"The imperial city is too cold, so what story does Miss Zhu have, to warm up the capital?"

"Story?" Today's Ye Qinzhu has a lot of words.

She stood in the room with her hands behind her back, tilting her head to look at the one meter of sunlight shining into the room.

"I have a story here, and it just so happens that I have wine, so I might as well tell it to you. ”

Ye Qinzhu began to tell the story of a girl who was not stained with dust.

From the verdict that she met an unladylike person, to the two girls who broke into the mansion of Wu Guo for her to make a big fuss, and then to her becoming the high priest, Shi Shiran came to Moqin Courtyard.

After that, there was turmoil in the capital, and the soldiers were in chaos.

"The Heavenly Dao of this world has changed a lot because of the high priest of Ning Kingdom. Han Tang said.

Because of Ye Qinzhu's move, his face that was almost defeated finally eased a little.

Then, Han Tang stretched out his finger and pointed at her, then at himself, and teased:

"But it's a pity that your destiny and mine have not been affected. ”

Regardless of whether the high priest invited the gods or not, Ye Qinzhu would be killed by Yuan Ning, and his body would enter the Canghe Seal.

And no matter what the high priest did, Han Tang's life, and the death he was about to face, could not be changed.

Ye Qinzhu sighed lightly and acquiesced to Han Tang's answer.

As he said, whether the gods came or not had nothing to do with her, Jue.

After saying so much in one breath, Ye Qinzhu's joy that was almost overflowing in her chest finally subsided slightly, and when her emotions returned to normal, she couldn't squeeze out anything to say to Han Tang.

She turned quietly and walked out of the room in the same quiet as she had come.

She came and went, and Han Tang didn't stop her.

When her figure completely disappeared from Han Tang's eyes, Han Tang's hand unconsciously raised and pressed his chest.

The heart doesn't seem to hurt so much.

After that, Ye Qinzhu seemed to be silent a lot.

When Han Tang found her again the next day, Ye Qinzhu was still dressed in men's clothes and was about to walk into the room.

"Miss Zhu, how unwell are you?"

Ye Qinzhu turned her head and saw the door of the room next to her open, and the people in the crack of the door looked at her with a trace of worry on their faces.

After all, if you calculate the time, it is not far from the Gu worm breaking the shell.

"I'm healthy, what discomfort can I have?" Ye Qinzhu walked forward and raised his eyebrows in retort.

After speaking, she didn't give Han Tang a chance to reply, and immediately closed the door when she turned around.

As soon as she took a step into her room, she retched and bent over with her hands on the table.

Ye Qinzhu's throat seemed to have a feather tickling, stimulating her to open her mouth.

After a few vomits, her vision regained clarity.

A clump of insect eggs, mixed with her saliva, stuck to the ground, shocking.

Ye Qinzhu's pupils shrank, she stretched out her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the insect eggs hanging on her fingertips in a daze.

On the fifteenth, it came.

The Gu worm planted by Han Lu broke out of its shell.

She looked at the slimy mass in disgust, but she had to open her mouth again and vomit with pleasure.

When the feeling of heaviness in her abdomen disappeared, she dragged her body out of the room and went straight to Han Yu's room.

Han Yu is not in it.

Ye Qinzhu took a light breath, turned around and walked out of the inn.

Han Yu knew this Gu Dan better than himself, it was clear that when the time came, Han Tang didn't come to her.

He didn't come to her, she was the only one who did.

She took out the bamboo flute, and the spiritual power stored in it converged into a gathering net and spread all over the city.

There are many spirit masters in Slippery City, but there are only eight star spirit masters, and there is only one Han Yu.

After a while, Ye Qinzhu captured the unfamiliar spiritual power.

She focused her attention on it, frowning.

This spiritual power does belong to the eight-star spirit master.

But at the same time as him, there are two other spiritual powers.

One has seven stars, and one has only six stars.

Ye Qinzhu opened his eyes slightly, waved his hand and used his spiritual power to break open Han Tang's door.

The room was empty.

She gritted her teeth secretly, entered the door and put her belongings into the stone, clenched the bamboo flute in her hand, and turned out of the inn.

While probing, she determined Han Yu's location.

Three streets from the inn, turn a corner, and walk fifty steps inside.

A dead end, surrounded by walls, and no one passing by, is really a good place to kill.

Ye Qinzhu adjusted his spiritual power, and in a breath, he went deep to the destination.

At first glance, she saw Han Tang.

At second glance, she saw Han Yu.

At the third glance, she saw a spirit master who was struggling to fight against Han Yu.

Fang Su?She was taken aback.

Yesterday, she left the Qinglou and happened to meet Han Yu, could it be that Han Yu followed the vine and found Fang Su?

No, why did he find Fang Su?

Or...... From the very beginning, he was going to kill Fang Su?

The two were fighting in a hurry, and Han Tang did not notice Ye Qinzhu's arrival.

Ye Qinzhu smiled self-deprecatingly and silently grabbed the bamboo flute.

Cang Tian is really not thin on himself, and he has not even given her the opportunity to let the walking dead live in the world.

The battle between the eight-star spirit master and the seven-star spirit master was over quickly, and the spiritual power in Han Yu's hand turned into a knife, and the head was like Fang Su, who was exhausted.

A blue shadow suddenly came, and the spiritual power stored in the bamboo flute was instantly released, and it was seen to converge into a barrier, blocking between the two.

The spiritual power exploded suddenly, knocking down the surrounding walls.

Wave after wave of roars, smashing the killing that had been carried out in secret.

Han Yu turned around angrily, only to see a short sword pressed tightly against Han Tang's throat.

The girl dressed as a man had a bright smile on her face, and her bright eyes stared at Han Yu.

"Han Yu, back away, or I'll kill him. ”

She was so well hidden, that no one spotted her until she suddenly appeared.

Han Yu turned around in silence, raised his hand, hooked his five fingers, and aimed at Fang Su's head.

"You want to save him?" his tone was a little strange, as if he didn't understand what medicine was sold in Ye Qinzhu's gourd.

"No more nonsense. The force on Ye Qinzhu's hand increased a little, and Han Tang's defeated skin was instantly covered with red, "If you want your little apprentice to live, leave from here." ”

"Miss Ye, don't forget, today is the fifteenth. Han Yu reminded with pity.

"So what?" Ye Qinzhu smiled, "I'm going to die sooner or later, so why bother with these two days?"

"Stand down!" she raised her eyebrows and screamed violently, and the blood on Han Tang's neck was almost splattered out in one step.

"Master, let's go. Han Tang's face was impermanent, and he just shook his head at Han Yu.

Han Yu was originally a little hesitant, but when he heard Han Tang's permission, he took a reassuring pill and retreated from Fang Su's side.

Ye Qinzhu took a deep breath, his hand was held steadily, and he did not move.

Han Yu didn't take a step back, and a pair of eagle-like eyes would stare at her for a moment.

Ye Qinzhu didn't turn his eyes to look at Fang Su until Han Yu disappeared from his field of vision.

"Take the flute with you, it can give you a moment. She snorted.

Fang Su didn't hesitate, he got up and walked in the opposite direction with Han Yu.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Ye Qinzhu let go of Han Tang.

When she let go, she was ready for battle.

As a result, Han Tang did not make a move as she wished, but looked at her fixedly.

"Who is that person?" he asked, looking at Ye Qinzhu with a strange expression.