I slept soundly until sunset, and the light scent of the room was very good for sleep. "Literature" "Puzzle".

He sat up, stretched, heard some movement, turned his head sideways to look at the bed, and the girl was still curled up in the corner.

The girl's face was tired, and when she saw Wang Yan looking at this, she shrank nervously.

Looking at the sky through the window paper, the peeping immortal banquet must have ended, stood up, walked out of the bedroom, and when he was about to go out, Wang Yan glanced back at the girl on the bed.

The four eyes were relatively speechless, Wang Yan had seen too many of the same situation, maybe because of the situation, but once he stepped into the dust, he would soon fall into it, just like her, although he was unwilling, he did not resist, and he was blind to this skin.

As soon as I got out of the room, the courtyard door was pushed open.

It was Ning Hong'er who came, still with a grudge on her face.

Seeing Wang Yan come out, he bent down slightly and said.

"Young Master Wang is resting well?"

"It's good, I wonder when the pavilion master will meet me?"

"Young Master, what are you anxious about? The pavilion master was already waiting in the Jiaoluan Palace, and he asked the slave family to invite the young master to the banquet. Ning Hong'er said, squeezing out a reluctant smile.

The women of Wufeng Pavilion can't be idealistic, even if they glance at themselves at this moment, they are more real than this smile.

followed Ning Hong'er out of the yard, until she stepped out of the door, and the girls in the house did not show up.

Along the way, Wang Yan was full of thoughts, all about how to deal with the words of the ghost queen, although Wang Yan had a certain foundation and self-confidence, he still did not dare to be careless.

The sun has not yet set, but lanterns have been lit on both sides of the corridor.

After walking for half a pillar of incense, I finally came to the front of the Jiaoluan Palace, and it was completely dark at this moment.

"Young Master Wang, please enter the hall." Ning Hong'er bent down slightly.

Wang Yan nodded, the door had been pushed open by the maid, and Wang Yan strode into the hall.

Jiaoluan Hall has a big gap between the scale and the decoration and the Hehuan Palace, I thought that the private hall of the ghost queen would be decorated with extreme luxury, but I didn't expect it to be so simple, there are no murals on the roof, there are no reliefs on the beams and columns, the cork floor is very comfortable to step on, the screen has been moved to both sides, there is a table on the low platform not far away, there is a slightly smaller table in front of the low platform, the small table is facing the door, and there is a cushion behind the table.

The lights in the house are a little dim.

As soon as Wang Yan entered the main hall, the door behind him was closed.

After calming his restless heart, Wang Yan walked to the low table and sat down.

It didn't take long for the familiar figure to step out from behind the screen behind the desk.

"Young Master Wang, are the girls in the Jiaoluan Palace still satisfied?" Onihime's voice is still beautiful.

"I'm not interested in prostitutes, if you've investigated me, you should know."

"It is rumored that Young Master Wang only likes women from good families, but the slave family specially invited a good family to serve the young master yesterday, and the girl is very clean." Ghost Ji put her hand on her mouth, pinched her blue finger to cover her mouth and smiled.

"Thank you for the Pavilion Master's kindness, but my people are still in the hands of the Pavilion Master, and I really have no intention of doing anything else, so I ask the Pavilion Master to return my people to me." Wang Yan got straight to the point.

Hearing this, Ghost Ji let out a series of silver bell-like smiles, touched the corners of her eyes, and said.

"Young Master Wang, you won't have to enjoy that girl, right?"

Ghost Ji didn't answer Wang Yan's words, and Wang Yan replied with a gloomy face.

"Nope."

Wang Yan replied, and the girl's strange behavior was also explained, and it was really held hostage by this ghost woman by some means!

"Young Master Wang, do you know who that woman is? She is a famous beauty in Xinzhou, if you want to love her today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to climb to the sky. Onihime smiled even more cheerfully.

"Pavilion Master, where is Fu Xueying!" Wang Yan didn't have the heart to argue with the ghost queen here, and continued to emphasize the theme.

Onihime's laughter stopped abruptly, and her movements froze, and her displeasure was slowly spreading outward.

The silence didn't last long, and Onihime quickly adjusted her mood, still smiling on her face, but it was just a little cold.

"Young Master Wang, it's not difficult to see Xue Ying." Ghost Ji looked at Wang Yan with angry eyes. "It's just that you disturbed my banquet twice, should you give me an explanation first?"

"If all this is a misunderstanding, don't you know if the pavilion master believes it?"

"Misunderstanding? Can a simple misunderstanding of Young Master Wang be worth two hundred and thirty-one lives? Onihime said sarcastically in her voice.

"Say whatever the pavilion master wants." Wang Yan asked dryly.

Wang Yan didn't want to have a superfluous argument with the ghost concubine, in the final analysis, this matter would take a detour to peek at the rules of the immortal banquet that had been passed down for decades, and it was better to be more direct than to bother with words.

"Since the young master is so happy, the slave family will not go around the bend with the young master, you kill me two hundred and thirty-one people, my conditions are very simple, transfer two hundred and thirty-one people from your Juli to me, let me dispose of it!" Onihime said grimly, her eyes flashing with a flash of fire.

"Impossible!" Wang Yan refused without saying a word.

"The young master replied so simply, did he ignore Xue Ying's life?"

"I'm not going to make any deals with my brothers."

"Aren't my men dying in vain? In this case, Young Master Wang, please go back, Xue Ying's life will be used to pay tribute to the wrestlers who died yesterday, as the leader of a gang, I need to give an explanation to my brothers, there is a stunner like Xue Ying under the Yellow Spring, presumably they will not be lonely. ”

What Ghost Ji said was light, but Yu Guang kept looking at Wang Yan's face.

Wang Yan didn't doubt the truth of Ghost Ji's words, Xue Ying was now in her hands, even if she would serve herself a bloody human head, it would not be unusual.

"Pavilion master, people can't be resurrected after death, I don't know if the silver money can calm the anger of the pavilion master?"

"Can money bring them back from the dead?" Onihime sneered.

The ghost concubine's words fell, and the hall was deserted again.

"Wang Gongzi, you slowly think about the conditions that can impress me, since it is a dinner party, how can you have no wine and no food? Come! Serve with snacks. Ghost Ji said, struck the bronze bell with a jade hammer, and looked at Wang Yandao with a smile. Wang Gongzi, the slave family invited Gongzi to eat a secret dish of my Wufeng Pavilion today! Maybe I can help the master think of the conditions that impress me faster! ”

As the words fell, the door of the main hall slowly opened, and the maids walked in with wine and food.

Wang Yan silently watched as the table in front of him was filled with wine and food, and a good-looking maid sat beside Wang Yan to serve wine to Wang Yan.

Everything was harmonious, at least until the appearance of the Ghost Spirit.

A shelf covered in a white cloth was slowly pushed out from behind the screen.

Wang Yan smelled a hint of familiarity.

Ghost Ji stood up, walked to the shelf, and looked at Wang Yandao with a smile.

"Young Master Wang, I have a secret dish in Wufeng Pavilion, the legend is very delicious, the slave family has never eaten it before, and today I will share this dish with the young master!"

After Onihime finished speaking, she pulled back the white cloth.

Wang Yan, who was sitting below, instantly rushed to the crown angrily, slapped the case, glared at the ghost Ji angrily, and said in a fierce voice.

"Ghost woman! What do you want to do! ”

Wang Yan's roar echoed in the hall for a long time.

Onihime walked to the shelf, her hand gently roaming over her delicate skin, her eyes a little obsessive.

"Young Master Wang, didn't I say that I want to invite you to eat the secret cuisine of Wufeng Pavilion."

Onihime said, taking the sharp knife from her hand, the blade gently moving against her trembling skin.

Wang Yan was already furious at this moment, and he couldn't wait to step forward and tear the ghost Ji apart, and his fists crackled.

Fu Xueying was hung on an iron frame, without a single strand of body, except for obvious scars on her wrists and ankles, no injuries could be seen in the rest of the places.

Judging from her mental state at the moment, she is definitely tortured to be so depressed.

Seeing the bright light, Xue Ying raised her head with difficulty, and Wang Yan's figure gradually became clear.

"Young Master..."Xue Ying's voice was very soft, hoarse and tired.

The hall was quiet, and Wang Yan heard Xue Ying's faint call.

Wang Yan's body trembled with anger.

"Put people down, everything is negotiable!" Wang Yan suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth.

"This can't be done, she's the main dish for you and me tonight, let him go, what are we going to eat tonight?" Oni Ji said with a smile, the sharp knife was against Xue Ying's chest, as long as it was inserted, the sharp knife could pierce Xue Ying's heart.

"Young Master Wang, you look like you want to fight hard with the slave family now, and the slave family is a little scared." As the ghost queen spoke, the tip of the knife stabbed into Fu Xueying's body, and the blood slowly flowed down the white body, which was very eye-catching.

Xue Ying let out a faint sigh and immediately bit her lip.

Wang Yan gritted his teeth and sat back on the mat, his eyes already bloodshot.

Onihime pulled out the sharp knife, stretched out her tongue and gently licked Xue Ying's wound, looking very enjoyable.

"Young Master Wang, don't you want to taste it?" Onihime bit down violently after speaking.

Xue Ying finally couldn't hold back her scream, tears welled up, and her body struggled weakly, looking very pitiful.

"Stop torturing her! What are you coming at me! Wang Yan gritted his teeth and said.

"Tut-tut, how can Childe talk like that? I invited you here to taste the food, she is the main course of the night, like a cow or sheep, I am just teasing her before slaughtering her, why torture? Onihime said, smirking.

"Young Master Wang, have you ever eaten human flesh?"

Wang Yan's teeth were about to be crushed.

"Have you eaten?"

"The slave family has not tried it, today I am fortunate to taste it with the young master, it is also a fortunate thing, Wufeng Pavilion has a record, human flesh is sour, but women's meat is sweet, especially the meat of the beauty, not only sweet but also extremely delicious, the best thing to eat is the two pieces of meat on the chest, I heard that it is very tasty, young master, do you say we eat the left first, or the right?" Onihime said, the sharp knife lightly slashing at Xue Ying's body.

"You..." Wang Yan was choked and couldn't restrain the anger in his heart.

Xue Ying's expression was very painful, her body was trembling, and Wang Yan's pinprick was painful.

"Let her go, what's coming at me." Wang Yan repeated, this time his tone was even more angry and cold than before.

"Since Young Master Wang said it." Ghost Ji snorted coldly and threw the sharp knife in his hand to His Highness, staring at Wang Yan and said coldly.

"Young Master Wang, you stab yourself first and show me, I heard that the flesh on the shoulder is thin, and it can be easily pierced, I don't know if it's true or not, and I want the young master to verify it for the slave family." The ghost was very hideous, and the ghost was standing aside, and the ghost's body trembled slightly.

"Young Master! No! Xue Ying didn't know where she got the strength, so she shouted loudly.

Like a cat that has been stepped on by its tail, the hand that roams Xue Ying's body instantly bursts out, one choking her neck, the other turning into a claw, and the sharp nails against Xue Ying's throat, only a little force can pierce a hole in her neck.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Yan got up, crossed the low table, and picked up the dagger.

Burst!

The sharp knife sank into his left shoulder, and the head of the knife stabbed out from behind, splashing out a stream of blood, and Wang Yan's movements were completed in one go, without stagnation.

An unspeakable pain flowed from his shoulder to his whole body, there was really something wrong with this knife!

"Childe!"

Xue Ying was choked by the neck, her voice was small, but it was full of pain.

Wang Yan gritted his teeth, swallowed the ** sound back, took a deep breath, raised his head, and stared coldly at Ghost Jidao.

"Let her go!"