After Ye Jiuchen threw down a meaningful sentence, he didn't look back, and strode out of Tianzi No. 1 room with Yue Cheng.

Jiang Tingbai stood in place, looking at Ye Jiuchen's back, first frowning, and then smiling.

Xingyun inexplicably looked at the direction that Ye Jiuchen had left, and then looked at Jiang Tingbai, who was laughing inexplicably, behind him, hesitated slightly, and still took a step forward.

"Master, what are you doing this Ye Jiuchen? My subordinates can't understand it at all. ”

First of all, when he knew that Jiang Tingbai had formed an alliance with Ye Mohan and decided to kill him, he boldly came. Later, when Jiang Tingbai wanted to take his life, he pretended to be so invulnerable.

But on the contrary, when he heard Jiang Tingbai mention Leng Yue, he asked the shadow guard to appear again and turn the whole situation around.

The most important thing, the most incomprehensible thing for Xingyun, is the last, Ye Jiuchen actually let Jiang Tingbai go, and he still wants to cooperate?

What kind of immortal operation is this?

It's incomprehensible, right?

Wrong!

Xingyun thought indignantly in his heart.

It must be this night Jiuchen, he is not a normal person, otherwise, how could he do such a prosperous trance, which makes people in a fog, and they can't figure it out?

Xingyun's heart construction is very good, but Jiang Tingbai is ruthless, kicking over the city wall in his heart that he has built with great difficulty.

"Of course you don't understand your intelligence."

Jiang Tingbai's undisguised disgusted tone made Xingyun's heart in his chest suddenly shatter into eight petals.

"Master......"

"Let's go."

Jiang Tingbai sighed heavily, ignoring Xingyun's resentful appearance, and walked out.

"It's just pity for my drunken red mansion."

Xingyun followed Jiang Tingbai with a confused face, walked out of the Tianzi No. 1 room, and walked to the stairs, before he could figure out what Jiang Tingbai's sentence "Poor Drunken Red Mansion" meant, he saw that the Drunken Red Mansion, which was still singing and dancing, was drunk and dreaming of death, but at this moment it was so quiet that it seemed to have changed places.

The originally living people were lying on the ground one by one in different postures at this time, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't blink to death.

Xingyun was completely shocked.

Although his brain is sometimes difficult, he can now fully understand it.

These people were killed by Ye Jiuchen's shadow guards.

It's just that those shadow guards were able to do all this quietly in that short period of time just now, so that they upstairs didn't notice it at all.

You must know that even if he himself took the people from the Prince's Mansion to make a move, with so many people, it was impossible to guarantee that he would not alarm others at all.

But Ye Jiuchen's shadow guard did it.

In the past, he had always felt that Jiang Tingbai's jealousy of Ye Jiuchen was a little redundant.

Today, now, at this moment, Xingyun finally understands.

That man is not just a man who needs to be feared.

Xingyun was stunned, Jiang Tingbai was already reluctantly taking steps and walking downstairs, sighing as he walked.

"Poor yo, my drunken red mansion!"

Xingyun: "......"

……

Shadow Guard, as the name suggests, is like a shadow, coming and going without a trace.

Riding on the moonlight, Ye Jiuchen and Yue Cheng rode a horse and prepared to return to Luoyuxuan.

Ye Jiuchen pulled the reins, and his legs were just about to clamp the horse's belly, but suddenly he felt a cold wind not far away, mixed with some kind of cold momentum, and attacked him directly.

Ye Jiuchen's eyes were cold.

Yue Cheng on the side also seemed to notice something unusual, and couldn't help but look at Ye Jiuchen with a solemn expression.

"Master!"

Yue Cheng's words fell, Ye Jiuchen's body suddenly tightened, and then, a silver light flashed under his eyes.

Ye Jiuchen sat on the horse, letting the silver light get closer and closer to his eyes, so close that when he was about to penetrate into his eyes, his body jerked to one side.

The sharp silver dark weapon whistled past Ye Jiuchen's hair crown, and the long black and thick hair like ink dyed instantly fell down and fell over his shoulders.

The silver hidden weapon sank into the trunk of the tree on the side, and a gust of wind mixed with cold immediately blew up, driving the black hair that Ye Jiuchen had originally draped on his shoulders to dance with the wind.

The dark and dark eyes, in the black hair flying, look more and more charming and cold, which makes people tremble.

Yue Cheng dismounted, came to the trunk of the tree, pulled out the hidden weapon that had been submerged in it, and returned to Ye Jiuchen's side.

"Master."

Yue Cheng picked up the hidden weapon with both hands and handed it to Ye Jiuchen, but Ye Jiuchen only glanced at it lightly, as if it was not this hidden weapon that had just whistled past the top of his hair and almost killed him.

After a slight pause, Ye Jiuchen calmly withdrew his gaze, the light in his eyes was cold and quiet.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I am really flattered that Master Yuan Hui greeted me in such a way."

"Amitabha!"

Ye Jiuchen's words fell, and sure enough, a tepid, but full of anger voice came from the direction from which the hidden weapon was projected before.

Accompanied by the voice, the monk Yuanhui in a robe came out.

"Don't blame the ninth prince, the poor monk just took His Majesty's order to do the last test to the son."

When Ye Jiuchen heard this, a sneer appeared on his angular face, and then he opened his lips lightly.

"Including the Drunken Red Mansion?"

"Including the Drunken Red Mansion."

"Huh!"

After getting the affirmative answer from Monk Yuanhui, Ye Jiuchen suddenly picked his lips meaningfully, and shouted with his back to the drunken red mansion.

"Do you hear me?"

At this time, Jiang Tingbai, who was hiding in the door of the drunken red mansion, originally didn't want to show up, because Yuan Hui would appear here, which was really unexpected by him.

He also thought that Ye Jiuchen had already discussed it with the one in the palace, just to give himself such a set, and watch himself lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

But listening to it, Jiang Tingbai found that it was not.

Jiang Tingbai originally wanted to honestly hide and listen to the corner, but who stepped on the horse knew that Ye Jiuchen was so unsophisticated.

Don't you know that the debunker is going to be struck by lightning?

But there's no way, it's been discovered, and it seems a bit faceless to hide again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingbai couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his nose, and then pretended to be unharmed, raised his head and walked out.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Tingbai, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, was handsome, and his gestures were handsome.

And the horse Ye Jiuchen was draped with long hair, cold black eyes, and bent lips like a Shura ghost from the depths of hell, breathtaking, but with a fatal attraction.

As for Xingyun and Yuecheng standing on the side, they were a small foil, without any sense of existence.

Yuan Hui glanced at Jiang Tingbai calmly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Master Yuanhui, don't be polite, you are my father's person."

Yuan Hui is still staying in place, neither humble nor arrogant, not tepid, which makes people wonder through.

Ye Jiuchen obviously noticed that Yuan Hui at this moment, and the one who had been dealing with him in the past, were simply like two people.

Sure enough, in this Xiliang country, everyone has two faces.

Yuan Hui paused: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Ninth Prince still have important matters, so the poor monk will not bother." Amitabha, the poor monk said goodbye. ”

With that, Yuan Hui turned around and hid her figure in the darkness.

Yue Cheng frowned, instinctively wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Ye Jiuchen.

Ye Jiuchen shook his head silently towards Yue Cheng, and when Yue Cheng saw this, he had no choice but to retreat.

On the other side, Jiang Tingbai was still standing in place, blinking his eyes at Ye Jiuchen twice a little inexplicably.

"Hey, you're ......"

"Drive!"

As soon as Jiang Tingbai spoke, he saw Ye Jiuchen suddenly hook his lips and smile, then clamped his legs, and with a loud sigh, he rode his horse and galloped away, leaving only Jiang Tingbai's face dusty.

Jiang Tingbai: "......"

Can this horse rider speak well?

You asked Lao Tzu to come out just to show his face and slap Lao Tzu in the face by the way?

Xingyun stood aside, looking at Jiang Tingbai, who was angry and full of gloomy atmosphere, with a confused expression.

Tonight, Ye Jiuchen and Jiang Tingbai's string of immortal operations are really a bit out of his IQ comprehension.

After a pause, Xingyun stepped forward.

"Master, shall we go back?"

"Why don't you go back and stay for dinner?"

“……”

Jiang Tingbai replied angrily, and then looked back at the already lifeless Drunken Red Mansion.

"Burn it."

"That Luo Xiaoyu is over there......"

Xingyun was a little worried, but Jiang Tingbai unceremoniously swept over coldly and slapped the knife.

"There are white cranes, what are you worried about?"

Xingyun again: "......"

That's right!

Ye Jiuchen took Yue Cheng all the way to Luo Yuxuan and galloped on his horse, and in the direction of the drunken red mansion behind him, there was soon a fire rising into the sky.

"Phew—"

Ye Jiuchen let out a low sigh, then stopped his horse and returned to his senses to watch.

Two days after Ye Mohan arrived in Xiliang, Lin'an caught two fires, should Ye Mohan be happy or uncomfortable at this time?

With a shallow smile with his eyes down quietly, Ye Jiuchen rode his horse again and galloped into the moonlight with Yue Cheng.

The next day, early in the morning.

Leng Yue slept very peacefully this night, no one came to open the window, and there were no dogs to disturb him.

The soundproof layer carefully designed by her has a good effect, allowing the downstairs to sing and dance, but the upstairs is as quiet as a coffin.

Leng Yue yawned, and after being served by Zhu'er and Xiaobai, after washing and changing, they went out to go to Mrs. Leng's room for breakfast as usual, but found that the room that had been full of people at this time in the past was empty.

What about people?

Leng Yue's eyes moved, and then she calmly turned her eyes and looked at Zhu'er with her eyes to ask.

Today's Zhu'er has long been accustomed to Leng Yue's cold boss momentum, and Leng Yue understands what she means with a look.

"Miss, the old lady, the old lady, and the others are at the front door."

Leng Yue thought about it, but still didn't understand.

What to do at the front door?

"I heard that the white crane boy was kneeling outside the front door, and now there are many people outside, as for why he knelt ......"