"Chen'er, in order not to destroy your plan, as a teacher, I won't go to the palace to wipe the neck of that ghost concubine first." Qingyang Mo patted Jun Yichen's shoulder with an unharmed expression.

At this time, it is okay not to wipe it, but he will dedicate the sharpened knife to her neck one day.

There are not many people who think about him Qingyang Mo in his life, and the Thousand-Faced Ghost Ji is fortunate to let him remember it this time, yes, it's really good...

He said quietly: "But this qi is still obtained, so for the teacher, I have to go to the famous Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons to extinguish this monstrous arrogance." ”

Back then, his so-called fellow junior sister, Mei Lanxin, had a heart higher than the sky, and was in a hurry to succeed, so when the master was in retreat, he actually stole the 'drug research book' that the master strictly forbade them to learn.

After the master got out of the customs, he learned that the drug research book was stolen, and he was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

But what they didn't expect was that in just two years, she had become famous and became the valley master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Valley that everyone avoided.

At that time, Master had already traveled all over the world, and he and Baili Han also went down the mountain to make their own living, and they never had any contact with her again.

Now, the person he has avoided for many years has actually conspired with others to murder his righteous daughter and apprentice, and he has to settle this account with her.

"What color does Master want to give the blue heart?" Jun Yichen showed a look of watching the show on his face, and he was very relieved when the master made a move.

Qingyang Mo glanced at him, "Red." ”

"Red? Could it be..."

"I have practiced hard for many years for the Flame Kill, and I have successfully cultivated."

"Congratulations to Master." Jun Yichen bowed sincerely to Qingyang Mo.

Qingyang Mo smiled indifferently, and then casually turned to look at a golden Gongju in the distance, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a bloodthirsty coldness.

"Yesterday, I walked to the city gate, and I heard that the person hanging on the city gate was full of fear, and he teased the spirit girl, thinking for the teacher, this flame killing has not been tested by anyone, so he was 'reluctantly' used as a test to test its power."

"How?" Jun Yichen was curious once.

"Very good!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingyangmo's figure disappeared in place.

"If you do too much injustice, you will be killed." If she hadn't kidnapped Ling'er in the first place, she wouldn't have suffered the consequences of being stabbed by her beloved today.

Although she had been abused by herself before, she only had one breath left.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the pavilion, and then left the Water Moon Pavilion with light steps without hurrying.

"Lord Wang, the heirs over there have informed Ye Xu that Princess Song Yudie of Xiling has entered the capital of the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Outside the door, seeing Jun Yichen walking out of the door, Feng Xuan, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately handed over his hand to report.

"What did the woman ask?" The handsome face was cold.

"Ask Miss Ling's identity and origin."

"After all, she is restless, send someone to keep an eye on her, if she dares to be unfavorable to the king's woman, she will kill her directly." He stood with a dignified body, and his body faintly exuded a natural kingly domineering.

"Yes." Even if the target to be killed was the princess of a country, Feng Xuan's face did not show a trace of surprise, and the phoenix eyes were still as ancient as ever.

Jun Yichen's sharp eyes swept Feng Xuan up and down a few times, and his eyes were full of banter.

Feng Xuan ignored the other party's glance like a beacon, and took out a letter from his sleeve, "Lord Wang, this letter was sent by the Prince of Southern Qi. ”

"Three moments, nine cold mountains are a story." Looking at the content of the letter, the corners of Jun Yichen's mouth showed a touch of playfulness.

Heh~ This jade-faced boy, since when has he been in the habit of watching the excitement.

Feng Xuanjian's eyebrows raised slightly: "Lord Wang, why did he ask you to go to Jiuhan Mountain?" ”

Jun Yichen flicked his fingers and said lazily: "In this world~ there are always people who are not idle." ”

"If it is not as expected by this king, Helian Xuan has entered the border of the Eastern Jin Kingdom, and passed through the Jiuhan Mountain Mountain Road at three o'clock." Jun Yichen replied leisurely, and then raised his eyes and smiled at Feng Xuanxi, "Helian Xiu has been hung for four days, and he should also appear." ”

Feng Xuan nodded, that guy was indeed hanged for four days.

"Then does the prince want to go to the appointment?"

Jun Yichen hooked his lips evilly: "Since it was the prince of Nanqi who invited him, how could this king not go?"

"This king can go alone, you stay in the palace to protect Ling'er, wherever she wants to go, you can follow, there is no need to stop her."

"Subordinates receive orders."

Jun Yichen walked forward leisurely, and after a while, he glanced at the glazed tile roof on the upper right, hooked his lips and said: "Dugu Sect Master, Jiuhan Mountain is a good place, not only suitable for enjoying beautiful scenery, but also suitable for group fighting. ”

After saying that, he flashed and left.

Feng Xuan only felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and then fixed his eyes to see where there was still the figure of his own prince, he quickly raised his head and looked up, and another red light flashed, the speed was so fast that it was smacking.

"The person who can compete with the prince is really extraordinary." Feng Xuan stood tall in place, with a rare look of admiration in his eyes.

The bleak autumn wind swept mercilessly from ahead, and the black cloak that reached to his heels behind him flew in the wind.

At this moment, he was the only one left in the huge garden.

After standing for a long time, he took out a letter from his bosom, on which were written two delicate small block letters-love letters.

Looking at the two words on the envelope, he was slightly distracted.

After a while, he put the letter into his arms again, and there was a touch of softness on his countenance, which had always been cold as frost.

The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and his smile is shallow and faint.