"Lin Niannian, you come out!" He frowned and slammed the door.

But there was not the slightest response in it.

A bad premonition instantly rose in my heart. Yan Chenghuai gave Chen Qi next to him a look and motioned for him to open the door.

Chen Qi didn't say much, took two steps back, and kicked the door fiercely, and the whole door was torn apart in an instant.

At the same time, the scene inside the house was also reflected in the eyes of those present.

I saw a man in red clothes lying on the ground, and the house was in a mess, obviously something had happened.

Lin Niannian's shadow is not among them.

Yan Chenghuai's face instantly became ugly.

"Search!" He rushed at Chen Qidao behind him, who was not ambiguous, picked out a long knife from his waist and turned around in the cabinet, and found that there was no shadow of a woman.

Zhao Yuanwai behind him was stunned when he saw the person lying underneath, and then immediately pounced and dragged the person up from the ground.

"Daughter, daughter, what's wrong with you?"

He cried out loudly, and the man lying on the ground woke up slowly.

A hint of dazedness flashed on the character's face at first, and then when he saw the surrounding scene and Yan Chenghuai's ugly face, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Daddy," he replied, sobbing, his voice peculiar to a woman's femininity.

Yan Chenghuai frowned when he heard this, and in the next second, he put the common thing around his waist on his neck, which frightened Zhao Yuanwai and hurriedly pleaded.

"What are you doing, little girl, he didn't do anything, why is it here!"

Yan Chenghuai ignored his words, he stared at the woman who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing with his eyes, and said coldly:

"What about Lin Niannian?"

"The woman who married you, where is she?"

"Miss Zhao...", crying, unable to help herself, it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence intermittently, "Aunt... Mother, she said where she was going and wanted to leave early. ”

"I... Because the ritual was not completed, I didn't stop people, that... The girl medicated me unconscious, and I don't know where she is now. ”

"Lie!" Yan Chenghuai's eyes were cold, and the long sword moved forward a few points closer.

"There's no back door, and she doesn't go through the front door. How did I not know that she was out? ”

Perhaps because her expression was too fierce, the woman kneeling on the ground cried even more fiercely.

At the same time, Chen Qi, who was checking on the side, saw something different, picked the bed sheet that was cut off at the waist in the window with the tip of a knife and brought it to everyone, and whispered:

"Master."

Yan Chenghuai turned his head suddenly, grabbed the red sheet in his hand, the ink rolled in his eyes, he grabbed the thing tightly in his hand, and laughed angrily:

"Okay, Lin Niannian!"

With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

The long sword fell to the ground with a "click", and Chen Qi, who was walking behind, glanced at the "Miss Zhao" who was trembling with fright, with a warning in his eyes.

After the master and servant left, the woman who was still trembling suddenly stopped.

Then he slowly stood up, and a hint of mockery suddenly appeared on his originally gorgeous face.

"Your Highness, offended."

Zhao Yuanwai, who was still cowardly just now, also stood up, lowered his body and stepped back, with a sincere fear on his face.

"What a sin." "Miss Zhao" regained her former clear and youthful voice, and her tone was quite strange.

"These two masters and servants are really alike." He stood in the position of the window. Looking at the big locust tree outside, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

No one knew better than him that the little ecstasy had made him faint at all.

For a long time, the erosion of medicinal power has already made him invulnerable.

It's all just a trick to play tricks.

Thinking of the panic on the woman's face just now, Zhao Cao couldn't help but think of teasing.

He came all the way from the capital to see what was worthy of Yan Chenghuai's nostalgia in this small Fengcheng.

Now it seems that it really lives up to its name.

"Your Highness, the Queen Mother urges you to go back quickly." The "Zhao Yuanwai" behind him was also urged by Hanlin Zhou Sheng, who had been tolerated by the court.

With just this sentence, Zhao Ke's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Hehe, the old witch played her own son to death, and now she finally remembers that the Lone King is here?"

"Does he remember when he threw the lonely king in the monk's pile to make medicine for those bald donkeys?"

"Hahaha, now the cycle of cause and effect, his last son is about to die!"

When the new king ascended the throne, Zhao Cao was only born to a palace concubine at that time, but he was only a four-year-old child, in order to stabilize his son's status.

Today, the Queen Mother secretly sent him to the temple, where he endured things that he could not forget in this life, and every day was like hell.

If it weren't for the old ministry and old ministers of the concubine, I am afraid that those people who would have been played with by those bald donkeys would have been inhuman, and ghosts would not have been ghosts.

Now when today's son is addicted to the art of immortality, the government doesn't care, and there is no heir around him, the old demon woman took him out of the temple.

Outside, he has been unable to push out of his illness as a weak and sickly person, because he has relaxed the vigilance of the old demon woman, and secondly, he can secretly gather his own forces.

And Yan Chenghuai is the most important link he wants to befriend.

But he didn't expect the other party to come to Fengcheng one step ahead of him, and as a last resort, he had to disguise himself as the so-called Miss Zhao to try the details of this person, but he didn't expect him to discover a big harvest.

Lin Nian Nian, he chewed on the name playfully and repeatedly.

The name reminded him of another person at that time.

A person who should have disappeared into the flames, who should not have existed.

…

Lin Niannian held the reins of the horse in his hand and walked stiffly.

An hour ago, she and Lao Zhang secretly rendezvoused in the grove.

Lao Zhang also lived up to his expectations and brought her a real thousand-mile horse, but he was somewhat reluctant when he handed it over to himself.

"Xiaolin, you have to treat my cuihua well...", he reluctantly patted the horse's buttocks.

Lin Niannian, who took the reins, felt that something was wrong.

"What Cuihua, are you talking about this horse?"

Her eyes widened in surprise and she touched the horse's mane, "Why did a beast come up with a personal name?" ”

"You know what?" Lao Zhang was unhappy, "Do you think everyone is like you, so cold-blooded?" ”

"I told you that I grew up seeing this horse, if you hadn't borrowed it, I wouldn't have given it to you!"

Lao Zhang blurted out, and actually said what was in his heart for a while.

Lin Niannian paused, squinting at him:

"Didn't you say you got it from a horse dealer?"

"Why did you raise it again?"

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, anyway, you have a horse now, and you travel thousands of miles a day." The old Zhang who was debunked said with a smile.