Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Junlou Comes at Night

Fusheng touched his head, a little strange, but followed Yu Ziqing's footsteps.

Jun Louye stretched out his slender fingers to pinch the willow leaves that fell on his hair, and then slowly put them in front of his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked.

"The little guy is quite alert."

In just a while, he frowned on his good-looking eyebrows.

"But ...... "Why is the aura on her body so weird?" It's like ...... Covered up something.

"Lord."

While he was thinking, Xuan Mo's voice came from behind him.

Jun Lou Ye frowned, looked at Yu Ziqing's distant back, and said, "You didn't see anything just now. ”

Xuan Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, could it be that the Venerable Lord was talking about the fact that the Fang Cai Feng Palace Lord fought with that immortal demon and took him away ruthlessly?

"The subordinates are white." Suddenly, he paused for a moment, and his face was embarrassed: "But Lord, didn't you come this time to bring Ruthlessness back to the Cloud Hall and show the Yin to those elders?" Why don't you just take a shot and snatch it ruthlessly? ”

"Rob?" Jun Lou sneered, "Can the person who can be ruthlessly subdued, will the cultivation be low?" Xuanmo, you're really getting more and more confused. ”

Xuan Mo patted his head and looked ashamed: "My subordinates know that they are wrong." ”

As he said this, his eyes kept staring at the ruthlessness on the shoulders of the floating beings in the distance, this immortal demon was really important to the Venerable Lord.

Jun Louye's eyes flashed, looking at Xuan Mo's appearance, he couldn't help but speak: "They won't take the life of this undead demon, and it's not too late for us to do it when they succeed." ”

Seeing Yu Ziqing and Fusheng's backs gradually moving away, he patted Xuan Mo's shoulder and said, "Let's go." ”

Xuan Mo nodded, and then a gust of wind rose, and the two disappeared.

Yu Ziqing in the distance turned around and watched the willow leaves flying in the air, the corners of her mouth hooked.

Junlou Night ......

When Yu Ziqing returned to the Xianlai Inn with Fusheng, Shangguan Xingyun was standing in the main hall waiting for them.

Fusheng threw Ruthless on the ground, turned around and poured a cup of tea, and drank it gurgling.

Seeing that Yu Ziqing was fine, Shangguan Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and his slightly cold face had a hint of softness.

He glanced at the motionless ruthlessness on the ground, "Leave it to me next." ”

Yu Ziqing yawned and said, "Well, it's okay, I'll go catch up on sleep." ”

As she spoke, she stepped out of the threshold, and Qing'er hurriedly came to help her.

"Where's Woody?" Yu Ziqing's footsteps did not stop.

Qing'er smiled: "That little ghost was arranged by me in the back kitchen." ”

Yu Ziqing raised her eyebrows, thinking of Wu Di's thin arms and legs, she couldn't help but speak: "He can cook?" ”

"Wu Di patted his chest and told me that he didn't know anything else but made a good dish." Qing'er originally wanted to arrange him in the Xuan team in Santing to follow them to cultivate, but after thinking about it, he still felt that the back kitchen was more suitable for him.

As soon as Yu Ziqing closed her eyes on the couch in the first hall of the East Wing, she noticed a slight fluctuation in the air, and her consciousness moved, and silver spiritual power gathered in her palm.

The space twisted slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a man in a dark robe appeared in this side of the world.

Yu Ziqing sat up slowly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and three words overflowed from between her lips and teeth: "Junlou Night." ”

The man in front of him, dressed in a dark shirt, his black hair was loosely fixed with a dark hosta, and half a silver mask covered the part above the red lips.

Mysterious, dangerous!

This is the second time that Yu Ziqing has seen Junlou Ye head-on.

"The Venerable Lord of the Cloud Hall is not good to stay at the top of the clouds, why do you have to come to my Immortal Inn?" Yu Ziqing was still Feng Jiuqing's appearance now, and as the words fell, she paced to the glass table and sat down, bowed slightly to Jun Louye, and motioned for him to sit down.

Jun Lou Ye lifted the hem of his wide clothes and sat down in front of Yu Ziqing unhurriedly.

"The deity has come to make a deal with you." Taking the teacup handed by Yu Ziqing, Jun Lou Ye spoke.

Yu Ziqing raised her eyebrows with interest and said, "I'm curious about what kind of deal is worth coming over in person." ”

The Cloud Palace has never interacted with any sect, and they have been doing the work of the Heavenly Realm Reception Envoy in the Eastern Continent, and they are conscientious.

How could he want to cooperate with the Demon Palace, which is both good and evil?