"It's not." Yuehe's face flushed, but she still shook her head firmly: "Actually, my house is full of poison. ”

Kong Zhaoyuan swallowed his saliva fiercely, and his face immediately turned black. So, did he just walk through the ghost gate?

"Childe should know about this." His voice was a little deep.

"Guessed."

"And you're still telling me to go?" Kong Zhaoyuan almost blew up, but he couldn't control his volume.

"Did I tell you to go?" Wen Qingyu glanced at him absently.

When she first explained the task, it was clear that Kong Zhaoyuan volunteered to go to Yuehe's room to find something.

"Okay." Kong Zhaoyuan was deflated: "I died by myself." ”

"This thing is to teach you never to underestimate a woman. Especially women who are good at making drugs. ”

Kong Zhaoyuan secretly rolled his eyes, how many women in the world would be as vicious as these in front of him?

Most women are as soft as gentle water!

"Childe, please."

Yuehe took a few steps back respectfully, half a step behind Wen Qingyu. Follow the brigade of men and horses towards the gate of Quyao City.

Wen Qingyu's formation was very large, and he directly let Kong Zhaoyuan and Feng Yan follow behind him with all the members of the spirit blade. A group of people walked mightily on the street of Quyao.

She wants to see who dares to come out and look for death in front of such a group of people who are obviously not easy to mess with.

Yuehe directly sent people out of Quyao Erli, and only then did he break up with everyone on the official road heading due east.

Wen Qingyu waved his hand, and the spirit blade immediately disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was not a trace of it.

Only Kong Zhaoyuan was left standing alone in the middle of the official road, looking straight in the direction of Qu Yao with a pair of eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Yan glanced at him and ignored him. Directly followed the spirit blade of his subordinates and hid in the mountains and forests.

"Isn't Captain Kong leaving?" Ning Zhi glanced at him curiously.

Kong Zhaoyuan picked up the purse given by Yuehe and took a deep breath, not knowing what it contained. I just feel that the special aroma of herbs and herbs makes people smell and feel refreshed.

"You say." He stared at the purse in his hand and said faintly, "Does she have a crush on me?" ”

"Who?" Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment, obviously not keeping up with his rhythm.

"That beauty." Kong Zhaoyuan raised his head and looked at Qu Yao again: "What is it called a lotus, the person is good-looking, and this craftsmanship is really good." ”

Ning Zhi glanced at him, was Kong Zhaoyuan stupid by poison?

The purse that Yuehe gave him was clearly the antidote to the child's face, which eye did he see that people were interested in him?

Anyway, I don't even remember people's names, what kind of love is this?

"Their name is Yuehe."

"Oh, yes, it's Yuehe." Kong Zhaoyuan stuffed the little purse in his arms like a baby: "Your girl's family gives a man a purse, doesn't it mean that you have taken a fancy to that man?" ”

Ning Zhi withdrew her gaze, saying that she couldn't bear to look directly at this man whose brain was obviously squeezed behind the door.

"Ning Zhi is from Haizhou, and you don't understand the rules of the Central Plains."

"Really?" Kong Zhaoyuan immediately grinned and leaned towards Ning Zhi: "Isn't your Haizhou purse for love?" ”

Ning Zhi's face tightened, and there was no smile on Ruhua's face: "No." ”

"Then you can send one to me." Kong Zhaoyuan hit the snake on the pole: "It also allows me to see the craftsmanship of another continent." ”

Ning Zhi rolled her eyes at him unceremoniously: "Dreaming!" With that, he urged the horse to go quickly, refusing to pay attention to the man behind him.

"Don't be so stingy." Kong Zhaoyuan stretched his voice and said, "I won't dislike what you do." You girl, it's rude to ignore people and just walk with your head down, you know? I said, you don't know how to embroider purses at all. ”

Kong Zhaoyuan's happy laughter sounded between heaven and earth, but it stopped abruptly at the most proud time. It's like a goose that is suddenly stuck in its throat, and it makes people feel weird when they hear it.

"Ahem." Kong Zhaoyuan lowered his head and coughed vigorously, screaming at the movement, and the people listening were very worried about whether he would cough up this lung.

Ning Han rode slowly past his side, and when he walked directly in front of him, he wiped his hands with a snow-white handkerchief very elegantly, and then threw it towards Kong Zhaoyuan absently.

There is a black-brown mark in the middle of the veil, as long as you are not blind, you can definitely see it, it is clearly a mud mark.

"Phew." Kong Zhaoyuan's face changed, and he spat a few mouthfuls on the ground. There is a clear dirt in each mouthful of spittle.

"Are women so rude nowadays?" Kong Zhaoyuan, who had been relieved for a long time, shouted at the top of his voice: "How can there be a silent sound of throwing mud balls in people's mouths?" You are so rude, does your master know? ”

Ning Han turned his head suddenly, raised his hand, and the yellow-brown thing thrown around in his hand was clearly another piece of soil.

Kong Zhaoyuan immediately closed his mouth, and Fang was smiling proudly, and asked Ning Han to smash a mud ball directly into his mouth. The angle was extremely tricky, Ning Han put down his death again, and the mud ball was directly stuck in his throat, almost choking him to death.

He had no doubt that if Ning Han, who was stunned, was unhappy, he would definitely be able to give him a second blow without hesitation.

Ning Leng glanced at him coldly, and saw that he was honest, so he threw the dirt in his hand and caught up with Wen Qingyu.

Feng Yan suddenly came out of nowhere, looked at him with calm eyes, and only said two words lightly: "You deserve it." ”

Kong Zhaoyuan didn't bother like he used to fight with Zhong Xiong, but only glanced at him: "What do you know, good men don't fight with women." Hitting is kissing and scolding is love, this is called sex. ”

Feng Yan looked away, indicating that he was not at all interested in the fun in his mouth.

Kong Zhaoyuan pursed his lips: "I see that you don't understand a woman's heart, no wonder you chase a man." ”

Feng Yan immediately turned his head and glared at Kong Zhaoyuan viciously with a pair of eyes.

Kong Zhaoyuan shrunk his neck: "Just kidding, how can you still be in a hurry?" Let's go, we must help Childe find out the road ahead first. ”

The two figures flashed into the woods by the roadside. The leaves only moved slightly, like a breeze sweeping. There was no trace of it anymore.

It was another rapid march, because he was worried about the military situation in Xichang, and it was even faster than when he came. As soon as he entered the mountain on this day, Wen Qingyu told everyone to stop.

"What's wrong with Childe?" Qiu Lu immediately leaned towards her, this way, it was not that the horses were tired to the limit, and the son never stopped.

"Someone." She frowned slightly, and only said two words lightly.

Feipian shook his wrist and quietly pulled out the sword in his hand. Ning Zhi and Ning Han also immediately gathered over.

"You are each on guard, this man is afraid that you are not an opponent."

Wen Qingyu's expression was solemn, her instincts could not be wrong.

In fact, she didn't feel the slightest movement from the people coming, and she barely had the slightest hint of human breath.

If it weren't for the fact that after returning from Yongpeng Mountain, her spiritual platform would be clear, and her consciousness would have become more and more keen. She didn't even notice that there was a strange aura approaching her.

Just because this person was able to evade the alert of the spirit blade and approach quietly, Feipiao and they were definitely not that person's opponent.

Her palm moved slightly, and a fiery red air flow surged in her palm. Apparently looking for the most opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow to the comer.

"Is it the Young Lord of the Dark Moon?" In the air, a voice came first.

The voice was extremely light, extremely ethereal. It doesn't seem to have any weight, and the wind can blow it away as soon as it is spoken. But miraculously everyone heard it clearly.

"Who?" This time, there was a trace of solemnity on everyone's faces, and in the face of such a person, everyone felt a trace of unprecedented pressure.

"On the orders of the son of my family, I am here to answer the young master for a long time."

As soon as the words fell, a dark figure suddenly appeared on the empty ground in front of him.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and if he hadn't appeared automatically, almost no one could have sensed his position. That kind of body speed is like a ghost.

"You are?" Wen Qingyu's eyes narrowed, and he looked directly at the man opposite.

The man on the opposite side did not dodge his gaze at all: "My name is Mei, and I am the shadow sent by the prince to the prince." ”

Wen Qingyu flipped his wrist and dissipated the power of the Red Yang Lotus Shadow. It was the first time she had seen Charm, but she could tell at a glance that this person was not lying.

The people of Sky Mountain seem to be very different from the people everywhere.

She has seen Yu Hanyan, she has seen the elders of her Sky Mountain, and now she has seen the charm again.

These people seem to have some detachment from the world, and that kind of aura is not deliberately made by them, but flows unconsciously from their bones.

Even Bingluo and Hua Qiansheng, who used to be a disciple of the outer sect of the Firmament Mountain, also had that special aura on them.

That kind of dizziness makes them immediately distinguish from ordinary people wherever they go.

That kind of detachment is as if everyone else is a vulgar person. Only those of their Firmament Mountain are the immortals who have fallen into the mortal dust by mistake.

Of course, this kind of detached immortal qi has never been seen in Yu Canglan, he is an outlier.

The body of the charm has the unique fairy aura of the Sky Mountain. Even if he didn't say it, she knew that he was from the Firmament Mountain.

"Isn't Yu Canglan the most in need of people at this time?" Wen Qingyu's eyes narrowed, and he was a little uneasy in his heart.

Mei is the shadow given to Yu Canglan by King Ji'an, and his ability must be not small.

She had never seen this person, and even the last time she was on the line of life and death in the water prison, Yu Canglan had never called this person out.

That means that when it comes to real life, the charm will never appear.

Now that he has appeared in front of his eyes, isn't it impossible for a shadow or something to leave his master? He appeared here, does it mean that Yu Canglan has ......?

"The prince asked me to bring a message to the young master." Mei spoke very quickly, and did not pause at all: "Please go back as soon as possible when the young master has played enough, and if you go back a few days later, he really doesn't care." ”

Wen Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, this is Yu Canglan's style, it seems that Xichang has really reached the moment of life and death.

Otherwise, Yu Canglan would not have used all the last hole cards to save his life.

Sent such a powerful person out just to send her a message?

The crisis in Xichang is known even if he doesn't need to say it, so Yu Canglan's intention to let the charm come out is definitely not so simple.

"What else did Yu Canglan tell you to tell me?"

"The prince asked me to tell you the battle before I left, and I won't pull down a word."