Chapter 39: Is He Worthy?

Ye Junchen looked at Jiang Xiao Tianxin's face as it turned black and pale for a while, and his tough body instantly became fragile, as if the wind could push him to the ground with a gentle blow.

Even so, he never regretted what he had just said.

Thinking of the injury on the little woman's body, the hand that had relaxed his strength a little couldn't help but clench it again.

"Where's she?" Ye Junchen looked at the cold star waiting outside the door and asked softly.

"Back to the room." Han Xing looked at his master's back when he heard his reply, so he turned around and left, and subconsciously stepped forward to block Ye Junchen's way, "Master, she is from the Jiang family." ”

The corners of Ye Junchen's good-looking mouth twitched softly.

"So what?"

"Master, behind the Jiang family is the prince, not to mention that Jiang Yinian and the prince still have a marriage contract in hand." Han Xing said anxiously, "You can't spoil a big deal for a woman." ”

When Ye Junchen heard this, a thin smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Engagement? Heh, is he worthy? ”

"Master......" Han Xing heard something in his master's words.

"After so many years of forbearance, it's time to start fighting back." Ye Junchen smiled, "Then, let's start with the marriage contract between Nian Nian and the crown prince." ”

When Han Xing heard this, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, looking at Ye Junchen's distant back, and he didn't dare to stop it again.

Eleven returned to the house and drew a spell between the cracks in the doors to prevent anyone from breaking in.

The sleeves of her clothes floated slightly, and the two Yin Spirits hidden in her sleeves flew out, because the Yin Soul Body was incomplete, swaying from side to side.

Eleven walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, poured the water from the teapot into the tea bowl, and his fingertips cut his fingers, and a drop of bright red blood fell into the cup, and soon disappeared into it.

The water is still cool and clear.

She picked up the tea bowl and splashed the water underneath the two Yin Spirits, and the water-stained ground quickly cracked and collapsed, revealing an extremely deep hole, like an abyss, and the hole shimmered with a faint red light.

Bang la blah.

Something seemed to be crawling in the direction of the cave in the depths of the darkness, and the sound was terrifying.

In the time of half a cup of tea, several black iron chains quickly flew out of the depths of the deep cave, tightly wrapped around the two yin spirits, and quickly pulled into the abyss, when the two yin spirits completely entered the black hole, the ground returned to its original state.

During this time, a mouse silently climbed onto the table, squatting next to Eleven's little hands, and his white beard trembled slightly.

"Squeak, squeak."

Eleven turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at the little mouse in front of him, his eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit.

Seeing this, the little mouse subconsciously shrank back a few steps, and finally squatted on the talking surface, squeaking.

"Big White." Eleven held her cheeks with her hands, her crystal clear eyes were like clear springs, she couldn't help but stretch out a finger, poked the slightly chubby mouse, and said with a smile, "You plan to squeak like this with me all the time?" ”

The rat didn't hide, and let Eleven keep poking at its body, the only change was that it no longer squeaked.

"How's it going?"

An anxious and worried voice came from the mouse's mouth, and if anyone else saw it, they would think they had seen a youkai.

"It went better than I expected." The smile on the corner of Eleven's mouth gradually widened, bright and open, like a begonia flower, "It's just that my integration with this body is not very good, and it is a little restrictive to use." ”

"Yin spirits are not allowed to enter the human body without permission, let alone an identity like yours."