Chapter 194: The War Between Men (I)

Under the silkworm lamp in the dim ground, reflecting the simplicity of the room, the floor is paved with simple 'wool' felt, there is no superfluous 'flower' pattern, the color 'color' is dark, and next to the window, there is an ordinary log desk.

In the upper left corner of the desk, there is a stack of official documents, and in the middle of the table is a half-approved official document, and the wolf hair stained with vermilion 'color' is placed on the ink cartridge, indicating that someone has just reviewed something here.

Nameless lifted the corners of his robe, sat on the cushion behind the desk, since the person went out temporarily, he was waiting here, today after all, he was going to catch this man who made the master sad and troubled, to see how many three heads and six arms he had, hum dare to be disrespectful to the master, he should be branded by the phoenix, and be imprisoned for eternity.

"Crackling...... Crackling ......"

A little silkworm lamp made a sizzling sound, and the burning soybean oil gave off a greasy smell, he wiped his nose to drive away the discomfort at the tip of his nose, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Hey, walking in the human world, it's really easy to get tired, and you have to sleep almost half an hour every day to stay awake.

If he hadn't thought about accompanying his master, lest she be lonely and lonely, he really wanted to be the same as before, become a 'jade' pendant, and follow his master closely.

The windows were ajar, and the silver moonlight was reflected like a cascading waterfall, forming dim white spots in the 'shade' of the table legs.

The cold wind whistled by, bringing a little bit of rain. Nameless shivered, felt a chill on his body, 'chicken' bumps fell all over the ground, and the back of his neck felt cold.

He looked out of the half-open window, and it was raining lightly, why didn't he come back? It's what time it's morning.

Just as he was thinking, the 'door' squeaked open.

Finally back. Nameless turned his head and was stunned, and in was a 'woman', a light white 'colored' silk skirt made of wide cuffs, wrapping her graceful figure, 'exposing' a delicate bump.

The silver-colored moonlight poured down on her side, making her cold temperament even more moving, and the black 'color' of satin-like hair gently wrapped around his gaze.

The 'girl' in the human world is really as beautiful as a 'flower', no wonder there are things that don't love the country and love the beauty, and wear a crown and be angry.

Nameless looked at the 'girl' in front of him and sighed softly.

The person who came was Shangguan Youyun, since begging the Divine Mother to remove Han Qingxue for her, soon Ailang Mo Zhanpeng returned silently, and his temples were white, and the whole person became more taciturn, if there was a piece of cold ice in front of Mo Zhanpeng, he constantly exuded his cold temperament to the surroundings.

So now he is a deep cold pool, deep and bottomless, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about in his silent eyes, and even, she can't feel his agility.

Whenever he wasn't doing business, he would sit with his eyes on the moon, hidden in the dark corner, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

For some reason, in the face of silence, she was always a little frightened, as if those deep eyes could 'shoot' her through.

What did the Mother of God do to him? Shangguan Youyun once went to her to ask, but unexpectedly saw that the Mother of God actually looked stunned, and seemed to be a little unrelenting, and she didn't ask anything for a long time, but just replied to her that in order to get Ailang's heart, she must persevere, always ask for warmth, and it will naturally come naturally.

In order to enter Ailang's heart as soon as possible, she has already let go of the pride of the sky as a 'woman' and has become the housekeeper of Mo Zhanpeng.

From food, clothing, housing and transportation, down to the daily itinerary, and the arrangement of blood guards, she did it all by herself, but fortunately, Mo Zhanpeng did not refuse her proposal.

It's fifteen today.

It's been nearly a month since Mo Zhanpeng came back, but fortunately, her daily efforts have not been in vain. Thinking of the note with affection just now, a small heart was full of happiness, just like an empty boat going out to sea to fish, and suddenly, a net went down to fill the entire cabin.

She was really surprised that she would receive an invitation from Mo Zhanpeng today.

It's just that she looked into the room, and the simple furnishings were clear at a glance, empty, and no one was there.

It's so late, where will Mo Zhanpeng go? She deliberately wore the most beautiful clothes, and deliberately came in without knocking on the 'door', just to surprise Mo Zhanpeng, and now, the protagonist is no more, and the burning fire has been immediately extinguished a lot.

Sullenly walked to the desk, her fingertips cold on the edge of the table, feeling the roughness of the wooden surface of the desk, sharpening the anger that flashed in her heart.

She didn't realize that in front of her, a man looked at her with interest, constantly commenting, if Xue'er heard that he would use the word "glamorous" to ridicule the beautiful "girl", he would have to drop his jaw.

Nameless leaned back in the chair, half-squinting, he was too sleepy, but there was a big living person in front of him, and he was a super beautiful 'girl', how could he sleep. Besides, he didn't know the relationship between this 'woman' and Mo Zhanpeng, if he accidentally failed his mana when he fell asleep, and was seen by her, it would not be beautiful.

Forcefully holding his eyes, carefully observing the difference between the 'woman' in this human world and the stars, such an investigation, sure enough, found a big difference.

The 'female' son of the human world is soft, and the spiritual 'sex' of the body is very rare, that is to say, it is very rare for people in the human world to cultivate immortals and become enlightened, you must know that cultivating immortals must first learn to attract spiritual energy to infuse the body, purify themselves, and remove the filth that sticks to the 'flesh' body during reincarnation, so as to cultivate immortals, fly into the fairy world, and enjoy a long life from then on.

Due to the extremely fragile 'flesh' body of the human world, and the soul has been burned by the flames of the Underworld, the lifespan is extremely short, only a few decades.

Compared to him, who was born among the stars of the universe and was born as an aura with endless life, just a few decades is really a matter of a snap of his fingers.

For such a short time, it is really stubborn to be bothered by such ethereal things.

Nameless looked at this 'girl' for a while, and for a while there was a look of expectation between her eyebrows, she knew that this 'girl' had been poisoned by "love".

He became more and more curious about what kind of sacredness this demon Zhanpeng, who could make his master so annoyed and couldn't sleep every night.

can make such a beautiful woman fascinated, I think this Mo Zhanpeng is also a 'flower' and 'playboy', a guy with a mouth like an arrow.

Halfway through the night, the moon was on the top, and the light rain outside gradually stopped.

"Squeak."

He's back. Shangguan Youyun was a 'excited' spirit, got up from the desk, turned around to look, and sure enough, it was him who came back.

Under the thick night 'color', his figure couldn't be seen clearly, and he could only see the blue 'jade' belt around his waist shining with a cold brilliance.

The rain soaked his clothes, and his inky hair kept dripping with water.

She greeted him with a smile, stretched out her hand and naturally untied his cloak, secretly glad that today's Mo Zhanpeng did not say no, and the flame of hope in her heart was getting bigger and bigger.

"Zhan Peng......" she called softly: "I went out so late, and I caught a cold carefully." She spoke in an intimate tone, hanging her rain-soaked cloak on a wooden shelf.

Mo Zhanpeng looked at her calmly, didn't speak, and walked straight to the cushion behind the desk.

Nameless had already been awakened by the sound of the door opening, and when he saw his target coming towards him, the cold gaze seemed to fall on him.

It's so murderous. He hurriedly jumped up and ducked behind the screen, relieving himself to find that the invisibility had not disappeared.

wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and shook it casually: "This man is not simple. "One sentence said the fierce 'color' in Mo Zhanpeng's eyes just now.

His mana has been suppressed a lot in the human world, and he is still waking up from his slumber, and the various functions of his body are not fully functioning at all, not to mention, if he really uses a relatively large spell, he will produce mana 'waves' that affect the elements in the air, if he attracts the peeps of people with intentions.

I'm afraid that with the mana of his current master, he can't stop him from being taken away at all.

If you want to punish this man named Demon Zhanpeng, you have to think of a way. He hid behind the screen, relying on the faint silkworm lamp, and looked fixedly at the two people sitting opposite each other.

The 'woman's national 'color' is fragrant, with a beautiful and cold style, with a touch of shame between her eyebrows and eyes, but it is difficult to hide the fortitude between her 'lips'.

The man sat cross-legged, with the same cold temperament, a pair of brown 'colored' eyes as deep as the sea, unable to see clearly, unable to guess, and not 'revealing' a little emotion.

What the two were talking about, Nameless couldn't hear it very clearly, but the damnifying thing was that his spiritual power was low now, and he could only use an intermediate spell at the same time, seeing what they said happily, he couldn't hear anything, and he was in a hurry.

He scratched his head with his hands, thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, and the person hid in the depths of the screen from afar, completely covering his body, and then he withdrew the stealth technique and gathered his spiritual power in his ears.

"Zhanpeng, are you really going to do this?" He heard the 'girl' ask in surprise, and although he couldn't see her face, he could only see her delicate back, and he could guess that the 'flower' face must have a surprised expression.

Her voice is very nice to the ears, completely different from the master's, the master is the kind of clear and naughty cute lark, and her voice into the ears, like a feather 'feather' on the tip of the nose, the heart itches.

Mo Zhanpeng nodded, and pointed to a map on the ground: "In this battle of Diga, we must occupy a dominant position, the Demon Sect, the Eagle Sect, and the movements of Situ Feng, remind Lord Shangguan to pay more attention." ”

Didn't he trust Situ Feng and Xiaocao very much? At the beginning, she warned him not to let them come into contact with the core secrets of the upper echelons, but he didn't listen, and she almost couldn't help but teach him a good lesson because of this, and finally thought of her father's words, and she swallowed back the words that had come to her mouth.

There are no eternal enemies in this world, and of course there are no permanent friends, for the sake of profit, all people will sacrifice each other, and no one will be stupid not to fight for benefits. The kind of story of 'sticking' a knife in a friend's ribs and not asking for anything in return only exists.

This truth has been deeply imprinted in her mind since she can remember, except for the demon Zhanpeng...... It should be said that she herself doesn't know whether she really loves him deeply if she is so tolerant and dedicates so much to him, or for the supremacy of the 'woman' in the world.