Those Days of Hunting Demons and Devils

When Jiyan woke up again, the Nine Emperor had already left. He did not remember when the Nine Emperor would hold his bedroom, nor did he remember when the Nine Emperor left, but his sour body told him everything about last night It's not a dream. He was in the back garden of his house, and the nine male emperors, who were also males, turned upside down.

Even if it is the effect of drugs, Ji Yan does have pleasure. This is a fact he cannot deny. Even if he refuses to admit it on his mouth, he cannot deny it in his heart.

He slowly raised his hand, gazed at his palm, frowned helplessly. Last night, the Nine Emperor healed the lotus that was about to wither. He suddenly remembered the Nine Emperor’s instructions. Zhang Guanjia learned from the mouth that the Nine Emperor took him back to his room last night. The Nine Emperor came out of his room this morning. Before leaving, he also asked Zhang Guanjia to stew tonic tonics.

"Zhang Guanjia, you go and throw away all the wines you bought some days ago.

"Ji Yan still has a fresh memory of what happened last night. He doesn't want that kind of thing to happen again. If those wines are not drunk, he will inevitably be tossed all night."

"Yes, Grandpa.

"Butler Zhang nodded regretfully."

But Ji Yan called on Zhang Butler: "Where did the nine emperors bring the gifts yesterday? Let me take a look first."

"He got up and went out with Zhang Guanjia out of the room. He was waiting in the lobby. Zhang Guanjia put what people sent yesterday from the Nine Emperor on the table.

Ji Yan was fortunate. Tong and Zhang Ziyan did not return to the house at the end of last night. When they asked Zhang's housekeeper, they knew that yesterday Zhang Ziyan said that he would go to the temple to ask for a son, and Mo Tong went with him.

"Did Ziyan say when you will return?" Ji Yan was inevitably worried and worried. "Recently there was a plague outside the city, so that people in the house should not be near the river.

"The responsible Zhang Guanjia, of course, recruited according to the instructions of Ji Yan, and soon ordered this time, and the people in Zhang Fu were also very obedient. As long as the aunt said no, he would not go. It's obedience.

Ji Yan opened the gifts brought by the Nine Emperor one by one at the table, and there were precious tonics such as Blood Swallow and Deer Antler. Among the piles of expensive tonics, an exquisite brocade box attracted the attention of Ji Yan and he opened The Jin Box immediately came out of the cold, and a snow lotus appeared in the faint white mist.

This is...this is a thousand-year-old snow lotus...Zi Yan didn't expect Jiuhuang to send him such a precious thing. Jiyan entrusted people to go to Beijing to buy only ordinary snow lotus that has been blooming for a hundred years. Jiuhuang gave such a rare holy product Do you want to compensate him? Ji Yan stared at the beautiful snow lotus for a while. He had a complicated mood to collect the snow lotus. He ordered Zhang Guanyan if Zhang Ziyan came back, let Zhang Ziyan take a good rest, and give Mo Tongduo whatever he wanted. Refrigerate a few jars of wine.

He took the box of snow lotus and walked towards the courtyard where Fojiang lived. On the way, Jiyan felt a little uneasy, uneasy, grateful, and complicated... Jiyan pushed the door of Fojiang's room, he was very Quickly closing the door again, he put the millennium snow lotus on the table and walked slowly towards the bed. The light in the room was dim and the line of sight was unclear. The white bed draped naturally. The room was very quiet and could only be heard. Footsteps trailing closer.

He lifted the bed curtain and sat down on the bed without moving his knees. The bed was neatly tidied. The Buddha had a gorgeous silver cascade. The exquisite cuffs were embroidered with gold thread. The thin lines are very beautiful, and his silver hair is vertical. From now on, his handsome face has a striking scar, and his face is pale, and he can see that the wound is very serious.

Hearing the movement of Ji Yan, he slowly opened his eyes, and his fierce eyes stared at Ji Yan: "Uncle Ji, you are here.

"Fo Jiang's voice was not high or low, as if he was greeting him, not like he was greeting him."