The humble underground palace has split a spring.

It's just that there's a dark red liquid surging inside.

The dove pushed the door closer, watched the handsome man slowly stand up from the pool of blood, pursed his lips and chuckled, took the robe from the shelf on the side, and handed it over.

"Lord of the Castle."

The blood at the bottom of Shu Yuan's eyes was rich, wiping off the water droplets that slipped down his jaw, casually putting on his outer robe, and stepping on the steps with his bare feet.

casually asked, "How is she?" ”

The dove twisted his hair, found a chair and sat down, staring at his perfect curves with charming eyes, knowing that he was asking the princess of the Ling Kingdom, and his tone couldn't help but show a little ridicule.

"I burned the hypnotic incense, and when I was not a child, I couldn't wake up."

"However, I went to the compound in the early hours of the morning to clean up the mess, but it was spotless...... Guess who, city lord, helped? ”

Shu Yuan put his hand on the edge of the pool, had a name in his mind, and said in a deep voice, "Ai Qianwan." ”

"You know?" The spirit dove bowed, "In the blood clan, there is no one else who can play the fire so exquisitely, except for her." ”

"She should have seen it." Shu Yuan frowned, "But I didn't stop the master." ”

"And let the Lord go to the appointment after sunset."

"Meet?" The dove's expression changed slightly, "Does she want to do something to you?" ”

Shu Yuan shook his head, "No." ”

He didn't feel the slightest killing intent in Ai Qianwan.

That's what puzzled him the most.

The spirit dove frowned thoughtfully, and strung together the things before and after, as if he had guessed something, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

Pursing her lips and smiling, the charming look on her face was also a little amorous, "Lord City, how about a bet between the dove and you?" ”

Shu Yuan glanced at her, "Bet?" ”

"Not bad."

The dove stood up and walked up to Shu Yuan, his fingertips touching his shoulders, his delicate collarbones running softly.

Shu Yuan stopped her movements unhappily, "You trespassed." ”

The dove withdrew his hand gloomily.

Seeing that he really had a look of confidence, he went back to business, "The dove just needs to test a few points to be sure, if it is really as I think, then ...... Lord of the city, there is nothing to fear. ”

"Huh?"

The spirit dove leaned close to his ear, and his ambiguous tone was warm, "City Lord, after tonight, you will know." ”

Shu Yuan snorted coldly and disagreed, "You go out." ”

What he hated the most was the spirit dove's tone of thinking that he had calculated everything.

The dove's face turned pale, and the wound he had suffered last night resurfaced at this moment, and he was weakly lying on the edge of the pool of blood.

"Castle Lord......"

Shu Yuan narrowed his eyes, "Are you injured?" ”

The spirit dove nodded, her breath was a little unstable, and the spiritual punishment that Ai Qianwan had placed on her would attack from time to time, and she could still suppress it before.

The puppet was destroyed last night, and her strength was also greatly damaged.

Now I can't suppress it......

The spirit dove was a little annoyed, why was Ai Qianwan seriously injured, and his strength could still be terrifying......

Shu Yuan stretched out his hand, and the black qi in his palm spread out, forming vines and hooking on her wrists, and the traces of black qi pierced into her skin, wandering wantonly in her meridians.

The dove's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a deep breath, and the burning pain slowly faded.

Looking up at Shu Yuan, his eyes were slightly red, and his tone was weak and aggrieved, "City Lord, that spiritual punishment ......"

"The Lord knows."

The dove looked down, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

This is what he means by his willingness to fight with Ai Qianwan......

……

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

Night cherry blossoms bypassed the layers of black veil that blocked the light, and inserted the cherry blossoms they were holding into plain bottles.

Only then did he turn his head to look at the person who was sitting on the couch with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep.

Smiled slightly.

(End of chapter)