Dongli looked at the young man who was looking at the sword unhappily and sighed impatiently.

He finally came to the capital with a trip, obviously he wanted to find out the news of Wang Xian, but he didn't expect to be pulled here by this guy.

Dongli looked at the clouds in the sky a little anxiously, and suddenly a coolness hit his whole body from his neck. Dongli was still leaning lazily against the wall, staring at the cynical teenager in front of him with his cold eyes.

An Chu turned his wrist and put the sword back, and said with a smile: "I just saw you and knew that you were not an ordinary person, it seems that I have a good eye, look at your eyes just now, I am a little panicked." ”

Dongli got up and walked out, "I've brought you here, I have something to do first." ”

"Was it forcibly seized by someone, or did you lose it by accident?"

Dongli paused, looked back at An Chu, and said, "What?"

An Chu sent the shopkeeper to the other side, and only the two of them were left in the small warehouse. An Chu smiled loudly, and held the sword he liked in his hand.

"Demonic power. An Chu said, "How did you get it?"

Dongli lowered his head and sneered, staring at An Chu vigilantly, "If you know too much, you will die quickly." ”

Hearing this, An Chu looked up and stared at Dongli seriously, and only laughed out loud for a long time, and walked out of the warehouse with the sword in his arms, "Let's go, that's it." ”

As soon as Dongli walked out of the door, he shook into the crowd and disappeared, An Chu turned around and looked around, and after a while, he shook his head and smiled. I really didn't expect that Junyang Wang Ziliang had already arrived in such a field? Monsters were running rampant in the capital, and they actually ignored them. Sooner or later, one day the security of the capital will be under the control of their Jiangnan Wu clan, and at that time, there will definitely be no monsters in the capital!

Got rid of the annoying An Chu, and ran to sit down in a small alley on the diagonal street opposite Wang's mansion. He buried himself in the shadows and sat motionless, all his attention focused on the vermilion door.

Pedestrians were in a hurry on the streets, and no one cared about leaving the east. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, rolling up a few snow-white pear blossoms. Dongli carefully held a pear blossom, like a very precious treasure, he closed his palm tightly, looked deeply at the gate of Wangfu, and then got up and left.

The bamboo forest is as quiet as ever, there is little sunlight here, and the sky always looks like the sky is raining.

Dongli walked into the room and opened a small bamboo box on the table, and suddenly the wind almost blew away the thick layer of pear petals in the box, Dongli carefully put the petals in his hand and closed it.

Dongli carefully hid the bamboo locket, stood on the aisle and was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought of something and took a bunch of small things from the corner.

As night fell, the paper lantern above Dongli's head glowed dimly, and he held a half-finished hairpin in one hand and a carving knife in the other. In the corner where the candle does not shine, there are such small hairpins, plum blossom style, peony style, pear blossom style...... Dongli doesn't carve any mandarin duck phoenixes, only carving flowers, but he has made so many hairpins, and he knows that he has no chance to send them out. But he's still doing it, even if that person never sees it, he's still doing it. In Dongli's heart, every hairpin is a smile of Wang Xian.

Behind Dongli, there was a soul-unloading whip given by Wang Xian. Wang Xian said that the whip had been with her for six years. Dongli had carefully looked at this whip, and it was stained with blood, both demon blood and human blood.

Capital

Wang Xian has been unusually well-behaved recently, and the first thing he does every morning is to go to see Wang Ziliang, and he has been watching him finish drinking the medicine before stopping.

Three send-offs a day brought out the medicine bowl, Wang Xian rushed to help him, and the three send-offs had no choice but to let Wang Xian take the empty bowl to the back kitchen.

Wang Xian held the empty medicine bowl, there were some bitter medicine juices in it, she dipped her index finger in the medicine juice and sent it to the air, and at that moment, the rich bitter taste spread in her mouth. Wang Xian was so bitter that she only stuck out her tongue, and suddenly she calmed down and forcibly sent the bowl to the back kitchen.

After coming back, she went to chat with Wang Ziliang and talked about Sun Maoran's marriage. Wang Ziliang saw that Wang Xian was a little lost, and said with a smile: "Calculate the age, our Ah Xian should also get married." ”

"What do you marry, I'm still a monk!"

Wang Ziliang touched Wang Xian's head thoughtfully, "Your wedding dress has already been prepared in Junyang, let them send it over when you are free." If Ah Xian is married, he must marry the best person in the world, and he must wear the best wedding dress in the world. Many people have become grandfathers when they reach my age. ”

Wang Xian turned his head to the side with a red face and said nothing.

"I've thought about it," Wang Ziliang picked up the book on the bedside, "You remember it well, don't forget." If you give birth to a boy later, your nickname will be Servant. If it's a girl, it's called Zhen. ”

Wang Xian subconsciously thought of Dongfu and Dongzhen, and laughed out loud, laughed for a while, and then turned around and said, "It's not good at all......

What's the matter, why did Wang Ziliang, who was talking to her a second ago, suddenly shed so much blood...... The book was covered in blood, and his head was tilted forward, as if he had fainted......

Wang Xian froze for a moment, rushed out and shouted loudly, shouting hoarsely. Finally, when the group came, she was kicked out again.