Blood......

Bright red blood, as well as a vague silhouette of a demon beast, a bloody mouth......

With the crazy bloody breath in her nose, she turned her head and met a pair of cold and stubborn eyes, which made Ye Zhao in a trance.

Where is this?

……

"Master, are you awake?"

There was a girl's gentle greeting from outside the door, Ye Zhao woke up from the prophetic dream, his heartbeat was inexplicably flustered, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Wan'er pushing open the door and walking in from outside the door.

"Master, you're awake!" Song Wan'er's eyes lit up slightly, "The disciple is waiting for you to change your clothes." ”

Ye Zhao bowed slightly, walked down from the bed barefoot, and just took the water to wash his face, but felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Hurt......

It hurts......

The pain seemed to come from the depths of the soul and could not be dispelled, Ye Zhao brushed the basin of water, held the table, and gasped violently, the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down the tip of his nose.

"Master!" Seeing that her face was pale, Song Wan'er hurriedly supported her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Song Wan'er said anxiously: "Disciple go find a doctor for you!" ”

Ye Zhao raised his hand to stop: "No need, it's okay to be a teacher." ”

Before she could finish speaking, bright red liquid spilled from the corners of her lips.

"Ahem......"

Ye Zhao coughed a few times, and blood sprayed in front of the dressing mirror, reflecting Song Wan'er's frightened eyes.

She took Song Wan'er's hand, and the force on her hand increased a little, forcing Song Wan'er to leave.

I don't know how long I waited, but the throbbing pain in Ye Zhao's heart stabilized.

"If you let those old things know, I'm afraid it's going to be messy." She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, her red lips hooked slightly, "It's not a day or two for the teacher, you don't have to be nervous, and don't tell anyone." ”

But in fact, Ye Zhao knew that the situation just now was not an attack of old injuries at all.

She didn't know exactly what the situation was.

Don't...... Something to do with the prophetic dream just now?

She turned her head and saw that Song Wan'er's eyes were very red, Ye Zhao smiled lightly and rubbed her head: "Don't be nervous." ”

"What is there to do today, talk about it as a teacher?" She raised her eyebrows, "What about your senior brother?" ”

Today, there was no sound of that kid practicing swords outside her hall.

"Senior brother......" Song Wan'er's expression stiffened, "Senior brother, he went to find Ling Feng." ”

Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking of the eyes in the prophetic dream, and the bottom of the eyes was clear.

Those eyes should be Lu Zhizhou, so is the pain she had just now related to him?

Ye Zhao froze slightly: "What happened to him?" ”

"I didn't ...... Nothing happens. Song Wan'er smiled far-fetchedly, "Master, the disciple just went to the water prison today to see a few elders, and the elders are very cooperative......

She's changing the subject.

Ye Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Even so, if you want to come to the Imperial Spirit Gate, there is nothing that needs my attention, I will go down the mountain, if there is anything in the sect that you can't handle, you will pass the book to me." ”

Ye Zhao got up, and without waiting for Song Wan'er to stay, he had already left.

Song Wan'er stood in place and bit her lip helplessly.

If the master finds out...... Will you be angry with her?

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly picked up the traces in the room.

……

After Ye Zhao went down the mountain, she came across a tavern, and after hesitating for a long time on the two choices of going to run errands or having two sips first, she chose - let's drink two sips.

Ye Zhao threw the broken silver in his hand into Xiao Er's hand: "Come to two jars of your best wine here." ”

"Eh, okay, guest officer, wait a minute!"

Ye Zhao found a place to sit down, opened the two jars of wine that had just come up, and was about to pick up one jar and drink it all, when he heard the voices of several strong men talking in his ears.

"Did you hear that?"

"You mean Princess Ruri?"

"I heard that Princess Liuli is pregnant, but is it true?"

Ye Zhao paused, frowning.

Princess Liuli has not yet reached the month of her pregnancy, she is because of the special way of cultivation, only to see it at a glance, no one at the palace banquet yesterday saw that she was not clear, but released the news......

I'm really not afraid of death.

Although Emperor Yuanwu said that he was old and dizzy, the royal face, at least on the bright side, was inviolable.

She lowered her head, took a sip, and continued to listen to the strong men's discussions.

"I heard, at the palace banquet yesterday, Princess Liuli asked the saint to marry her and the eldest disciple of the demon woman of Yezhao, what ......do you say?"

"Wouldn't it? Ye Zhao, this demon girl, acts debauched, but her eldest disciple is really calm! ”

She acts debauched, and Lu Zhizhou is calm?

Ye Zhao slammed the wine jar on the table, and the heavy voice made several strong men look at her.

The strong men were on guard, holding the hilts of their swords, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

The girl in red suddenly got up, and the silver chain in her hand made a crisp sound.

"A few big brothers." The girl in red stroked the long hair in her ears and walked over with a smile, "Where did you know about these rumors?" ”

Her hands were propped up on the wooden table, her smile was shallow, and several strong men suddenly let go of the handles of their knives.

The strong man at the head smiled roughly: "These news came from the storyteller of the teahouse in the west of the city." ”

As he spoke, he touched the back of Ye Zhao's delicate hand, and his smile gradually became obscene.

"Little sister, if you want to know more......"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of fire flashed, and the strong man was thrown against the wall, and the billowing black smoke caused screams to rise from the teahouse.

The girl shook her hand, and a puff of gray smoke cleared.

The rest of the strong men swallowed their saliva: "Aunt...... Girl, it's me who don't know Taishan, you have to know something, we'll recruit them all! ”

As they spoke, they were to get on their knees.

Who would have thought that such a weak little girl, with a shake of her hand, their eldest brother would become black coal!

"The exact location of that storytelling house in the west of the city." Ye Zhao said coldly, pulling out the knife they had placed on the table, the blade against their neck, "I'm a man who is prone to shaking. ”

The strong man didn't dare to breathe: "You go out of the tavern, walk along the west, and you can find the baccarat teahouse......"

Ye Zhao let go of the handle of the knife, the knife fell to the side, and the strong man fell to the ground, watching her leave in horror.

According to the strong man, Ye Zhao found the teahouse.

Because the five senses were extraordinary, Ye Zhao smelled a faint smell of blood.

Seeing that she was dressed extraordinarily, Xiao Er came up with a smile: "Guest officer, do you want a private room?" ”

"I want that." Ye Zhao's eyes swept over the second floor, and he pointed casually, seemingly unintentionally, "Prepare some refreshments for me to send to me." ”

Xiao Er nodded again and again, Ye Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped upstairs.

Pushing open the box door, the bloody aura became more and more obvious.

She walked in calmly, and only then did she close the door, and a slight cold touch came from her neck.

"If you don't want to die, get out." The young man's voice was hoarse, "Don't tell anyone, understand?" ”