Sheng Fu

At night, the people in the West Street courtyard drank millet porridge, ate side dishes, and a plate of sauced beef. Although it was a little simple, it was nourishing because Ban Yuejiu could manage enough, especially Pu Weiqing was quite satisfied with it.

The moonlight outside the house is lingering, and a full moon rises in the snowy country, washing away all the dust in the world. Even though it is a great battle right now, it still gives people such an illusion.

Pu Weiqing recalled the past and said: "When I was young, I had such a period of time in the Demon Realm, but I was alone at that time, and the half-moon wine I drank was just ordinary half-moon wine."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "But this kind of life is not suitable for a long time, no matter how beautiful the little days are, there will always be moments of boredom."

After hearing this, Pu Weiqing glanced at Yu Wenjun, and asked meaningfully: "So you're feeling a little tired?"

Yu Wenjun quickly shook his head and said: "That's not true. After all, it's in his king's capital. The feeling of being a thief will still make people feel endless excitement."

After Jing Peiyao heard about it, she also looked at Yu Wenjun meaningfully and asked, "So, in some matters, even you, the leader of the Eight Gu, can't be exempt."

Yu Wenjun quickly picked up his wine glass and replied solemnly: "Don't take it out of context, such a gesture is no different from an ordinary daughter-in-law with a bad mouth."

Pu Weiqing heard that the wind was wrong, and left the table instantly.

Yu Wenjun realized that he had said the wrong thing belatedly, and before he could react, Jing Peiyao Liuxue came out of her sheath, and the cold and arrogant sword energy directly hit Yu Wenjun's throat.

This sword was faster than Yu Wenjun expected, and it was impossible to avoid it. He simply crossed the void and entered the courtyard. Before he could stand firmly, Jing Peiyao stabbed Yu Wenjun's chest again.

At the critical moment, Yu Wenjun pulled out the sheath and put it across his chest.

boom!
Just as a majestic wave of true energy was about to sweep away, Pu Weiqing in the room waved his long sleeves to build a field to cover the atmosphere of the world.

The knife and the sword are fighting for the front, and the sword is continuous, trying to pass through the famous front and break through someone.

Yu Wenjun blocked it with difficulty, and greeted him a little nervously: "He is the capital of the king, you and I should be more cautious, and this is not very good-looking."

Jing Peiyao's eyes were full of murderous intent, her breath was released, and she said in a concentrated voice: "You said something ugly, but now you feel that it is not good. Could it be that in this world, only the words that come out of your mouth can be counted?" Doing is the truth?"

Yu Wenjun responded with difficulty: "I have no such intention."

Jing Peiyao continued to pressurize, and said with a sneer, "So, it's because I took the meaning out of context, because I'm ungrateful and ungrateful?"

Yu Wenjun was at a loss for words for a while, and never thought that his unintentional sentence would cause so much trouble.

Just as Yu Wenjun was thinking about how to defeat the enemy, Pu Weiqing who was in the room walked out slowly and said: "Someone is coming outside the courtyard, it should be looking for you."

Jing Peiyao then withdrew her sword gesture, Yu Wenjun also heaved a sigh of relief, Pu Weiqing dispersed the surrounding field, and in an instant, both Jing Peiyao and Yu Wenjun were keenly aware of who was coming.

"The princess of the demon clan is here, you can sneak under the eaves, it's hard to imagine whether your endless excitement will make you become a flying fairy?"

Hearing his wife's eccentric words, Yu Wenjun was helpless for a while, and did not respond, so as not to make too many mistakes.

On the street, there was boundless snow. Guangli was walking in the snowy night wearing a gray-black jacket. This was a wonderful figure, but the gray-black jacket was a little abrupt.

There are still about fifty steps away from that courtyard.

At that moment, Guangli felt that something was happening in that courtyard, but it stopped suddenly, and before she had time to think carefully, the courtyard door opened.

Yu Wenjun walked out of the courtyard, and as soon as he turned around, he accidentally met the eyes of Guangli who was walking slowly.

Seeing this, Guangli raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile, and said crisply and sweetly: "You still came to my king's capital to see me."

Hearing this, Yu Wenjun's mouth twitched slightly. He knew that Jing Peiyao was most likely listening to the wall, but he didn't listen to the wall under the wall. He was drinking black tea in the living room while urging Ziwei Zhenyuan to listen to the wall. The distance is too far away. If you get too close, even the slightest turmoil can't be hidden from Jing Peiyao.

He is also a little depressed, why Jing Peiyao's disposition these days is different from the past.

"I don't like ambiguity." Yu Wenjun responded softly.

Guangli smiled even more, and said bluntly: "Although I have never really lived in the human race, I once heard a rumor about you and the most beautiful oiran in the imperial capital. You said you didn't like it. ambiguous?"

"Or, you never do superfluous things, you just like to get right to the point?"

Yu Wenjun couldn't argue for a while, but changed the subject: "Why are you here?"

Guangli said with an innocent face: "This is my capital, and you actually ask me why I appear here?"

Yu Wenjun continued to ask: "Why did you appear on this street?"

Guangli smiled lightly and said, "Can you just treat it as a casual encounter, or in such a beautiful night and snow?"

"Shall I take you around?"

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly, and then followed Guangli.

The footsteps of the two were at the same speed as the falling snowflakes. Looking at it from a distance, it was really a charming picture scroll in the snow.

After an unknown amount of time, the two walked out of West Street. After nightfall, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally patrols passed by, but after seeing Guangli, they all subconsciously moved out of the way.

Guangli smiled softly and said, "My true essence covers a space of ten feet around you and me, so you don't need to use that mysterious and unfathomable power of nothingness to cover your aura."

Yu Wenjun hummed, but did not immediately relax his power of nothingness.

"What do you think about tomorrow's battle?" Yu Wenjun asked.

With one move tomorrow, all the strong under the sky can withdraw from the battlefield without participating in the battle.

The powerhouses of Wuji will flood into the deep space to start a decisive battle, and the powerhouses of Lingxiao will fight each other with brains on the land. Just thinking about that scene is enough to be remembered forever.

Guangli did not answer Yu Wenjun, but asked instead: "What do you think?"

The current attitude of the Dragon Clan really confuses Guangli.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be here tonight, and now she was bargaining with Yu Wenjun, and Guangli knew that she didn't seem to have the bargaining chip to make the heart of His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan.

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said firmly: "The human race will win, and after the monster race is defeated, there will be no serious loss of vitality in the true sense."

"Afterwards, the human race will return to the land of Montenegro, and a stalemate will form again at that time."

If these words came from the mouth of the human race, Guangli would naturally dismiss them, but if they were said from the mouth of the young master of the dragon clan, Guangli couldn't help being shaken.

"Why?" Guangli asked puzzled.

Yu Wenjun replied still very firmly: "Because the Emperor will probably lead the conquest by himself."

"And your king will probably not appear on the battlefield. It is very possible to secretly control a handy puppet with an extremely high level of cultivation, but just like that, it is still no match for the emperor's Ziwei true essence."

Guangli's eyes widened, but she quickly calmed down, and said with a sneer, "Let's see tomorrow, it's too early to say these words at this time."

Yu Wenjun was calm, he felt that these days, Li Hongshan was more or less secretly doing something...