It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 739 Invite the Ninth Prince to Return to the Palace!

The red clothes are like blood, and the long hair is fluttering. Those people, with all the golden masks on their faces, only revealing a pair of eyes with no temperature and no focus, floating in mid-air, like ghosts returning from hell to kill their souls.

"Please return the Ninth Prince to the palace."

A flat, unwavering voice floated out, like stagnant water, without a trace of life.

Bei Mingfeng's eyes were cold, and without a trace of warmth, he swept across the eighteen blood-clothed men standing in midair, and all he could see was a ghostly and cold purple mist, which was dangerous and enchanting.

"It's just you?"

The tone is low and cold, obviously without any emotion, but it makes people hear deep contempt and danger.

"Of course not! Just relying on them, how can they invite the Ninth Prince?"

Suddenly, an old and gloomy voice resounded from the void, ethereal, it seemed to come from a very far away place, and it seemed to be very close at hand.

For a moment, even the wind in the air seemed to be stagnant, depressing and suffocating.

Bei Mingfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and the eyebrows under the mask slightly frowned.

In the void, a black lotus flower ghostly bloomed, as if born in the invisible, transformed from the heaven and the earth, just like that, without a trace of warning, it appeared in the sky above the other garden out of thin air.

And that voice came from within the black lotus.

The blood-clothed man standing empty in mid-air was shocked suddenly, and fell to one knee, kneeling in the wind, "See Heavenly Master!"

A figure slowly rose from the black lotus. The black Taoist robe fluttered in the wind as a ghostly and gloomy fox shadow. The person held a black dust whisk in his hand and stepped on a black lotus. He had black hair like waterfalls and deep black eyes that reached his waist. The beard in the middle is also jet black, and the whole person exudes an aura of endless darkness, danger, and ghosts.

If Yun Qianruo were here, he would definitely recognize that this person is the one who cast the blood curse of reincarnation on Bei Mingfeng back then, Beiyan Celestial Master - Sikong Zhan!

With his appearance, the whole world seemed to be darkened, and a strong darkness enveloped the entire garden.

At this moment, on the outskirts of Jiangling City, where the stream is flowing, Yun Qianruo is lying on the grass, looking bored at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and in the sky, there are sometimes birds passing by.

"One bird, two birds, three birds... Beauty Feng, you are a pig..."

"Nine, ten, eleven... When will they come?"

"25...couldn't it be forgotten?!"

Yun Qianruo pulled out a piece of grass, looking at the increasingly bright and dazzling sun above her head, her expression was a little depressed.

"I knew I wouldn't have come so early... The grilled fish I was waiting for was cold... Hey..."

Turning her head to look at the delicious food and wine on the table, Yun Qianruo sighed lazily, "It's a farewell banquet after all... Maybe you won't come?"

Last night, Feng Meiren obviously agreed without hesitation, she didn't look like she didn't want to come. Moreover, Feng Meiren was very talkative, since she agreed, she shouldn't let people go, right?
"Hey—" Yun Qianruo let out a long sigh as his thoughts changed, "But the truth is, he just didn't come!"

Bored, Yun Qianruo continued to count the various birds flying in the sky.

Until the number of one hundred and eight birds was counted, Bei Mingfeng still did not appear. Yun Qianruo sat up, looked at the sun directly above her head, and felt an urge to turn around and leave, but it was only for a moment, and she lay down again up.

"Perhaps...something is delayed, it may not be later..."

Feng Meiren, shouldn't lie to her.

So, be a little patient!Although, waiting for someone like this is terrible!

"Damn Feng Meiren! This is the first time this girl has waited for such a long time! If you dare not come, we will break up the relationship in the future! Hmph!"

After lying down for a while, Yun Qianruo took out the rolled scroll from her sleeve and slowly unfolded it.

The stars are like water, the cold moon is beautiful, and the man in black stands quietly on the top of the cliff, overlooking the sky and the earth, looking at the mountains and rivers.At his feet was a ten thousand zhang abyss shrouded in mist. In the dark night, there was only a faint cold wind blowing his clothes, dissolving the mist like the samsara of life and death.

That alluring face, the beauty in the moonlight, is like a god soaring over the nine heavens, cold and lofty, and like a demon trapped in the nine secluded worlds, dangerous and seductive.It makes people feel intoxicated, and inadvertently think like crazy, but they are deterred by the three-foot-freezing chill.

At his feet, lay a huge bird with sparse feathers. A pair of golden bird eyes looked up at the man beside him who looked like a god's mansion. It was full of small stars, and on its head was a big bird. A silver ghost mask with a strange style of painting.

Across the scroll and the paper, it seems that one can feel the coldness, charm, and danger of the man in the painting.

Yun Qianruo looked at the painting in her hand for a long time, then stretched out a finger and pointed at the head of the person in the painting, curled her lips weakly, "It's rare for this girl to draw a satisfactory painting, if you If you don’t come again, if you don’t come again, I’ll make it ugly, make it a door god, and stick it on the wall! Avoid ghosts and exorcise evil spirits! I’ll draw you so ugly! Even that stupid bird doesn’t know you! Do you hear me?”

Time passed little by little, and disappeared without a trace in the long river of time.

The lakes and mountains, the clear water and the long sky, the luxuriant grass, the long white clouds, everything is so quiet and peaceful, so quiet and beautiful that people will linger and forget to return.

However, Yun Qianruo had no intention of admiring the scenery, looking at the distant sky, silently in a daze.

Mando Hills.

In the flower hall, Yan Zimo was bidding farewell to everyone. The old owner of Nalan and Nalanhe both sincerely asked him to stay in the villa for a few more days so that he could fulfill his friendship as a landlord. With a look of reluctance, he directly grabbed Yan Zimo's arm, "Zimo, it's rare for you to come here once, how can you leave so quickly? We haven't finished playing chess yet!"

Na Lanxin also persuaded from the side: "Mr. Yan came to visit, and the village is full of splendor. It is a great honor, why not stay a few more days? Jiangling has outstanding people, Zhong Ling is handsome, and there are many places where Brother Yan has not visited yet. Are you in such a hurry to leave? But the reception in the village is not good enough?"

"Master Shao's words are serious." Yan Zimo nodded slightly, his face as gentle as jade, and his smile was indifferent and polite, "Zimo thanked Zhuang Zhong for his hospitality and kindness in recent days, but he had to leave because of important matters. I hope you will forgive me."

Having said this, the old owner Nalan and the others couldn't keep them anymore, and they exchanged polite greetings for a long time, such as saying that Yan Zimo is always welcome at Mantuo Villa, and so on. Afterwards, Nalan Rui dragged Yan Zimo to his yard forcibly, and he had to play a game of chess with him before he could leave!

Yan Zimo was helpless, thinking that it was still early in the sky, so he agreed.

In Qingfengyuan, Nalan Qing is practicing sword in the courtyard. Although she is still bright and noble like a peony in the prosperous age, she is a bit more heroic in her strong attire.

Her steps are light, her figure is flexible, her swordsmanship is extremely soft and beautiful, at first glance it looks a bit like a girl's dance, but when you look closely, there is a sharp killer move hidden in that softness, but it is hidden in the softness.

The sound of footsteps came in a hurry, and a maid appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Nalan Qing's eyes flashed, and a sword qi flew out, breaking countless flower branches in the courtyard. Her figure flew into the air, and several flips landed in front of the maid.

"How about snooping?"

The maid hurriedly saluted, seemed to be running all the way, and was still panting slightly, "Miss Hui, Mr. Yan is indeed going to leave today, and now he is at the young master's place, saying that he will leave after playing a game of chess..."

After finishing what should be said, the maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out her hand to pat her chest.

Nalan Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, the dim light in his eyes flickered on and off, "Do you know where he is going?"

"This... Mr. Yan, he didn't say..."

"With that Dongfang Bubai?"

When mentioning "Invincible in the East", Nalan Qing clearly had a cold murderous look in his eyes.

The maid nodded, "It should be! Although they didn't go to say goodbye together, it can be said that the young master seems to represent the Eastern miracle doctor..."

Nalan Qing didn't speak any more, she turned around and went back to the house, the maid instinctively followed up to serve her, but she coldly shouted her back.

"Stay outside."

The maid was startled, shrank her neck, "Yes..."

Looking at the closed door, the maid stretched out her hand and patted her chest. Miss seemed in a bad mood?It's scary!

It's no wonder that in the past few days, the young lady has shown his love to Mr. Yan frequently, but he has always been lukewarm, indifferent and alienated, even though!He is very good-looking, and he always smiles, and his smile makes people feel warm and comfortable like a spring breeze. He is gentle and polite to everyone, but he always feels that that person is too far away and too difficult to approach, just like someone from the sky. The moon, though warm, cannot be approached.

Miss seems to like Mr. Yan very much!In the past, there were too many people who admired Miss, and the threshold of the villa was almost leveled by matchmakers from all walks of life, but Miss was so proud and outstanding, no one looked down on her.Now, it's hard to fall in love with someone, but...

The sound of opening the door interrupted the maid's thoughts that were flying far away, and she stood upright like a conditioned reflex, "Miss!"

Nalan Qing had already changed into an apricot-colored long dress, which complemented her pretty figure, which was bright and charming, and she was holding a tray in her hand, on which were placed a white jade teapot and two white porcelain cups, There is also a stack of delicate snacks.

Seeing this, the maid was obviously taken aback, "Miss, you..."

Nalan Qing's eyes flickered, the smile flickering and deep in his eyes, "It's time to bring some tea and snacks to elder brother."

The maid quickly reacted and stretched out her hand to pick it up, "Miss, let this servant carry it!"

Nalan Qing gave her a heavy look, "It's a lot of trouble!"

Seeing her eyes, the maid was startled, quickly withdrew her hand, and stood anxiously, "Miss...servant..."

Na Lanqing didn't look at her, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. The maid hesitated for a moment, then trotted to follow.

Guanqi Pavilion, Nalan Rui's yard.

At this moment, Yan Zimo and Nalan Rui were sitting opposite each other in the gazebo in the courtyard. There was a game of chess in front of them. One person held white pieces and the other held black pieces. The winner was not yet decided.

After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps coming from a distance. On the cobblestone road covered by the flower forest, Nalan Qinglian walked lightly and curled up.

The bright and charming woman, with an elegant and dignified smile on her lips, is as radiant as a blooming flower in the morning sun, and even the famous flowers behind her are dimmed in an instant.

However, the two chess players in the pavilion seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts, and did not notice the woman who was slowly approaching.

The smile on Nalan Qing's lips froze for a moment, but then returned to normal in a flash, like an illusion.

When she finally walked outside the gazebo, the two finally decided the winner, but seeing Nalan Rui beating his chest and sighing, his face was full of annoyance, "How can I still walk like this! Why didn't I expect that?" ? Come! Let's play the last game again! This time, we will definitely win you!"

When Yan Zimo heard this, the corners of his slightly pursed mouth twitched imperceptibly. At the end of the first three games, he said the same thing. Now, this is the fourth game!This last seems so far away?
It's almost time to calculate!
Yan Zimo flicked his sleeves, sat upright, looked at Nalan Qing, "Fifth Miss is here."

Nalan Qing's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face became brighter and more charming, "I've met Mr. Yan!"

The voice immediately attracted Nalan Rui's attention, and he realized that Nalan Qing was walking towards the gazebo with a tray, and immediately smiled brightly, "Fifth sister, why are you here?"

As Nalan Qing walked, she replied with a light smile: "Brother is a chess idiot, he forgets to sleep and eat when he plays chess. I don't know what time it will be. My younger sister is worried that you are only playing chess and neglecting the guests, so I specially bring some tea and snacks over."

When Nalan Rui was told by her, she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Hehe... this... seems to be a little thirsty! Fifth sister is really careful!"

Nalan Qing stepped up the steps, with a bright smile on her lips, "This tea is my brother's favorite tea in snowy mountains and clouds, but I don't know if Mr. Yan likes it or not...ah——"

However, before Nalan Qing finished speaking, she accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt, and then tripped over the steps, she fell forward, and she couldn't help letting out an exclamation.

The direction she turned towards was Yan Zimo's seat.

"Five sisters!"

"Miss--"

The accident happened suddenly, and Nalan Rui and the maid behind her both let out a low voice, with anxious and worried faces.

Yan Zimo looked at the woman who fell on him, his picturesque eyebrows frowned slightly, and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but out of morality and politeness, he stretched out his hand to support Nalan Qing Her shoulders kept her from falling into his arms or falling to the ground.

However, although Nalan Qing did not fall, the tray in her hand flew out, and some of the warm tea splashed out on Yan Zimo's body. Nalan Rui, who had reacted to the flying tray, Just in time to reach out and catch.

Nalan Qing's expression was still in shock, her face was slightly pale, her hands were resting on Yan Zimo's chest at this moment because of the posture that she fell down before, and her palms were tightly pressed against his heart.

Yan Zimo frowned unobtrusively, an imperceptible look of anger flashed across his eyes, he pushed Nalan Qing away with a slight force in his hands, making her stand upright, while he took a step back to distance himself from her .

Nalan Qing came back to her senses as if waking up from a dream, with annoyed and shy face, looking at Yan Zimo's clothes soaked in tea on his chest, with an uneasy expression, "This... I'm really sorry, Mr. Yan, I... I It wasn't intentional... I didn't know it would..."

Nalan Rui also stepped forward in time, reaching out to touch Yan Zimo's clothes, "Zimo, are you okay? Are you ironed?"

Yan Zimo turned slightly to avoid Nalan Rui's hand, pursed his lips, his expression was still indifferent and polite, Qinggui Chuchen said, "No problem. The tea is not hot."

Nalan Rui still looked apologetic, but it was hard to blame Nalan Qing, because she didn't do it on purpose.

However, Nalan Qing felt very guilty and kept apologizing, "Young Master Yan, I'm really sorry! It's all my fault for not paying attention for a moment... How about you go change your clothes?"

"Miss Fifth, you don't need to blame yourself." Yan Zimo glanced at her lightly, but warmly but alienated, "It's getting late, it's time for Zimo to leave."

Hearing this, Nalan Qing seemed surprised, and then her expression was a little sad, "Young Master Yan, are you leaving because of this matter? I really didn't mean it! Don't blame me, okay?"

Yan Zimo just frowned, but Nalan Rui said in time, "Fifth Sister, don't think too much! Is Zimo such a shameless person? He has something to do, so he has to leave! And he has already bid farewell to Grandpa, This matter has nothing to do with you at all! Stop blaming yourself!"

"Really?" Nalan Qing blinked, with a somewhat dubious expression.

"Of course it's true! How could elder brother lie?"

Yan Zimo glanced at the two of them indifferently, then cupped his fist slightly, "Farewell, we will meet later!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Nalan Rui quickly stepped forward, "Go, I'll see you off!"

In the gazebo, Nalan Qing stood there quietly, watching the backs of the two people leaving, her eyes slowly fixed on Yan Zimo's elegant and elegant figure, and an unknown light flashed across her eyes .

It wasn't until his figure was no longer visible that she slowly lowered her head and looked at her palm.

The sunlight was clear and light, falling through the veil on the white palm, where there was a fiery red flower looming, the petals were like butterfly wings, gorgeous and full of blooming.

Nalan Qing looked at the flower, and a smile of unknown meaning slowly floated on her lips.

Turning around, walked to the table, picked up the white jade pot, poured a cup of tea, and slowly poured it on the palm of his hand.

Where the tea spread, the flower seemed to tremble slightly, and then, bit by bit, slowly disappeared into her palm, so weird!

Looking at the palm that had returned to white and flawless again, Nalan Qing pursed her lips and smiled, but there were a few dark and flickering waves in her eyes, which were unpredictable and difficult to understand.

Because she was standing sideways, and the maid was standing outside the gazebo, she couldn't see her palms, but saw her pouring tea on her hands, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Could it be that the miss accidentally spilled tea all over Mr. Yan's body, so she feels guilty and uncomfortable, and wants to let herself bear the feeling of being drenched by tea?
Why!Mr. Yan just left without saying anything extra, the young lady must be very sad, right?
When the maid was full of emotions, Nalan Qing picked up the white jade pot and poured out all the tea in it, turned around, walked out of the pavilion, and when she passed by the maid, she said without raising her head, "The tea is cold. Go make a pot and send it to Big Brother."

The maid was stunned for a few seconds, then she quickly came back to her senses, "Yes! Miss! This servant is going!"

After Nalan Rui sent Yan Zimo back, the gazebo was completely empty, but the plate of exquisite dim sum was still there.

"Hey - they're all gone!"

Nalan Rui sighed, went to sit in front of the chess game, picked up a piece of pastry, and looked at the chess game while eating.

"Why can't Zimo think of me when he can think of it? It turns out that he can still walk like this..."

Looking at it, the pastry in his hand fell to the ground at some point, two hands, one on the left and one on the right, one holding white stones and the other holding black stones, just started playing chess like this.

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　　Attachment, 9 flowers

　　little rain bird, flower flower 9
　　3 Cicero flowers

　　10 misil flowers

　　Thank you little beauties, group!
　　Then, a certain grass jelly that is as gentle as water will roll back from its hometown tomorrow, and then, the work and rest will soon return to normal, and then, work hard for more!You understand, okay!group hug
　　Then, guess what, will Fengfeng come? O(∩_∩)O hahaha~
　　
　
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