Ming Yao frowned lightly when he heard this, closed his eyes and read the term lightly, and resealed Ying Tianjiao into the sword body.

"I'm not a plaything that you call and linger away, ahhhh

Ying Tianjiao's voice gradually disappeared into the sword.

Ming Yao was finally much cleaner, and she pressed her temples helplessly.

At this time, she felt a slight abnormal fluctuation in her spiritual power, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in her heart.

This is the strangeness of being trapped in the inn by her, Ming Yao quickly rushed back to the inn.

However, she didn't see anything abnormal about Ah Rong, and at this time, Ming Yao changed her body and disguised herself as an old woman with vicissitudes.

She decided to observe Ah Rong's usual performance quietly.

Ah Rong didn't know that the inn she was in was a transparent barrier imposed by Ming Yao, and she didn't know that Ming Yao was observing her every move.

There is a stage in the main hall on the first floor of the inn, and the front of the stage is blocked by a screen on weekdays.

The stage is only shown when there is a storyteller or a geisha.

Ming Yao sat in the elegant seat on the second floor, ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of tea, and her eyes were fixed on everything in the main hall on the first floor.

Ah Rong's posture is graceful, and the piano sound is unique, and there is a little flirtation in the melodious tune.

Soon, Ming Yao locked on a man in black.

Ming Yao could only see the middle-aged man's side face, he was graceful and luxurious, sitting upright under Ah Rong, and flirting with Ah Rong.

Ah Rong finished the song, twisted her slender waist, and deliberately passed by the man.

Her fingers swayed in the long white silk sleeves, intentionally or unintentionally, brushing the man's shoulder, and the man was so hooked that he grabbed her small wrist and pulled her into his arms.

So, Ah Rong was next to the man and drank a glass of wine with him.

At this time, everyone's attention is not on Ah Rong and the man, and a popular storyteller has taken the stage.

The audience applauded thunderously.

Ming Yao hurriedly glanced at the storyteller, and his eyes continued to fall on Ah Rong.

The storyteller knocked on the bamboo board and began to tell the story: "Today, let's talk about the love story of the fox demon clan!" ”

Several people in the audience applauded and shouted, "Good! Good! ”

Ming Yao saw Ah Rong pick up a small glass of wine, took a sip gently, and then handed the rest of the wine to the man, who put one hand around her waist, and after she finished feeding her a sip of wine, he swept his lips.

The storyteller continued: "This fox demon clan has always taken love and love as the whole of life, and it is said that Xiaoyu, the daughter of the fox demon clan master, fell in love with a Taoist priest as soon as she became an adult. The Taoist priest concealed his identity, saying that he was just an ordinary scholar. Xiaoyu didn't dare to tell anyone that she was a little demon, and she also concealed her identity. ”

Ming Yao heard it, this is not vest literature!

Immediately became interested, she listened to the story with one ear, and stared at Ah Rong with a pair of eyes.

Rong continued to take a sip of her own wine and feed the man another sip of wine.

The eyes of the two were full of lust.

Storyteller: "So, Xiaoyu fell in love with the Taoist priest, you and I were nong, and they also gave birth to a daughter." When Xiaoyu's younger brother found out, he was immediately quite angry, and he directly found the Taoist priest and prepared to use the fox demon technique to put him to death. ”

"Who knew that the scholar knew that the person who came was a demon queen, so he used Taoism to fight with Xiaoyu's younger brother, and Xiaoyu's younger brother saw that this liar had deceived his sister! Where are these ordinary people! It's clear that he is a Taoist priest with deep internal strength! ”