Twelve.

Zhang Shizi looked at Xiao Qing who was drunk on the table, shrugged his shoulders disdainfully, thinking that this woman was obviously not very drunk but had to play a game of drinking and answering questions with herself, and now she was drunk and unconscious as he expected, and he was the leader of the next show, so he picked up Xiaoqing and gently put her on the bed, admiring her face.

Although this face is not the most beautiful face Zhang Shizi has ever seen, it is rare to see delicate and pure, different from other women in the Flower Pavilion, this Xiaoqing seems to have not been defiled by the world, clean like a piece of flawless jasper, although I don't know why she has been tricking him, but at least now, this woman can be at his mercy. Zhang Shizi fantasized unscrupulously, while he couldn't wait to reach out and untie the woman's clothes, who knew that before his hand touched the corner of the clothes, Zhang Shizi felt that his body flew backwards lightly, and hit the side of the closet, he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain to open his eyes, and saw a person dressed in a white brocade fox hair hexagram standing in front of him, the man looked at him, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, which made people shudder. Zhang Shizi had never seen such a battle, and he was obviously a little stunned, but when he thought that he was the son of Zhang Bohou, the most prestigious person in Jianghuai Town, and no one in this town dared to be disrespectful to him, he got up angrily, pointed at the man's nose and scolded:

"Where are you from here, who dares to be disrespectful to your Grandpa Zhang?"

The man sneered: "Zhang Chaoji, do you let people who have lived for six thousand years call you grandfather?" Zhang Shizi found that the person in front of him obviously didn't know him, but he could call his name, and claimed to have lived for six thousand years, and he began to be afraid in his heart, he tried his best to control his trembling voice, but to no avail: "You...... What nonsense are you talking about!!"

The man didn't talk nonsense with him, but stepped forward and grabbed his face, and picked him up without much effort, Zhang Shizi felt that there was some power in his body being sucked by this person, and he became less and less able to resist, and in the end he didn't even have the ability to kick his feet, the whole room became dark and red, and a black gas flowed out of Zhang Shizi's seven orifices, turning into a human face and dissipating with a scream, the man saw that the miasma had been removed, so he let go of Zhang Shizi, who had fainted, and said to himself:

"Sure enough, this person has been infused with demonic energy. ”

"Your Highness, you can leave this little matter to Chi Qi to deal with, why do you want to show up in person?" a man in red jumped into the room from the window and walked up to the man in white. The man smiled and shook his head: "Although this person seems to be infused with demonic qi on the surface, but in fact I suspect that this is related to Xi Batian, and it is ......" Saying that, the man turned his head to look at the drunk woman lying on the bed, and said to the man in red: "Chi Qi, you go to Bohou's Mansion now to see what the situation is with that Zhang Bohou." ”

"That'...... What about Your Highness?"

"The king wants to stay here for a while. ”

A baker's dozen.

Chi Qi had already left, leaving Su Yanqing alone in the house, looking at the drunk woman.

He crept closer to her, finally getting a good eye on the face.

This face is the face that he has been thinking about for a long time and tormenting him in his dreams every night, but even if he suffers all kinds of pain, as long as he can finally meet this woman, everything can be written off, even if she will let him break his liver and intestines next.

Su Yanqing's eyes revealed deep love, and he desperately felt these few seconds, wanting to engrave this complex emotion in his heart and never forget. He reached out and gently brushed the hair from her forehead, re-fastened the faded belt, looked at her and said to himself, "Ah Qian, I knew you wouldn't leave, I knew that you would come to me again." ”

At this time, the woman on the bed smiled drunkenly, babbling in her dreams, I don't know what she dreamed of, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, the world lacks you, a stinky Taoist priest, and you are from the old lady~" After Su Yanqing heard this, her face darkened, and she walked to bring the quilt to cover her, and said distressedly: "Are you still obsessed with him in this life......"

Suddenly, Su Yanqing felt that a sword was being held against his back, he chuckled, turned his head and saw the person behind him holding a sword, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and asked him with a murderous expression: "I think why there is such a strong demonic aura in this room, it turns out that the demon king is here." ”

In Su Yanqing's eyes, the Taoist priest in front of him was just an ant, if this Taoist priest was really determined to fight to the death, it would be effortless to crush him, but the purpose of Su Yanqing's coming here today was not to oppose the Pure Yang faction, so he chose to avoid the war.

Ming Shique saw that the demon king who was facing his Xi Zhao sword moved to his left in an instant, obviously a little surprised, and wanted to put up a defensive posture again, but he didn't see that this demon king had any killing chance, so he put his sword into the sheath and asked him with a sideways face:

"I heard that the demon king has always been closed in Qingqiu, why did he come here today. ”

"The affairs of the demon world have nothing to do with you. ”

"Then this son of the world is now slumped on the ground, is it because of you?"

The demon king sneered, turned around, looked at Zhang Shizi on the ground, and then looked at Ming Shique, and said: "This person is infected with demon qi, this king is just forcing out this evil qi for him, you, as the next head of the dignified pure yang, can't even see this?"

Ming Shique realized that this demon king was sarcastic about him, but he thought that he might be able to know something, so he had to take a breath and suppress the anger in his heart and asked: "Xiaodao cultivation is still shallow and indeed failed to see this evil qi, so please ask the demon king, does this evil qi come from Zhang Bohou?"

"This is a matter of my demon world, but today you ask me, I will tell you, Zhang Bohou was devoured by evil energy, has been possessed by the demon barrier, the demon barrier can only be parasitic in the body, every day to inhale ** breath to maintain the form, this king has let his subordinates sneak into the Bohou Mansion to investigate, as for this Zhang Shizi, he was a weak and sick person before, was injected with demon qi by his father to maintain his energy, and now the evil qi has been removed, and he can only return to the days when he was sick in bed. After the demon king finished speaking, he was about to leave, but he was still stopped by Ming Shique, and Su Yanqing was a little annoyed when he saw that this little Taoist priest had not let him go: "Why don't you Taoist priest let this king go?"

"One last question. Ming Shique looked at Bai Xia Ying, "Are you acquainted with this little demon......?

"Seeing that this king is looking at this woman with affection?" Su Yanqing smiled meaningfully, and saw that the Taoist priest in front of him turned his head as if his heart was right, he arrogantly shook off Ming Shique's hand that was blocking him, and turned around before leaving this room: "You don't have to ask much about the relationship between this king and her, what you need to know is ......"

Ming Shique raised his head and looked at the eyes of the demon king, and there was an unfathomable evil spirit hidden in the blood-red pupils.

"If you make her cry, this king will not hesitate to bring her back to me. ”