The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

"Brother Wushuang, I'll take my leave first." Han Lingguang said goodbye to Xue Ning and others.

Xue Ning pretended to be Spider Sanlang, and when he was lurking in Tianyuan Dao Sect, he took the alias Ning Wushuang, so Han Lingguang called him accordingly.

Zhenwu Temple has always had close contacts with the mortal world, and is even regarded as a guest by kings and high-ranking nobles in the mortal world. Han Lingguang's trip to the Northern Dynasties was carried out with Zhenwuguan's ships, which was very impressive.

As soon as the ship entered Beijing, the Yin of the Jingzhao Prefecture immediately brought people to welcome it. Later, there was a dust-cleansing banquet arranged by officials from the Tianguanjian of the Ministry of Rites. The banquet was held in the palace, and the emperor of the Northern Dynasties personally served as the host.

According to etiquette, as the young master of Zhenwu Temple, Han Lingguang cannot refuse under any circumstances.

Xue Ning said briefly: "Lingguang Lord, just say goodbye."

For some reason, he was not very happy to see Han Lingguang again.

He attributed the reason to Han Lingguang's careful mind and the possibility of seeing through his disguise and destroying his plan.

Pingxiu poked his head out from behind Xue Ning, looked at Han Lingguang, and said with a smile: "Lingguang Lord, let's go first and go to the capital to investigate the source of the epidemic. You have met the emperor of the Northern Dynasties, come and join us. "

The sparrow demon Zhu Xian glanced at Ping Xiu in surprise and thought to himself: What trick is this little girl playing? She knows that they should avoid these decent people and invites Young Master Han to meet again in the future?

Zhu Xian's eyes turned and fell on Xue Ning's back. He always felt that there was grass growing on his head, which was a little green.

Han Lingguang responded with a smile, and then motioned to the accompanying demon servant boy to present a token and a talisman.

The talisman was the method he had just developed to break the formation, and the token was the message from the Zhenwu Temple.

Han Lingguang said to Pingxiu: "Miss Ping, with this order, you can stay at the Mortal Realm branch of Zhenwu Temple. If you don't dislike it, you can stay at Zhenwu Temple."

Pingxiu thanked her and was about to reach out to receive the message, but Xue Ning took the thing and put it away before her.

Everyone said goodbye to Han Lingguang, and after confirming that the people from Zhenwu Temple were indeed not secretly following him, they turned around and went to the Blood Moon Sect main altar in Daxiangguo Temple, where they were.

Coincidentally, these days are the birthday of Guanyin, and the Daxiangguo Temple is crowded with tourists. The street in front of the temple is full of shops and stalls, including those selling incense, candles, gold paper, candy-shaped pastries, sugar drinks, tiger-head dolls, marriage charms...

Ping Xiu has not been to the mortal world for a long time, and has stayed in the middle realm where the immortal spirit is fluttering for a long time. It is inevitable that he misses the fireworks of the mortal world.

Everything in the mortal world seemed so familiar and kind to Ping Xiu, but in the eyes of this group of demon disciples who rarely set foot in the mortal world, it seemed strange and strange.

Even Xue Ning is no exception.

He was only five years old when he was brought into Tianyuan Dao Sect by Yu Anxing, and he only stayed in the mortal world for three years. He was so young at the time that many of his memories are hazy.

When I grow up and recall those childhood days, the most profound thing I remember is my unstable mother, the endless beatings and scoldings, the dark and cramped hut, the dyeing shop full of rumors, and the hungry belly that can never be filled. .

The memories left to him in the mortal world were like moldy, damp moss, filled with only a gray mist.

His eyes swept across the faces filled with cheerful smiles, and he frowned in confusion: Do people in the mortal world also have such happy times?

Although the faces left in his memory have long been blurred, he remembers that at that time, most of the women in the dyeing shop used to look at his mother with jealous and mean eyes; while most of the men had evil intentions, either openly or secretly. Looking at her mother's beauty.

Xue Ning lowered his eyelashes and drove out the not-so-good scenes in his mind.

Pingxiu was fascinated by the things in the market. She walked to the end of the street, took off two emerald earrings, pawned them, exchanged them for some silver, and walked around the market like a butterfly gathering honey. Yes, I bought a big bag of stuff.

Several colleagues in the industry were angry but did not dare to say anything. They all felt that Pingxiu was delaying their business, but Xue Ning did not say anything about his "concubine", and they had no position to say anything to Pingxiu.

Pingxiu came back with a big bundle in her arms and stuffed it into Xue Ning's arms unceremoniously.

Xue Ning hesitated for a while, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but finally took the baggage.

Pingxiu turned around and smiled at the other four people: "There is a teahouse in front of you. The ginseng drink there is sweet and refreshing. The senior brothers have been walking for half a day and they must be thirsty. I will treat the senior brothers to a cold drink."

Qingyan finally couldn't hold it anymore, took a step forward, glanced left and right first, and while there were few people around, he lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing, Miss Ping? We are here for business, not to accompany you to the market." City!"

Pingxiu raised his eyebrows: "I am also doing business."

The muscles on Qingyan's face twitched, and he shouted: "Is this what you do?!"

Pingxiu suddenly hugged Xue Ning's arm, leaned half of her body against him, raised her eyelashes, and looked at him pitifully.

"Brother Sanlang, senior brother Qingyan is attacking me."

The tone is delicate and pretentious, and it's a complete disaster.

Xue Ning resisted the urge to throw her away and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Qingyan, listen to Xiuxiu first."

Pingxiu glanced at Qingyan triumphantly. Seeing her pride, Qingyan thought of Lady Poison Fairy's tragic death and almost died of her anger.

Pingxiu opened the baggage, revealing the gold paper incense candle she had just bought, and said: "All the senior brothers have extraordinary bearings. You can tell they are not ordinary people at first glance. You didn't bring anything for worship, so you walked into Xiangguo Temple in such a swaggering way. , it’s hard to attract people’s attention.”

"Brothers, you don't often come to the mortal world, so you may not know how powerful this emperor of the Northern Dynasties is. The emperor of the Northern Dynasties has a night travel department under him, who serves as the emperor's eyes and ears and specializes in detecting news. Do you think there is a night travel department in the Daxiangguo Temple? People?"

"The Emperor of the Northern Dynasty has a good relationship with Zhenwu Temple. If Ye Xingsi detects any information and reaches the emperor's ears, do you think Lord Lingguang will know about it?"

"The disciples of Zhenwu Temple in the mortal world are no less than those in the middle world."

These words sent chills down the backs of several people.

Seeing the scruples on the faces of the four of them, Pingxiu smiled brightly, knowing that the purpose of pretending to be powerful was achieved, so he smiled brightly and said: "Guanyin has a lot of eyesight, so we better pretend to be ordinary tourists and bring some incense and candles so that we can look good when we go in." ,Yes or no?"

After she finished speaking, she gently pressed her face against Xue Ning's arm and said softly: "Brother Sanlang, let's go have a drink."

Xue Ning's body suddenly stiffened, but in front of Qingyan and the others, he and Heping Xiu were "husband and wife" at the moment. Even if the two of them were closer, it would only be immoral.

After all, in the eyes of Qingyan and others, he is a white-eyed wolf who can ruthlessly kill his old love for the sake of new love. Therefore, the more indulgent he is, the more in line with his lustful image.

But Xue Ning still couldn't bear it anymore. When she turned the corner and avoided everyone's sight, Xue Ning grabbed Pingxiu's chin with one hand and forced her head to straighten.

The temperature on his fingertips was frighteningly hot.

The remaining poison of Zihu Meiyan has not been cleared away, and once it attacks, he cannot suppress his body's reaction at all. What's more, he does have a secret desire for Pingxiu's body.

He doesn't like Pingxiu's temperament, but he can't deny Pingxiu's attraction to him.

It is recorded in Wan Yao Lu that most of the Black Sky Dog clan are born with pure Yang bodies and are sexually licentious.

The fire poison he brought out from his mother's womb originated from this body of pure Yang. In order to help him suppress the poison of fire, his mother planted ice soul crystals in his body, which used ice to suppress fire. One was reduced and the other was suppressed. As a result, he was protected from the pain of fire poison, but he was tortured by cold poison every month.

He hates everything that the blood of the demon clan has brought to him, just as he hates the "sexuality and obscenity" comment on the Ten Thousand Demons Record.

And the little girl holding his hand was like a thorn in the flesh, reminding him all the time, this is your inferior nature.

Pingxiu looked at Xue Ning secretly, and felt happy when she saw that he was struggling to endure and pretending to be calm.

Pretend again.

Now you know what will happen if you offend the doctor.

The six people drank cold drinks in the teahouse, then mixed in with the ordinary people who came to the temple to offer incense, and followed the crowd into the Daxiangguo Temple.

The Blood Moon Sect has its own set of code words for private communication. For this operation, Zhu Xian was responsible for communicating with the members of the general altar.

Zhu Xian was very smart, and it took only half an hour to find the person to connect him with.

The contact person pretended to be a guest monk and led them into a guest house.

Just after crossing the courtyard gate, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed into a scene in the water, the space rippled and distorted, and a scene of stars moving around suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Pingxiu blinked, and when he looked again, the scenery in front of him was completely new.

A steep and rugged black rock mountain appeared in front of us. The top of the mountain was leveled and a high black city wall was built. Behind the city wall, you can vaguely see the cornices and stretched palaces.

There was a clear sky and day outside the guest house, but it was a cold windy night inside the guest house. A blood moon hung high on the top of the mountain, shedding light red moonlight.

Pingxiu looked carefully and found that the space in the secret realm was not endless. He could clearly see the faint red light emitting from the junction of the secret realm and the mortal world.

Obviously, this secret realm is not naturally formed like Langhuan Blessed Land, but was forcibly carved out.

The connector took them into the city, and a group of witches in white embroidered gold sacrificial robes came up to them and said, "Brothers and sisters, it's been a hard trip. Madam and the venerables are waiting for you in the Blood Moon Palace. Please wait with me." Come."

Pingxiu and Xue Ning exchanged glances, and Xue Ning took the lead, holding the ice box in both hands, followed the witches, and followed them into the Blood Moon Palace.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Xue Ning knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said loudly: "Greetings to the madam, paying homage to the venerable one. Fortunately, my subordinate Zhu Sanlang has fulfilled his mission and returned the spiritual fruit safely."

The five people behind Xue Ning all knelt down and shouted: "The blood moon will live forever, and the holy religion will last forever!"

Then, the hall fell into a death-like silence.

Pingxiu lowered his head like everyone else and couldn't see what was going on in the main hall. He could only guess from the shadows cast on the ground that there were four people sitting in the upper room. They were probably the core powers in the Blood Moon Sect today, other than the Pope. people.

After a long while, I finally heard a soft female voice laughing: "The children have worked hard, get up quickly, stop kneeling."

Xue Ning said: "Yes, Madam Xie."

He stood up slowly, still maintaining a humble posture of bowing his head.

Another hoarse man's voice said: "Qingluan, go get the spirit fruit."

"Yes."

A young man in blue shirt holding a flute and wearing a white mask walked down from the high platform. He took the ice box from Xue Ning's hand and presented the ice box to Venerable Blood Phoenix. He then turned to Venerable Blood Phoenix's throne and stood quietly with his hands down. Like a glass statue, motionless.

Xue Ning dared to raise his head at this moment.

Pingxiu looked up towards the high platform and saw four thrones set up on the platform, with four people sitting on them from left to right.

The one on the far left is a muscular, tall middle-aged man.

He was born solemn and handsome, with red curly hair hanging freely, burning like a blazing flame. He is dressed like a Vajra in a Buddhist temple, with golden armbands on both of his bare arms.

This person is the second in command of the Blood Moon Sect, Venerable Blood Phoenix, who just ordered Qingluan Envoy to bring up the spiritual fruit.

Next to Venerable Blood Phoenix, sat a young girl with a delicate appearance. She was wearing a long skirt with a black base and red edges and complicated patterns. Two white legs were exposed under the skirt. Only clogs.

The chair was too high and her legs were not long enough, so they were hanging half a foot off the ground, swaying.

The little girl's ten white and slender fingers were wrapped with red silk thread. While she was playing with the silk thread in her hand, she turned her head and whispered coquettishly to the swordsman standing behind her.

Further to the right, there is a middle-aged scribe wearing a feather fan and silk scarf.

On the throne on the far right, a beautiful woman wearing a purple gauze skirt with bare breasts and shoulders was leaning on the armrest as if she were boneless, half-covering her face with an embroidered gauze fan.

As the fan moved away, her face was slowly exposed to everyone.

The moment Pingxiu saw the woman's face clearly, her pupils shrank and she almost couldn't help but make a sound.

Slightly upturned red phoenix eyes, an almost fierce appearance...

This woman, both in appearance and temperament, is so similar to Madam Xue in the dream that night!

In other words, they are basically the same person!

However, wasn't Xue Ning brought up the mountain by Yu Anxing because his parents died and he became an orphan?

Pingxiu stared at the back of Xue Ning's head, feeling shocked and confused.

The moment Xue Ning saw the woman's face clearly, she was even more shocked than Ping Xiu. His eyes were firmly fixed on the woman's face, staring at her almost impolitely.

impossible.

My mother is long dead.

How could she be the wife of the Pope of the Blood Moon Cult? !

In the mustard bag, the only relic of Mrs. Xue, the fragment of the bronze mirror suddenly emitted a burning heat.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020101021:17:392020101121:06:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 20742627, hduxnwnbbd1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of spiced beans; 10 bottles of who will cut off the flow for you when the night light is shrouded; 3 bottles of small matches for girls; 1 bottle of Liangjing and Xiaochuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!