The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Inside Xiaoqi Pavilion
There was a rumor that a female disciple came through the door. She was wearing the most unique and distinguishable green slim-fitting dress.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she seemed to bring a different kind of vitality that people could notice at a glance.

"Is disciple Miaoyuan in the room?"

"I'm here!" As soon as Miaoyuan heard someone calling her, she quickly stood up and raised her little hand to signal.

She turned around to face them, her face serious and unsmiling, "So disciple Murong is also here? No wonder there is no trace of you in Haosen Courtyard."

"Aunt Qin Yin?" Murong Feng stood up in surprise, then bowed and saluted, "I just have some free time today, so I came to sit with my junior sister, which really worries my aunt."

"Disciple Murong, there is no need to be polite. I followed the command of the sect leader and came here specifically to say something to you two."

Murong Feng lowered his body again and urged the little man next to him who was still stunned: "Hurry up and salute."

Miaoyuan quickly came to her senses, lowered her head, and saluted with him.

"My lord, the sect master, has an order, ordering disciples Murong and Miaoyuan to go to Feng Lingxuan Hall without delay."

Murong Feng raised his head in shock, "Are you going now?"

He only came back from the main hall in the morning. At that time, he didn't hear that there was any urgent matter that needed to be dealt with in the main hall. It was only noon at this moment.

Qin Yin bowed her head and saluted, "Yes, I'll go now." After saying that, she turned and left.

"Aunt Qin Yin!" Murongfeng quickly stepped forward and called her.

Miaoyuan also hurriedly followed and walked out of the pavilion.

She stopped but did not look back. Her straight back made her look very majestic and not easy to get close to.

Murong Feng passed her in a few steps and walked to her to salute, "Aunt Qin Yin, please tell this disciple, but what happened in the main hall?"

"Auntie, please let me know." Miaoyuan followed and saluted.

"There is nothing else important. I just need to entertain a distinguished guest from afar in the evening, so I need you two to go over and help me right now."

"Distinguished guest?" Murongfeng turned to look at Miaoyuan and saw his silly junior sister shaking her head blankly.

"..."

"Yes, please go there early and don't delay. I have to inform Master Ning Shang."

Murong Feng lowered his head and saluted, "Yes, please trouble Aunt Qin Yin."

Miaoyuan took a step back and said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Qin Yin."

Qin Yin left the small courtyard and went to the next venue, Xia Zi Pavilion.

Miaoyuan was happy when she heard this, "Auntie, will you also go to the main hall later?"

She could finally see her aunt. She hadn't seen her for almost half a month since they last parted in the basement.

I wonder if my aunt’s confinement has ended?Judging by the time, I should be able to teach them soon.

Murong Feng smiled and nodded, "Yes, we can see Master Ning Shang."

"Great, let's go to the main hall now."

"it is good."

……

Feng Ling Xuan

Inside Fengling Pavilion
The visitor lay generously on his soft couch, bathing in the sunshine of the small courtyard, smiling lazily, "This is the first time I have such leisure and can stay with you for three to five days."

Minlan lowered her head, gently playing with the flowers and plants in her small courtyard, and said solemnly: "This is the last day, enjoy it."

The feast in the evening was both a treat and a farewell.He didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to stay.

If you keep one person, you will keep more rights and wrongs. Send him away earlier, which is good for him, himself, and Cang Lingshan.

The man sat up and said, "Do you really want me to leave?"

Minlan said nothing.

He shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't find what I wanted."

Minlan raised her head and glanced at him, a little coldly, "Don't you just want to see that brat? But don't forget, she is now living on the top of my mountain!" "Chengchengcheng," he patted the soft couch. He lay on his side and stood up. His tall and majestic body blocked the light above his head and cast a shadow on the ground.

"After I saw her, if there was nothing I wanted, I would leave immediately and never stay for a long time."

"You're wrong." Min Lan put down the bamboo tube for ladling water in his hand and walked out from among the flowers and plants. His long and comfortable long sleeves made his whole person look very elegant and profound.

"Even if there is something you want in her, it's not yours."

The man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "You really protected her?"

Doesn't it mean that he just accepted a close disciple at random to deal with the relationship between His Highness the King of Hell of the Ghost Clan and several other major clans?
Now it seems that it is inconsistent with the rumors.Then he would have to meet this little highness of the ghost clan.

Min Lan chuckled, walked past him and entered the room.

He never protected her.

"Can you make it clear to me?" The man was anxious. What did his ambiguous attitude mean?

Does he want this thing or not?If he wants it, will he stop it or not?

Minglan's deep voice came from the room: "Don't think about it, that thing is no longer in her hands."

"What do you mean?! If it's not hers, then whose body is it?!"

Just when the man wanted to ask clearly, another voice came from the small courtyard.

"Lord Sect Leader——"

The man turned around upon hearing the sound.

Qin Yin lowered his body and saluted, "General Yu——"

Yu Juncheng raised his head and looked at her, his expression turned cold in an instant, "What's the matter?"

Qin Yin said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The elders, sect disciples and teachers of each mountain have been notified about the feast in the evening."

Yu Juncheng turned around and walked into the room and asked him, "Why are you having such a big battle?"

He just wanted to meet the little highness of the ghost clan.Besides, if that thing wasn't in her hand, he wouldn't even want to see it.

Minlan looked up at him indifferently, and spoke without any hesitation, "I'll send you away."

Yu Juncheng: "..."

Oh, it’s really troublesome for him!

Qin Yin flashed to the door of the room in an instant, bowed and saluted, "Sir, Master Ning Shang said that she is unwell and will not go to the banquet tonight."

Min Lan raised his eyes and glanced at her, with a bit of coldness and oppression in his eyes, "Why are you feeling unwell?"

"This..." Qin Yin lowered his head and could feel the strong pressure and coercion of his sect leader without even looking.

Yu Juncheng sat down at the side with an expression of watching the show.

"S-I said it was because of the cold wind blowing for two nights that I got a little cold, so... so..."

The smile on Yu Juncheng's lips couldn't help but widen. He knew this. In the past few days, he had been occupying the dove's nest in his small courtyard. He was not unhappy at all, and he moved out very generously and moved the little dove's nest. The hospital temporarily allocated him a stay.

Who doesn't know that he wants to go to the basement of the main hall to live with the beauty.

He said that he caught the cold at night and didn't want to participate in this feast. They were just excuses. The most important thing was that he didn't want to see him.

Minlan's face turned extremely dark, "I understand, you can go out."

"Qin Yin retires."

Yu Juncheng stood up and smiled maliciously, "Hey, Master, are you annoying me?"

"Get out." Min Lan's eyes were so cold that he could kill someone. He was holding the scroll in his hand so tightly that his tendons bulged, showing signs of anger.

"Cheng Chengcheng, I'm leaving, I'll just leave." Yu Juncheng turned and left, his smile not diminishing.

It is quite rare to see him like this.

Tsk, these women from the ghost tribe are actually more powerful than the last.