Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Long Night
The wide cloak covered the upper part of Feng Xiyao, and only the shadow could see the straight nose and the delicate red lips like cherry blossoms underneath.
The upper and lower lips were pursed together, and an arc slowly dissolved, like a spring breeze blowing across the water in March, and a little clear wave appeared: "What, the girl wants to try?" β
"Tsk, I'm very poor." Shen Lingjun clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against the window, leaned forward with half of his body, his expression was lazy, and his face was full of smiles, a little cynical.
Hearing this, the people below twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time.
Ahh
The corners of Shen Lingjun's eyes twitched, she told the truth, why didn't anyone believe it.
If people knew that she was a white wolf with empty gloves, would she vomit blood directly?
"Heh~" Feng Xiyao chuckled, the meaning of which was unclear.
Yu Yiwei turned sideways and looked up at the red figure above, he had noticed just now that this girl's aura was a little familiar, as if it was ...... Where have I seen it.
"Hey, little girl, people have paid 100,000 taels." The implication is that you can't shoot or not?
Shen Lingjun spread his hands: "I didn't say I wanted to shoot." β
That's something like that, you feel free, I'm just passing by.
Everyone is silent, then you have nothing to do.
"If no one bids, the owner is welcome." Feng Xiyao's red lips were slightly hooked, her chin was slightly raised, and there was a bit of a lofty posture in the pure evil.
"This girl, don't know your surname?" Yu Yikun asked at this time.
"How?" Feng Xiyao raised her hand to cover her mouth and giggled, "It turns out that the auction of the Spirit Treasure Box also stipulates that guests must report their homes to get the auction items?" β
"Oh, the girl misunderstood, Yu was just curious."
"Then put away your curiosity." Feng Xiyao, who was still laughing just now, suddenly turned her head, her cold eyes in the shadows were like a cold sharp blade, shooting straight towards Yu Wei, and her voice was even more cold: "Otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear." β
Yu Yiwei only felt that he had been cut by an invisible blade, his heart shrank violently, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his square face twitched, and he brought out a stiff smile: "It's Yu Mou who has exceeded the rules." β
Secretly, Yu Yiwei took a deep breath, calmed down the discomfort, looked up and looked around, and said loudly: "One hundred thousand taels, the invitation post for Donglin to chase the deer belongs to this girl." β
With a gesture, he pointed to Feng Xiyao, and in his half-lowered eyes, his eyes trembled, with a deep meaning that only he knew.
"Good." The corners of Feng Xiyao's lips bloomed with a smile that was brighter than spring flowers, red lips, snow-white jaws, clear barriers and perfect combinations, although they could not get a glimpse of the whole picture, but they could make people sketch the appearance of a stunning woman in their minds.
Feng Xiyao glanced at the entourage on the right, gave a silent order, and turned around suddenly.
The red cloak flicked, and a refreshing breeze flew out, the fragrance was strong and not greasy, and it was different from the spices of the Liu family, it seemed to be even more colorful, with a lingering intoxication.
Liu Junqian, who was upstairs, stopped his movements, and sniffed several times with his nose: "It's so fragrant, what ......is it?"
Since the thought of two million silver taels coming in, he didn't care about what was going on outside, closed the window, and was playing with the woman in pink next to him, when he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, and stopped.
"Ah, childe, you hate ......" The woman in pink was half-dressed, and after seeing that Liu Junqian did not move, her body twisted, her charming face was like spring water, and her eyes were full of water, which made people want to stop.
"Haha, the beauty can't wait, don't worry, this son will satisfy you." Liu Jun smiled evilly, turned into a hungry wolf, what kind of fragrance or something, forgot everything.
On the other side, Shen Lingjun rubbed his nose: "What kind of smell." β
Tang Tang threw a few pieces of pastry in her hand, flying up and down, but never landed, and the pastry seemed to be as agile as a living creature in her hands.
"Osmanthus flavor." Tang Tang said, raised his chin and leaned forward, and accurately took the osmanthus cake that was thrown into the air in his mouth.
"No......" Shen Lingjun muttered in a low voice, looking at the red shadow that was about to disappear at the door of the lobby, his eyes slowly narrowed, "I'll go out for a while." β
The red shadow flashed, and at the same time that the last word landed, the person had disappeared into the chamber.
"Heyβ"
'Click~' The sound of the pastry falling to the ground.
"Nasty!"
Tang Tang jumped up and pouted: "I haven't paid yet!" β
The auction is over, and the Spirit Treasure Crate should come over with something later......
Ask for money!
Tang Tang clasped his hands and snorted angrily, Shen Lingjun must have done it on purpose!
The phoenix flute in his hand poked his chin for a while, and suddenly, his black eyes rolled, and he laughed awkwardly, and turned around on the spot, and after making up his mind, Qingying followed a few times and flashed out of the room.
As the night deepened, everything outside sank into darkness.
The bustling streets were deserted in an instant, and a few people passed by, hurrying at a pace.
The unique and tall building of the Spirit Treasure Box is located in this neighborhood, like a giant rising from the ground, standing for a hundred years in the faint light of the stars.
At this moment, there are still some people lingering in front of the door, gathering in twos and threes, waiting for first-hand gossip.
Calculate the time, and it should be about the same.
Many people look around and can't wait to grow clairvoyance.
The tall and wide door was still closed, and the guards guarding the door were also dutiful and did not dare to slack off.
It seems that everything is no different than before.
The evening breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees tremble.
Several figures silently exited the corner door that others could not see, and disappeared into the boundless darkness for a moment, as if they had never appeared.
If the people guarding the gate knew that the Lingbao box still had a corner door for guests to enter and exit in a low-key manner, they would definitely vomit three liters of blood, so which door would they guard.
The spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is graceful and affectionate, soft but not charming, delicate but not glamorous.
It's just that the crescent moon has no light, and no matter how beautiful the place is, in this endless dark night, it is like a pearl covered with dust, and there is nothing to appreciate.
There were no more than one group, no less, about seven or eight, looking at the pace slowly, but the speed of movement was not satisfied, shuttling through the streets and alleys in the dead of night, quiet and weird.
"The weather is so good, why don't we enjoy the moon together." The abrupt voice appeared like this, chuckling Manman, as if he had made an appointment.
Several people stopped their steps together, the first one was a blood-red cloak, the wide brim covered half of his face, and the evening wind gusted, blowing the red cloak and flying, like a sea of blood waves crashing on the shore.
"I didn't come with this master to talk nonsense, did I?" Feng Xiyao's red lips hooked up a perfect smile, turned her head, and the dark eyes in the shadows pierced through, looking directly at a high wall in front of her.
On the high wall, the woman in red stood sideways in the wind, half of her face was as beautiful as jade, her eyebrow bones were clear, her demeanor was unruly, her black eyes were bright, like loading stars, the shimmer was floating and sinking, with a narrow belt, the corners of her mouth seemed to be naturally upturned, and she was smiling.
"If I say I'm passing by, you won't believe it?" Shen Lingjun clasped his hands around his chest, held the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow wrapped in white silk cloth in the palm of his right hand, looked down and looked down, his eyes fell on the red-cloaked woman in front of him.
"Hehehe~" Feng Xiyao chuckled, the laughter was like a magpie singing, it was crisp and pleasant, but it suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, which made people feel a little creepy for no reason.
"Huh? It's so nice to see me. Shen Lingjun's dark eyes were half turned, his toes stepped on the ground, his hands were open, he took a few steps in the air, and slowly landed in front of Feng Xiyao and the others.
"Then do you know why the owner is happy?"
"I want to hear about it."
The bright red cloak was raised, and a jade hand like snow skin and creamy skin was exposed from it, the five fingers were green and slender, and the white and somewhat transparent white wrist wore a dark red bracelet with a circle of bells on it, each of which was the size of a thumb, but no sound was made.
Feng Xiyao's five fingers were slightly closed, and the nails that were also painted bright red were about three inches long, and in the dark night, like a bloodthirsty monster, he let out a hideous scream silently.
"Little girl, the master advises you, don't be too curious about everything, otherwise the master won't mind teaching you how to behave."
"Tsk, the night is long, it's hard to know yourself, just talk about it." Shen Lingjun stepped forward two steps and stretched out one hand, looking as if he was going to put Feng Xiyao on his shoulder.
As soon as the red cloak was flipped over, a strong wind swept it over, like an open blade, the wind howled, and the green leaves of the trees were rustling.
The soles of Shen Lingjun's feet staggered, and when the wind blew over, he dodged and said with a smile: "The anger is so heavy, it's not good." β
"Tell me something directly." Feng Xiyao's red lips pursed into a line, and she didn't plan to talk to Shen Lingjun about what she didn't have.
At this moment, there was another abnormal movement, and a ball of cyan suddenly jumped out of the dark space.
"Wow, that's pretty hilarious." Unique to the girl's energetic voice, laughing and laughing.
Shen Lingjun's eyelids twitched, and the direction of the person who came and went glared fiercely - didn't you stay where you were and wait?
The person who came, that is, Tang Tang, climbed the wall and floated in the air like a paper kite, landing slowly and slowly, with his chin raised - hum, annoying Central Plains people.
Shen Lingjun gritted his teeth - Yuchan Wushi hasn't been obtained yet!
Tang Tang blinked, his round eyes turned around, he slapped his chest twice, and smiled confidently - his aunt and grandmother had done it.
Shen Lingjun's scalp was numb, and he squinted at her, and he was done? How can I have a bad premonition?
But right now, Shen Lingjun didn't have time to discuss with Tang Tang how to deal with the problem of the Spirit Treasure Box, and he would ask again when he got back.
"Who are you?" Tang Tang turned the phoenix flute in one hand and pointed at Feng Xiyao with the other, and his big grinning tone could also be said to be as arrogant as no one in his eyes.
"Presumptuous!" The entourage behind Feng Xiyao came out and shouted angrily: "Don't be ...... right"
"Jiazi, stand down."
Feng Xiyao raised her hand and raised it back, gathered the bright red cloak that was a little scattered, her eyes slipped from Tang Tang's face to the phoenix flute she held in her hand, her red lips skimmed slightly, and she chuckled: "It's a little interesting." β