Mille-feuille.

The noise in Chang'an City, it seems that it will never be able to disturb the remote place of Chang'an South Street, although it is the most mysterious existence in the entire Chang'an City for two hundred years, but it seems that two hundred years is too long, so that many people have forgotten here. Even if there seem to be many pairs of eyes watching outside the door of Qianfeuque's door intentionally or unintentionally recently, but no one really comes up and knocks on the door here, maybe they are afraid that the mystery in their hearts will suddenly disappear, or they may be afraid of offending the people who live inside.

However, this tranquility was finally shattered on the third night after the Phoenix Festival.

The quiet night sky was full of stars, and countless silver-white stars fell straight from the sky, shining on thousands of households in Chang'an City. Although people are still enthusiastic about what happened during the Phoenix Festival, at night, it seems that the former tranquility has been restored, except for those shops and markets that have been open all night, everything else has been closed, and only the lanterns in front of the door continue to light the way home for those who return late.

And when no one noticed, a breeze seemed to blow in Chang'an, and it floated silently until the remote part of Chang'an South Street, and only stopped at the door of Qianjieque.

The breeze dissipated, revealing a girl dressed in purple, quietly staring at the mille-feuille in front of her. She could feel that the courtyard in front of her was not simple, although it didn't look different from the outside, but it was just that she couldn't see through it.

Through the starlight, you can vaguely see that the girl's appearance is extremely beautiful, the willow eyebrows are slightly raised, like two rounds of crescent moons, the cherry mouth is slightly thin, and the pale cheeks are matched with a pair of bright eyes, as if she wants to see through the autumn water, and it seems to be infinitely gentle. She just stood there, as if she naturally exuded an air of elegance, which made people can't help but get close but couldn't give birth to a trace of distraction.

It's just that in addition to that elegant breath, there seem to be two breaths, one that does not belong to people, and the other is a decadent atmosphere, and the two breaths surround her for a long time.

The purple-clothed girl stood outside the gate of the Thousand Layers Que and watched for a long time, and finally made up her mind, walked to the door, and knocked on the door that no one had knocked on.

After knocking on the door, she stood quietly and waited. It was late at night, and many people had already fallen asleep, so she knocked on the door very softly, for fear of angering the people inside. But afterwards, she regretted it a little, afraid that her knock on the door was too low and the people inside didn't hear it. Just as she hesitated to knock on the door again, the door of the Thousand Layers was opened from the inside.

What came out of it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old pretty woman dressed in yellow gauze, and unlike the woman in purple, the yellow gauze woman's body revealed thousands of agility, and she would never give people a little twilight when she was still and moving. The person who came was none other than Feng You.

The woman in purple looked at Feng You, and Feng You also looked at the woman in purple, others said that they didn't know what the smell of the other party's body was that didn't belong to people, but she clearly understood that it was demonic energy.

And this demonic energy, she has seen it more than once, for no other reason, this demonic energy is exactly the same as the demonic energy on Ye Qinghan's body, and the demonic energy on the person in front of her is a hundred times richer than the demonic energy on Ye Qinghan's body, obviously, the demonic energy on Ye Qinghan's body is from the other party.

The first to speak was the woman in purple, she bowed slightly to Feng You and said, "The little demon asks to see the young man Qinghua, please report to the girl." ”

Although the woman in purple also saw that the woman opposite was as non-human as herself, but because she didn't dare to make a mistake in the thousand-layered que, and secondly, the other party's body was not full of murderous energy, so she was extremely polite.

Feng You originally had a bad feeling for the monster that hurt her because she felt sorry for Ye Qinghan, but when she saw the woman in purple opposite, she didn't have the treacherous charm that ordinary monsters have, but was full of elegance, especially looking at the weakness revealed from the other party's pale face, but she also reduced her disgust a little, but she didn't completely let down her guard, and said: "Come with me, Childe has been waiting for you for a long time." After saying that, he took the lead and walked back.

Feng You said casually, but the woman in purple heard it with a wave in her heart, and the Qinghua prince actually knew that she was coming in advance.

Without allowing her to think about it too much, Feng You in front of her stretched out her hand to draw the enchantment, urging her to enter, and she could only quickly follow in.

The moment she stepped into the enchantment, the woman in purple felt that the heaven and earth in the enchantment were filled with a rich aura, which was extremely comfortable. Immediately, she saw all kinds of flowers and plants that had been carefully planted on both sides of the road. She herself is a flower demon, and she knows her own race very well, and some of the flowers and plants in it are extinct in the outside world, but I didn't expect to see them here. She unconsciously became more curious about the purple-clothed boy in her heart. Although she was curious enough before she came.

Feng You didn't lead the purple-clothed woman for long, but she stopped outside the door of a hall, she bent down slightly, and said to the hall: "Childe, people have already brought." ”

"Bring it in. Qinghua's voice came from the room.

Hearing this, Feng You led the woman in purple and walked in.

In the hall, Qinghua was sitting by a bookcase at the moment, holding a wolf hair in his right hand, swaying on a piece of rice paper on the bookcase, seemingly casual but as if revealing a bit of rhythm. As the tip of the pen moved quickly on the rice paper, he finished the last stroke, and then put down the wolf in his hand with satisfaction.

Feng You had already brought in the woman in purple at this moment, walked over to the shore of the book, and looked at the painting made by Qinghua Fangcai, but she didn't know what her intentions were.

The content of the painting on the rice paper is: a little girl of seven or eight years old looks extremely cute, but at the moment her face is frightened, but she still stands on the edge of the cliff with trembling legs, protecting a purple orchid behind her that is only one head shorter than her, and the little girl's eyes at the moment are staring at a vicious eagle that is swooping down in the sky.

The rice paper is vividly drawn, whether it is the little girl, or the orchid, or the evil eagle that swoops down, it seems that it is about to jump out of the paper, which is very charming.

Feng You was a little better, but the woman in purple standing in the distance, when the corner of her eyes glanced at the content drawn on the rice paper, she was instantly stunned, her face was extremely pale, and there was no trace of blood.

After a long time, I saw the woman in purple bending her legs, and instantly knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "The little demon is guilty." ”