Hearing the sound of the door, Mo Chenjun looked for the sound and turned around.

"How does the deity look?"

Looking at Shangyun An'an's gaze, Mo Chenjun asked this sentence bluntly.

"The Demon Sect Lord is naturally handsome."

Raise your thumb in appreciation.

"Then you have a wrong idea about the deity."

"Huh?"

Before Yun An'an sat on the chair, he heard Mo Chenjun's headless words in his ears.

For a while, there was a slight flute.

"Don't dare, don't dare, your voice and smile are beautiful and moving, how can I and ordinary people covet it."

Holding the wine glass, Yun Anan poured himself a glass of sake.

Looking at Mo Chenjun who was not wearing a mask, especially those purple eyes, how could she feel that this thing was not normal today.

Purple eyes looked at her directly, and I didn't know what kind of adultery the two of them thought.

"Hey, big brother~ Have you seen enough, I have something to say, I have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables after eating."

Lunch has been settled, and in the evening I have to go to the kitchen myself.

I haven't cooked well for Beichenyi for a while, and I've lost weight.

"The deity invites you to come today, one is for the feather coat."

"What did you find?"

The clues she found were all artificially cut off, could it be that this thing found more clues?

"If the deity had said it, what benefit would you give to the deity?"

The cold and magnetic words revealed a hint of playfulness, Mo Chenjun stood up and walked towards Yun An'an step by step, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

"Stop, let's talk if we have something to say, don't get so close, my reputation is not good, you are so easy to create a scandal for me."

Although Yun Anan doesn't pay attention to how the world sees her.

But it's always disturbing to hear.

For example, it is rumored that she and Han Qing have not broken off their relationship, and they have secretly met privately five times.

For another example, she took the order of the physician to collect Yuan Sinian, the head of the Yuan family, into her account.

Also, saying that she is shameless and scourges the idiot Gongsun Lang, her heart can be punished, and so on!

If you are adding an ambiguous hook-up with the lord of the demon world, it is estimated that the storyteller in Kyoto tomorrow will be able to make up a 10,000-word emotional category, and the title of the book is called "One or Two Things About the Domineering Demon Lord and the Regent Princess".

"When did Princess Yi care so much about the eyes of the world, not to mention that you are the first woman who has ever seen the appearance of the deity."

According to the tradition of their Demon Sect, once the mask of the Demon Sect Lord falls off and is seen by the woman, it is the love of his life, the woman he wants to marry.

Of course, Mo Chenjun did not say the second half of the sentence.

Yun Anan moved the stool unnaturally, smiling awkwardly.

"Shouldn't the first person to see your face be your mother, big brother...... There's a clue to the feather grass, can you say it directly? ”

Seeing Mo Chenjun step forward again, Yun Anan kicked him directly.

It's just that this kick is unbiased and is in the crotch of the Demon Venerable.

Although the strength of this kick is neither light nor heavy, every man can feel the pain of being hit, and Mo Chenjun is the same.

The handsome face was blue, Mo Chenjun endured the pain, and his sword eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball of wool.

"Oops...... Why don't you hide! Sorry, sorry!! ”

Yun Anan didn't know how to comfort Mo Chenjun, but if it weren't for Mo Chenjun's repeated brain pumps, she wouldn't have instinctively kicked it.

With Mo Chenjun's cultivation, it should not be possible to cut off children and grandchildren, and the Demon Sect can still have a descendant.

"Yun An'an."

Mo Chenjun called Yun An'an by name and surname, and it was not difficult to see what kind of pain a certain demon lord was going through with his clenched fists.

Yun An'an served tea and poured water, and after a long time, Mo Chenjun returned to normal.

"I'm sorry, I almost made you the first eunuch demon in history."

Mo Chenjun glanced at him, and Yun Anan immediately stopped his mouth and sat quietly on the side.

Syllable~~

A letter was thrown on the table, and Mo Chenjun didn't bother to say the first half of a word to Yun An'an.

"What's this?"

glanced at the wordless envelope, which was full of a lot of stationery, which was probably related to feather coats.

"I accepted it without speaking, three, two, one~"

Yun Anan accepted the envelope and put it in the backpack behind him, and took out some bottles and cans from the backpack.

"This is a few bottles of trauma medicine, it may be effective, it can be taken internally and externally, what is that...... I'll go first, bye-bye!! ”

Putting down the trauma medicine, and ignoring the murderous expression in Mo Chenjun's eyes, Yun Anan ran out of Tianxiang Building in a puff of smoke.

"Let's go home!"

"Princess, have you been wilted by a dog?"

"Don't the nonsense, hurry up!"

"Oh~"

Qingfeng, who was full of questions, drove the carriage out of Tianxiang Tower.

Standing at the edge of the private room on the second floor of Tianxiang Building, Mo Chenjun looked at the shadow that gradually disappeared from sight, and the warm anger in his purple eyes had not yet dissipated.

"Yun An'an, after seeing the face of the deity, and taking the second half of the deity's life, you must be responsible."

"Sneeze~~"

In the driving carriage, Yun Anan let out a big sneeze.

There was a gust of wind behind him, and it felt like someone had calculated it.

When the thick envelope was opened, the names of the people who bought the feather grass during this time were written on each piece of letterhead, as well as the detailed information of each person.

There were as many as fifty sheets, but the names of people on nearly forty sheets of paper were circled in red, and there was no doubt that these forty people had disappeared from the world.

And so on –

How can there be a name for Yun Qianshan?

Yun An'an frowned, and carefully read the letter paper that recorded the detailed information of Yun Qianshan.

The letterhead indicates when Yun Qianshan bought the feather coat grass, how much weight he bought, and not only that, but also the social relations of Yun Qianshan.

One of the columns is written about her Yun An'an's birth date and so on.

"Qingfeng, go to Yunxiangfu first, and then go to the vegetable market."

"Oh~"

Qingfeng reversed the direction of the wind and set off towards the Cloud Phase's Mansion.

By the time of the Cloud Phase's Mansion, it was already an hour later.

Yun An'an got out of the carriage and happened to meet Yun Qianshan, who had just returned from a walk.

Yun Qianshan was also stunned when he saw Yun An'an.

"Why did you remember to see your father here today?"

"Don't ink, I have something to ask you."

It's about feather grass, not child's play.

"What's going on??"

Yun Qianshan looked confused, and was almost dragged into the Yunxiang Mansion by Yun An'an.

What I know is that Yun An'an has something to ask Yun Qianshan, and those who don't know think they are going to hack him.

In the courtyard, Yun Qianshan blinked his eyes, waiting for Yun An'an to speak.

"Where's the feather grass?"

"Isn't that what you're looking for?"

Yun Qianshan snorted, and the tea leaves in the teacup had feather grass.

"You bought the feather grass for tea?"

"Otherwise, what are you doing, prolonging your life or being a paper wipe?"

Since Yun Qianshan was resigned, his words have become more and more casual.

In the past, everything was on the lips of the people, but now it is a typical walk-and-turn irritable old man.

"How many more featherweeds?"

It was written on the letter paper that Yun Qianshan bought a lot of feather grass, which was as much as three catties.

Although it is not a precious herb, it is not produced in much and grows in a limited environment, so much so that every year there is a limit to the amount of kalein in Kyoto's major apothepos.

"What are you going to do?"

looked at Yun An'an with wary eyes, and Yun Qianshan looked at her like a robber.

"Gao Mo, who robbed Lao Tzu, do you still want to snatch the feather coat?"

"No, so much feather grass is a danger in your hands, can I change it for other good tea for you?"

"Tea?"

Yun Qianshan looked at Yun An'an even more suspiciously.

Nothing to be courteous, either treacherous or thief, this woman is fraudulent.

Seeing Yun Qianshan's disbelief, Yun An'an had no choice but to say something about the feather coat.

After listening, Yun Qianshan simply ordered his subordinates to take out all the feather grass and throw it out and burn it.

"I'll just say, at that time, there was a person who grabbed the feather grass with the old man, and he wanted to kill the old man!"

"Who is it? What it looks like, what is its name! ”

After asking three times, Yun Anan wanted to ask for information about the people Yun Qianshan saw.

At this moment, a crossbow arrow flew in, and it was about to stab Yun Qianshan.

At the last moment, Yun An'an grabbed the crossbow arrow.

At the end of the bolt was a letter tied.

The letter states:

Two hours later, on the outskirts of Kyoto, the Heavenly Dao Hayashi saw that it was a matter of ......