Nan Yongning looked from a distance as the sedan chair was carried into Liuyun Station, and his face showed a meaningful look.

At that moment, Chu Yue's scalp on the sedan chair was numb and her whole body was panicked. She felt a chill in the blue sky and the sun.

Chu Yue walked out of the sedan chair and entered the house. After a while, she was picked up by her slender hands and instantly appeared on the ninth floor of the inn.

From the ninth floor of Liuyun Station, you can see the general outline of the Eternal Land.

Especially the people and things on the long street can be seen and heard clearly.

"There is a difference between men and men, Ye Jian Emperor, please respect yourself."

Chu Yue said secretly.

"It's okay, I like men, especially men like Mr. Chu."

The man's low and mellow voice sounded in his ears, and every word touched her soul.

Chu Yue, it's irritating.

Why is this man more shameless than her?

She has given up since she forcibly provoked the fire that night and was managed to be conquered.

She had to admit that in some things, she was indeed not as good as Ye Mohan.

Chu Yue was nestled in the man's arms, with her white little hands supporting her jaw, and casually observing the scene of the long street.

Suddenly, the earth moved and the mountains shook, like the sky exploded.

She looked at it carefully-

A giant came from outside the long street.

Someone shot through the night pearl of the royal city palace dozens of miles away.

"The many people on Honghu List, like Shura's realm, serve as bystanders."

Ye Mohan explained: "In the martial arts of the Emperor Realm, the warriors on the Honghu List are all powerful masters."

Chu Yue touched her chin, observed the warrior of Honghu List who had entered the royal city for a while, and half-squinted her clear purple eyes, "These few days are the time for Honghu List to change."

The man nodded.

Chu Yue asked: "The Qingqiu Holy Beast Shen Xueji has the Ghost Emperor Drum Spirit. Is this true?"

"Shen Xueji hides this matter very deeply, but it is certain that Shen Xueji does have a drum spirit."

Ye Mohan said: "The sound of the imperial drum is the key to opening the Ghost Emperor's cemetery. Because the Ghost Emperor's cemetery appeared in the holy realm before, Lao Bai and the others went to investigate this matter carefully."

"What is Gu Ling like?"

"According to the "Perpetual Calendar" in the Jiuyou Sword Clan, the drum spirit of the Emperor Drum is a fairy spirit derived from the immortal body. It is slightly less powerful and is called an elf."

Elf?

A deep thought appeared on the face under Chu Yue's mask.

If Gu Ling is really in Shen Xueji's hands, it will be a bit difficult to deal with.

However, if Shen Xueji could really use this drum spirit, she would not have used this as a gimmick to put it at the Wulu Club Banquet.

It can only be explained that although Shen Xueji has a drum spirit, she has no use.

Shennong Space, a flash of inspiration in his mind.

As if he had thought of something, he quickly said, "When you were the Lord of the Martial God Temple, you had a private conversation with Hongmeng Immortal Emperor and weapon refining master Hu Bugui. The content of the conversation seemed to be the Spirit of the Emperor's Drum. The Immortal Spirit of the Sword Emperor is most suitable for forging the Emperor's Drum, but before I could make it clear, I was so disappointed, so I don't know what happened later."

She and Ye Mohan’s fairy spirit?

She had already died in the Void Gate, and even if there were immortals, she would die.

As for Ye Mohan's side, there has been no trace of immortal spirits. Could it be that he used to make drum spirits?

Chu Yue sank her deep eyes.

No matter what Gu Ling is, she will take things back from Shen Xueji during this trip to the temple.

Now Xiao Li pushed the door in and, as an envoy from Shura, reported to Truman's related matters:

"Sister Xiaoyue, a woman of the right age from Silu and Eternal Land, lined up to deliver letters and hairpins, saying that they were love-making things. There were too many people and it was difficult to refuse, so Qin Tieniu accepted it."

Feeling the pressure of Ye Mohan's body, a cunning look flashed in Xiao Li's amber-like eyes. He pretended to be calm and composed: "There are some girls with tough personalities. It doesn't matter if they say they are concubines for Mr. Chu, but they just want Mr. Chu's love for me."

This... what kind of words are he saying about tigers and wolves?

Chu Yue swallowed her saliva, and she was a little messy in the wind.

“By the way.”

Xiao Li said again: "Princess Xuanhan Nan Yongning, the owner of Liuyun Station, asked the invitation letter to send a letter of invitation, saying that every midnight, there will be blood crabapples blooming by the Eternal River, and Nan Yongning sincerely invites Mr. Chu to watch the flowers together."

"It's interesting."

Chu Yue touched her nose lightly with her fingertips. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were lightly covered with bright light.

Especially the light purple eyes, they are crystal clear and as beautiful as jade.

"Pillow..."

Chu Yue blinked twice. After all, it was a private meeting in the middle of the night, so she still had to ask for instructions.

Ye Mohan was helpless, "Don't touch her."

"Nan Yongning is a woman." Chu Yue reminded.

"Women, either, no, okay."

When he said this, Ye Mohan looked at Xiao Li intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was hinting at something.

Xiao Li looked at his eyes and nose and heart, as if he couldn't understand the implicit sound of the Sword Emperor, and was as calm as a calm sea.

"Okay, don't touch it, absolutely not touch it!"

Chu Yue patted her chest and repeatedly promised.

Ye Mohan could feel her radiant and energetic through the mask. He obviously had entered the state of the No. 1 man in Wulu. He couldn't help but raise his long finger and gently rub his temples, feeling a little speechless.

What he should worry about every day is not that a wild man abducted his wife, but these beautiful women...

Achu, who was born in him, is another kind of person who cares about beauty...

After a long time, the guardians came to report, looked left and right, and asked in confusion: "Where is Master Chu?"

Ye Mohan took a sip of tea and sighed in his heart:

Alas.

The suffering of the Sword Emperor is not understood by ordinary people.

...

At midnight, the Eternal River surrounding the royal city was filled with blood-colored crabapple flowers.

At first glance, it looks very beautiful.

The crabapple flowers bloom, red but not monster, especially the clear moonlight shines like a waterfall, which adds a dreamlike fairy spirit.

A pleasure boat wanders on the surface of the Eternal River.

Pedestrians stopped on the bridge and looked at the pleasure boat curiously.

In the pleasure boat, Nan Yongning's originally confident expression faded after Chu Tianba had not made an appointment for a long time.

"Young Master Chu, won't you come?" she asked.

The guards were trembling, "The news from Liuyun Post Station said that Mr. Chu would come..."

"Um."

Nan Yongning sat cross-legged at the low table with beautiful patterns and slowly closed his eyes.

The thick eye wings lightly cover the shallow crow feathers.

Time passes slowly.

Until half an hour passed, Nan Yongning finally became impatient.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Very good, Chu Tianba, you are the first man to dare to tease me."

Wait until Chu Tianba landed on her couch.

She would let Chu Tianba know what it means to be unable to survive or die.

The guards and maids crawled on the ground one after another, scared to the point of sweat, and they didn't dare to show one.

"The wind is clear at midnight, and flowers bloom forever. Why are the beauty angry?"

The romantic sound came from outside the bead curtain.

Nan Yongning's heart trembled suddenly.

Scarcity is precious.

Compared to Midnight's regular appointments, the sudden appearance at this moment is the biggest surprise.
Chapter completed!