"You can pretend to be serious in front of me." Zhan Xianjun said coldly.

"Hey~ That, you said that in your garden, how can there be such a thing?" Xingrou hurriedly changed the subject.

Zhan Xianjun pondered and did not speak.

The Spirit Palace is a mysterious sect that rose to prominence five years ago. Located in the depths of the Fog Spirit Mountain in the clouds, hidden behind a huge waterfall, the entrance is only known to the people in the palace.

The palace master never shows his true face, and he rarely walks around the rivers and lakes, and he seems very mysterious to the outside world, only knowing that his name is ink dyeing. No one expected that it would be Zhan Xianjun, who disappeared ten years ago.

In addition to the falling flowers and flowing water, there is no third person in the Phantom Palace who knows Zhan Xianjun's identity.

So.

Zhan Xianjun's eyes sank slightly, and there was a ghost in the Phantom Spirit Palace...... It seems that some people can't bear it anymore. He remained silent and ordered Luohua to take Xingrou back to the room. Before leaving, he warned Xingrou that the range of activities in the Phantom Spirit Palace was limited to the Leaving Hate Pavilion, "Otherwise, you may not have such good luck next time, and someone will save you at any time!" He said coldly, turned around and strode away.

Xingrou watched his long figure disappear before slowly retracting his gaze. Looking up and seeing Luohua looking at her steadily, Xingrou smiled and said, "Hard work Luohua girl, when I came, you helped me bathe and change clothes, right?" Thank you very much. ”

Luohua replied with a strange expression: "Miss Xingrou doesn't have to be polite, it's not me." ”

Profound? There's no one else here. Xingrou looked up and looked around.

Luohua seemed to see her doubts, and said with a smile: "It's the palace master......"

"Huh? What the! Xingrou was shocked.

"What is the relationship between the palace master and you?" Luohua asked with a hippie smile.

"Ugh. He's my long-lost brother......" Xingrou said curtly, and the thought that his whole body had been looked at by Zhan Hyun Jun couldn't help but turn red with shame.

"Oh. No wonder the palace master is so good to you, that, is it your own brother? Luohua continued to gossip without giving up.

"Well, no, count it as a cousin." Xingrou smiled awkwardly.

"Oh~" Luohua nodded with a clear face.

"Don't just gossip about me, tell me what happened to me and my cousin all these years? I remember he used to be cute, but not like he is now. In this way, I see that there are tables and stools in the courtyard at the door, how about we prepare some wine and fruit plates, and enjoy the moon while having a few drinks? Xingrou suggested.

This Luohua is also a lively and playful person, listening to Xingrou's proposal, they hit it off, and the two chatted freely under the moon.

Xingrou had a good amount of wine, but he never thought that the amount of wine was even more amazing, the two chatted happily, staggered, so unhappy, after a while, the two were slightly drunk.

Xingrou picked up a glass of wine, raised her glass to the moon, and said with one foot on the bottom of her foot:

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When you wake up, you will be dispersed when you are drunk.

Luohua clapped her hands and said with a big tongue: "Good poetry, good poetry, I didn't expect Miss Xingrou to be so talented, and her export is a chapter~ It's just that this poem sounds a little sad, not good, not good." ”

Xingrou giggled: "What my sister said is, what's so sad, come, keep drinking, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow~"

The two laughed and toasted again.

In the dark of the bamboo forest, a pair of eyes watched the two laugh and play, until they both drank and fell on the table, and then appeared.

The person who came was dressed in a black tight-fitting night suit, covered his head and face, and only showed a pair of shining eyes.

He tiptoed to the stone table, flipped over his hand, and stabbed at Xingrou with a well-forged dagger.

"Where's the thief?" As he spoke, Luohua jumped up and kicked the man in black a few times, and Luohua had already quickly wanted to capture him.

The man in black was also very skillful, blocking the attack of falling flowers with one palm.

Seeing that the mission failed, the man in black did not love to fight, and retreated to the bamboo forest while dodging the attack of the falling flowers. But I didn't want to have a cold and glamorous beauty waiting in the bamboo forest with a murderous face, it turned out to be another personal maid of Zhan Xianjun.

Falling flowers and flowing water joined forces to block the way of the man in black, Zhan Xianjun came out leisurely, and said coldly: "Dare to come to my Spiritual Fantasy Palace to spread wild, you are the first person, but how can I come and leave if I want to come and leave if I want to?" I'd like to see who's so bold. Falling flowers and flowing water, pick his face towel! ”

"Yes!" Falling flowers and flowing water echoed in unison, speeding up the offensive.

Soon Luohua stabbed him in the wrist, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. Flowing Water took advantage of the situation and kicked him behind the knee, causing the man in black to kneel on one knee. The falling flower of the Biluo knife stood on his neck.

Flowing Water reached out and was about to pick off his face cloth, but the masked man made an eerie sound in his throat.

"Be careful, stand back!" Zhan Xianjun shouted hurriedly, and the falling flowers and flowing water also reacted, and hurriedly flew back.

said that it was too late and that was fast, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", the man in black exploded on the spot, blood and flesh splashed, and the courtyard was full of residual flesh and blood and white brains.

Luohua and Liushui looked at each other, Zhan Xianjun frowned slightly, and his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "It's them again?" ~”

Flowing water nodded: "It's very likely, the same way to die last time." Luohua sighed: "It's a pity that I can't catch it alive, I don't know who is behind it." ”

A cold light flashed when Zhan Xianjun's eyes narrowed: "The Spirit Illusion Palace has always been low-key, since these people have come here repeatedly, the purpose must be very clear......" said and turned his head to look at Xingrou who was lying on the table.

"However, we haven't found Miss Xingrou last time." Flowing Water looked at Zhan Xianjun and asked puzzled.

"If you think about it, last time their goal was to steal the Soul Locking Jade ......"

"Oh, I see, they also want to use the Soul Locking Jade to trap Miss Xingrou." Luohua said suddenly, and Flowing Water nodded with understanding.

"But since they've already obtained the Soul Locking Jade, why are they trying to kill her now? Shouldn't she be taken away? "Falling flowers thought of another layer.

"This is also something I can't figure out at the moment, maybe there are secrets in the Soul Locking Jade that we don't know, but this person behind the scenes knows it very well. In short, you just need to protect her, they missed this time, and they will definitely not stop there. ”

"Yes, I know the palace master." The second daughter lowered her hand and bowed her head and replied.

"It's getting late, so go back and rest." Zhan Xianjun said to the second daughter.

"That Xingrou girl......" Luohua glanced at Xingrou who was lying on the stone table and was drooling from her saliva.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of her." Zhan Xianjun glanced at Xingrou with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an imperceptible evil smile.

After the second daughter retired.

Zhan Xianjun looked at the bloody mess in the courtyard, frowned, leaned over and patted Xingrou's face, Xingrou in a drunken dream, barely raised his eyelids, and in the haze, he saw a face in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see it clearly, so he asked with a big tongue: "Luohua, is it you?" Let's keep drinking! ”。

Xingrou in the drunken dream had crimson cheeks, her starry eyes were slightly closed, her two eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips were still closed one by one, not knowing what she was muttering.

Zhan Xianjun grabbed her, resisted on his shoulder, and strode out of the Hatred Pavilion.