In the summer, the sun shines brightly and the temperature is just right.

The tip of the pen was stained with ink, and the young man put the brush on the inkstone, shook the letter paper with the ink not dried, and handed it to Ye Qinzhu.

In the tone of Yang Qingtan, it sincerely praised Li Zhichu's excellence, accurately conveyed the admiration of the three princes for him, and eagerly expressed the idea of inviting him to come here for a gathering.

If the person in front of him pretended to be a guest of the Three Princes, he could use the name of the Three Princes so boldly, I am afraid that he would have a great friendship with the Three Princes.

Ye Qinzhu sealed the envelope and handed it to Tinglan.

Ting Lan smiled coquettishly, turned around and sent someone to the inn where Li Chuchu lived to deliver the letter.

When Li Chuchu received this letter, he was ecstatic, thinking that he could finally get through the hard work for many days, so he spent a tael of silver to buy a high-end brocade robe, and came to Tianxianglou with great interest according to the time written in the letter.

The shopkeeper of Tianxiang Lou knew this man, although his last credit account had not been settled, but now it was not as good as before, and he respectfully welcomed Li Zhichu to the private room on the second floor.

Li Chuchu entered the door and was about to make a move, but his body froze in place on the spot.

The room was fragrant and smoky.

Song Wenxuan stood by the window, with his back to Li Zhichu.

"Brother Song?" Li Zhichu couldn't help but wonder, "What about the third prince?"

"What the Three Princes. Song Wenxuan sneered and turned his head, "I wasted a lot of energy, but I can be regarded as asking you out." ”

Li Zhichu's eyebrows were twisted together, and he asked in a cold voice: "Song Wenxuan, do you know that pretending to be a royal family is a big crime? You can't take Siniang out of the Qinglou yourself, don't detain the crime on my head." ”

Perhaps it was because the sun was too dazzling, Song Wenxuan's face suddenly distorted in Li Zhichu's eyes.

The incense in the furnace burned even more vigorously, and the curling green smoke was piled up as if to devour the two of them.

"So, what happened to Siniang in Qinglou, and she has been waiting for you, do you know?"

"Even if you don't know, you can imagine it. Li Zhichu pulled the brocade clothes on his body irritably, resenting that he had spent the only money without investigating clearly, "Then a girl's family ran to the capital and embarrassed her." So didn't I ask you to pick her up? ”

"She doesn't want to go, she wants you to pick her up. ”

"Money, she can give out, you don't have to worry about ......"

"Stop!" Li Zhichu raised his hand and interrupted Song Wenxuan's chatter, "Think about it, how can a woman run from Xiangyang to the capital and join the Qinglou again, how can this body still be clean? Besides, I am now a new science and technology jinshi, and I have picked up a woman who has not known the way to come back, and it is inevitable that I will be tongue-in-cheek." ”

"So, you don't count the mountain alliances and sea oaths in your hometown?"

"I said Brother Song, why do you care about me today?" Li Zhichu said impatiently, "You were the one who proposed to help me ask Siniang at the beginning, and now you are the one who wants to persuade me to save Siniang."

Brother Song, I know that you love Siniang, and I will make it clear today. Siniang, I don't want it anymore, let her sink into fireworks, or raise eyebrows with you, you choose for yourself. ”

The smoke seemed to be saturated to a certain extent, and the whole room was chaotic.

Li Chuchu sensed that something was wrong, and just as he wanted to exit the room, the door of the room was slammed open.

A girl in green stood outside the door, raising her hand and sprinkling a handful of water on Li Zhichu's face.

When Li Chuchu woke up, the smoke disappeared, and the girl still looked at him with a smile.

Behind the girl, there was a man with a painful expression.

Li Zhichu turned his head in surprise, and sat down on the edge of the window and saw the girl in red weeping.

The woman who is as delicate as a flower is not who Chen Siniang is.

"Well, now the truth is out. ”

The girl in green clapped her hands in celebration, stood between Li Zhichu and Siniang, and asked Siniang with a smile: "Girl, what else do you have to worry about now?" ”

Tinglan really has everything, and he can even take out incense that is infused with spiritual power to create a specific illusion.

Where did this incense come from? How to mix it? Ye Qinzhu stared at the half-burned incense burner, and unconsciously made up the idea of looking for a pharmacist.

Chen Siniang's tears fell like beads with broken threads, splashing on her bright red clothes.

Her gaze skimmed over Li Zhichu, and then swept over Song Wenxuan, locked in the gap between the two well-dressed beasts.

"Li Lang, you are treacherous. ”

"Song Wenxuan, you take advantage of the danger of others,"

She couldn't shed tears anymore and looked at the two of them stupidly. and the girl who stepped forward.

"Alright, you've got your wish, pack your bags and go back. ”

Ye Qinzhu stretched out his hand to Chen Siniang, ready to leave with this innocent girl.

A shadow swept through her eyes and vanished through the window.

Song Wenxuan let out a miserable scream, rushed forward like crazy, and tried to pull Chen Siniang, who jumped off Tianxiang Building.

Ye Qinzhu's spiritual power burst out from the palm of his hand, trying to catch the falling Siniang.

Although a five-star spirit master can transform spiritual power into a tangible solid, he can't twist it into a rope and control it freely like a seven-star spirit master, and Siniang's behavior was beyond her expectations, so she didn't have time in the end.

The back of Chen Siniang's head smashed on the ground, splashing a splash of blood.

There was a lot of discussion downstairs in Tianxiang, and she screamed at the sudden appearance of the corpse.

Li Zhichu stood at the door in a daze, and his eyes suddenly flashed the scenes that happened in Xiangyang City when he was a teenager.

There are scenes of Siniang.

Song Wenxuan's eyes protruded, and the green tendons on his hands burst out. He felt that his heart was on fire, and he urgently needed to vent his nameless fire.

A frowning girl stood beside her, and he swung his fist at her.

Ye Qinzhu was startled, and was about to block, but he felt that the spiritual power in his body was chaotic and disorderly, scurrying around in his petite body.

She is not a cold-blooded person after all, although she clearly saw through the essence of the three of them from the perspective of a bystander before, her heart was still greatly shaken when Siniang jumped off the building.

The husband is greater than the sky, and the love is wider than the earth. Ordinary women represented by Siniang all live humbly with such thoughts?

The girl's palm barely formed a barrier, and she was beaten back a few steps by an ordinary person like Song Wenxuan.

"Wu Yong. ”

Two people appeared at the door, and with the young man's order, the man in black rushed towards Song Wenxuan like an arrow.

But Ye Qinzhu's speed was faster than him.

After taking the first blow, the spiritual power in her body seemed to have found a breakthrough point, and the spiritual power accumulated by refining various spiritual grasses and spiritual things on weekdays all exploded at this moment.

When she slapped that palm, the spiritual power in her body was constantly consumed and replenished. The railing between the five and six stars was faintly loosened, and it was finally broken through by spiritual power.

When Song Wenxuan vomited blood and fell to the window, the spiritual power in Ye Qinzhu's body began to wander in an orderly manner throughout his body in a new way.

Ye Qinzhu has always felt that ascending to the star requires more than just enough spiritual power, and now she has a vague concept.

The so-called ascending star is actually to adjust the direction of spiritual power, which requires the consumption and replenishment of spiritual power at the same time.

This condition is easier to trigger in battle, but not everyone is as powerless as Song Wenxuan, and in the fight with the spirit master, a slight distraction from her is enough to be deadly.

Wu Yong saw that she was fine, so he took his hand. Ye Qinzhu hid her thoughts in her heart, and nodded at the young man who helped her as usual.

"Thank you. ”

The boy was stunned and leaned against the door frame, not paying attention to her.

Ye Qinzhu stepped forward slightly curiously, tentatively stretching out his hand and waving it in front of his eyes.

The gaze moved stiffly, the young man lowered his head, and looked at her in a daze for a moment, Ye Qinzhu suddenly felt a heat on his face.

A mouthful of warm blood sprayed on her face.