This evening.

The capital is bustling and festive.

It turned out that the annual bonfire festival had arrived, and on this day, the entire palace was open to the public except for the emperor's bedroom, but the guards were also quite strict, with five steps and one guard.

The crowd of people on the street was bustling, but they all wore all kinds of masks, some wore animals, some wore humanoid masks, and some wore demons and monsters, all of them rushed towards the palace, and the people who crowded into it gathered around a huge bonfire, standing or sitting, quiet or noisy, in a thousand postures.

However, due to the limited number of people that could be accommodated on that piece of land, soon, the people who came behind were stopped outside the palace by Yu Linwei, and non-famous nobles could not enter.

Xuanwang Mansion.

"Miss! Go ahead and pick a mask, it's too late, and you'll only have a few of the ugliest left! ”

Xian'er suddenly stumbled into the study of Xuan Cao Pavilion, and was so shocked that Ling Ran, who was practicing calligraphy, shook his hand, and a drop of ink fell down the tip of the pen, smashing a small flower on the thin rice paper.

"Masks?" Ling Ran put down the brush in his hand and looked at her suspiciously.

"Yes, that's right," Xian'er suddenly patted her head, "Miss doesn't remember anything!"

"Today is the annual bonfire festival in Daxiao Kingdom, which means to exorcise demons and avoid evil spirits and pray for peace in the new year, everyone must wear a mask to go to the palace, and the identity of Miss cannot be absent, not to mention that there are all kinds of wonderful performances to watch, Miss, go and choose a mask!"

"Is that interesting?······ But where do you get the mask? Ling Ran stood up and asked.

"I'll take you!" Xian'er sighed, then pulled Ling Ran past and ran out.

When he came to Lianyun, Ling Ran was far away, and he saw a large group of people fishing for various masks in a large box.

"Alas, as soon as the prince left the house to do errands, these people messed up the rules again," Xian'er pulled Ling Ran to break through the crowd and shouted, "The princess is here, let everyone go!" ”

The entire crowd immediately made way for Ling Ran.

"Thank you, thank you······" Ling Ran was slightly embarrassed, so he approached the big box, looked inside, and shaved it with his hands, but found that-

Where are there any slightly more normal masks?

Obviously, all that is left is the mask of the demon and the monster that scares people to death, okay······ How to choose.

But since he didn't like to be stared at by so many pairs of eyes at the same time, Ling Ran sighed, and casually fished out a slightly simpler Bull Demon King mask, and after Xian'er also chose the mask, he turned his head and walked back.

"Wow! Miss is so scary! Xian'er watched Ling Ran put on the mask of the Bull Demon King as she walked, and made a grimace at her, and couldn't help but joke.

"Haha, what did you choose? Quick, put it on and show it to the Demon King. ”

Xian'er reluctantly turned the mask in her hand, put it on her face, and turned her head to Ling Ran and smiled.

"Haha, that's ugly! It's ugly, hahaha······" Ling Ran told the truth mercilessly, laughing out loud as she spoke, and Xian'er couldn't help but laugh with her.

The two of them laughed stupidly, and they couldn't stand up straight.

But just as Ling Ran was smiling so hard that his face hurt, Yan Bingbing's voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Sister Princess!"

Ling Ran's laughter suddenly stopped, and he turned to look back, only to see Yan Bingbing running towards her with a mask on her face at the moment:

"Sister Princess, are you ready? Let's go to the palace together! ”

"Okay, let's go." Ling Ran replied with a smile.

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Finally entering the arena, Ling Ran and Yan Bingbing found a small vacant seat in front of the bonfire and sat down, looking around at the people wearing various masks around them, chatting quietly.

In fact, in the face of the current Yan Bingbing, Ling Ran was both repulsive and sympathetic in her heart, so she also admired herself in her heart that she could get along so smoothly with her 'rival in love'······

And after a eunuch standing on the roof of the building read out all kinds of precautions, tonight's bonfire festival slowly kicked off.

First of all, it was the opening dance brought by Bai Qin and others, which was unrestrained and enthusiastic, quite exotic, and Ling Ran and others applauded loudly and applauded.

Then, there is singing, singing in unison······ Seeing Ling Ran gradually getting sleepy.

Until Yan Bingbing next to her suddenly pulled her sleeves, she said excitedly:

"Sister, look at the man in the middle, his figure looks like a prince!"

"Yes······ But how could the prince perform this kind of show himself. Ling Ran rubbed her eyes, her eyes wide open and looked at the group of men who were dancing with swords in front of the bonfire, but suddenly, her expression changed, and she couldn't help but rub her eyes again.

Looking at it again, I was shocked in my heart, because the person who was the leader of the group of men wearing all kinds of cool masks and dancing swords was not Chu Yijun?

What's more, their sword dancing movements at the moment were exactly the same as the ones she saw in Xuancao Pavilion that day.

Ling Ran's drowsiness immediately dissipated a lot, anyway, she was also wearing a mask now, and she was not afraid of blushing, so she stared at Chu Yijun's handsome sword dance movements, as if he was the only one on the field.

But soon, the drumming gradually stopped, and Chu Yijun also retreated to the group of men, holding the sword in his hand and making a cool freeze-frame movement, seeing the face under Ling Ran's mask, he couldn't help but smile.

Stinky man······ Dare to pretend to be handsome in public?

If it weren't for seeing him wear a mask to cover his identity and face, see how she would clean him up when Ling Ran returned to the house in a while.

But he still applauded with everyone, listening to the endless "Wow, the man who led him is so handsome", "Yes, I really want to see what he looks like when he takes off his mask", and he couldn't help frowning with a headache.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that there was something wrong in the crowd of people who were standing or sitting around the campfire······

Years of combat experience told her that at this moment, right here, there is a murderous aura.

The sentence that Chu Yijun said to her yesterday, "And tomorrow is the bonfire festival, I don't know what will happen" suddenly echoed in her ears······

Ling Ran couldn't help but look in the direction of Chu Yijun's exit, but his pupils dilated suddenly, and his breathing suddenly suffocated!

- I saw a few random arrows, and suddenly shot towards Chu Yijun from different directions······