(12) The Night of Madness

The night of the full moon.

The bright moonlight shines at the door of the inn, and the inn is full of people tonight, and it is very lively.

Because every full moon night, the inn will launch a new program, Yi Lingshuang and Leng Qiufeng sing and dance, accompanied by the sound of Murong Yun's flute, the program is over, all guests can stay overnight, without any conditions.

By the time the flowers arrived, they had already finished their lives, and the people in the inn had gone to their respective rooms to rest.

Hua Chaohong was on the roof, looked at Murong Yun's room, hung upside down, stabbed the paper window with his hand, and looked inside.

I saw that there were four young girls in Murong Yun's room, who were dancing.

"This lewd thief really can't see that he's a whore!" Hua Chaohong scolded secretly, "He'd rather * not want me, damn it!" ”

She continued to peep, no, Hua Chaohong found that those women were expressionless, like walking corpses, and the dances were all dancing according to Murong Yun's instructions, like puppets.

"Friends upstairs, you've seen enough, come down!" Murong Yun shouted, and several silver needles swished out of the iron fan.

The flower red avoided the silver needle and broke through the window.

"I can't imagine that the dignified eldest prince of Murong Villa would do such a shameless deed! Phew, hypocrite! Hua Chaohong scolded.

"Good scolding! I'm a hypocrite! Look at the moves! With a wave of Murong Yun's iron fan, countless silver needles flew towards Hua Chaohong, and the ribbons in Hua Chaohong's hand fell to the ground one by one, and at the same time, the gold dust in Murong Yun's hand had already sprinkled towards Hua Chaohong's face, and Hua Chaohong couldn't dodge it, and inhaled it straight into her mouth and nose.

"Stop, come here." Hua Chaohong obediently walked towards Murong Yun.

"Alright, keep up with the four sisters in front." Murong Yun ordered.

Hua Chaohong followed behind the four maids like a puppet, and they followed Murong Yun to perform light skills, and ran all night to Xia Ai Castle.

After many levels, they finally came to the main hall of the castle.

The moon had risen in the middle of the sky, and the windows of the main hall were shining with rays of moonlight. big

There are guards on all sides of the hall, Han Shanjun is sitting on the Taishi chair in the main hall, surrounded by a group of young girls beside him, some beating their backs, some fanning the wind, and some feeding snacks......

"You're here!" With a wave of his cuffs, the maidens immediately spread out and stood beside the large pillars of the main hall.

He looked at one of the young girls, her eyes and teeth, her muscles and skin, but her outfit was different from the others.

"Okay, Murong Gongzi, you actually brought the princess of the Cold Domain, you deserve to be the master of Murong Villa!" Hanshan Junpi doesn't smile at the meat.

"What about Yang Shuixin? Didn't you say that if I brought someone here, you would let me see her? ”

"Don't worry, Yang Shuixin is a disciple who betrayed me, she has already sucked into the soul separation, and now she is going mad, as long as you bring enough four souls to come next month and cast the cloud sword spectrum again, I will let her go."

"You're so mean!" Murong Yun said.

"Let's be with each other! I don't understand why my disciple is obsessed with you! Murong Gongzi, it's so late, the woman I have here is up to you, just stay here! Han Shanjun still didn't smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, and I will retire!"

"Slow, in a month, you have to present the Cloud Sword Spectrum, otherwise you will wait to collect Yang Shuixin's body!" The cold mountains are cold and cold.

After Murong Yun left, Han Shanjun ordered the five beauties to follow the other women to the cave together. He stared at the last flower to the hole.

Han Shanni turned his back to Han Shanjun and said, "Jun'er, from tonight onwards, I will be in retreat for a month as a teacher, and no one is allowed to disturb me in the secret room. ”

"Yes, Master."

Hanshanni walked towards the secret room. Han Shanjun said to the maids and guards: "Master has been practicing for a month, and in this month, everyone should hurry up and learn their own martial arts. Let's all go down now! ”

"Yes." The puppet-like crowd disappeared into the burrow in the ground.

Messy Red still stood in place.

"Don't pretend, I know you're not poisoned at all!" Han Shanjun said coldly.

Hua Chaohong was startled, the colorful ribbon in his hand waved, Han Shanjun stood still, but the robe floated up quickly, and the flower red ribbon was quickly wound, and in less than a second, the flower red ribbon was wrapped around itself. The more she struggled, the tighter the ribbon became.

"It's useless, you obediently listen to me, otherwise, I'll let you suck in the love powder." Han Shan Jun smiled fiercely and twisted his hand on the tender face of the flowers.

"Phew, three indiscriminate means, despicable, shameless!" Hua Chaohong scolded.

"The beauty is getting more coquettish, don't pretend, haven't you always wanted to get the Seven Flower Soul Sword? As long as you follow me, I'll let you get it! Han Shanjun hugged Hua Chaohong.

"Really? You have? "I don't believe it.

"Do you think, my master has already developed seven wisps of flower soul powder, and finding seven wisps of flowers is not an easy matter? Won't you be able to find the Seven Wisps of Flower Soul Sword then? ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Hua Chaohong followed Han Shanjun to his dormitory, where Yang Shuixin sat next to the big bed in the dormitory, she was staring blankly ahead, with a strand of long hair twisted in her hand.

"Take her down." Han Shan Jun instructed the maid.

Hua Chaohong sat on the edge of the bed and said coquettishly: "Childe, come!" Han Shanjun didn't step forward, he said coldly: "You take off your clothes first!" ”

"Nasty, you're so bad!" Bloomy Red began to untie his robe.

Suddenly, her robe opened like a big bird, and countless golden bugs flew out.

Han Shanjun had already taken precautions, and as soon as he waved his robe, all the gold dust was sprinkled on the gold bugs, and the gold bugs sucked in, and flew upside down to Hua Chaohong, who instantly fell on the bed.

Han Shanjun stared at her dull eyes and whispered, "Just let you play Gu on yourself!" Come on, take this poisonous woman down and bring Yang Shuixin up. ”

Yang Shuixin and the maid came to the bed, the moonlight shone on her white and flawless face, although her gaze was a little dull, but there was a melancholy between her eyebrows, which looked so moving.

Han Shanjun was stunned, and after a long time he gently pulled her into his arms, he hugged Yang Shuixin tightly, and shouted eagerly in his mouth: "No one can compare to your Bingqing Yujie, no one wants to snatch you away from me, I love you, Shuixin, don't leave me!" ”

Yang Shuixin was at a loss, staring at the person in front of him and asking, "Who am I?" Why do you say you love me? Who are you? ”

"Oh well, I'm your husband, you're my wife!" After Han Shanjun finished speaking, he kissed Yang Shuixin's lips frantically.

The moonlight shone on the big bed, Yang Shuixin looked at the sleeping man, she thought: This person is her husband? Who is he? Why can't I remember it at all? Also, there seems to be a guest in the hall tonight, and she heard the man say his name in the side hall, and his tone was so kind, as if he cared about himself, who was that person? Who are you?

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Who am I? Where am I? Han Shanjun was awakened, and he hugged Yang Shuixin tightly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Yang Shuixin burst into tears, and his eyes were still looking at him blankly: "Who am I, who am I, who am I?" ”

"Listen, I am your husband, you are my wife, your name is Yang Shuixin, don't ask this question in the future, now I will let you remember your husband!" Han Shanjun suddenly hugged Yang Shuixin tightly and kissed him feverishly.

After a violent storm, calm returned.

On this crazy night, Han Shan Jun was content to hug this disciple Yang Shuixin, whom he had been in love with for ten years, and he didn't want to sleep for a long time.

The moonlight poured over both of them like water.

Yang Shuixin dreamed in a dream: "Murong Yun, Murong Yun!" ”

Han Shanjun looked at that beautiful face in a daze, and there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, shining in the moonlight.