Xue Ying looked at the woman with a fake face on the other side defiantly, although she still had a sweet smile, but no matter how she looked at it, she was suspected of being distorted.

The unicorn was a spectator, shaking a feather fan and enjoying himself. And Pei Yu looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his mouth and mouth, and saw nothing.

Mo Ran was from beginning to end, gently covering his chest with his right hand. Those who don't know may think that it was the scars left by the previous assassination at the inn. Those who know are smiling brighter and brighter, and their eyes are becoming more and more gloomy.

The fingers of Qilin's right hand gently rubbed the jade flute on his chest, and his eyes were faintly soft and warm. He had no idea what was going on in the outside world. It's just that I feel the temperature of the jade flute through my fingertips without distraction.

Sima Sulan looked at the pair of eyes opposite in a daze, and her heart became more and more bitter and jealous. She really hates it, she hates it, the woman she doesn't like when she meets her for the first time. not only attracted the cousin who has been arrogant since he was a child, but also the person on the tip of the heart.

"Shhh

Zhu Nanling frowned: "Su Lan, this is Meicheng, not Zhucheng." ”

Sima Sulan smiled gently: "I know cousin. The torn handkerchief in his hand was lightly thrown and flew down the crowd without a trace.

"Go back and get twenty lashes. Sima Sulan gently blew the boiling tea in her hand.

"Yes. The blue-clothed maid shuddered in response.

Mo Ran picked up the tea on the table and took a sip slightly. The unicorn bowed slightly, and the feather fan in his hand became more and more free and natural.

The dark green handsome figure gradually disappeared in the crowd below. Bei Yu didn't raise her eyelids to look at the game that was in full swing.

Unnoticed, Snow Eagle continues to abuse the food on the table.

"Cousin, I'll leave for a moment. Sima Sulan turned her head sideways to Zhu Nanling and said.

"Don't cause trouble. Zhu Nanling lowered his voice and scolded Sima Sulan, who was anxious to leave.

Sima Sulan was displeased: "Got it." After saying that, he hurriedly disappeared into the crowd below.

"The temple of the god of plum?" Sima Sulan twisted her eyebrows and looked at the figure who had not entered the temple, "Young Master Yudi, why did he come to the temple of the god of Mei?"

Sima Sulan looked around left and right, and seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he immediately jumped up and flew into the wall of the temple.

It's just a blink of an eye, and Sima Sulan has lost Mo Ran's figure. She hurriedly walked in the garden, full of red plums, and all that caught her eyes were pink and pink scenery and objects.

Red plum blossoms, red plum trees, red buildings, red ......

"Damn, what the hell is this place?" Sima Sulan cursed.

"Although people who are not allowed to enter the temple without permission, they must not let their guard down around the temple. There are too many unknowns this year, and the order is to go down, and the number of guards will be increased to ten times the original number. ”

"Yes. ”

Sima Sulan turned out from behind the trunk of a plum tree and looked at the two guards who were walking away. Looking around with wide eyes, is this just the surroundings of the temple?

Her figure disappeared strangely.

In the center of the shrine is the largest plum tree, and in front of it stands a hall. The posture of the plum tree is as if it is holding the temple in front of it in its arms.

Sima Sulan looked at the strange temple and plum tree in amazement. There is only one possibility, that is, the plum tree is protected by an unknown force, and no one inside or outside the plum city can see it.