weakness seemed even more desperate in the already dark night.

I don't know how long it took, he got up, grabbed the jade pendant he left before, and turned around and walked to the depths of the mountain forest, like a wounded giant beast embarrassed, but still full of murderous aura.

......

In the dark, the red clothes frowned, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

......

The New Year's Day is approaching, and Chang'an Street is also very lively.

Colorful flags and red flags are hung high, and all around are large and small shops made of blue bricks and green tiles. The sound of selling is particularly pleasing on the stone pavement where people come and go, and the long Qinshui River has colorful lanterns and sails beating gongs and drums from time to time, which seems to respond to the admiring gaze on the ancient bridge.

"Sui, Chang'an at this time is really lively!" a gentle male voice came.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Following the voice, a handsome young man who looked eighteen or nineteen years old was leaning on the inside of the door of a simply decorated inn. Wrapped in red clothes and black silk, starry eyes and jade eyebrows, a little high and cold faintly revealed tenderness and affinity.

"Uninteresting. ”

At the sandalwood table behind him, the woman gently blew away the heat slowly wafting from the teacup, and replied without any mood fluctuations.

"You better think about the task given to us by the 'Emperor' first. The woman's eyelashes twitched slightly, and she glanced out the door a few times before looking away.

The young man in red seemed to have long been accustomed to her tone, and still greeted her excitedly and selflessly.

The woman didn't seem to bear to interrupt his interest any longer, and quietly sipped the fragrant tea.

After a long time, the young man in red was a little tired, turned around and sat down with her, and then also beckoned Xiao Er to a cup of hot tea.

The hot air slowly floated up like the mist of the early morning, and soon dissolved in mid-air.

Through the rising mist, the boy looked carefully at the quiet and elegant woman of the same age in front of him. She is dressed in a golden curved skirt with a gold silk soft cigarette, a white sash waist, and a clean sleeve with complex and delicate paintings. On the woman's delicate face, her eyes are clear, her eyebrows are trimmed and her nose is raised, the pear vortex on the side of the jaw is faintly revealed, and her gestures reveal an elegant and agile temperament from time to time, but it is a little incompatible with this humble inn.

"What are you staring at me?" the woman noticed his gaze and asked lightly in some puzzlement, her tone full of tenderness.

"I'm thinking, why is the eldest lady who usually loses her temper so quiet today?" the young man in red raised his eyebrows and teased.

"Superficial. The woman was not angry, it was still everyone's beautiful tone.

"Hey, I don't believe you're going to be able to keep pretending like this. ”

The woman didn't answer, chuckling softly, as if mocking but still pleasing it.

"Spike, you have a leaf on your head, and a gnat crawling on it. ”

"Sui, Wang Er, who sells meat at the corner of the street, said that you are not a lady at all. ”

"And oh, Zhang Xiaomang, who was taught by you before, said that you were a tigress. ”

......

The woman was still indifferent in the face of his various difficulties and provocations, and sipped the tea in the cup, as if smiling.

"Vulgar people, rude and vulgar. ”

The young man in red suddenly stopped, and looked at the fake woman in front of him with a wicked smile.

"Sui," he said word by word, "you're fat again." ”

"Red!" Sui couldn't hold back any longer, and all the warm tea that he had just swallowed in his mouth squirted out, instantly raising his voice, and the sudden loudness frightened everyone around him.

"yes, that's the Spike I know. Hongyi wiped the tea from his face, and smiled with satisfaction without being angry, and as soon as the words fell, he seemed to have a premonition that he was hesitant to get up.

"I see your skin is itchy again, right?" the woman at this time rolled up her sleeves and stepped on the wooden bench with one foot, her apricot eyes wide and gritted her teeth.

"Don't don't, sister, I'm wrong, I'm kidding!"

He couldn't hold back a smile and kept explaining and comforting Spike.

"You're not fat, you're not fat at all, I really don't lie to you......"

Suddenly, he jerked to his feet, threw his legs and ran out into the street.

"You're not fat, you're round, haha. ”

As soon as Spike was about to sit down, a burst of laughter like a silver bell came, and instantly ignited her again.

"Red-clothes!"

The already lively Chang'an Avenue is a little more fun at the moment, the handsome and lively young man in red quickly walks through the crowd, and from time to time he also taunts and jokes, and behind him, a beautiful woman dressed elegantly and beautifully runs and scolds like a shrew, and in an instant, the two of them accidentally became the object of heated discussion in people's mouths.

......

"Sui!" suddenly sounded an exclamation, so frightened that Xiaobai fell out of bed, and crawled to stabilize his body.

"Whew——!"

Only then did Hongyi come back to his senses, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Is this the memory of a hundred ghosts? and mine? He sat down in surprise, his eyes involuntarily revealing a touch of sadness.

Just as he was stunned, the demon knife on the side was buzzing.