Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

The whole world was blocked by ice and snow. It was obviously a chilly season, but it was warm to scorching heat in a room inside the Imperial Palace.

The coals in the room were burning fiercely, and the rich aroma of wine spread more and more powerfully.

Qian Moyang's fair face was stained with a blush, as if drunk, half leaning on the couch, holding an empty wine glass in his hand, staring ahead in a daze.

Xiao Ji hugged Hu Xian and fiddled with them one by one.

The excited voice echoed in this warm room.

The outside of the window pane gradually darkened, the candles shed more and more tears, and more and more coals were put into the charcoal basin to burn.

"Zheng-"

Hu Xian stopped, and the room became quiet again, in this imperial residence that was as quiet as a tomb.

Can clearly hear everyone's heartbeat.

Qian Moyang lowered his eyes, looking at the wine glass in his hand.

There was a rustle, and there was the sound of cloth rubbing.

Qian Moyang's hand holding the wine glass was already showing veins, and the jade wine glass carved with cherry blossoms reflected her bluish-white and flushed face.

The wine is too heavy and the room is too hot.

Slow footsteps came from the quiet room, and they were getting closer and closer to her.

Qian Moyang continued to stare at the wine glass indifferently, as if to find out something unusual from it.

The cherry blossoms bloomed prematurely, and withered prematurely, but the encounter was real, neither early nor late, just at a certain moment.

Behind her was a cool body that smelled of fragrance, and through her layer of unlined clothing, she could clearly feel her body temperature.

Qian Moyang closed his eyes, and slowly lowered the hand holding the wine glass feebly.

If you give up, you will get something. Compared with what you get, giving up is actually nothing.

The surroundings were quiet, and even the little butterfly that usually liked to cling to her was gone.

Cang Yushuoxi slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his aching forehead, put one hand on the table of the shrine, and slowly sat up from the couch.

She didn't know how long she slept this time, but she just looked at the dark sky outside, it must be a day.

Qian Moyang was not there, and those two naughty little girls were nowhere to be seen.Cang Yushuoxi wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but his hand passed through the quilt, and he suddenly realized that he is now a spirit body without a physical body, and cannot touch mortal things.

Of course, mortals can't touch her, or even see her.

She casually put on a robe to cover her body and floated out to find two naughty little demons.

As soon as he got out of the shrine, before he could identify where the two little guys were, a sharp spiritual force rushed towards his face, Cang Yushuoxi was startled, and subconsciously dodged to one side.

"Hahaha, you are indeed a heavenly genius spirit remover. Even if you have become a dead soul in the past so many years, your spiritual power will not decrease at all. Even the old man can dodge the attack with many years of spiritual power. The people of Cangyu's family are still alive. It really cannot be underestimated."

With a sneer, an old man with a snow-white mustache was supported by a tall young man and appeared in front of Cang Yushuoxi.

Needless to say, this is Feng Mingchuan and the other two.

Cang Yushuoxi recognized Feng Mingchuan, but he didn't recognize the old man Feng Mingchuan was supporting, but now she was in a spiritual posture, but the old man locked her eyes like a torch, so she knew that this old man with a mustache was afraid It's spirituality, and what he said just now confirmed her guess.

She looked at the old man's resentful expression coldly, without saying a word.

The old man was irritated by her attitude, but only listened to Feng Mingchuan's instigation that Qian Moyang killed his son, and never mentioned Cang Yushuoxi, thinking that she was just a prisoner who had to obey Qian Moyang, so he planned to provoke her He took it for his own use, raised his head and smiled at her, "Little girl from Cangyu's family, you have become a dead soul at a young age, and you have to be driven by Qianmo's family. Haven't you ever felt resigned to it?"

Seeing that she was still silent, the old man was not in a hurry, and slowly described the things Feng Mingchuan investigated, "Little girl, you have been a ghost for seven or eight hundred years, so you may not be very clear about these things. A notebook, but it clearly records the things in your life, little girl."

Hearing this, Cang Yushuoxi's eyes finally turned to him.

Complacent, the old man became even more flamboyant, and said, "Your name is Cang Yushuoxi, the first daughter of the head of the Cangyu family, one of the three major families at that time, and a talented exorcist..."

Because there is no spiritual power, of course Feng Mingchuan can't see Cang Yushuo in the spirit state. As the old man's words slowly flow out, he can feel Cang Yushuo's aura from the increasingly cold air around him. This anger is even worse than the chilling winter solar terms.

"Little girl, that Qianmo Zhiyu treated you like that and treated your people like that, but you have to be sealed by him and unconditionally be the shikigami of his descendants and provide spiritual power for his descendants. The spiritual master has been reduced to the point where he is about to disappear, little girl, even the old man is not worth it for you!" He sighed and said, the old man glanced sideways at Cang Yushuoxi's face, and he really looked furious. Immediately, I was secretly happy, and said to myself, my poor child, this time, Daddy will avenge you.

Cang Yushuoxi floated in the air, glanced at the young and old, who were expressing joy and anger, and had some ideas about what they were thinking, but he didn't reveal anything, just looked at them coldly, and said, "I don't need other people's sympathy. I will settle the accounts with Qianmo's family myself, and don't bother you two."

Feng Mingchuan couldn't see the spirit body, so naturally he couldn't hear the voice of the spirit body, but when he turned his head and saw the expression of the old man beside him suddenly changed, he knew something was wrong, and secretly grabbed the old man's clothes, Feng Mingchuan She winked at him and motioned him to talk about the current situation, but the old man flicked his sleeves angrily, gasped for breath and looked into the air, and said, "This old man has traveled all over the world for half his life, this is the first time for this old man." If you are willing to join hands with someone once, the girl will not regret it in the future! If there is no old man to help, relying on the girl alone, it is impossible to fight against the Qianmo family."

Cang Yushuo looked at him indifferently, and walked around them to look for the two naughty little guys in the front yard as if he didn't hear him.

"Sir, how is it?"

Seeing the old man stomping his feet angrily, Feng Mingchuan asked quickly. Seeing his anxious appearance, the old man quickly excused himself and said, "Don't worry, my lord. Although the little girl from Cangyu's family doesn't agree to join us, at least she listens to the old man's words." Those who have gone in, don't worry about this matter, let's go back and discuss it in the long run."

Feng Mingchuan knew from his shameful and angry expression that he hadn't succeeded. Originally, he didn't have any expectations on this trip, and he was not in a hurry to deal with Qianmo's family. Seeing the old man's shameful and angry appearance, he also wanted to give him some points. In order to save face, he walked down his slope and nodded to him, "What Mr. said is, there is no need to rush this matter. Let's go back and discuss it with my father."

After the discussion was completed, Feng Mingchuan helped the old man, and the two left slowly. Cang Yushuo watched her passing by silently without saying a word, but Feng Mingchuan, after helping the old man into the car, Before boarding the carriage, he looked back at the room with nostalgia, clenched his fist unwillingly and put it down, and sighed to the samurai driving, "Let's go."

A carriage slowly drifted away in the heavy snow, and even the rut marks were covered all over the sky. There was no trace on the white ground, as if something was erased by someone and never happened.

Qian Moyang set up barriers around the house, and of course the two little guys couldn't just run out, but they were coaxed by Feng Mingchuan, saying that they had to stay in the outer room and not come in to interfere, otherwise their spiritual power would be lost Cang Yushuoxi couldn't be saved, the two little monsters thought about it, and after hearing what he said, they stood foolishly in the courtyard.When Cang Yushuoxi found them, Zhao Qi was happily rolling her wool ball, and the little butterfly was shivering from the cold, and was about to turn into an ice sculpture.

Smelling the familiar breath of spiritual power, Zhao Qi, who was still rolling the ball, immediately raised his head and called her sweetly, "Sister Shuoxi!"

Little Butterfly raised her head when she heard the words, and she saw Cang Yushuoxi floating in the sky, smiling faintly at them.Immediately, the little butterfly rushed over, turned into a butterfly in a flash, and danced around Cangyu Shuoxi, shouting happily, "Sister Shuoxi, are you cured? Are you cured? "

Catching the naughty little butterfly with spiritual power, Cang Yushuoxi saw her fluttering in his palm, sighed, and blamed, "How come you turned into a butterfly again in such cold weather?"

As he spoke, he injected some spiritual power into her, warming her wings that were almost frozen.

"Sister Shuoxi, are you cured? Those two people didn't lie to us, they really cured you!"

Zhao Qi also ran over holding the ball of yarn, she couldn't fly, so she had to stand on the ground, looked up at Cang Yu Shuoxi and smiled innocently, "Sister Shuoxi, your illness is cured, brother Qianmo is right? Don’t you want to find a body for you in the Imperial Palace?”

"Surprise!"

Little Butterfly yelled anxiously, that brainless cat really pissed her off, didn't she know what she could and couldn't say!

Host?

Cang Yushuoxi froze the hand that poured spiritual power into Little Butterfly, looked up at Zhao Qi, paused, and asked her softly, "Your elder brother Qianmo said this himself?"

Excited, he forgot what Qian Moyang had asked him to do. He drooped his round head in a self-blame manner, revealing his two cat ears. With a beard, she also changed back to her original form, a naive little white cat, rolling her green eyes, scratching her face with her forelimb, sitting on the ground and saying to Cang Yushuo, "Meow~"

Really, do you think that turning into a cat can escape the fact that you have done something wrong? What's so great about relying on your original form to gain favor, and I will be fine too!Little Butterfly glared angrily at the stupid cat, and then danced on Cang Yushuoxi's hand.

These two little guys... Cang Yushuo looked at them dumbfounded, shook his head, and smiled at Zhao Qi, who showed a pitiful look in his green eyes, "Forget it, I don't ask you, and you don't have to tell me." She, I know about this, do you know?"

The "she" she said naturally refers to Qian Moyang, Zhao Qi tilted the cat's head and thought for a while, then nodded with his chubby paws.

Cang Yushuoxi smiled at her in relief, his eyes fell on the outside of the courtyard, and he lowered his eyes lightly.

You have used the forbidden technique of finding a host for me, Qian Moyang, how many things are you hiding from me?