Listening to Jiang Beiying's explanation to the man, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart. Vertex Xue Yan didn't expand his hearing, and when he saw that the prison painting looked wrong, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Prison Painting vaguely felt that this matter was not simple, and said to Xue Yan: "Are you free tonight?" Can you come with me somewhere? ”

Xue Yan didn't know what he thought of, his cheeks flushed and said, "Then you must be free." ”

The prison painting only cared about things, didn't notice Xue Yan's expression, and listened attentively to the man's call again.

I saw the man nodding and hanging up the phone, and then made another call. The other party was his secretary and was asked to arrange a car for him to go to Montene. He then called his assistant and asked him to collect the things needed for the ceremony. After arranging everything, the man saw that it was still early, so he had a good meal with Lei Qing very generously.

"Let's eat." Seeing that the prison painting no longer listened to the corner, Xue Yan began to put vegetables into the bowl of the prison painting. The prison painting was restless, Xue Yan gave her whatever she wanted, she ate whatever she wanted, and after a while, she realized that something was not right, and looked at Xue Yan with extremely enthusiastic eyes in surprise, and didn't understand why this man suddenly did this again.

"Why don't you eat it?" Xue Yan supported his face with his left hand and held chopsticks with his right hand, looking very eye-catching. It's just that the abnormal flush of the cheeks makes people reverie. He didn't know what unhealthy things this guy was thinking, and then he saw the seven-figure Patek Philippe watch he was wearing on his hand, and immediately remembered the matter of settling accounts, raised his chin and asked, "Your watch looks pretty good, how much did you buy it?" ”

Xue Yan was immersed in a beautiful reverie for tonight, and when Leng Buding was asked by her, a spirit in his whole body came to his senses. He, the princess, is good at everything, but she is too picky. Knowing that she spent so much of her savings to buy a watch, it is estimated that it will be bad again. A lone loser is not as good as a loser, he hurriedly took out a delicate bag from his arms and handed it to the prison painting, and said earnestly: "That day was just in time to do an event, and the discount on buying a couple watch was relatively large, so I bought a pair." Do you like it or not? ”

This loser old man! Prison painting scolded in her heart, but in the face of the handsome face that was so angry that people and gods were angry with her that she put on a tender expression, she really couldn't say a heavy word, and finally could only sigh, took the watch that was about the same price as a house, and said with emotion: "I don't have a house and I actually wear a watch that is more expensive than the house in my hand, and it is estimated that anyone who sees it will think it is fake." ”

"Who says you don't have a house?" Xue Yan disagreed with her words. "The villa I bought last time is our joint property, you can live there!"

"Who's going to live with you?!" He glared at him, took his watch out of his bag, put it on his hand, and said, "It's good for me to live in my rental house." What's the matter with living with you. ”

Xue Yan disagreed with her words even more, shook his head and said, "No, you are my wife, and it is only natural for you to live with me." ”

"Go, go, go! Who is your wife? The prison painting was blushed by what he said: "I am a side concubine, at most a concubine." Besides, we are in name only, and I don't remember anything, why should we live as a couple? Wait for Ming'er, let's go to Yue Lao to get a divorce, you always spend my money. ”

After the prison painting was finished, I wanted to fight

own mouth. Originally, I just wanted to refute my identity as a wife, but I was excited to say my true words. She doesn't really mind whether she is identity or not, the key is that she is not very satisfied with this husband and wife account sharing policy. In addition, Xue Yan didn't care about money, and she spent so much money, so she didn't want to work hard to provide for an old lady.

The point that Xue Yan heard from this passage was not here. He was very nervous and grabbed the hand of the prison painting wearing the watch, took the prison painting into his arms, and said with a serious face: "How can you think so? It's been monogamous now, you're the only woman who is married to me, you're my wife. What is the concubine and the side concubine, there is no such thing for a long time. Besides, Yue Lao only does marriage and not divorce, and there is no such thing as divorce in our fairy world. Don't try to get rid of me, I'm not going to let you go. ”

The prison painting was held in his arms in public, and when he heard him say such words, he was surprised and delighted in his heart, and hurriedly patted his chest and got up from his arms, but he pressed back tightly. I don't know if she was so panicked that she had no strength or Xue Yan's strength was too great, she didn't have any resistance to Xue Yan at all, so she could only open her mouth and complain: "Don't be like this, I'm talking and playing, so many people are watching, let me go!" ”

Xue Yan lowered his head, looked at her pitifully with his starry eyes, and said with a resentful expression: "Don't make such a joke next time." ”

The prison painting glared at him viciously, and said in his heart: You old fox! I'm not kidding, can you not know? I know how to act, and I think it's a drama spirit! But he said, "Okay, okay, let me go!" ”

Xue Yan let go of his hand with satisfaction, and his smug look made the prison painting angry. The two made eye contact for a moment, and the prison painting was finally defeated. The two had a meal in this weird atmosphere, and the prison painting immediately pulled Xue Yan to the station.

"Where is this going?" Xue Yan asked.

"Go to Monteon. Tonight, the Jiangbei Eagle will hold a festival there. He didn't say it on the phone, but I always had a bad premonition. You say, will this ritual he did have something to do with killing gods? ”

Xue Yan realized that it was not what he understood when he said that he wanted him to accompany him to a place at night, and he was disappointed in his heart, and shook his head: "How can it be so coincidental?" Are you thinking too much? Unicorns are rare in this world, and they are not so easy to find. And Jiangbei Ying, a mortal, how can he catch the unicorn and kill the gods? ”

"I don't think it's necessarily a coincidence. Today, Hu Cai mentioned in front of me, Jing Lou, and Jing Min about killing the god and collecting the bones of unicorns. And Jinglou is preparing to introduce Jing Min to Jiangbei Eagle. But just now, Jiang Beiying said on the phone that Jing Min had missed the appointment. The ritual was obviously not prepared by Jing Lou and Jing Min. So could it be that they leaked the news to someone to handle it on their behalf? Seeing that Xue Yan was a little surprised, the prison painting immediately told Xue Yan about his recognition of Hu Cai, Jing Lou, and Jing Min.

There is some truth in the analysis of prison paintings, and Xue Yan also thinks that there is a possibility. He thought for a while and said, "Why don't you let the green soul go to Jinglou to guard first, and we will go to Mengcheng." If we see something wrong, we can stop it in time. ”

Prison Painting felt that this suggestion was feasible, so he talked to Qing Soul in Zhihai and asked him to put down the project at hand and go to Jinglou immediately

and Jing Min are monitored, and report any movements to her in time.

It took a long time for the night to fall. Time is always like this. It's never enough when you click on an idol drama or play a mobile game, but insomnia can be extraordinarily long. It's always precious, when you're taking exams or waking up, and it's slow when you're waiting for your grades or leaving work. Its speed is a relative concept, but it is absolutely stable. No matter how you feel, what should come will come.

When the prison painting and Xue Yan hid in the grass around the altar, the prison painting had another exchange with the green soul in the sea of knowledge. According to Qing Soul's description, Jing Lou and Jing Min stayed obediently at home, saying nothing, doing nothing, and not knowing what was going on. And Jiangbei Ying was already in place at this time, and the man who was doing things for Jiang Beiying was directing people to arrange the scene.

Although the altar was temporarily built on a sports field, a quaint table was placed with the judges' table at the height as the center, and the incense table, wine rack, wine cup, porcelain plate, dagger, tea set and other items were placed, and the scene was very grand. And the entire judges' table was covered with yellow flags painted with totems.

Xue Yan's face was solemn, and he whispered to the prison painting: "You guessed it, it is really a sacrifice to worship the god of killing." Look at the totem on the flag, it's the logo for killing gods. ”

Prison Painting was shocked, looked at Jiang Beiying, who was stuck in the corner of the judges' table and didn't know what he was thinking, and said in shock: "If you invite him to kill the god, wouldn't it be difficult to deal with?" ”

"Of course." Xue Yan nodded and said, "Do you want to solve him now?" In this way, the god-killing ritual could not be done, and he could still take him back to the underworld on the spot. When the time comes, it's not up to you to decide when the people are in our hands? ”

Prison Painting glared at Xue Yan: "You, the king of Hades, how can you talk about this kind of abuse of power for personal gain without any ambiguity?" ”

"What is the abuse of power for personal gain? Murdering the princess of the wheel is a big crime, and I can't bear to do it because I respect your wishes. If you hadn't said you wanted to come by yourself, I would have taken him in a long time ago. ”

Xue Yan amused the prison painting with a natural expression: "Come on, it's not interesting to accept him now." He didn't know what was going on until he died. People who want to kill gods are basically not good people. If he can't ask for it today, someone else will ask for it. If the god of killing does not collect the bones of the unicorn for a day, there will not be a day in this world. Although I want revenge, it's not like that. Let's take a look. Jiang Beiying can't do this kind of thing alone, I still want to see who the person he is waiting for is. ”

Seeing that the prison painting insisted, Xue Yan no longer persuaded her, and quietly hid in the grass with the prison painting.

Minutes and seconds passed. The arrangers at the scene had already left, leaving only Jiang Beiying and Lei Qing's fiancé standing on the altar waiting bitterly. Jiang Beiying didn't know what he was thinking, and there was always light in his eyes, as if he wasn't sleepy at all. And Lei Qing's fiancé had already yawned.

"Mr. Jiang, it's almost a little bit, when will the one you said come?" Looking at the sports field where the night was dark and windy, and no one even bothered to call insects, the man was very skeptical that someone would come.

"Here we are." Jiang Beiying felt the sudden rapid sound of the wind and raised his head suddenly.