Chapter 30: The Flame of Hatred
A bow with an azure tinge floats slowly through the air, as if looking for a long-lost friend.
The wind gently touched the forehead of the leaf, but he was fiercely educated, and he ran away in dismay.
Mao Qinyi's head is poured with strong oil, even a little wind and grass can make her burn in minutes. She roared as she walked, "I really don't know what kind of thing you are, you dare to treat me like this, I will not let your immortal clan live a peaceful life." ”
Mao Qinyi arrived at the master of ceremonies and kicked open the red iron door made of wood.
There were a few maids around who came to settle accounts, "Get out of here!"
The maids looked at the atmosphere a little delicate, after all, Mao Qinyi was not a character to be messed with, so they retreated one after another and closed the door together.
"I really don't know what she eats today, look at her fierce face, no wonder General Yihan will look down on her!" a group of maids whispered slowly in the corridor.
"That's right, I don't know if you've heard of it, our General Yihan hasn't even turned over Princess Mao Qinyi's brand. ”
"Really, that's just the best, it shows that our Yihanjun is still quite distinct. If it weren't for the fact that they had helped us, maybe she wouldn't have been laid off many times. ”
"Do you want to die, and dare to say such about our princess!"
"Yo, who should I be, it turned out to be Fei'er, the maid Fei'er, what kind of master will have what kind of lackey. ”
Fei'er raised her hand and wanted to fan her, but stopped in mid-air, "What, you still want to hit me?
"I tell you, Dean, don't look at what kind of person you are, and if I ever hear you speak ill of my master behind my back, I'll peel off your skin layer by layer and feed it to the dogs. ”
"You, okay, you, you wait for me......" Dean ran like a clown in a miscellaneous drama, instantly showing a pitiful look.
Fei'er came to the main entrance of the master of ceremonies, collected her expression a little, and knocked on the door, "Princess, I'm here." ”
Mao Qinyi put on her shoes and opened the door for Fei'er, "What happened just now?" I vaguely heard a lot of noise outside. ”
"Princess, it's nothing, it's just that a few maids made a very low-level mistake just now, and I punished them. ”
"By the way, Fei'er, did you see anyone else around You Yihan's accommodation on the way here?"
"Princess, no, what's wrong?"
A strange expression appeared at the corner of Mao Qinyi's mouth: it didn't look like joy or sadness, it was a little overwhelmed.
"So, Fei'er, when the time comes, you will be by the side, and I will go into his room to see if there is any unexpected gain. ”
Then, the two of them sneakily arrived at their destination, Nanning Palace, "Okay, Fei'er, if anyone passes by, you can remind me." ”
"Well, okay. ”
Mao Qinyi used the "Simulation Unreal Technique" to penetrate directly from outside the walls of Nanning Palace.
Fei'er outside the door looks like a seasoned connoisseur. Although she looks idly playing with flowers and plants on the outside, in fact, all of her stomach is slowly being cautious one by one.
Mao Qinyi wanted to find some of his tricks in You Yihan's room, especially when she attached great importance to the matter of military power.
She searched the carpet under the bed, but found no valuable clues.
She wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and walked back and forth around the room several times and still didn't find it.
She stood still and began to use her brain, various methods and strategies coming to mind.
First of all, this method must not be easily detected by You Yihan, and secondly, this will definitely be a more interesting fight.
Thinking about it, her evil thoughts suddenly surged. In the blink of an eye, perhaps the inner dissatisfaction finally fermented again, and the rectangular spider in the body began to attack.
Mao Qinyi's eyes glowed bloody red, her upper and lower teeth bulged up and down like mutated white rabbits, and her body turned into a "giant poisonous spider" with purple and red hair and a humanoid shape.
Her voice was low, and she could hear the occasional gasp of "snoring" outside the door.
Fei'er was a little strange, she approached the door, smelled a pungent smell, wanted to look through the crack in the door, but was poisoned and lay down.
From time to time, the giant spider and Mao Qinyi intersected like lightning, Mao Qinyi really couldn't tolerate the pain in her body, and when she saw the thick pillar in front of her, she didn't hesitate to bump into it.
After about half an hour, Mao Qinyi slowly woke up while lying on the ground, feeling numb all over her body, like a scattered skeleton of bones that didn't know where to put it.
She picked up the mirror and watched as her eyes gradually returned to their normal color from red, and her body slowly faded.
Although I didn't want to admit this fact, there was no turning back from the bow. The rest of the game can only be done head-on.
She came up with this brilliant idea, that is, since she couldn't make You Yihan change his mind, she had to give him a ride in person.
She used spells to make a copy of everything here, and she left a sentence on the bed: I know the whereabouts of the person you once asked me to help you find, and I want to get the news, and wait for me under the maple leaf in the woods the day after tomorrow, in exchange for a talisman. Leave a name - a cut plum.
She continued to walk out through the door, saw Fei'er lying on the ground, and asked someone to send her back to the house to rest.
Mao Qinyi walked to an empty thatched hut, which was full of leaking holes, and the shadows reflected in the water when the wind blew looked crumbling.
She played a thousand-year-old flute made of sandalwood, accompanied by a sound of music, attracting flocks of flying butterflies and a few bees to accompany the dance.
Her long fingers pressed the wooden flute, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and a strand of long hair ran across the corners of her clothes.
A white dove flew in, Mao Qinyi opened it lightly with her hand, and the ordinary white fairy pigeon landed in the center of her hand, bowing her head like a frontier warrior who was about to set off with a mission.
She picked up ink and paper to write letters, in flowing fonts, with a free demeanor, and from time to time gently rolled up her sleeves.
When the letter was written, she rolled up her sleeves and rolled it up into a heart shape, which she put into the mouth of the white dove.
The white dove bites the letter tightly so that in case of danger, it can swallow it into its body and digest it quickly.
Mao Qinyi threw her hand up in the air, and the white dove flapped its wings and flew into the distance, and then went far to reach the place where it was going.
Flying freely in the morning glow, the branches and leaves next to the old trees move and move, forming a beautiful picture.