Huh ~

The qi flows in the carriage, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

Nangong Ye was almost unable to support him. He noticed that the cold and cold energy suddenly became active, and quickly locked it with his energy...

As the qi of the most yin and cold rushes into the qi veins, the original burning flames almost instantly subside and calm down, and they turn into a calm period. The next time they explode, I am afraid that it will be the time of the yang at noon tomorrow...

There was a silence in the carriage.

Nangong Ye suppressed the yang poison, and his spiritual consciousness became clear. The burning sensation of fire on his body faded, but a feeling of backbone like a torment of fire surged in his heart.

What has this path done...

The dignified ancestor of the Danding School and the head of Zihui Mountain, who is famous all over the country, actually seeks to be fully fond of...

How to face your disciples and righteous friends in the future...

Seeing that his hands were not clean, Nangong Ye felt a little clear-headed, and he patted the power bank like he was avoiding a snake and scorpion...

"Hey? Don't... don't move around!"

A clear voice came from beside her, and then her wrist was caught and she used silk to help her wipe her hands.

Crack ~

Nangong Ye rolled his palms, covered his eyes with a black cloth, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he had cut off his lust and held the jade bottle with his jade face.

But his white cheeks were obviously disgusted and ashamed, and his breathing was trembling slightly.

But now that things have come to this, nothing is useless to say...

Staining hands is just to avoid a more unacceptable situation...

If she didn't do this, she might be lying in the carriage in disheveled clothes. Compared to this, now at least...

How could I compromise like this...

It's all because of the witch witch who killed people...

Nangong Ye was in a state of confusion. After being silent for a long time, he took a breath lightly. The smell was wrong. He quickly held his breath and tried his best to make the sword fairy air that was frozen for thousands of miles:

"You...you and I are both practicing. We are eager to follow the power and love, and you are not willing to help me. You can't take this matter to heart, and you must keep your mouth shut in the future..."

Because the effect of the Ruanmei Powder has passed, it has become a cold and ethereal voice of the emperor. It seems to be tough and calm, but you can hear a slight tremor.

It was like the iceberg female president dating a yellow-haired woman. After just having a drink, she found herself waking up and lying in the rental house, covered in dust and straits...

Xie Jinhuan wiped the white jade hands clean and said calmly:

"It's fine if you're fine, don't worry."

How could I not take it to heart?

I am Master Qingmo, half a mother, isn’t this going to be taken away?

Nangong Ye held his breath and condensed his breath. After his hands were wiped clean, he pulled down his eye mask. He found that everything in the car was as normal as before, as if nothing had happened. He picked up the curtain and ran out of the car with his head silenced.

Huh ~

Xie Jinhuan was stunned and quickly pushed away the curtain of the carriage and looked at the big black moon that was running away:

"What are you doing? Don't cover your face and jump into the lake or something. You finally rescued you..."

Nangong Ye buckled the veil on his head, his steps were full of wind, and his cool voice was not slight in lust:

"I'm fine, go back to Beijing first, and you can walk slowly by yourself."

Xie Jinhuan felt that this ice lump was tough when wearing a skirt, so Yaoyao reminded:

"Don't be stubborn, no one can save you when you fall halfway."

"I have a sense of responsibility."

"Looking at what you were like just now, I will probably have poisonous attacks tomorrow at noon. I will go to Fengyi River to find you tomorrow."

“…”

Nangong Ye paused his footsteps, his waist and back were straightened and his hat slightly deflected, and he looked at the carriage behind him:

"What are you looking for me?"

Xie Jinhuan was a little helpless: "I send you a sarcastic qi to disperse it, otherwise what will you do?"

Nangong Ye stood among the autumn leaves forest, his black skirt moving with the wind, and his back was like an ink painting that kept people from thousands of miles away.

But after a long silence, he still didn't say anything. His figure flashed onto the tree canopy and disappeared from his sight in a blink of an eye.

Xie Jinhuan watched from afar, chuckled, and was about to turn around to clean up the handkerchief in the carriage.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw Apiao wearing a blood-colored wedding dress, with a pale face and sticking out his tongue, and leaning in front of him:

"A brief ~"

"ah--!"

As a result, the sound of a broken wind suddenly came from a distance, and a figure in a black dress almost turned back and fell on the tree canopy. The veil covers the face and cannot see the cheeks, but the doubt can be felt.

"Well……"

Xie Jinhuan saw Da Bingtuo running back again, with an awkward expression:

"Sorry, I found that there was a little bit of wind and frost on my robe..."

?

Nangong Ye's eyebrows stood up and he left.

Ye Hongshang returned to his beautiful and charming appearance and sat in front of him and watched:

"Oh~ This girl cares about you very much~"

Xie Jinhuan was so scared that his heart was pounding, but he was really moved. He raised his hand to Apiao's shoulder:

"You almost scared me to death. Can people not be able to hear the scream?"

Ye Hongshang was not wearing a mold, and sat outside the carriage, leaning against his shoulder, his voice as if it were orchids and honey:

"Did you feel comfortable just now?"

Xie Jinhuan was afraid that the jealous wife would be overturned again, so she could only pretend to be calm and calm:

"I am in a hurry to follow the power. I am just trying to force out the cold and cold air, but I don't pay attention. I will play the song for you."

Ye Hongshang hummed softly, leaning on his shoulders, and admiring the autumn scenery all over the mountains.

"Douwuwu~~..."

Then the caravan passing by found a crooked young man who was blowing the leaves and heading towards the capital...

——

In the afternoon, the palace.

Linghu Qingmo was dressed like snow, standing by the lakeside of Xizhai with a sword in his arms, looking at the large coal balls rolling on the grass, with a faint worry in his eyes.

After searching the Li Mansion a few days ago, she parted with Xie Jinhuan. The next morning, Xie Jinhuan came back and told her that she would go to Yunling County to have a look.

Because Xie Jinhuan was targeted by the Nether God Cult, in order to prevent her from disappearing suddenly, she and the princess helped to cover it up.

The way they cover up was to sing and sing every night, and sometimes let the servants buy some items for men, etc.

It seems like I'm having a happy meeting with my sisters...

As a result, the two of them waited for just two days and almost got furious!

The news last night had not been sent back, martial law had begun in the capital. The royal palace was surrounded by Chilin Guards. Ling'er was examined by Jing Wuniang's limbs and qi, and even searched the houses and daily tools. Ling'er was so shocked that she thought her old man had transformed into a demon.

Needless to say, the prince Zhao De ran to the father-in-law's mansion two days ago and took 8,000 taels of silver!

This is a real exchange of interests, and it is a reward for nothing. If the prince had not had a strong reputation and was fighting with someone when he was caught, he lost all the money, so he would not have torture and torture several layers of skin.

Although the princess did not find out the problem, the matter had not been found out yet. Both of them were still in a state of confinement and were guarded by the immortal officials. The ban could be lifted after the Dan King was confirmed to be unsuspected.

Linghu Qingmo saw that Xie Jinhuan had found such a big deal, so he was naturally anxious, but it was not easy to leave Ling'er alone. He could only wait in the royal palace for his backbone boyfriend to come back, and he was also worried about whether Xie Jinhuan was injured.

In addition, Master has been back after the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, and it is almost September...

There was such a big mess in Jingzhao Mansion. With his master's violent temper, he should have come back to kill all directions long ago, so why hasn't he made any move yet...

Nothing will happen...

Just as I was so worried about my boyfriend and my master, footsteps came from outside the garden:

Step on...

Linghu Qingmo raised his sword and looked back, and he could see Liu Qingzhi poking his head from the corridor and whispered:

"Mr. Linghu, I will listen to your instructions in the morning and wait near the Lin family. I just saw a white shadow and entered the Lin family. I wonder if it was Mr. Xie..."

"Guji~"

The coal ball nodded, indicating that there was no one else.

Linghu Qingmo saw Xie Jinhuan holding a halberd as the princess’s mansion, but the princess was confined to the point where she ran to see the sister who could only sleep. She couldn't help but have some small opinions.
To be continued...