In the world, the moon is as cool as water, and the stars are like waves.

In the flower hall of Shangshu's outer room, the eldest prince pulled down the tulle of the blue coat to cover his face little by little, but stopped at his chin:

The black and white eyes, as soft as autumn water, clear, and as crystal as a cold star, like a meteor flashing in the black and blue sky, a handful of stars jumped into view.

The eldest prince was a little stunned, his hand was there, and for a while, he didn't know what to do.

Liu Enhaha laughed and walked over to make a round

"Aha, that is, a dancing girl actually dances with a veil, and it is already a great favor to not punish the crime! Hey, Lord Wang, wait until he finishes the performance before he does it, right? ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the arm of the eldest prince and pulled him back to his seat, and turned around and scolded:

"Jump well, or you won't be spared!"

The blue coat still covers the veil, the ink sleeves are flicked lightly, dancing, and there is a poem to prove it:

Out of the dust like a fairy trick, proud and isolated, like a golden boy from the west, cowardly people dare not stare at it.

The ink sleeves are gone, the blue clothes are floating in the wind, and there is a pool of rippling waves, who is looking forward to it.

The clear shadow does not need to rise, and the world dances in the sky, like an amphibious snow heron, despite the cold dew.

After the dance, all the guests were fascinated, and for a long time, there were still shaking in front of the blue clothes in the enchanting and tactful, infinite temptation of the writhing, a few of them had dry mouths, and they had an unbearable shape.

Finally, Liu En cleared his throat and asked the eldest prince for wine, and the eldest prince reluctantly picked up the wine glass, raised his head, and said:

"This king still has some things to deal with, farewell."

Liu En"。。。。。 ”

Then he bowed down and sent him out.

Lan Yi and Yun Sheng's carriage was hijacked on the way back, and after Yun Sheng was knocked unconscious, he woke up to find that Lan Yi was gone.

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The blue coat staggered into a room, but it was unbound, and he reached out and tore off the black cloth covering his eyes, and calmly looked inside the room.

The room is dimly lit, but it does not interfere with the wait-and-see:

It looks like an outer hall of a study, extremely wide and wide, but the furnishings are relatively simple, on an official desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly arranged, a few books (or other official documents) are spread out there, and the surrounding walls behind them are no longer decorated except for rows of books on the shelves.

Only on the flower shadow shelf at the door, there are several kinds of porcelain and jade toys with simple shapes, there is no harassment of calligraphy and painting in the room, and there is no incense of flowers and plants, luxurious but not dazzling, quietly setting off a vague extravagance.

"You're here?"

The sudden sound startled the blue clothes, and when he turned around, he saw the eldest prince walking out of the room with a smile on his face, but his starry eyes revealed an unsettling eagerness to grab it.

Lan Yi had a slight hesitation in his heart, but in an instant, he was dominated by another more intense emotion.

He calmed down, put a finger on his chest that was getting closer and closer, full of oppression, and chuckled:

"The eldest prince wants to see the villain, so he doesn't need such drastic means, right?"

"Oh, according to you, by what gentle means should you use?"

The eldest prince's voice was low, and when he spoke, the resonance in his chest vibrate, causing the fingers of the blue coat to tremble for a while.

He raised his head, met the heavy snort that was approaching and approaching, and sighed softly:

"Hmm... I don't know, but it doesn't seem to fit your identity anyway."

smiled skillfully, exhaled like an orchid, and instantly numbly turned over half of the eldest prince's body.

As he spoke, Lan Yi took a few steps forward, but turned around and glanced at it with a smile, his eyes were extremely charming!

The eldest prince only felt that his body was soft, and he almost lost his soul, he stared at the writhing body of the blue coat tightly, and his hand just touched it, and was slipped away by a quick twist

"The status of the eldest prince is noble, how can he be so loved by He De in blue clothes? should have served with all his heart, how could he be unwilling and helpless! ”

"Oh, tell me, how did you get so unwilling?"

The eldest prince laughed softly, and his two hands did not stop harassing the blue clothes, and forced the blue clothes from the outer hall to the inner room step by step.

The furnishings in the room are also very simple, except for two chairs and a round table by the window, the most eye-catching thing is a large bed in the middle.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, the blue clothes stood up suddenly, and let the eldest prince get close to him.

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The underworld, the inner courtyard of the three halls.

The third hall Yan Jun pushed open Yu Cheng's door:

"Cheng'er!"

He rushed over and hugged Yu Cheng, who was slumped on the ground and dying, and was so shocked that he couldn't help but scold:

"Shameless horseman, dare to deceive this seat with fakes! When this seat finds you, I will swear to break your body into ten thousand pieces! ”

Seeing the "blood" gushing out of Yu Cheng's mouth and nose, he hurriedly helped him to sit up and put his posture up, but he went around his back, pressed his palm against Yu Cheng's heart, pinched the trick with one hand, and slowly rose from the dantian with a deep spiritual power, and after three weeks of rotation in his chest, he dared to slowly penetrate into his heart and lungs through the palm of his hand against Yu Cheng's back, and with his own 10,000-year cultivation, he finally saved three points of life for Yu Cheng.

After calming down, my heart was full of doubts:

It is said that his friendship with him will never be deceived by the fake spiritual root, and besides, before Cheng'er takes it, he has also carefully examined it, and it is indeed the spiritual root of Mandala Hua's father, yes! But why this is so is really puzzling.

He thought about it in his heart, helped Yu Cheng to lie down on the bed, and called a few henchmen to take care of him carefully, and after everything was ordered, a gust of yin wind galloped out of the underworld.

After a while, he came to a place, and the third hall Yan Jun sank down and walked in.

The night was deep, like a crescent moon hidden in the thick clouds, and the garden was dark and indistinguishable, and the silence was like a dead world, but it did not stop the cold momentum from the underworld.

This momentum is a hundred times colder than the cold in February, so that the grass in the garden instantly withered and fell. The silent extinction of the flowers and plants made the owner of the house feel distressed, so he raised his voice:

"You come here to see me, why bother to take my flowers and plants out of anger? They didn't recruit you to provoke you, they have been cultivating for more than 100,000 years, why haven't they cultivated a little demeanor! ”

As he spoke, a small oil lamp was lit in the room, and after a "squeak", the door opened, and a man appeared in the doorway.

I don't know if it's because the lights in the room are dim, or the moonlight is dim, no "person" can see this person's face, it is like a layer of black mist, shrouded in between his mouth and nose, the black fog is uncertain, almost no "person" can see through, and neither can the three halls of Yan Jun!

He walked down the steps, and seemed to have known about the question of the Three Palaces Yan Jun, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped the anger of the Three Palaces Yan Jun, and said:

"His Royal Highness's injuries are worry-free, even if you don't transfer internal force to cultivate with him, the 10,000-year-old spiritual root will definitely be able to save his life, but it will only take one to two days."

The third hall Yan Jun was unknown, and he wanted to be asked, but this person preemptively said:

"What hurt him: the magic of soul transfer!"