Chapter 41: Langshen Pavilion wanders back here
There are thousands of different vermilion ropes, as if they are innumerable, and they flew towards Xue Wen with a sneer, Xue Wen did not dare to slack off, took out a wolf hair from his arms, and waved his sleeves, and suddenly there were countless ink lights rendered in the air, and the runes on the red rope were blurred.
The woman in the vermilion dark dress frowned, shook the empty black bowl, and threw the round bowl out with her hand.
The round bowl was set in mid-air, but it did not fall, but emitted a thousand zhang of glory, and the dense spell seal emerged above, enveloping a radius of ten zhang, Xue Wen was covered by the light, and suddenly felt that the yuan power of his body was rapidly lost, and under the horror, it was difficult to walk!
"Wait, I'm not here to provoke trouble!"
He shouted, and when he saw that the other party still didn't stop, he simply threw the wolf in his hand to show that he was not hostile.
The next moment, he suddenly felt that the pressure had plummeted, and Yuan Li returned to normal, only to see a black shadow flash in mid-air, and the round bowl fell back into the hand of the woman in the vermilion deep clothes, she looked up, and Xue Wen saw that she was wearing a gold pendant on her snow neck, as if it was a gossip Pisces diagram.
He didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly coughed, stepped forward and said, "I took the liberty to visit, I have something important to ask to see the son of Wu Fei." β
The woman in the vermilion deep coat smiled slightly, and returned the blessing, with a gentle and lovely smile, "It turned out to be a visitor, we are really reckless." β
With a wave of her long sleeves, she saw a stone table, three round piers, and a pot of cups on the ground, and the pot was still steaming, and the smell of tea was fragrant.
"Don't blame the guests, someone came to make trouble before, so I misunderstood it was an enemy attack, and I am really sorry for the hasty fight."
She smiled more and more gently and smoothly, and between the flips of her slender hand, she made tea, bowed to Xue Wen, "And use this tea to apologize." β
Xue Wen didn't hesitate, he took a cup and drank it, and after drinking it all, he smiled at the woman in Zhuyi: "It's just a misunderstanding, it's nothing...... I came down to convey important matters to my lord on behalf of my lord. β
The woman in Zhu Yi smiled slightly, as if she was not surprised by this sentence, "Who is your lord?" β
"It is the Holy One today."
"Is it Qin Yu who lives in Tiandu?"
The woman in Zhu Yi's eyes flashed, and she blurted out the name of Emperor Zhaoyuan.
"Exactly."
Xue Wen was about to continue, but he heard the man's voice speak again-
"You go back."
The male voice behind him appeared abruptly like a ghost, and when Xue Wen looked back, he saw a young man dressed in black with an iron sword hanging on his back, standing silently.
The woman in vermilion and dark clothes smiled slightly, and said slightly apologetically: "This is my senior brother An Mo, who is also the attendant of the master. He is not good at words, and he asks for forgiveness for his abruptness. β
She paused for a moment, and then said: "However, it is really unfortunate that the distinguished guest came, the host happened to be absent, and it was really unfortunate that you were tired of going in vain." β
"Just out of ......?"
Xue Wen's eyes flashed, and he looked straight at the woman in Zhu Yi, but doubts surged in his heart - is the prince really not there?
Cultivators have their own temperament, some people love to travel all over the world, some people love to live for a long time, a hundred years out, no son is the latter, it is said that there is a master to promise a treasure, just to ask him to go to the home to solve the problem, no son insisted on not allowing, never out of the south.
If he just went out to collect medicine and enjoy the scenery, with the magic attainments of the woman in Zhuyi, he could completely send a message through the air, and ask him to turn around, although he said it politely now, he wanted Xue Wen to go home, which is really unreasonable.
"Is your master really not there?"
Xue Wen's eyes were bright, and he still asked with a smile.
The woman in Zhu Yi sighed, took a step back, and reached the ground, which can be said to be extremely respectful and courteous, "The concubine does not dare to deceive the guests, the master is really far away and has not returned, please come back in a few days." β
When the last word "come" came out of her mouth, white mist surged around her instantly, Xue Wen covered his face with his sleeves, feeling the moisture moistening his sideburns, and when he opened his eyes again, there was nothing in front of him, and he was still standing on the side of the mountain, pine, the sea of clouds was still the same, but the sky had completely darkened.
He removed a peach blossom from his lapel, the only trace left in Fang Cai's dreamlike adventure.
"The ...... of the Child"
He exclaimed in a low voice, and suddenly felt that his task would be very trickyβeven the attendants were so difficult, how could he convince the arrogant and mean boy in the legend?
He shook his head, and decided not to think about such problems for the time being, and it was better to hurry down the mountain while the sky was still dark.
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In the twilight, Danli dragged his heavy and tired steps, and walked slowly back to the remote Dening Palace, at this time the moonlight shone on the earth, she was alone, a foot away behind her, followed by the same gray-faced mahjong.
She was hungry and cold, her belly was tingling, and she was wearing only the thin palace dress she had worn last nightβthis one, and even this one was not at all like the beauty and delicacy of last night, shining with pink, but a mixture of straw, dust, and unknown sauce and meat crumbs, which looked ridiculous.
"Meow ββββ"
Mahjong arched his back behind her, and he was very aggrieved and hungry.
"You can't call for food, so save some effort!"
Danli hung his head and said lazily.
She continued to walk slowly, nearly bumping into someone.
"Hey, you don't look in front of you when you walk - hey, why are you again?"
The familiar hateful male voice sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw that it was indeed the beautiful face that was charming and beautiful.
"Sister Ji, hello ......"
Dan Li greeted weakly.
"Don't call me Sister Ji!"
Ji You, who was trampled on and hurt his feet, immediately ran out and roared.
"Then Ji is always hereβ"
Danli shrugged, thinking that this man was really too stingy and calculating, but it was just a title, why bother with such teeth and claws?
"You-you're so!"
Ji You suddenly discovered something, and looked at her embarrassed body carefully, "Hey, didn't you go to bed last night?" Why did you come back now, and you still got such a body-"
The speaker had no intention, the listener was sad, Dan Li raised his head slightly, "It's hard to say, it's really unlucky, unlucky!" β
"Meow ββββββ"
Mahjong also cried out.
"What are you talking about?"
Mei Xuan's attendant flashed out of the west courtyard, and saw Dan Li at a glance, so he raised his eyebrows, "You are back - it's just a waiter, and you went for a day and a night, are you really 'Chenghuan has no leisure for the banquet, and the spring is a special night from the spring outing'?" β
This is the poem of singing the concubine of the previous dynasty and entertaining the emperor night and night, Dan Li listened to this sentence, and he was simply angry and laughed-
"It's really no leisure, a series of unlucky people have no leisure, it's really a night special, I went to the dungeon to spend the night!!!"
In the last sentence, Danli almost roared angrily.
"Huh? How so? β
Mei Xuanzhi's carefully depicted beautiful face appeared for the first time with a surprising flaw.