Qian Ze looked at the letter in his hand for a while, his eyebrows were slightly angry, and he crumpled the note in his hand into a ball, and a black fire rose in the palm of his hand, and the note was burned into powder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Taiyin Fin asked curiously, "Whose letter?"

Qian Ze didn't hide it, and said truthfully, "Huayang wants to see me." ”

Taiyin Fin pondered for a while, "Huayang, the daughter of the dragon, it turns out that she is not dead, the Jiaolong clan was forced to live in seclusion after the defeat in the East China Sea, and later it was rumored among our immortals that the Jiaolong clan died of a plague, and the deity was still curious at that time, it was really strange that there was a matter of being wiped out by the plague." ”

Qian Ze's eyebrows were filled with anger, and he said angrily, "What kind of extermination of the clan, it is obvious that he has taken refuge in the Condensing Frost Palace, otherwise how could the Condensing Frost Palace get so many shark beads unique to the Jiaolong Clan? Presumably, those people are hidden in the Condensing Frost Palace, specially producing shark beads for Yue Ningshuang." Huayang even had the face to see me. ”

Taiyin Fin smiled slightly, and said leisurely, "Huayang is a straightforward child, and the deity feels that she should not know. ”

"Master thinks I should go and meet Huayang?"

"It's better to figure things out. Taiyin Fin felt that this matter needed to be clarified before it was spoken.

"Then I'll go and trouble Master to help me take care of Xuan'er. Qian Ze explained and left Taiyin Mountain.

Suzhou elegant place, Qinlou Chu Pavilion is used to seeing, at first there is a green / building, called Drunken Immortal Building, the literati and ink writers feel that this name is vulgar, to change it to the morning and twilight pavilion, take the meaning of the morning and twilight love, although the connotation is still gaudy, but the name is on the grade, let people feel that it is also an elegant thing to linger here, in this way, the talented literati who come here are more and more, the morning and evening pavilion also stands out among the many Yihong Courtyard and Yingyan Pavilion, and has become a famous flower building.

None of this is important, the point is that Huayang made an appointment to meet here.

Chisawa stood at the door of the Sunrise Pavilion, the spacious wooden door was open, and the inside was full of snow-skinned flowers, radiant and colorful, revealing a mystery/rotten atmosphere, Chisawa sighed helplessly.

Before Qianze could take a step, the woman inside had already greeted her with insight, and when she saw that Qianze was dressed and looked extraordinary, she was even more courteous.

Xiao's mother looked at Qianze slightly, her slender eyes, neat short hair softly bypassed behind her ears, this light blue feather dress was particularly eye-catching, the embroidery method was peculiar, it was woven by weaving gold makeup, and decorated with the tail feather of a white peacock.

"Childe, please come in!"

Qian Ze stopped a woman in a gauze dress who pulled herself in, and said lightly, "Just prepare a quiet private room and a pipa singer." ”

The bottom of the fan flipped over, and a gold bead fell into the hands of Xiao's mother, Xiao's mother was flattered, and she was even more overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted the girl inside, "Hear me, quickly lead the son upstairs!"

Chisawa was embraced upstairs in a cluster of flowers, and the private rooms inside were arranged with some taste, and it was not in vain that they attracted the permanent residence of literati and ink writers.

Qian Ze stood in front of the window and looked, suddenly, a pretty peony paper umbrella fluttered into the window, and a charming woman hooked her hands on the window lattice, jumped into the private room, and landed in front of Qian Ze.

"Is there something wrong, there is a door that does not go out of the window. Chisawa rubbed her temples and turned back to sit in her chair.

"My daughter's family still wants the name of the festival, how can you enter the Qing/Lou openly?" Huayang put away the paper umbrella and sat next to Qianze, "If someone with a heart looks at it and knows that we are secretly in contact, the Yan family will have to be wary of me again." ”

"What are you looking for me? Chisawa asked.

"It's about Yan Nantian, I know she fell into your hands, and I hope you can hand her over to me. Huayang said seriously.

"Joke, why should I give it to you. Qian Ze's eyes were slightly angry, and he said softly, "You Jiaolong clan clansmen have taken refuge in the Frost Palace, do you know?" ”

"Nonsense!" Hua Yang was even more angry when he heard the news about his own people, and argued, "How can you speculate that my people have all died from the plague of the Yan family, so I will try my best to pretend to lose my memory and sneak into the Yan family to collect evidence, in order to avenge my people, why should you slander my people?"

"Died from the plague god?" Chisawa smiled coldly, "Did you see the corpse?"

"When I rushed back, my people had been eaten beyond recognition by the plague god, and there were corpses all over the ground, why didn't I see it?" Huayang's eyes were red, and the scene of the tragic death of the clansmen had always been an indelible pain in Huayang's heart.

Thinking back carefully to the scene at that time, he was lying next to his parents who could not see their faces clearly, crying and fainting several times, the former land of abundant water and grass became the burial place of the Jiaolong clan overnight, Huayang did not come out of the pain of exterminating the clan for a long time, and gradually became violent and manic, and became the daughter of killing that everyone feared.

Huayang was not like this before.

"In other words, you only see the corpse, but you don't see the look, right? Chisawa asked lightly.

Huayang was stunned, remembering that he was carried away by grief at that time, and he didn't notice many doubts.

Why were the bodies of all the clansmen disfigured, and why did the plague god son who should have flown away just die in front of him, thinking about it like this, could it be that someone pushed the cause of death of the Jiaolong clan to the Yan family.

"If you don't believe me, we can go to the Frost Palace. Chizawa's voice woke Huayang up from his memories, and Huayang's eyes were already red.

The wooden door of the private room was knocked on by the tuk, Chisawa signaled Huayang to avoid it for the time being, the wooden door was gently pushed open, and a handsome girl held the pipa and bowed to Chizawa.

The girl sat down apologetically and said to Qian Ze, "Childe has been waiting for a long time, since Sister Meiyu left, the slave family wept day and night, and had no intention of playing the piano. ”

"Meiyu?" Qian Ze thought about it, this was the name that Yan Nantian took when he assassinated him, but he didn't expect that there was indeed someone.

"Sister Meiyu can sing and dance, especially good at pipa, but disappeared a few years ago, and in recent days, the slave family learned that my sister was infected with the plague and died of illness in Penglai. ”

Chisawa always felt that this thing was strange, but he couldn't think of a clue, so he had to give the girl a silver reward and send the woman away first.

Huayang just walked out from behind the curtain, his eyes were swollen and swollen, and although he wiped his tears, he could still tell that he had just cried.

Chisawa looked down at Huayang, "What are you crying about." ”

"I didn't. Huayang snorted, and the paper umbrella jumped out of the window as soon as it was unfurled.

Chisawa frowned and sighed, and jumped out of the window after him.

On the barren mountain opposite the Condensing Frost Palace, it was originally a barren and desolate place, but at this time, it was shrouded in anger, and Qian Ze and Huayang looked down at the Condensing Frost Palace in front of them.

Ningshuang Palace, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, Biwa Feiyong, beautiful. But in Qianze's eyes, no matter how gorgeous the algae decoration is, it will return to dust, and no matter how majestic and magnificent it is, it is just a flash in the pan. (To be continued.) )