The Qianyuan Pavilion is not as brilliant as imagined, but has a hint of quaint atmosphere. The door of the hall was wide open, revealing a huge screen in the depths of the hall.

If Bing thought that Emperor Wuyan was such an extravagant and dissolute person, the dormitory where he lived was naturally a jewel. has already made up countless unbearable pictures in his brain, so that any dignified man is afraid that he will be humiliated, but now that he is a swordsman, Bingruo doesn't know how much psychological construction he has done along the way, and he almost used all his willpower to get here.

It's just that Zhenzhen was standing in front of the door of this Hidden Abyss Pavilion, but Bing Ruo was in a trance for a moment.

"Come in. ”

Plain orders came from within the temple. It is rumored that Emperor Wuyan is the second in the world's creation realm, and it is not surprising that Bingruo can know that he has come here. In his mind, he kept forcing himself to recall the bits and pieces of Heyu Qing over the years, almost with the consciousness of seeing death as home, Bing Ruo took a deep breath and walked behind the wide screen.

It's just that behind the screen, there is a corridor.

There is no bed-like dormitory as Bing Ruo imagined, but a long corridor several feet wide, built on the top of a small hillside, and beyond the corridor is the huge backyard of the entire Seven Charm Sect.

The construction of this Seven Charms Sect is really interesting. It turned out to be two parts, the upper and lower parts of the mountain. And thousands of disciples of the Seven Charms Sect, to be precise, Emperor Wuyan's concubines and relatives, all lived on the plains below the mountain.

Di Wuyan sat on the railing of the corridor, one leg on the outside of the corridor. The moon-white robe hung down on the ground, and the hem of the other half of the robe fluttered in the cool evening breeze. The long hair was tied up at the roots, but it was still flowing in the wind.

"How?"

Different from the bewitching in front of people, Di Wuyan's voice was a little cold, and the whole person seemed a little thin and lonely. Everything in front of him made Bing Ruo hesitate for a moment, were the appearance of the Seven Charm Sect Masters that the world was familiar with really the real Emperor Wuyan?

"Very beautiful moonlight. Bingruo stepped forward and stood in the corridor. The evening breeze was blowing, the moonlight was shining, the insects were singing, and even the panic in my heart sank a little.

Emperor Wuyan turned his head and gave Bing Ruo an inexplicable look, and said, "What this palace is talking about is the residence of thousands of concubines under the mountain. ”

Bingruo's face instantly darkened.

For a moment, he had doubts about Emperor Wuyan's cognition! The corridor was empty, and facing the boundless night sky, he actually thought that Emperor Wuyan was here alone to admire the moon!

Outcome!!

People are looking at the thousands of beauties under the mountain......

deeply despises his own hesitation, debauchery is debauchery, and Emperor Wuyan's predecessors and successors are simply the same. With his true qi cultivation, I am afraid that every one of these large and small thousands of courtyards can be seen here, and then casually one of them, Shi Shi Ran will fall from the sky and reward a rain and dew.

This is the world-famous Seven Charms Sect Master, Emperor Wuyan.

Seeing that Bingruo's face changed instantly, Emperor Wuyan continued to tease with interest: "Xiao Ruoruo, where do you want to live?"

Almost crushing his silver teeth, Bingruo closed his eyes and urged himself to take a deep breath with his true qi, suppressing the restlessness of the spiritual power in his body. He didn't have any qualifications to be presumptuous in front of Di Wuyan, a year later, Di Wuyan could still take his life in the blink of an eye, if he wanted to die, there was no need to bring Yu Qing here.

"Obey the orders of the sect master. Almost all that was left in his mind was calmness and restraint, Bingruo didn't look at Di Wuyan's careless appearance again.

Emperor Wuyan didn't mind, his gaze continued to drift outside: "Okay, then, let's live in my Qianyuan Pavilion." ”

If Bing hangs his head, he will not answer.

Emperor Wuyan then looked at the misty night sky, and said to himself: "Do you know why it is the Qianyuan Pavilion? The hidden dragon is in the abyss, I am a dragon, and the dragon is naturally lewd, this is nature, and it is understandable." ”

A thick disdain rose in Bingruo's heart. He had never seen such a brazen person who could find a grand reason for himself, and he still called himself a dragon, and he was also a dragon by nature, which was simply shameless.

As if knowing what Bing Ruo was slandering, Di Wuyan continued to laugh, as if he was facing an old friend for many years: "Why do you think the nine sons of the dragon have their own advantages, if they are not combined with different species, how can such a chaotic bloodline be transmitted." ”

Bingruo was still silent, but the restlessness of spiritual power became more and more frequent. Yu Qing's injuries almost made him forget that it was close to the full moon recently, and his affection was about to be uncontrollable.

You don't have to look back to understand Bingruo's state, it seems that this kid's hostility towards himself is really serious. Emperor Wuyan no longer forcibly told any about the secrets of the dragon clan, and raised his hand to make a move at the night sky, and countless small halos of pure white light gathered together, turning into a bright but soft light cluster.

"Xiaoguang, you can follow him in the future. ”

A soft white light floated in front of Bing Ruo, looking at the man with his head down. Obviously there was no decent facial features or limbs, but Bingruo gave birth to a familiar feeling out of thin air.

At that moment, he suddenly understood what the connection between Yuqing and the Spirit of Ten Thousand Flames and the Spirit of Ten Thousand Thunder was.

Stretching out his palm, the small ball of light hesitated and refused to fall, Di Wuyan glanced at it lightly, and the red light flashed, piercing Bingruo's shoulder.

After a moment of surprise, a violent pain came, and Bingruo immediately fell to his knees. Blood was rushing, but the pain did not come from the penetrating wound, but the inexplicable powerful force clashed with the spiritual power in his body, rushing around like a bomb.

His face turned pale in an instant, all his strength was hollowed out, Bing Ruo fell down and curled up, and the small white light cluster in mid-air was also stunned for a while, full of distress, and then rushed to Bing Ruo's trauma and plunged down.

The raging spiritual power was gradually controlled, and even Lian Bi, who had been restless, and the irrepressible evil god soul were suppressed, and Bing Ruo lost consciousness on the floor of the corridor in a daze, and later recognized the body of the light cluster in his heart.

Source of light, spirit of light.

After fusing with the Spirit of Light, Bing Ruo slept for three days in a row before waking up on a wooden bed in a side room at the end of the corridor of the Abyss Pavilion.

The spiritual veins in his body were wrapped in a fine white net, which greatly suppressed the power that made him blacken. It seems that even the state of mind is much more thorough, and even Bi's evil aura is not so strong.

Is this what the Spirit of Light does?

This spirit of light can be said to have been given to him by Emperor Wuyan, and Bing Ruo was confused in his heart, unable to understand why he did this. His cultivation seemed to have improved a bit, and Bingruo's impression of Di Wuyan was blurred again, after all, this man had always had absolute crushing power since he first saw him, but he had never really hurt himself.

It's just that just with such an idea, the cold and silent corpse of his father-in-law appeared in front of Bingruo's eyes. The revenge of killing his father is not shared, how can he hurt himself?

He will definitely take revenge for this revenge! But obviously it can't be now!

Suppressing the distractions, Bingruo got out of bed and went to find his clothes.

His eyes fell on the clothes rack next to the bed, and Bing Ruo was suffocated for breath, and there was only a thin gauze robe on the shelf, which turned out to be a tender pink color, and the fabric was pitiful.

As soon as his mind buzzed, Lian Bi's evil qi was about to permeate in an instant, but the white veins above the spiritual veins played a role, suppressing this purple mist.

What a bad taste...... With a self-deprecating laugh, Bingruo still put on this gauze robe, and the light in his eyes dimmed. The man really reminded himself all the time how bad he was.

That's right, he is just a prisoner of Emperor Wuyan, just a plaything to sell himself to pay off his debts.

Walking out of the house in such clothes, Bingruo kept his eyes down, not daring to look at the reactions of the people around him. Whispering along the way, he listened to it sincerely, he had become the most favored new love of the Seven Charms Sect Master, for three days in a row, singing night and night, and the Sect Master did not even leave the Qianyuan Pavilion.

No matter how he explained, no one would believe it, and even he himself was at a loss if he had really slept for three days. It wasn't until he walked to the palace where Yuqing was and looked at the beautiful girl who was still asleep that the rift in his heart was smoothed out little by little.

As long as Qing'er is safe and sound, no matter what he does, it is worth it.

A gentle smile appeared on his face, but as soon as this thought came up, it immediately aroused the affection in his body, and the inexplicable irritation ignited from the bottom of his heart again.

"Xiao Ruoruo, I didn't come to look for the palace when I woke up. ”

Di Wuyan suddenly appeared at the door, Bing Ruo was terrified, he didn't want to face Di Wuyan again in such a state, and took a few steps back with a pale face.

"What's the matter, after sleeping for three days, didn't you even care about etiquette?" Seeing the state Bingruo was in at a glance, Emperor Wuyan smiled and turned the crystal jade flute in his hand.

Bing Ruo knelt down obediently, lowered his eyes and said hello: "My subordinates meet the sect master." ”

Emperor Wuyan was not satisfied with such a respectful attitude: "I just received such a valuable token of love from this palace, so I call my sect master so coldly." ”

"Token of love?" Forcibly enduring the discomfort of love poison, Bingruo raised his head in confusion.

Di Wuyan stretched out his slender palm and asked, "Xiaoguang, return me." ”

"Subordinate... I don't know where it is. "Bingruo has seen the changes that the Spirit of Light has brought to his spiritual veins, but he really has no contact with the Spirit of Light itself.

"Oh, if you let him come out, he will come out. ”

Bingruo's heart moved, but suddenly he felt reluctant, as if the spirit of light and him were originally one. I had to say with little confidence: "The sect master is so stingy, how can there be any reason to go back to the things that he sent." ”

Emperor Wuyan didn't care, he only continued to probe his palm forward, and gently tapped it on Bingruo's forehead: "You know how to judge the situation." ”

Bingruo only felt that the love poison that had been desperately suppressed had collapsed without a trace under Emperor Wuyan. Obviously, he has been resisting and hostile, but Emperor Wuyan has never really been angry, it seems that the Peerless Demon Lord that makes the world frightened is not as unreasonable as the legend.

It's just that why did he have to hear so many unbearable speculations all the way over! Emperor Wuyan's easy-going attitude strengthened Bingruo's courage, and Bingruo couldn't help but ask: "I've been unconscious for the past three days, what have you done to me?"