The bed in the room is big enough for two people to sleep on.

In the room next to her, Tiamat was sitting on a wooden stool, her eyes occasionally glowing with a golden light.

Xia Yanzhen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, with him as the center in the room, and gusts of breeze blew up.

He is not sleeping, but practicing the magic breath technique.

As the night got darker, there were bursts of noises from all over Lanruo Temple, including silk and bamboo, sounds of dogs and horses.

Just listening to the sound makes people feel that they are not in a wilderness temple, but in a land of wind and moon, which is still very high-end.

"Here we come." Tiamat said.

Xia Yanzhen opened his eyes and saw some candlelight floating outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door bolt that had been bolted opened by itself, and someone pushed the door open and came in.

A suit of light gauze clothing looks extremely gorgeous under the flickering candlelight, and can arouse the strongest desire in people.

Her figure is even more majestic, enough to become the mother of many people.

This is Tiamat's vision.

As for Xia Yanzhen, he could only see a candle floating in.

This ghost also lights real candles so that food can see what he looks like?

It's quite considerate, and the gentleness at the end belongs to me.

"Mr... son."

The female ghost's charming voice paused for a moment, as if she didn't expect there were two people in the room.

He is so handsome that he looks like a banished immortal.

One that's incredibly strong and lasts a long time - big servings.

"You two gentlemen." The female ghost immediately closed the door, her voice getting swaying.

She wanted to enjoy such delicious food to herself.

There are still two days until the big banquet that grandma is going to hold. I will dedicate it to grandma then.

It's okay to take a few bites before then, just be restrained and don't finish it all.

"I can't sleep on a moonlit night. I wish Xiu Yan well." The female ghost approached.

Translated into vernacular, it means that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I want to talk to you in detail and cannot describe it.

"Xiaoqian?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"Xiaoqian?" The female ghost paused, "My name is Xiaolan."

"It's not Nie Xiaoqian." Xia Yanzhen didn't wear the Mirror of Reality, "Forget it."

The dialogue is all translated by Tiamat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the bed.

A strong wind blew up in the room.

The cursed spirit bone blade whizzed past, leaving behind an afterimage that penetrated the female ghost's body and stabbed her heart to the core.

"Dead." Tiamat said.

He didn't need to remind him that falling the candle to the ground also meant the death of the female ghost.

Xia Yanzhen picked up the candle and placed it on a handheld candlestick.

"Get out quickly! Otherwise I'll call someone!"

At this time, Ning Caichen's scolding came from the next room.

As expected, he was calm and relaxed.

Then came the anxious voice of the book boy: "Young Master!"

Think about me! You have had a wife, but I have not!

"Squeak!"

Ning Caichen's scolding had an effect, and the door to the room was quickly pushed open, and there was an obvious sound.

"Stop her." Xia Yanzhen said.

Tiamat left the room and stopped in front of the female ghost: "Where are you going, little lady?" She didn't know which dragon's tendon was cramped.

The book boy in the room beat his chest and said, Ning Caichen, you are noble and awesome! Now that you are fine, you have been intercepted by others, what should I do, what should I do with my little brother!

"roll!"

Nie Xiaoqian was severely rejected by Ning Caichen. In addition to the emotion of "No one has ever dared to reject me! This scholar is so special", she naturally also felt angry.

Seeing someone blocking the road, he gave a sharp shout, exuded a ghostly aura, and pushed towards Tiamat.

Tiamat didn't dodge or block, and hit Nie Xiaoqian hard.

It felt the cold air welling up in its chest, rolling towards its limbs and bones, and its whole body seemed to be frozen.

The body stiffened for a moment.

Then, it was gone.

That's all.

Without even pushing away the strong man in front of her, Nie Xiaoqian was stunned when she heard a voice coming from behind her.

"Nie Xiaoqian?"

When Nie Xiaoqian was called by her last name, she was startled and turned to look over.

Someone is walking over here holding a candle and a strange object.

"Who are you?" Nie Xiaoqian asked.

Xia Yanzhen moved slightly to shoot the ghost dv: "I'm Zuo Qianhu, a friend of Mr. Ning. Mr. Ning doesn't want you, I want you. After all, it's a long night with no intention of sleeping, and there must be something to kill the time."

Even as a ghost, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly felt cold all over her body.

It's like facing an angry grandma.
Chapter completed!