What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Could Chu Yaoyao come here to celebrate Murong Zhao's birthday?

The answer is absolutely impossible.

Unless her brain was kicked by the mung beans raised by the third senior brother.

"Chu Yaoyao, what's in your hand?"

Qi Yanzhi followed the jumping girl in the crowd, carefully protecting her from being squeezed. He lowered his head and saw what she was holding in her hand.

Paper money? ?

"Take these to celebrate Murong Zhao's birthday."

Chu Yaoyao answered immediately.

"For your birthday, send paper money?"

Qi Yanzhi thought for a while about the boring life he was practicing in Xiaoyaomen, but he really didn't think about the custom of giving paper money to celebrate someone's birthday.

But Chu Yaoyao looked serious, and it didn't look like he was faking it.

Chu Yaoyao noticed that the person following her was starting to get entangled again. She chuckled and brought the person with question marks on his head back to reality.

"There is no place where people would give paper money on their birthdays. Why are you so rigid?"

Then he muttered quietly.

"Although my lifelong dream is to go to Murong Zhao's grave and burn paper money. If it weren't for the fear of being wanted, I would really want to burn it in front of his palace. That shameless thing..."

The voice was very soft, and the people passing by didn't notice that there was a little girl here with a smile on her face, but she was wildly cursing the only son of His Royal Highness Duan Wang, the most powerful local man.

As a cultivator, Qi Yanzhi had good hearing. Even if Chu Yaoyao lowered her voice, she could hear her complaints clearly.

She really wants to burn it in front of someone’s house!

However, Chu Yaoyao seemed to hate Murong Zhao even more than Chu Qingcheng who made her go from being the only daughter in charge to being expelled from Xiaoyao Sect.

This kind of dislike seems to Qi Yanzhi to have no reason.

Although he also hated it, what he hated was Murong Zhao's neurotic behavior.

Doesn't look very smart, hmm.

But Chu Yaoyao hated Murong Zhao as if he wanted to take her life.

In front of Chu Yaoyao, Qi Yanzhi always asked if he had anything to say.

"You seem to hate him, why?"

Chu Yaoyao, who was rolling around with the donkey in her mouth, rolled her eyes, swallowed what was in her mouth, and answered.

"There's no reason. When I see him, the magnetic field doesn't match."

Why? Of course it's because he relies on his aura as the protagonist to achieve his own success by disregarding human lives in this world.

So disgusting!

Sure enough, you should go to the gate of the palace and burn paper money for Murong Zhao to relieve your anger!

Chu Yaoyao thought viciously.

Isn’t it normal for a vicious female lead to do vicious things?

"I hate him too."

Chu Yaoyao:?

"If you hate it, just curse him in your mind."

Chu Yaoyao put her hand on Qi Yanzhi's shoulder and spoke sincerely.

After all, she is different from others.

She is a woman ready to mess with the sharks.

He is a noble time traveler.

"After all, Murong Zhao is the God of Plague. He can stab anyone with a spear dipped in feces and die."

Qi Yanzhi obediently shut up and asked no more questions.

Chu Yaoyao bought some more candles.

She was indeed going to pay homage to the Murong family.

Now King Duan's first princess is Lan Congrong.

She was the one who was forced to death by Murong Zhao's mother. She was also the mother of the only son whose biological father dug up the Heavenly Spirit Root and gave it to the hero.

There are not many sentences describing this princess in the original book. There is only one description of "Princess Duan, gentle and dignified, smiling and smiling".

Then there is the plot of being buried in the suburbs.

So far, this princess is the only one who has died because of the halo of the male and female protagonists.

Chu Yaoyao didn't know her, but she still wanted to burn some paper money for her.

That bastard Prince Duan who doted on his concubines and destroyed his wife must have forgotten his first princess a long time ago.

"Qi Yanzhi, please stay in the inn today. I'll go to the countryside to do some errands."

Qi Yanzhi looked at her expressionlessly.

Chu Yaoyao was not sure what he was thinking and was ready to take a look at what he was thinking.

"I want to go, I want to go, I want to go, don't be left alone, don't be left alone."

Chu Yaoyao: Your mouth is too honest for your body!

"You want to go?"

Qi Yanzhi nodded.

"I'm going to pay homage to an old friend. Aren't you afraid of the grave?"

Qi Yanzhi chose to look at her like she was a fool.

He usually meets a lot of monsters and monsters when he goes on missions. How could he be afraid of a tomb? He has even seen wild ghosts crawling out of graves.

Once, a zombie chased a Xiaoyao disciple for several kilometers. Bones and rotten flesh jumped and fell from its body, and it almost fell apart when it was in front of him.

The disciple who was chased went back and vomited for three days and three nights.

"People who cultivate immortality are not afraid of ghosts and gods."

He quickly added before Chu Yaoyao exited:

"My current identity is your bodyguard, so I should accompany you."

Chu Yaoyao even had a vision of Qi Yan's tail wagging crazily behind him.

By the way, the original book says that Qi Yanzhi has demon blood, but I don’t know what kind of blood was mixed into it.

Strange eyes, arrogant.

Could it be a Persian cat?

Pfft, if the original body of the Demon King was a Persian cat, the contrast would be too cute.

"Are you really going?"

Qi Yanzhi nodded, moved out, turned to look at Chu Yaoyao, and signaled her to leave quickly.

"It's noon now, and the countryside is remote. If you go later, you may encounter monsters and ghosts coming out. Let's set off now."

There are many common people in the inner city, and it is difficult for the two of them to fly with swords.

Otherwise, it will cause a big panic, such as being mistaken for a god and kneeling down in the street or something.

The carriage drove slowly and leisurely towards the countryside and stopped in a wasteland.

After all, the inner city is King Duan's territory. If they rashly go to the place where Princess Lan is buried, they might be reported by someone who is interested.

Chu Yaoyao had other plans for this trip, and she didn't want to cause any complications.

Qi Yanzhi followed Chu Yaoyao and flew with his sword, holding some fruits in his hand.

"If you want to worship, you should bring tributes, right?"

Chu Yaoyao didn't expect that he would consider it so thoughtfully and acquiesce to his behavior.

Lan Congrong's tomb is an unremarkable mound next to a jasmine tree.

There is a monument standing in front of the tomb.

It’s strange, it’s obviously just a grave bag in the original work.

Chu Yaoyao walked around twice to make sure that this was her tomb and she couldn't escape. She squatted down, laid out everything she had brought, and placed them in front of the tomb.

Qi Yanzhi took out the plate from the storage bag and put the fruits on them neatly.

Chu Yaoyao lit the candles and burned the paper money one by one.

Neither of them spoke.

Chu Yaoyao felt amazing.

There was a dead man present, a man who had died once, and a man who was going to die in the future.

They didn't know the princess at all.

But here we are burning paper.

The flames engulfed the yellow paper, spitting out ashes that slowly and leisurely floated in the air.

"I wonder if they will burn paper money for me after I die."

Chu Yaoyao looked at the grave bag in front of her and sighed.

Senior brother and the others should burn it for her.

Qi Yanzhi glanced at her and did not answer.

After the paper money was burned out and the sun set, the two of them left.

After a while, a young monk appeared and was startled when he saw something in front of the tomb.

"There is someone else, remember?"