Boyang Hou Mansion.

In the dark house, the heavily armored giant shadow was fierce, and the surrounding temperature dropped by a few degrees, and the air also showed a frightening sense of condensation.

Ordinary people have long been scared to scream in the face of this giant shadow, and the bold ones can still pull their legs and run away, and the timid ones are afraid that they have already trembled and collapsed to the ground, and even the feces and urine have collapsed.

The cold, the rusty, the ancient heavy armor, and the terrifying body intertwined with blood constitute a double sense of oppression, which is quietly diffused in this room......

The person who came was naturally Xia Yan.

The Boyang Marquis Mansion in the Imperial City is not difficult to find, and this little widow in the mansion is even easier to find...

After a little probing around, he chose to enter the house.

And the little widow's "ambition" was also heard clearly by him.

At this point, he did not speak, for he wanted to see how the little widow would react.

The girl in purple lost her face and froze there...

But the stiffness lasted only a few seconds, and she suddenly stretched her face and "giggled" with a giggle.

In the empty room, she was the only one laughing.

Xia Yan raised his voice and said hoarsely: "You... Aren't you afraid of me? ”

The little widow laughed even more when she heard him speak, and she suddenly got up, and though her legs trembled, she did not run away, but walked towards the terrifying heavily armored figure in the corner, and then pressed her hands tremblingly against him.

Enchanting, lustful, and a somewhat charming voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, the concubine is not afraid..."

As she spoke, she raised her right leg slightly, and the fork of the purple gauze was arched open by a touch of snow-white, revealing a long white leg...

The long legs lifted slightly, half nesting on the cold, rusty armor of the heavily armored giant shadow.

At the same time, the flattering voice was still ringing: "Although the adult is terrible, he is still a man." And the concubine is just a woman worthy of a man's love..."

The little widow's eyes were like silk, her snow neck was slightly raised, there was a longing pant between her red lips, and words full of charm: "My lord, come and try, try to see if the concubine is worth it..."

Xia Yan raised his hand and pressed it gently.

The little widow was not at all powerless, knelt down softly, lying in front of the legs of the heavily armored giant shadow, raising her head, and her beautiful eyes were full of spring water...

However, Xia Yan grabbed her and threw her back, and the little widow fell not far away.

He looked at the little widow and said in his heart: In the past, the three princes were afraid that they were not fooled by others... This woman is less than twenty years old, but her temperament, madness, and acting skills are not like what the third prince can handle. During the day, there are people who are one and the same, and when there is no one, they are another, and when they encounter danger, they will transform themselves into a demon girl who no one knows. is really worthy of being born as a dancer, but she controls the woman of the Marquis of Boyang.

But it just so happened that he wasn't worried about the little widow's madness, only that she was useless.

As for whether the little widow can be used by him, there is no need to worry.

First, the little widow longs to be close to the strong; Second, the little widow would not rebel against a being who could suddenly appear in her house; Third, the little widow has no background, and she can't even find a reliable patriarch to discuss.

At this time, Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "I want you to do things for me." ”

The little widow smiled angrily: "My lord... Whatever you want to do to me. ”

Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "Take me to Fengchun Valley." ”

The little widow's beautiful eyes moved, and said, "That place is in the east, and it will take more than three hours to go by carriage, when do you want to go?" ”

Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "Tell me the distance." ”

The little widow was stunned.

Xia Yan asked, "Is it possible?" ”

The little widow nodded.

Immediately, Xia Yan raised his hand violently, and in the midst of his lonely energy, the black clothes belt hanging on the hanger on the side suddenly floated over and landed on the little widow's hand.

The little widow was stunned again, and then consciously blindfolded her eyes with this opaque black belt, blindfolded again and again, and then spoke, her red lips moved, and she wanted to ask, "Do you want to play a fun game first", but after all, she didn't say it, but said: "Turn right out of the Boyang Marquis' Mansion, go to the north of the main road of the imperial city, travel about two kilometers, turn left at the third pavilion of the Ministry of Rites and go east, keep going, and go out from the east gate of the imperial city......

....

...

Enter in the narrow alley on the right side of Lao Zhou's mutton shop, and then ...... Yikes..."

The little widow screamed suddenly, for she felt that she had suddenly been caught in something, and then she was carried up again.

This was naturally done by Xia Yan.

He found a sack in the corner of the widow's house, put the widow in which her eyes were covered with a black cloth, and then copied the sack, carried it on her shoulder, and adjusted it slightly so that the widow could lie on his shoulder in relative comfort.

Before the crossing, he had always felt that "blindfolding with a cloth" was not too reliable, so he would feel a little bit anyway, right?

Therefore, after blindfolding the little widow, he threw her into the sack again, so that the little widow would never be aware of the secret that she should not be aware of.

"Pause. I'll let you say it, and you say it again. ”

Xia Yan said in a loud voice.

No matter how strong and coquettish the little widow is, she is a little scared at this time, "I... Where are we going......"

Before she could finish speaking, she screamed softly again.

Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "Since I want you to help me do things, I won't sell you, don't make a sound." ”

In the sack, the little widow covered her mouth with both hands.

Suddenly, she felt cold in her lower abdomen, as if she was leaning against a pile of rotten flesh in an ice hole...

But she gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

She had a gut feeling that maybe starting tonight... Her life will change dramatically because of this mysterious and terrifying man.

Xia Yan turned into an evil ghost, and used the ghost domain to search for the "Lao Zhou Mutton Shop" in Dongcheng, when he went to Winter Hunting before, he had been to the main street, and it was the main street that led to the gate of the imperial city.

In other words, "Lao Zhou's mutton shop" is within the scope of his "monitoring".

After a while, he did find out, and then carried the sack into the strange corridor of Qingguang.

Ordinary people can also enter this road, but if there is no guide, they will get lost in it and cannot find the entrance.

An instant later, Xia Yan landed in a small forest behind an old house.

Rushing...

In front of the old house, a greasy flag was adorned on the pole, fluttering in the wind.

Between the rolls and the Shu, the words "Lao Zhou mutton, a hundred miles of fragrance" are displayed.

It's just that now it's past the third watch, and this mutton shop is also closed.

Xia Yan faded away from his demonic form, shook the sack in the sparse moonlight, and said in an urn voice, "Go on." ”

"Gotta be... Gotta gotcha—" The little widow's cold teeth chattered.

No matter how coquettish she is, she has just had a close contact with the evil ghost, and she only came outside in the purple gauze of the inner room, and she is extremely cold.

Seeing this, Xia Yan moved his left wrist and held her calf, and after a few tests of his true qi, he found the meridians of the little widow, and then the majestic true qi rushed into it like a stream of fire...

The little widow felt that her carcass had soaked in the hot spring, and she was warm, and she moaned comfortably.

Then he asked, "My lord, are you continuing what you just said?" ”

Xia Yan didn't speak.

The little widow said: "Walk through the grove, go 300 meters to the right into the crow lane, turn left after entering the lane, turn right after walking through the three houses, cross the river twenty meters ahead, and turn left immediately after crossing the river......

At this time, I saw a trail that was difficult to find, and there were nine times out of ten that the trail was covered by dead vines, and you could enter it without the dead vines.

Once inside, follow the trail for about twenty miles......"

The little widow Balabala, as she felt that she was running at great speed.

This made the little widow feel strange and unbelievable.

This mysterious man isn't really on his way, is he?

How is that possible?

It's hundreds of kilometers away from the Imperial City...

With the last word settled.

Xia Yan finally saw a manor located in the middle of the valley, he did not rush in, but swept his eyes, climbed directly from one side to the side of the cliff, condescendingly, hiding in the shadows and overlooking the manor.

After watching it for a few seconds, he turned into a demon again, sent the little widow back to the Boyang Marquis Mansion, opened the sack, and untied the blindfolded black clothes.

The little widow looked around strangely and suddenly asked, "Just now... Are we in the Spring Valley? ”

Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "Know less, live longer." In the future, if you want to gather information for me, if you want to see me, hang a black belt on the hanger in this house one day in advance. ”

The little widow was also cheerful and asked, "My lord, what information do you want me to collect?" ”

Xia Yan said in a loud voice: "Anything can be done, the major events in the Jade Capital City, the secrets of the Imperial City and the Imperial Palace...... You're a smart woman... Don't give it away..."

After speaking, he directly turned into a demon, disappeared in front of the little widow, and then came to the lonely cliff on the Spring Valley.

And the little widow of the Boyang Hou Mansion only felt that her heart was beating very fast, and for a long time... She smiled wryly, "Leaks? It's a fool to leak secrets... Such a powerful adult, not Bei Mang, but also a man.

What kind of fierce and terrible face was under that terrifying heavy armor? ”

The little widow thought about it, and suddenly reached out and touched her calf, this is the place where Xia Yan had just transmitted her true qi.

After a while, in the quiet room, there was an imperceptible gasp.