"Brush—"

Zhao Hehuan angrily pulled up the bed.

The white bed showed the reflection of Zhao Hehuan's delicate figure.

Ling Yuan's hand holding the golden silk teacup shook slightly, and a few tea leaves mixed with steaming water droplets rolled down.

"Brush—"

The curtain was rudely opened by Zhao Hehuan.

She was dressed in a lake-blue slightly sheer tulle, her slightly messy hair naturally rested on her deep collarbones, her pleated skirt awkwardly, and her bare feet stepped on the blood-red gluttonous carpet, white and long.

Ling Yuan's eyes lit up unabashedly.

Not bad.

"Isn't this pleated skirt too strange?" Zhao Hehuan straightened the hem of the skirt left and right, always feeling that this skirt was too tight, but he didn't notice that Ling Yuan was already standing behind her at this time, with one hand behind his back.

Ling Yuan's warm hand passed through the hair on Zhao Hehuan's neck and touched her delicate skin, so frightened that she immediately wanted to leave.

"Don't move. Ling Yuan's arm wrapped around Zhao Hehuan's ruffled skirt collar, and with his other hand, he pulled up her smooth hair a little awkwardly, and tied the phoenix dance golden hairpin hidden behind her on top of the bun.

In the bronze mirror, Ling Yuan's clumsy and meticulous movements were reflected, his eyes were all focused, and his techniques were very rusty.

"Alright. Ling Yuan let go of her arm and stood behind Zhao Hehuan, watching the phoenix dance golden hairpin dancing like a phoenix in Nirvana on her bun, which was a good match.

Zhao Hehuan looked at the golden hairpin in the bronze mirror with some surprise, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Ling Yuan in confusion: "This golden hairpin, is it yours?"

"It's my mother's princess. Count, dowry?" Ling Yuan's eyes were full of smiles, not like he was joking with Zhao Hehuan.

However, why is this golden hairpin exactly the same as what the old owner of Kunlun Mountain explained to her and Mo Tian?

Zhao Hehuan frowned, puzzled, and reached out to take off the golden hairpin to study it thoroughly, but Ling Yuan's wrist was blocked.

"Don't take it off. I want you to wear this golden hairpin for the rest of your life. "Ling Yuan is domineering and serious.

"But ......"

"But what? don't you like it?"

"Not ......"

"No, just wear it!"

......

Zhao Hehuan obviously felt that Ling Yuan was already a little annoyed, and adhered to the principle that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and silently swallowed the words "This golden hairpin is exactly the same as the hairpin of the Kunlun Mountain Feng Clan".

"Aren't you afraid that when I will use this golden hairpin to pierce your throat and avenge the destruction of Phoenix Village?" Zhao Hehuan threatened Ling Yuan very seriously.

"You won't. Ling Yuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, but he was determined and serious.

It is true that after experiencing so many rights and wrongs, she is a little unable to do it.

Forget it, don't be in vain.

Zhao Hehuan sighed slightly, and straightened the Feng Wu Jin Hairpin that Ling Yuan inserted a little crookedly, which could be regarded as a ...... accepted this "dowry gift".

If you have the opportunity in the future, give it back to him.

Zhao Hehuan casually touched his chest, his face changed abruptly, he gasped, swallowed the cloud beads, and disappeared!

"Ling Yuan...... You...... When you helped me change my clothes, did you see anything strange?" Although Zhao Hehuan was shy to speak, this Yunzhu was not trivial, she had to ask.

"Strange thing?" Ling Yuan recalled slightly, giving Zhao Hehuan a clueless look.

Zhao Hehuan's heart suddenly hung in his throat, and it was too bad, the cloud swallowing bead was gone.

Who will it be?

Ling Yuan?Or is it the one who knocked himself unconscious?Or is it someone else?

Zhao Hehuan couldn't help but smell the smell of conspiracy, as if she was just a plaything, teased by others!

She was so distraught that she said absent-mindedly, "I'll go out to breathe." Without waiting for Ling Yuan's consent, he stepped out of the threshold of the main hall.

didn't realize that Xuanwu was close to his body.

In the main hall, Ling Yuan took out a black stone from his cuff, spread out his palm, and the stone slowly rose into the air, illuminating the entire hall transparently!

It's the Cloud Swallowing Bead!

"Instead of letting you feed this evil thing with your own blood, let me suffer for you. Anyway, I wanted to get it in the first place. ”

Ling Yuan, who was muttering to himself, did not reveal a greedy possessiveness for treasures in his eyes.

In the corridor, Zhao Hehuan buried his head, walking aimlessly with a dejected face, all the way the maids were envious and jealous, as if she had received some supreme grace, God knows that she had just lost a treasure that could open the door of Qiankun!

Closer, Zhao Hehuan only listened to a few whispering and pointing maids, and the grievances in his heart were a little more, what happened in just an hour, obviously he was just punished and tickled, how could he be rumored to be begging for their grace to her?!

Zhao Hehuan was already annoyed in his heart, hearing such rumors and rumors, he couldn't automatically filter them, and when a few maids were chatting deeply, he leaned over and said faintly: "Why don't you let me teach you how to seduce your honorable man?"

The discussion of the maids came to an abrupt end, and after leaving their beards blank, they all gasped and ran away with their heads down, like rabbits. There was a timid one who shouted "Mom!", and then he cried and ran forward, but he didn't see the steps, and with a "bang!", he fell and ate.

Zhao Hehuan shook his head with a very distressed expression, walked over from the maid who was so painful that he couldn't move, and said very viciously: "I heard...... ...... of chewing the base of the tongue Go to hell after death...... It's going to be cut off!" After speaking, Zhao Hehuan also made up a very neat gesture to wipe his neck, which frightened the maid and cried on the spot.

Xuanwu, who was protecting Zhao Hehuan in the shadows at any time, felt a cool breeze on his neck, and his whole body shivered.

Just when Xuanwu shuddered for a moment, when he raised his eyes again, he found that Zhao Hehuan was gone!

Xuanwu's cold eyebrows furrowed tightly, and with his well-trained training, he flew towards the Blood Destroying Palace!

Zhao Hehuan felt that he was dragged into the corner door by a strong hand, and the thought of "Oops! was plotted again!" flashed in his heart, but when he saw the person who came, he couldn't help but feel excited!

It turned out to be a pink butterfly!

"Shhhhhh

Zhao Hehuan hurriedly covered the cheers he almost screamed out happily, lowered his voice and asked in surprise: "Sister Pink Butterfly, why are you here?"

You know, this is the Blood Destroying Peak! If nothing happens, Pink Butterfly won't joke about her safety, right?

Pink Butterfly's face sank, and she half-squatted and said, "Hehuan, I originally came to investigate the flower thief who has repeatedly harassed the ladies in the pavilion in recent days on the order of the pavilion master. Originally, there was already an eyebrow. Unexpectedly, he chased all the way to this blood-destroying peak. And, I found a very strange thing. ”

Strange thing?

"Hurry up, go over there and look for it!We must find Miss Zhao's whereabouts!" The guards of the Blood Destroying Peak had already begun to search, and Zhao Hehuan couldn't help but worry about the safety of the pink butterfly.

Fan Die also realized this, so she took Zhao Hehuan's hand and said eagerly: "I'll make a long story short. I saw the thief wearing a mask and holding Mo Tian, who was covered in blood, and went to the second hall in the east. Hehuan, it's too late, I have to go first. There will be a period later, remember to protect yourself. ”

Before Zhao Hehuan could say goodbye, a group of guards rushed in, and when he looked back, Pink Butterfly had already flown away and fled without a trace!

Wait, what did Pink Butterfly say?

The second hall in the east, the mask covered in blood, the second hall in the east???

That's not ...... Lan'er's dormitory!?

Zhao Hehuan's face sank, and a cold hit his heart.

"Found it! Found it! Miss Zhao is here!" a guard loudly informed the other detachments, but Zhao Hehuan grabbed the collar, and the guard who was out of breath but couldn't fight back looked at Zhao Hehuan pleadingly.

"Take me to the second hall to the east. Zhao Hehuan's hands were already trembling slightly, and the green tendons burst out!

"Don't embarrass him, he's just a guard. If you want to go, I'll take you. It was rare for Ling Yuan to see Zhao Hehuan so abnormally angry, although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that if he didn't take her there, he was afraid that with her strong temper, he wouldn't give up.

Zhao Hehuan's eyes were full of anger when he looked at Ling Yuan, faintly surrounded by black flames, after all, his hand slowly loosened the guard's collar, and the guard who finally gasped for breath kept coughing but didn't dare to say a word.

Ling Yuan sighed slightly, put his hands behind his back, and led the way in front of him, but he didn't look back at Zhao Hehuan again.

Xuanwu had already felt the forbearance in Ling Yuan's body.

It's a hard choice......

Tsuen Zhi Palace.

Lan'er was sitting on the warm and soft couch coughing softly, it was the season of March, but she was still wearing a thick mink fur cloak, and her eyebrows were frowning with sorrow, as usual plain and sick.

The room is filled with the smell of medicine. It's not like a boudoir with a lot of girlfriends.

Zhao Hehuan stepped into the threshold of the main hall with one foot, and unceremoniously pointed at Lan'er and said angrily: "Say, where is Mo Tian?"

Seeing Zhao Hehuan entering her hall so rudely, with a large group of guards behind her, and even her own brother coming, Lan'er couldn't help but feel a little angry between her eyebrows, but she still replied very culturedly: "Miss Zhao, are you in the wrong place? ”

Ling Yuan's eyes swept over Lan'er, his lips moved slightly, he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

And Lan'er's gaze met Ling Yuan's eyes, but a trace of panic and weakness flashed, and she hurriedly turned her head.

Zhao Hehuan saw that Lan'er's eyes were a little evasive, and he was even more sure that what Fan Die said was true, so he said word by word: "Can you implore the guards to search for this Quanzhi Hall of yours?" If you can't find anyone, I, Zhao Hehuan, will be sent by Princess Ma Renlan'er as a cow, even if I am asked to die, I will never frown!"

Ling Yuan's eyes darkened, could he do it for Mo Tian......

"Good. If you can't find it, you will send it to me!" Lan'er, who has always been a virtuous and generous woman, didn't know if she was attracted by Zhao Hehuan's sentence "Even if I am asked to die, I will never frown", and responded without hesitation!

A large group of guards looked at each other, revealing a look of panic, this, is it to search or not to search?

Ling Yuan stared at Lan'er for a long time, and was uncertain for a while, and finally gave a low order: "Search." ”