Chapter 340: What kind of plane

"What did you say first?"

"Be my personal bodyguard and keep me safe until Bai Gongsha leaves Yanling."

"Okay, I promise you!" Wang Yan didn't have a choice, Wang Yan believed that as long as he said half a word, Ghost Ji would really kill him, she was talking to herself with a strong anger, Wang Yan could feel that the emotions in her body were about to explode.

"The dragon and the dragon took her down."

Xiao and Wei took out the key, untied the rope, put Zhou Ning and Ning Hong'er down, and escorted them out of the secret room.

Before going out, the two girls glanced at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan gave them a reassuring look.

After a stick of incense, the dragon and the dragon came back to restore their lives, and the charm untied Wang Yan.

Wang Yan did not get down from the stone bed in a hurry, but first moved his hands and feet, and was tied to the bed for three days, tied tightly, his hands and feet were naturally covered with bruises, sour and soft and numb, and it took half a column of incense to slow down before he recovered a few percent of his strength.

Wei walked to the bed with a suit of clothes, Wang Yan unceremoniously took the clothes and put them on his body, and Mei served on the side and helped Wang Yan get dressed.

After dressing, the ghost queen had already left the secret room, and the dragon and the ghost also went out, and the ghost and the charm took Wang Yan out of the secret room and came to the ghost queen's bedroom.

Onihime had already changed into another set of clothes, it was the dark purple gauze dress she wore at the banquet three days ago, although the color was dark, but it was very transparent, and she was charming and charming.

Out of the secret room, when I arrived at a place with strong light, I found that my clothes were also dark purple, and there were many places sewn with tulle on them. It feels a little demonic! And it's a bit of a mother!

I was originally a rich young master with fine skin and tender flesh, and his appearance was slightly handsome, and it may be more pleasing to the eye when he wears this dress, but now his complexion is slightly darker, there are scars at the corners of his face, and he is full of masculinity. In one word, it is a demon man and a demon woman.

"Pavilion Master, where are my original clothes?"

"It's burning!" Onihime replied coldly.

Onihime's cold answer made it difficult to continue the conversation, and although the clothes on her body were awkward, they fit well.

If the purpose of Bai Gong Sha's trip is really to come to the ghost queen, then the ghost queen is dangerous, although she has not officially fought with Bai Gong Sha, but her name as the first talented woman is by no means groundless, and the talent conference, being able to capture the ghost queen in the pavilion and humiliate it has explained a lot of things.

After so many days, Fang Tianyou and the others must have dismantled their own bags, and eighty percent went to Bai Gongsha for help, maybe this time Bai Gongsha will do things in his own name when he attacks the ghost queen.

Mei took a mask and respectfully handed it to Wang Yan, Wang Yan took it and looked at it twice, the mask was painted very demonic, and only two colors were used: purple and white.

Dressed neatly, Wang Yan followed the ghost queen to the Hehuan Palace, and there were more than a dozen high-looking girls standing under His Royal Highness, all of whom were stewards in the city area, and after the ghost queen finished the matter, he retreated to the Jiaoluan Palace and returned to the Qifeng Palace.

The two of them were guarding the door, and when they saw the ghost queen coming back, they pushed the door open first, and the ghost queen walked in, but Wang Yan did not follow up, and was about to ask the dragon and the dragon where they were resting, when they heard a voice from the house.

"Why don't you come in?"

Wang Yan poked his head out of the door and looked at the ghost Ji Dao in the house.

"You're talking to me?"

"Or else?" Onihime said coldly.

"This is your bedroom?!"

"If someone stabs me in the house, can you guarantee that he will show up immediately?"

This really can't, even if he sleeps outside the door, he has to have a process of pushing the door in, and the door can isolate a lot of sounds, Wang Yan actually wants to repair a book now, report safety to Fang Tianyou and the others, and by the way, let the two of them persuade Bai Gongsha to leave Yanling, and the matter can be solved smoothly, but this matter needs to be done without the ghost Ji, Wang Yan is worried that she will be unfavorable to Ning Hong'er and the second daughter after she knows that Bai Gongsha is the person she invited, and she can only look for opportunities now.

"I have ordered a place for you to sleep, come in."

Wang Yan wanted to ask her. 'You're a girl, don't you care about men and women?' But after thinking about it for a while, I felt that my problem was stupid, how could she, a lewd cave witch, care about this? At the peeping immortal banquet, men and women were fighting in Chiguoluan under His Royal Highness, didn't she watch it with relish?

Wang Yan frowned, entered the house, looked in the direction pointed by the ghost queen, and found a soft collapse more than three feet wide, with a futon already laid on it, and it was red.

The appearance looks pretty good, but it feels a little small, and I'm used to sleeping in the big bed, and it's a little awkward, and then I turned my head to look at the ghost Ji, and found that she was changing clothes with her back to herself, and under the legs of the gauze, her white body was exposed in front of her eyes without any scruples, and then she looked at the door, which was closed.

Wang Yan hurriedly turned his head and stopped looking, the arrogance of the ghost queen felt weird, didn't she even have a sense of shame?

After a long time, there was no movement behind him, Wang Yan tried to look back, and saw that the ghost queen had changed into a white tulle, the white gauze was as thin as cicada wings, as if she was not wearing it, and everything under the veil was clearly revealed.

That's how she usually dresses in the house? What time is it, and what is she going to do dressed like this? Could it be that she is not going to sleep?

As soon as Wang Yan had this thought, the door of the bedroom opened, and Wei Mei walked in with something, and a girl in a pale green gauze followed in at the end.

Wang Yan recognized the last person at a glance, it was the green phoenix of Wufeng Pavilion, Mo Jiaojiao, why was she here? After the fairy feast, didn't she follow her and leave here? Could it be that he was captured by the Onihime? A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Yan's eyes.

Mo Jiaojiao felt the gaze, turned her head sideways and looked at Wang Yan, and the moment time intersected, Mo Jiaojiao dodged like an electric shock, and her face showed a blush.

Wei and Mei walked to the soft couch with their things, and the ghost Ji lifted the red silk on it in front of Wang Yan, and Wang Yan's pupils were instantly maximized! The contents on that plate are very familiar to me! In the words of the moment, it is a special equipment for grinding mirrors!

The two of them waited for the ghost queen to put on their equipment, and Mo Jiaojiao had already faded her gauze clothes and got into the curtain.

What does she want to do? Could it be that she plans to demonstrate the connotation of grinding mirrors to herself? She is the pavilion master of Wufeng Pavilion, and she is a person with status, how could she do that kind of thing in front of herself? Wang Yan kept comforting himself.

Wei and Mei exited the bedroom, Wang Yan lowered his head and kept rubbing his fingers, until Mo Jiaojiao snorted in pain, Wang Yan looked up, and with just one glance, he stunned the whole person.

Wei and Mei have left, and there are still many things in the city that need to be dispatched by the two, and Wei and Wei are guarding the door, eavesdropping on the movement coming from the house, and their faces are red.

The sun struggled to climb into the middle of the blue sky, reducing a touch of autumn coolness.

The servant who delivered the meal walked into the gate of Qifeng Palace and was stopped by Wei.

"Which one is for the prince?"

The subordinate on the right raised the tray in his hand slightly and said softly.

"Lord Nuwei, this is the order of the pavilion master, specially prepared for the prince."

Wei nodded, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, lifted the lid of the pot, poured the white powder in the porcelain bottle into the wine, picked it up and shook it gently, and then put it back on the plate, and then let the next person who delivered the rice leave.

"Sister, what kind of medicine did you put in Wang Gongzi's wine?"

"I don't know, the pavilion master said it was a soothing medicine." As she spoke, a gloom flashed across her face, although she didn't know what the effect of the medicine in the bottle was, she was sure that it was not a calming medicine.

"Sister, why does the pavilion master always have trouble with Wang Gongzi?"

"I don't know, don't ask anymore, you and I are given by the pavilion master, just know that you listen to the instructions of the pavilion master, as for those who owe others, if there is an afterlife, pay them back." After Wei finished speaking, he showed a wry smile, and Mei smiled bitterly twice, and the faces of the two showed a touch of gloom.

The movement in the house stopped for a while, and the servants had already delivered the food outside the house, and the dragon and the dragon took the food, knocked on the door, and pushed the door in when they heard the sound of the ghost queen's answer.

The two of them entered the house and quickly glanced at the situation in the house, and their faces showed an abnormal bright red.

The ghost queen pressed on Mo Jiaojiao's body, her delicate face was red and her eyes were like silk, and she looked like she was enjoying herself, Mo Jiaojiao's face was three points redder than that of the ghost queen, a pair of wonderful eyes were watery, tears were condensed in the corners of her eyes, but there were no wet marks on her face, her face was tender, and she looked moisturized.

However, Wang Yan was a little strange here, staring straight at the curtain with two eyes, looking surprised, but looking a little sluggish, what really made the two blush was the tent that Wang Yan put up under his body.

Wei brought the food to Wang Yan, and seeing that Wang Yan was unmoved, his eyes were still staring at the curtain, so he moved his body to block the middle, but saw that Wang Yan still did not react.

"Prince Wang, it's time to eat." He glanced at Wang Yan and said loudly.

Wang Yan was brought back to his senses from his complicated conjecture by Wei's call, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes returned to clarity, he slowly raised his head, glanced at Wei, took the meal stiffly, and put it on the table beside him.

Wine is good wine, and food is also good food, but Wang Yan has no appetite at all now, and he just watched a scorching performance, and now he feels that his eyes hurt when he sees everything.

Xiao and Wei slowly withdrew from the bedroom, and as soon as they closed the door, there was movement in the room again, and the two listened carefully, not like the sound of eating.

Wang Yan looked at the two people entangled in the curtain, put the raised chopsticks back into the bowl, took the wine jug and poured two sips to relieve the dry mouth, but after pouring a few sips, a pot of wine was drunk by Wang Yan, this is embarrassing, this wine not only quenched thirst, but even more thirsty!

Can't look any further! It's so nerve-wracking! Wang Yan put down the wine jug and lay down on the soft couch, facing inward, and began to hypnotize himself.

Ghost Ji has been paying attention to Wang Yan's side, and when she saw him lying on the soft couch with his back on his back, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and his movements gradually slowed down, and soon stopped completely.

The ghost queen called the dragon and the dragon in, and the ghost wrapped up a ball of soft mud like Mo Jiaojiao.

"When you go out, stand down, and you must not come near any noise in the house!"

The second daughter nodded in agreement, exited the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Mo Jiaojiao was in her arms, her head resting on her neck, and she kept exhaling warm moisture, which made her face burn red, and she kept laughing on the side, no one noticed that Mo Jiaojiao was looking at the bedroom door of the ghost queen with her spare eyes, and a touch of resentment flashed in her eyes.