Chapter Seventy-Nine: Grant You Privileges
Lin Qianqian pocketed all the gifts and gifts, Yan Wumei was late, and only took a step with the cherry balls in her hand, and began to wipe her tears.
"Shallow, take care all the way, I... I'm going to miss you. The misty light blue eyes are pitiful.
Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be sad, you have a chance to meet thousands of miles away, but you don't have a chance to meet on the other side. Xiao Tong said that parting is for a better reunion!", Xiaobao, who was ordered by Chu Ming to retreat and sprint to cultivate, finally bubbled.
Lin Qianqian: ...... You've finished speaking, and I don't have any more lines.
"Auntie, I'll miss you too. Wang Meiyuan moved to her right, made a loud noise, and nodded.
Lin Qianqian turned his head, and then his moved gaze froze, hehe... If you don't keep your eyes on Maruko, I'll believe it!
Stinky boy!
Then with a movement of his hand, he threw the small balls into the Qiankun bag that recognized the Lord.
After a few more greetings, he hugged Yan Fairy, who had stopped his tears, and Xiao Yuanyuan, who pouted, and officially said goodbye:
"Take care, everyone, I'll go home when I have time. ”
Hearing the word 'go home', everyone's hearts were hot, and their smiles couldn't help but expand.
After staring at everyone, Lin Qianqian and Chu Ming Imperial Sword walked out of the gate of the Demon Realm.
Chu Ming stared at Lin Qianqian, who had not said a word since he went out, and was a little worried.
“...... Master, the Immortal Sect and the Demon Realm have only been back and forth for a day or two. Chu Ming said in a low voice.
"Oh... Lin Qianqian glanced at him, his voice couldn't hear the ups and downs, and continued to empty his eyes.
"Master, I'll make a 10,000-mile teleportation array to the demon world tomorrow, but... I'm not proficient enough, the formation is a bit complicated, and it takes some time to figure it out. ”
Chu Ming's face was expressionless, word by word, staring at her seriously.
Lin Qianqian's eyes focused, looked at him again, clenched his hand for a moment, opened his mouth, and closed it again.
She just emptied her head and relieved her fear of heights, what delusion did she give you???
Parting is not a parting of life and death, what is there to be sad about, not to mention, she has experienced a real parting of life and death, life and death.
As long as the person is still there, sooner or later they will be able to see each other again.
Seeing that Lin Qianqian finally had emotions, Chu Ming retracted his gaze with satisfaction.
The fairy clothes of the two of them fluttered, the white clouds flew by, and the sun above their heads dodged and shone on the two faces that were unparalleled in the world but equally expressionless.
Demon Orchid Valley.
Less than half an hour.
In the silent hall, only one person stands.
"Venerable Lan, you go and follow secretly, remember to protect her, please. Wang Jiangyuan, who was dressed in red, stood beside the main seat, knocking on the table carelessly, his slightly raised eyebrows and eyes indifferent.
"I can let the young master say the word 'please', and the old man should do his best. The light gray figure flew away like a wisp of smoke after speaking.
The main hall was silent again, Wang Jiangyuan lowered his eyes and didn't know the emotion in his eyes, and his left hand gently rubbed the brick-blue teacup.
......
Red tile gold brick, golden and magnificent.
The osmanthus fragrance is cold, and the west wind shadow of the sycamore leaves. (Note: Excerpt from "Bodhisattva Man" Song Gao Guanguo)
The full moon like a golden cake is half hidden by the white mist clouds, rippling and charming, the wind blows the leaves, the sparse shadows, accompanied by the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers, a wonderful and deserted night.
A solemn palace, surrounded by rows of black and green winged armor uniforms, expressionless holding the sword in his hand, meticulously waiting for the battle.
Under the bright moonlight, the aura is strong, and the faint deterrent power makes people dare not approach rashly.
Entering the palace, the lights and the bright moonlight correspond, the courtyard is huge, but it does not seem empty, five steps and four moves, flowers and plants are intertwined, the golden and stone statues on both sides of the road stand majestically, dare not force their eyes.
Further inside, there was a gradual sound, but I heard the itchy and heart-scratching humming, one after another, mixed with a sometimes heavy muffled hum.
And only one door is separated by a red-topped flower feather, a python robe complemented by a crane, a somewhat delicate and soft man, his face is slightly red, and he bows his head respectfully and purses his lips.
Wait until there is a rough and rapid stuffiness insideThe woman's screams of pain and pleasure ended, and the people outside the door remained indifferent.
It was not until there was no sound inside that everyone skillfully brought the prepared warm water handkerchief into it under the leadership of the man in the crane python robe, bowing their heads and breathing.
The crane python robed female Qiao Rou man, the lotus step moved lightly, skillfully opened the golden window, and spread out the room with some heavy musk deer fragrance.
In a burst of rustling sounds, a trace of the jade nobleman who fainted because of indescribable intensity was sent back to Yulan Garden as it was.
The slight sound of washing sounded behind the screen, and the crane python robe bowed its head and waited, handing the handkerchief when the time was right.
As the handkerchief was thrown in the water at will, the crane python robe beckoned, and several people around the screen obeyed the instructions to clean up the table and leave the scene in an orderly and calm manner.
After everyone left, the delicate man raised his eyes and looked at Chu Heming, who was lying on the couch and reclining.
Chu Heming raised his eyebrows and smiled, waved his hand to set an enchantment, his fingers hooked slightly, and the delicate man fell to the front of the couch.
"What are you afraid of? Chu Heming's voice was low and slow with a hint of sexuality, and the hot breath he exhaled made the ears in front of him red several degrees.
Moving away from the distance with satisfaction, his voice turned indifferent and cold: "Have you found out whose it is?"
The man knelt on one knee and half-squatted on the other, quite humble and not arrogant in front of the emperor's majesty.
"The emperor forgives the sin, probably has eyebrows, it should be with the people of the prince's mansion, as long as you find out the people who enter and leave the palace and the palace before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and carefully check it, you can hit the hammer with one blow, and ask the emperor to give the slave some more time, and set it for His Majesty to find out the person and the ins and outs. ”
The soft man raised his head slightly, his face was beautiful and indistinguishable, some women's softness, but without losing the heroic masculinity, combined together, there is an indescribable charm.
Chu Heming's peach blossom eyes, which were the same as Chu Ming, narrowed slightly when he saw this, and his hot fingers were raised and put on his face, rubbing his eyebrows and eyes, and lightly opening his lips:
"Then it's up to you. On the other hand, how did you find out?", Chu Heming half sat up, his left leg stretched out at will, his right leg bent, and his hand on his knee slightly tapped.
The pale yellow bedclothes are slightly half-tucked, and the sitting posture shows the noble and domineering, and has the mature and stable charm of a man.
The man added his lips slightly, his respectful eyes stared directly at the supreme on the couch, and the thirst in his eyes was vague but self-evident, but he answered meticulously and dutifully.
"Back to Your Majesty, the minion has never had a clue, perhaps, just a coincidence. The voice is gentle and gentle, which makes people can't bear to blame.
Chu Heming stared at him and his gaze was slightly empty for a moment, as if he was thinking about someone, and soon returned to normal. Looking at him with a meaningful smile, his lazy and slender hand slightly clutched his chin:
"Did I say that in front of me, you are allowed privileges, you don't have to call yourself a slave ......", Chu Heming lowered his voice and outlined the voice of sexuality, the man lowered his head, biting his lip slightly and was silent.
Chu Heming looked down and smiled, and his sharp eyes clenched the man in front of him.
Seeing that he was docile and did not resist from beginning to end, he withdrew the dark color under his eyes, his fingertips curled slightly, and his eyes turned into tenderness. The female Qiao Rou man, who didn't know how to resist at all, fell on the royal couch where there was still a trace of the noble taste, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
A trace of invisible coldness flashed in the eyes of the people below, which was fleeting and imperimising.
The hibiscus warm tent that was lifted fell again.