Dahan, Chang'an.

Even though several forces dug into the ground, they failed to find the assassin who assassinated the Great Chu Jin Gong.

However, there is one place that is the real forbidden place of Chang'an City.

Those forces would rather search the Weiyang Palace of the Han Emperor than set foot there.

Taishifu, Dong Zhuo's residence.

It is still the quiet water pavilion, and the breeze blows, hitting the fragrance of lotus flowers.

The two women sat opposite each other, both speechless.

The fragrant tea in front of him was already cold, but no one picked up the tea cup and tasted it slightly.

After a while, a maid-like brisk trotter came over and whispered something in Diao's ear.

"Fan Li is not dead yet." After the maid retreated, Diao Chan spoke softly.

Sitting opposite her was none other than the Cold Moon Holy Lord.

No one expected that the mansion of Taishi Dong Zhuo would become the retreat of the Cold Moon Holy Lord.

The most dangerous place is always the safest place.

Even Dong Zhuo himself didn't expect it!

Finally waiting for the final result, the Cold Moon Holy Lord shook his head again and again.

"This ...... No way. ”

"I really didn't spare that sword."

She said this, but there was no frustration in her heart that she had failed to assassinate.

Odd?

Why?

When Diao Chan heard this, he seemed to smile: "However, you didn't do your best. ”

Cold Moon was speechless.

Because, Diao Chan is right.

She didn't deliberately spare Fan Li's life, but she really didn't go all out.

Why not go all out?

Fan Li only has a mere Qi Refining Realm, assassinating him, does he need the full strength of the three grades of the Mahayana Realm?

Thinking like this in his heart, the Cold Moon Holy Lord felt that he was right.

Not to mention...... No, that's all, there's no other reason.

"The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength, if my sister shoots again, she is not allowed to be so lax." Diao Chan laughed.

Sanskrit Pure Land, sisters among peers, and so does the Holy Lord.

But in terms of seniority, the ten holy masters are also young and orderly.

The First Holy Lord, that is, the Supreme Holy Lord Yaoguang, is the well-deserved eldest sister of all the Holy Lords.

Diao Chan called the Holy Lord of the Cold Moon as 'sister', and the latter did not refute it, which shows that Diao Chan's status is still above the Cold Moon.

"Strike again?"

"I'm going to assassinate Fan Li twice?"

Han Yue thought like this, and only felt extremely bored in his heart.

Her mood was also written all on her face.

Diao Chan is always smiling, but it makes people guess what they think.

She didn't dwell on the topic, and led her words to the five wooden boxes beside Han Yue.

"My sister's five clothes are so beautiful and tight. Even if Master Dong rewards me on weekdays, it is difficult to compare a few things with my sister. ”

Diao Chan said, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes looking the cold moon up and down.

"My sister always wears men's clothes on weekdays, why don't you change your taste today?"

"Speaking of which, Fan Li's taste is really not bad, these five clothes are extremely beautiful, and they are also very commensurate with his sister's figure."

In fact, the production of [Cloud Embroidery Workshop] is exquisitely handmade, and it has nothing to do with Fan Li's taste.

Prefecture-level treasure clothes can adjust their own size, and there is no such thing as "proportionality".

"No...... No need! ”

When the Cold Moon Holy Lord heard this, he was flustered.

"The things that Fan Li sent, I'm not rare!"

"Oh, not rare?"

Diao Chan smiled and nodded, and did not say anything.

Since it's not rare, why carry it with you?

The Cold Moon Holy Lord's cheeks were slightly red, and she finally understood the sneer in Diao Chan's smile.

"These ...... These are all earth-level treasures! ”

"It's better to bring it back to the Pure Land and reward it to the outstanding disciples of the younger generations than to stay in Fan Li's hands!"

The Cold Moon Holy Lord said this, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Since when did you become so good at lying?

That's right, lie.

The lies blurted out made Han Yue feel more and more weak and inferior, and she couldn't raise her head in front of Diao Chan.

"What my sister said is that the Pure Land is getting stronger and stronger, and my sister has a lot of credit." Diao Chan seemed to take it seriously, and his tone was full of praise.

Hanyue was speechless for a moment.

Do you really want her to give away these five sets of clothes?

How can this be resigned?

Five sets of prefecture-level treasure clothes, this is what Fan Li bought at a high price, and it is also the first time in her life that she has received a gift from a man!

What to do?

How should I euphemistically say that I actually want to keep all five sets of clothes for my own use?

But without believing in her words, what face does she have to claim to be the Holy Lord of the Pure Land?

Hanyue was in a state of confusion, and there was a faint sigh of Diao Chan in her ears.

"Sister, don't panic, I'm joking with you."

"These sets of prefecture-level treasure clothes, my sister just put them away, I don't report to the Pure Land to let the eldest sister know."

"Huh!?"

Hanyue exhaled softly, and a wave of joy welled up in her heart.

But why?

She looked at Diao Chan in confusion, who had slowly stood up.

"In the past few days, my sister has lived in the Taishi Mansion with peace of mind, and her safety can be guaranteed."

"When the celebration is over, the eldest sister's plan is successful, and the entire Han is the sphere of influence of the Sanskrit Pure Land, and the younger sister can travel unhindered."

"Sister, rest first, sister won't bother you."

Diao Chan is gone.

In the water pavilion, only the Holy Lord of the Cold Moon was left.

Dong Taishi's mansion.

There is a faint smell of blood forever.

Late at night, a cold wind gusts.

It seems that there are countless ghosts hovering in the Taishi Mansion, and they want to ask for an explanation for their vain death?

Only this water pavilion is really out of the mud and not stained, like a pure lotus flower.

After a long time, the Cold Moon Holy Lord made a move.

Based on her cultivation perception, she could be sure that there was no one but herself in the entire water pavilion.

She looked at the five wooden boxes in front of her, a moment of confusion, a burst of anticipation.

Muster up the courage to reach out and pick up a piece of clothing.

But his hands froze in mid-air, even trembling slightly.

"What does the Holy Lord think of these five sets of clothes? If you like it, you can buy it all. ”

What Fan Li said a few days ago was echoing in her ears at this moment.

Finally!

The Cold Moon Holy Lord violently picked up a set of pink neon clothes!

She fled into the boudoir in embarrassment but quickly, and did not forget to put down the beaded curtain and fall, symbolically blocking the external view.

Even if there is really no one in the water pavilion range.

After a while, she changed into this set of ground-level treasure clothes.

On weekdays, the Holy Lord of the Cold Moon is dressed in neutral clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that she had a beautiful face, she would look more like a male sword cultivator with a cold and arrogant expression from a distance.

Now she is wearing a red and pink dress, looking at her appearance reflected in the bronze mirror, she is a little stupid.

It turns out that he is so beautiful when he dresses up a little?

But Hanyue also found that she still maintained a man's habit of tying her hair, which was extremely incommensurate with the clothes on her body.

Hanyue inexplicably felt a burst of shame!

She frantically ripped her hair apart, and her long, inky black hair fell down like a waterfall to her waist.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror again, it is finally what a woman should look like.

Hanyue, smiled.

She took off the [Frost Sword] that never left her and threw it aside.

He learned the appearance of Diao Chan again, lightly raised his orchid finger, opened the bead curtain, and walked to the wooden box with unskilled lotus steps.

There are also four beautiful clothes waiting to be tried on by her one by one......

(End of chapter)