pin bone

Chapter 50
News of Fu Jingce's collapse soon spread to Jinhong's Evernight Palace.

Jinhong didn't expect that his good brother, who was born with pride, would go through ups and downs all day long because of a woman.

But this is not harmful to him, it is less of a threat.

Jinhong decided to go and see him in person.

Walking to the gate of Chenyang Palace, Jinhong retreated from the crowd, and quietly walked to Fu Jingce's room.

He pushed open the door, and a strong smell of alcohol hit his face.

Jin Hong couldn't help frowning.

Walking into the inner room, I saw Fu Jingce sitting by the window, with disheveled hair and slightly unbuttoned clothes, staring out the window silently.

Following his line of sight, there were only attendants sweeping the courtyard.

Jinhong was about to walk in front of him, but he still didn't respond.

He frowned, and saw the mottled wound on Fu Jingce's hand, no one helped him to deal with it, and the edge of the wound was a little red.

In fact, no one can enter his room.

"Young master." Xiaosi, the attendant behind him, saw that the young master hadn't responded, like a puppet, and hurriedly reminded him.

Fu Jingce tilted his head slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Hong, without saying anything, and soon turned back to look at the scenery outside the window.

Jinhong looked suspicious.

It was the first time he saw Fu Jingce so decadent, and he wondered if this was his own brother.

Jinhong was a little puzzled, did he really like that goddess so much?
The goddess is quite beautiful, it seems that Fu Jingce has been seduced by her beauty.

There are so many beauties in the Demon Palace, so he doesn't like any of them?

Jinhong frowned unconsciously, and he walked over and pushed Fu Jingce.

"What's wrong with you? Go out and eat."

Fu Jingce brushed his hand away and lowered his head.

He was silent for a long time, and Jin Hong almost thought that he would not respond.

Fu Jingce propped his hands on the table, and the fallen hair covered his eyebrows and eyes.

Jin Hong suddenly saw something falling down very quickly and hitting the back of his hand.

It was Fu Jingce's tears.

He seemed to be crying very sadly, his whole body was trembling slightly, and tears fell down like beads.

Crystal clear.

Jin Hong was surprised.

He couldn't believe he was crying.

It was still for a woman.

Only when he made a mistake when he was a child, would Fu Jingce hug Jinhong's leg recklessly, crying and saying that his brother is sorry.

Since Fu Jingce's mortal mother died, he never cried again, and he never called Jinhong his brother again.

It seems that these days, he has been very sad.

Jinhong lowered most of his guard in his heart, and he pushed Fu Jingce a few more times, while mocking him with a bit of hatred: "Why are you crying, shedding tears for a protoss woman, it really shames us." family face."

Fu Jingce ignored him and buried his face in his arms.

It looks very decadent and fragile.

Jin Hong pouted.

I thought he was a difficult master, but I didn't expect that Fu Jingce would give up on himself just because Jin Hong just provoked him with the goddess.

No different from his stupid mortal mother.

It's really worthless.

Jinhong glanced at him with disdain, snorted coldly and walked away.

I'm overthinking myself.

The footsteps faded away, and the door was closed again.

Fu Jingce raised his head, and calmly wiped away the wet tears.

The original sad and decadent expression suddenly disappeared, and he sneered, as if ice had been quenched in his eyes.

"Come out."

The bead curtain was lifted, and a figure slowly emerged from another hidden corner of the room.

The man was wearing a black robe, his hair was tied up, his face was handsome, and his figure was graceful.

"Young master." He bent down respectfully and bowed his hands.

Fu Jingce turned around from the window and walked towards him.

"Ah Lu." He stretched out his hand to support him, "I need it, you have to do something."

The man named A Lu nodded respectfully, "Please tell me, young master."

Fu Jingce tilted his head slightly, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something.

Alu suddenly understood, and immediately left after saluting.

Fu Jingce's expression was still calm, but soon, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Alu is the soldier he raised, and he is loyal to him.

Planning is about to begin.

Heavenly Palace.

Zhong Linlang was lying on the table in the room to take a nap when she suddenly woke up inexplicably.

She was dreaming again, and the content of the dream was still the same.

Nine Turns Floating Bone Pagoda, Cliff Mountain, Flute Player.

The only difference is that at the end of the dream, the man wearing the sapphire mask appeared, namely Ming Qi.

Although he claimed to be Ming Qi.

She dreamed that the man took off his mask again, but this time she saw nothing.

No, to be precise, there is no face at all under the mask.

Zhong Linlang thought it was strange, but in the dream, she couldn't make a sound or move, as if she was imprisoned.

All she could see was that the faceless man seemed to be about to say something.

Before she could speak, she woke up inexplicably.

Zhong Linlang was so angry that she almost scratched the wall.

Poured a cup of tea to calm down, she thought that she couldn't relax for a moment in the Demon Palace, just happened to be bored, Huahe grabbed Changsheng to play again, no one bothered her.

Zhong Linlang tracked down Liu Wanyi with magic tricks.

In the palm-sized picture, she saw Liu Banyi practicing the green feather fan hard in the room.

Liu Wanyi is originally a spiritual fetus formed by the aura of heaven and earth, very talented, plus the green feather fan is a divine object, it is like a tiger with wings added.

Zhong Linlang watched it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but marvel at how fast she was learning.

The green feather fan suddenly exerted force, and the wind from the fan shook the tables and chairs in the room.

This is just a little scratch.

The real green feather fan, if cultivated properly, can fan the ghosts and goblins far away.

Zhong Linlang gave it to Liu Wanyi, firstly for her self-defense, and secondly for her peace of mind.

But it seemed that she didn't have as much contact with Fu Jingce as she imagined, and she didn't know how the little devil was doing now.

Counting the days, there is not much time left.

It's only been more than ten days since Awakening of Insects.

Zhong Linlang frowned.

(End of this chapter)