Although Zhuanyang was anxious to make an appointment, Awan was lying on the ground and obviously could not stay in Meilin forever.

He first carried Awan back to Yunyang Hou Mansion, tore off the dirty clothes on his body, and put on a clean dark red cloud patterned martial arts uniform.

After thinking about it, I took out a hollow dragon-headed jade pendant from the drawer and hurried to Zhuguang Square.

At this moment, the hour of Xu has passed halfway.

Seeing the people coming and going, Peng Yu was not at the agreed location, Zhuanyang smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, he has left."

Tickling his head, he smiled a little depressed: "It's over, with his personality, I will definitely not spare me tomorrow."

He knew Peng Yu so well that he deeply understood the significance of this lantern festival to Peng Yu.

After he left, he probably wouldn't see such a lantern festival again. He invited him to the appointment, so he should have said goodbye to his friends, right?

Zhuanyang stood in the square, looking extremely lonely under the lights of Mingyao.

But at this moment, Peng Yu is very happy!

His joy is based on Zhuanlei's pain!

...

"Don't go so fast, wait until I finish reading this riddle.

"Wait, that lantern is good, Major General, take it off and give it to me. By the way, I want this mask too!

"General, help me pick and bring some things to my family."

Peng Yu was very excited and wanted to squander all his childhood that had been suppressed for countless years on this day.

Not to mention this life, even in the twenty years on earth, I have never been so slap in such a voluntary way.

He completely let himself go, dragging Zhuanlei around, not recognizing his life at all.

Zhuanlei was tense and helped him buy things to guide him, while also being wary of someone assassinating him.

"Your Highness, can you change your appearance?"

"What to change? I've changed my clothes and covered my face with illusions. What else do I want? Did I make me a female figure? Just kidding!"

Zhuanlei's vision of King Zhao's female appearance immediately appeared in his mind, and Concubine Zhao immediately showed his solemn and majestic expression, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Forget it, let's just do it."

He accepted his fate and carried something, Zhuanlei took Peng Yu shopping.

In a spacious building, Zhuanyun saw the two people below through the window.

"Why did they get mixed up?"

Close the window, Zhuanyun continued to scoop the potion into the pool.

As the amber potion was added to the spirit pool, the pink smoke slowly dissipated.

"It's OK, it's just right now."

On the other side of the screen, the sound of water rushing.

"Do you want to come in and wash together?"

"The Empress is joking." Zhuan Yun sat cross-legged, lowered his head and eyebrows, and calmed his mind.

He never expected that he would come to see Zhao Feiyan, she was taking a shower. He also asked the maid to step down and debug the medicine juice by himself.

The warm fragrance of red candles, although the atmosphere is right, Zhuanyun dared not have any blasphemy.

Suddenly, Zhuanyun asked about the smell of blood and said solemnly: "Is the Empress injured?"

"I had a fight with someone. I'll give you this thing to play with."

A small bottle was thrown from the opposite side of the screen. Zhuanyun picked it up and saw nine lifelike golden dragons on it.

"The Wanhai Bottle of Dragon Palace? Are you fighting with the Dragon Emperor outside the sky?"

The Dragon Emperor's true body was trapped and fled with an incarnation made of the Ancestral Dragon body. He originally planned to go to Zichen County to fight Qiufeng and eat a few demons to heal his wounds. As a result, he ran into Zhao Feiyan and was severely taught by the dragon-slaying technique.

Of course, Zhao Feiyan was also injured.

"The loach was bewitched by someone to come and find me bad luck. If someone hadn't rescued me, I would have directly drained his dragon tendons!"

Zhao Feiyan was soaked in the Lingchi Lake, and there was a deep claw mark on her chest that could see the bones.

She knew that the Dragon Emperor was the Queen of the Witch, who was here to find trouble for her and planned to stop her from proof of her.

Zhuanyun frowned and said, "The guest outside the world was humiliated and I'm afraid he won't stop. What if he finds a helper to come?"

"So Wanhai Ping gives you it. Go back and communicate with him, so that the God Dynasty can be careful."

Faced with the upcoming great disaster, Zhao Feiyan was also helpless.

Through the Heart Mirror Tianwheel, she saw a future similar to the Ghost Emperor.

Dakun was destroyed and all living beings died. In her calculations, there was no chance of life. All she could do was to protect the people around her as much as possible.

In this case, she had no choice but to join forces with Kunlie.

Zhuanyun suddenly realized.

With the personality of the Empress, I am definitely unwilling to give in to Your Majesty. So, is this planning to let me come forward?

"Why don't the Empress let Your Highness come forward?"

“…”

Behind the screen, Zhao Feiyan's tone suddenly became cold: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, go and tell him that I joined forces with him during the Great Evil Calamity."

Zhuanyun had a clue in his mind, but he had a problem.

...

Peng Yu pulled Zhuan Lei to check in the street and ate wontons at a small stall.

Zhuanlei was a little surprised to see Peng Yu's approach of being so friendly to the people.

"Why, do you think I am not down-to-earth in every day?"

"I heard from the third brother that you often run to the 'mortal realm' in the Simu Palace. It's just..."

Compared with the nobleness of King Zhao sitting in Wenhua Hall, the person in front of him seemed to be his younger brother next door.

Peng Yu ate with a smile, and suddenly he felt something and looked at the direction of the Yunyang Marquis Mansion.

The Qiankun brand appeared. He had just left the house from the Yunyang Marquis Mansion. It was strange. Can't he stayed in the Yunyang Marquis Mansion for an afternoon?

Thinking of this, Peng Yu was in a bad mood and took a hard bite of the wontons.

Cut without filling, it’s all skin!

After swallowing it, Peng Yu looked at the big bags on the table.

"Let's count it back and I'll give you the money. Of course, if you have any preferences, you can buy it directly. If you go back and reimburse you, you'll be the tour guide fee tonight."

"No need. There is nothing to buy, your highness does not need to spend money."

Although King Zhao showed great closeness, Zhuanlei did not intend to have a good relationship with him.

It’s not because of King Zhao himself, but because of the Zhuansun clan, someone needs to express his dislike for Kunwu clan. If the eldest brother and the third brother are not good, then I can only come.

"Don't be so irritable. If it were your brother and your brother, I would be fine with spending my money."

Peng Yu secretly paid attention to the Qiankun brand. The imprint belonging to Zhuguang Square appeared in Zhuguang Square and began to move.

As for Zhuanyun, it seemed that he was blocked by a force and could not detect his position.

Zhuanlei: "Hmph, I'm not them, I'm going to let you spend money on everything. It's like... it's like that."

"What, this is the fun between friends. When Zhuanyang and I were in Simu Palace, we could be petty for a copper coin and compete for the afternoon of the competition."

Are they short of money? Not short of it.

Just make excuses to joke and play with each other.

Although Peng Yu was angry when Zhuanyang did not make an appointment tonight, he would never completely break up because of this matter. He just used this matter as an excuse and bullied Zhuanyang a few more times.

"You are really idle."

Having said that, Zhuanlei also recalled the days when he was drinking and having fun with his companions at Tianhuoguan.

In the dark night, a group of soldiers sat by the bonfire, drinking wine, singing songs, discussing how many monsters they killed today.

"Your Highness...you said, can the Great Evil Calamity be passed smoothly?"

Peng Yu remained silent, looking at the bustling lantern festival, feeling complicated.

As the crisis approaches, how long can the prosperity in front of you be left?

"Anyway, we must deal with it with it with all our might, at least not leave any regrets."

After drinking wonton soup, Peng Yu put down the bowl: "Come on, next street!"

"I've come again? It's already three streets, it's time for you to go back to the palace."

"The family agrees that I can spend the night outside today."
To be continued...