Peach Blossom

      As far as she is concerned, no matter how important the matter is, it is always more urgent than coaxing His Highness to sleep.

    In her sleep, she did not forget to hold the corner of the princess' clothes with one hand. The princess lay beside her, quietly listening to the changes in her breath, until the king of Han took a long breath, and then gently took the corner of his clothes out of his hand, got up and left.

    Luoyang night, the lights are bright. It was curfew, and the lights were silent lights. The darkness fell heavily, and the city was so large that it was silent.

    Walking on the street in the air, the wind blew the sleeves of the robe, and the robe made a hunting sound.

      Concubine Han's demonic magic is unfathomable. He came alone and did not bring any magic weapon. He would definitely be invincible.

    The wind whistled, blowing his long beard into the air, he looked ahead, listened to all directions, vigilantly paid attention to the movements around him, and trotted forward without any slack at his feet.

    Walking out of the city in a hurry, it was still silent, and no one was chasing after him. Ju Kong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was in the capital, and the prince of the emperor was shocked, how could the evildoers dare to mess around.

    Although he thought so, he did not dare to stay, but he still tried his best to hurry, wanting to get out early and return to the Taoist temple.

    Luoyang City is bustling and noisy, with countless business trips and countless guest houses in the city. This is a guest house. The door of the shop is wide open, and the lights are shining through, reflecting the dim light in front of the door. It was getting late, no travelers came to the door, the guest house was quiet inside and outside, only the flag of a cloud of tourists was hoisted high and fluttered in the wind.

    There are still countless guest houses like this in the city, and Ju Kong didn't take a second look, and went straight forward.

    Suddenly, he stepped on his steps and stared blankly ahead.

    Under the lantern on the eaves of the guest house, a figure stood quietly.

    She is dressed in gorgeous clothes, with phoenix hairpin and treasure hairpin, which is noble and elegant, and cannot be seen directly.

    In an instant, a cold sweat oozes out.

    The princess seemed to sense that he was coming, and gave him a light look. This glance was completely different from the one in the palace just now. It was indifferent and condescending, just like seeing an ant stuck on a shoe, and it could be crushed to death with just a slight lift of the foot.

    Gu Kong's heart clenched tightly, and he held the whisk firmly, but he didn't want to fight back and defend himself, but out of instinct, he grabbed something at will to vent his fear.

    The princess glanced at it and said, "Why does the master watch over Wang Jia?"

      Ju Kong also refused to lose his identity, bowed his body a little, saluted hastily, and replied without answering, "I didn't know that Princess Han was dressed up by a demon."

      Since he is evil, he can't let him go, and he is the master of the view. He is already the supreme master. No matter what, he can't lower his head and beg for mercy.

     Mood swings? Gu Kong thinks she has a good spell, and for her, it can be wiped out with just a wave of her hand, which is very simple.

    The princess smiled slightly: "I don't know the etiquette, and the teeth are too long."

    Ju Kong was furious, and his cultivation was under the pressure of the princess. , Secretly made up his mind, if this big demon wants to harm people, he is not good at morality, and he has to fight to the death, and it is good to die in an upright manner.

    Just thinking about it, looking at the princess coldly with a serious face: "It's in your hands now, there's nothing to say, you can do it with respect."

    The princess raised her head to look at the sky, and said lightly: "It doesn't have to be hands-on."

    Ju Kong's expression froze, but he couldn't help but feel slightly relieved. Before he could completely settle his heart, he suddenly saw the big demon's eyes suddenly turn cold, those eyes, in an instant Like a bottomless abyss, it **** the whole person in. Ju Kong immediately understood what kind of profound magic this was, and was about to turn his eyes away, but he seemed to be sucked in, and he couldn't turn his eyes away no matter what.

    The princess has never liked killing, but the way of cultivation is long, and it is inevitable that when you need to do it, the soul search method is difficult to practice, but after practicing it, it is very easy.

    However, in the blink of an eye, Ju Kong moved into a fantasy world, with a stunned expression, unable to move. Seeing that the time had come, the princess was about to search for her soul, and suddenly her primordial spirit trembled—in the palace, someone touched the killing technique that she had sealed in her pouch.

    The sachet was placed beside the Han King's pillow, the killing trick was touching, and a white light emanated from the sachet, gently covering the Han King.

    Not far from the couch, a figure stepped back three steps in a row, struggling to stand still. The pain in the chest was sharp, and the throat was sweet and fishy. The woman didn't feel annoyed, but she glanced at the couch and saw that in the soft halo, the king of Han was still sleeping, her brows were calm, and her eyes were peacefully closed. He was not disturbed by the movement just now.

    The woman smiled: "It's very strict."

    Wang Qi is precious, and it is reasonable to blame her for being too impatient, Fang Zhong has this killing technique. She is obviously deeper than the fox's way, and she is still self-confident after hitting the killing trick. Thinking that the killing tactic has been touched, Jun Yao is bound to come immediately, without delaying now, stretched out his hand, transformed into a sword out of thin air, and stepped forward again.

    In the sachet, there are still two killing tactics.

    The killing technique is very powerful. After all, the princess was not here. The woman used magic, abolished some kung fu, and transformed the two killing techniques. To protect and deal with the King of Han, even if there are only 10% of spells left, it is more than enough.

    The attraction of Wang Qi to demons is natural. As soon as a woman gets closer, she will only feel relaxed and happy. Taking a sip of refining is better than practicing for a hundred years.

    The woman looked at the pouch, suddenly stunned, took two steps in a hurry, and looked closer.

     Footsteps came from behind.

    The woman immediately turned around and saw the princess walking in. She stared blankly at the princess and put away the sword. The princess glanced at her, then looked past her and looked at the pouch: "Breaking my three killing tactics in a row, it seems that I have made progress recently."

    Mingse smiled lightly: "No matter how much you grow, you won't be as profound as Jun Yao."

    The princess didn't say a word, walked to the couch, the white light slowly disappeared, and she took back all the pouches. The princess looked at the king of Han and bent over to cover her quilt.

    "I saw her in Guangping Temple that day. I saw through her aura and turned into a boy to come forward, but I didn't expect it to be today." Ming Se said slowly.

    The princess did not answer, and instead asked: "Why are you here now?"

    The princess frowned slightly.

    "Unfortunately, I couldn't devour her before you came. With you here, I'm afraid that the power of the world's demons may not hurt her."

    The princess looked at her quietly and said slowly: "Not necessarily."

    Ming se showed a sudden look, and nodded slightly: "Yes, no matter how powerful you are, there is only one. For example, if you come back later today, this little highness is a corpse."

    The princess still looked calm, but her eyes were cold to the extreme, Ming se was not afraid, and walked lightly in front of her: "A hundred years of life, re-entering reincarnation, at most you You can only accompany her for decades, so why be persistent."

    The princess looked at her and lightly opened her lips: "It has nothing to do with you."

    Minse smiled sweetly: "How can it be irrelevant? In order to prevent you from loving her for thousands of years, why don't you let me eat her, and that's it."

    After she finished speaking, she turned around suddenly, turned into a red light, and rushed towards the King of Han. The princess squeezed a tactic with her left hand, and the bullet would go out, turning into a consistent white light, wrapping around it, blocking the path of the red light.

    The red light had no way to break free, so it had to fall to the ground and turned into a human form again. She faintly showed anger, and said with a cold face: "I am determined to win the king's anger. If you don't kill me today, I will definitely come back."

    The princess said lightly: "You know the way I cultivate, and you don't want to kill."

    Mincer bit her lip and stared at the princess angrily. After a moment, she sneered and turned away.

    When she knew she was gone, the princess sat down beside the couch. The two of them didn't seem to cause ripples in her heart, she just quietly watched the sleeping face of the King of Han.

      The princess felt a little sorry.

    Han Wang suddenly frowned in the dream, she turned over, stretched out her small hand from the quilt, and touched the couch beside her. After touching it for a while, realizing it was empty, King Han rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking around in a daze. When she saw the princess, she muttered softly, "Ayao, where have you been..."

    The princess softened her eyes instantly, stretched out her hand, and motioned for the king of Han to come.

    The king of Han still obediently came over, sat up on his knees, and touched the princess' cheek. The tentacles are slightly cool. Startled, she put her arms around the princess' neck, put her face on hers, and whispered, "Ayao, you went out? But what's the matter?"

    Her cheeks were soft, with the warmth in her sleep, she put them on, and it kept warm to her heart. The princess caressed the back of her head cherishly, her heart softened, and she said softly, "I couldn't sleep, so I sat down in the courtyard."

    Han Wang frowned and looked at her worriedly: "Do you have something on your mind?"

    The princess shook her head slightly.

    Han Wang stared at her closely, lest she hide it from her because she didn't want her to worry, until she saw that the princess looked calm, and then she believed it, and raised her hand to touch the princess' eyes. The princess closed her eyes and gently touched her eyelids with her fingertips. After a while, a warm kiss fell, kissing on both sides.

    "Ayao kiss, don't have nightmares, I kiss, Ayao can fall asleep."

    The princess could not help but bend her lips. The King of Han took her into his arms and covered her with a quilt. Her body is warm, and she has the softness of a little girl, making her comfortable to hold. The princess has no need to sleep for a long time. In the past nights, most of the nights were spent in practice with closed eyes. However, tonight, for some reason, she fell asleep peacefully in King Han's arms.