The light gauze is fragrant, the rhyme is curling, and the air leaves a bit of intoxicating wine color.

And behind is the inner hall, where the cinnabar gold silk cushion is also thrown in the corner of the wall, crumpled. All kinds of silk silk are also mixed together, and it looks messy.

It was obviously daytime, but the candle flame was flickering, and the red banquet was scorching.

The shadow was blurred under the blue hookah.

The red clothes were half-faded, and the woman revealed her delicate collarbones like white porcelain. The posture was slightly drunk, and his eyes were full of hazy drunkenness, but he grabbed the back of the neck of the person opposite with one hand, and kissed it heavily, which was an overwhelming hot collision like a volcano.

Such as peach blossoms, fragrant and dyed.

Her fingers ran through her hair, and she tugged at each other's soft and smooth green silk like fine satin, lingering.

Probably the other person was also drunk, half leaning on the collapse, holding her weakly with one hand, and letting the woman invade wantonly.

Therefore, this is how the Mystery Array raises a vivid picture.

Rao is an indifferent person like Yin Jiu, and he can't help but have a headache in the face of his previous drunken scene. No wonder Lu Chongxiao hesitated just now, she should have thought of it.

Although she likes to drink, she rarely gets drunk because she never remembers what happened when she was drunk.

Unless you get drunk, you can use sobering pills.

And in the demon world, you are used to it, and you will be more or less indulgent. I think this phantom array is on display for one of them.

The room is warm, gradually like falling into a dream of memory, and Yin Jiu on the side also seems to have soft hair around his fingers, soft and soft, like fine raindrops falling on his palm.

The belching breath whispered and lingered, scattered in the ears.

Yin Jiu rubbed her forehead, although it was a fact, she didn't have the mood and thoughts to watch her spring picture animation again, it was better to leave as soon as possible.

And this phantom array contains the fragrance of fascination, which is obviously to make people fall into this place.

But the medicinal effect was not even comparable to the previous Greedy Incense, and Yin Jiu was naturally not affected too much.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but she saw Lu Chongxiao sitting idly on a pear wooden chair not far from the bed, with his right hand supporting his head, watching with interest.

"Don't look at it, I'm done with this, I have to go back to Canglang. Yin Jiu pushed him, and then his eyes unconsciously drifted to his long ebony hair.

I have to say that Lu Chongxiao's hair is so soft that it makes Yin Jiu jealous as a woman, obviously in the outside world he is a strange-tempered and moody master of the demon world, but his hair is soft and smooth, and he is reluctant to let go when he touches it.

She reached out and hooked a wisp of it.

"What's the hurry?" he was leisurely, and didn't seem to pay attention to her movements: "Anyway, I've found what I should be looking for, so it's better to come and see something light." ”

Is there really anyone who looks at their spring pictures with such relish?

Yin Jiu didn't want to understand him at all, so he exerted a slight force in his hand, causing him to lean back slightly: "Hurry up, I still have to find some news about the Ying Zhen Palace Master here." ”

"Tsk, let go. Lu Chongxiao frowned, but his tone was not impatient, but a little helpless.

"Wipe out the phantom array. ”

Although Yin Jiu let go, he took the opportunity to rub it vigorously, and it was too enjoyable, and the hair that was originally tied up became messy.

He glanced at Yin Jiu and didn't say anything.

Little by little, the dream began to blur and become transparent.

"Let's go, let's go. Lu Chongxiao stood up regretfully.

"Can you please not look like I've ruined your treasure. Yin Jiu looked at Lu Chongxiao, who seemed to have a grievance, and he was speechless.

Hearing this, Lu Chongxiao bent his eyebrows and approached her: "Then you will compensate me again?"

"Rely on me. She laughed and bumped her elbow into him, "You didn't explain it before you came in early." ”

"I thought you'd understand. ”

"No, your hint is a failure. ”

The two quickly returned to their previous gag mode of getting along.

But after returning to the crossroads, it was a different kind of accident to fall into Shen Xin's eyes.

She hurriedly dragged Yin Jiu over, nervous: "Lian Ruo, are you okay, is Lu Chongxiao threatening you with something." ”

Yin Jiu thought about telling Shen Xin as well, but Qi Zhen was also there, and she still didn't know what deal she had with Qi Zhen back then.

If his identity is greatly exposed, according to his transaction contract, I am afraid it will not be beneficial to himself.

Then there is no need to continue the transaction.

When she's done with everything, it's not too late to think about it.

"Nope. Just me and ...... Lu Chongxiao found a little information, Ying Zhengong should be doing something unknown to the outside world, if it is implemented into a function that will affect the entire immortal and demon world. And," Yin Jiu felt a little uncomfortable when he mentioned himself, and paused: "Ying Fei's death is also part of the whole plan. ”

Shen Xinyan's eyebrows seemed to stretch even more because of anger: "There are really ghosts in Ying Zhen Palace, and Xiao Jiu should have killed them all at that time." ”

Yin Jiu also wanted to, but it was enough to strangle Kang Rou and so many Ying Zhen's subordinates, and he thought about slowing down for a while, but he received the news that the remaining Ying Zhenren had already left with the palace master.

"Lian Ruo, is it sure that the palace master is dead?" Qi Zhen, who was on the side, suddenly asked her.

Yin Jiu lowered his eyes: "The Remnant Song Sword has been connected with my destiny. ”

Although this sentence did not directly admit or deny, in the eyes of others, Yin Jiu had no chance of surviving.

"But there is still a deal with Ying Fei Palace Master. Qi Zhen said quietly: "Contract the laws of heaven and earth, unless the real soul is annihilated, there is not a trace of divine thought." Otherwise—"

He raised his right hand, and a translucent line floated.

"The deal is still there. ”

Yin Jiu was still thinking about it here, and he heard Lu Chongxiao's voice that seemed to be a little gloating: "Since you insist on it, could it be that you signed a deed of sale?"

"I don't know. She replied irritably.

It's all some kind of mess.

Why would she make a trade contract without being known?

"So, you have to fulfill it?"

Yin Jiu asked him tentatively, hoping that what he had paid was not something valuable.

Qi Zhen's eyes seemed to be nostalgic, but he shook his head: "Not necessarily." I just wanted to see if she remembered the transaction, after all, it was my turn to reply to her part. ”

Wait a minute.

Yin Jiuyi's thought flashed.

Qi Zhen meant that she had already paid the price, and it was time for him to give him what he wanted.

Her heart was beating a little fast. But in this case, she still doesn't remember what she has paid.

"Trading rules, traders must remember to deliver content. Otherwise, don't count. ”

Yin Jiu tried hard to remember what he had given Qi Zhen, but it was all blank.

"Chongxiao, am I missing any memory?" she always wondered if she was missing something.

"If you're referring to the drunken and unconscious times. ”

Yin Jiu rubbed her temples, that's not it, although she was drunk, she woke up in her own palace, and it was impossible.

"Don't you think it's a pity. Lu Zhong said lazily.

"It's strange that he doesn't want to trade with me now, but he has a deal with me before. Am I any different?"

"Maybe you don't look like it right now. ”

Yin Jiu sneered: "I want to go back to my own body." When you were at Chongyue Peak, you thought I was good, and you planned to make me a puppet. ”

However, the result of this sentence is not rosy.

He said in a stern tone: "yes." When you are dying, you would rather call Yan Miao to save you than refuse to call me. ”

Of course, Yin Jiu would not be asked, and said without blinking: "I have my own measure." Let Yan come just to see who is more powerful, me or him, after so many years. ”