Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Xu also saw it, and turned to ask the singer next to her who had been holding a pipa and playing music. "Do you recognize that man?"

Diva raised her head, pursed her lips slightly, glanced at her eyes, and actually smiled. "That one is Young Master Qianjin, not only the servants recognize him, but also all the sisters in the nearby cities recognize him."

It seems to be a frequent visitor to Hualou.

The young man in white on the painting boat obviously also heard the conversation here, and said something to the boatman, and the painting boat gradually stopped and floated on the river with the water waves.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Yuan Xu walked to the bow of the boat and bowed his hands to the young man in white, looking at Geng Sang Hua's expression out of the corner of his eyes, seeing that he didn't seem to object, he tentatively greeted: "We are destined to meet tonight, but Want to cross the boat for a while?"

The man in white raised his pointed jaw slightly, and his peach blossom eyes sparkled. He took an octagonal gilt pot from the table at the bow of the boat, smiled and said, "I also have wine and tea, so don't bother me."

It's time to finish talking now, but Yuan Xu looked at the leisurely white-clothed young man in the night flight, and for some reason, his heart suddenly became clear. "Excuse me……"

"You don't need to ask." The young man in white raised his eyelids, cut off Yuan Xu's words, and smiled. "Meeting tonight is really an accident, you can pretend that you have never seen me before."

Geng Sanghua got up slowly, and also smiled. "Is your surname Hua?"

The young man in white put down the octagonal gold-plated pot calmly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and neither said yes nor said no.A pair of peach blossom eyes fixedly stared at Geng Sang Hua, the same peach blossom eyes, very similar appearance, but this young man in white was obviously far more handsome than Geng Sang Hua.

Maybe it's not because of his good looks and facial features, but because of that cold aura of banishing immortals.

Geng Sang Hua's heart twitched, his fingers clenched the bottom of his sleeves, and he asked coldly, "So you are the flower emissary?"

The dancing sleeves of the singers on the bow of the painting boat in the past were reflected in the bottom of the water, and the young man in white looked down at the pink or blue streamers in the river. After a few seconds, or maybe a long time, the flowing stream Suddenly a misty night fog formed on the surface of the river.

"... You shouldn't have known me." In the mist, the young man in white touched his toes and landed lightly in front of Geng Sang's picture, his whole body exuding the coldness of an exiled immortal. "Where you come from and where you are going, I don't care at all. But you just want to provoke me... Heh!"

Chi la chi la, there seemed to be snowflake-like impurities mixed in the mist.

Yuan Xu just wanted to move to the front of Geng Sang's picture to protect him, but a cold and hard object was pressed against his chest.

"Don't move!" The young man in white smiled indifferently, with the same red and thin lips, there was no trace of human warmth here. "Emperor Yunlan, I don't want to hurt you."

Yuan Xu's mouth suddenly went dry. "you……"

But the young man in white ignored him indifferently, and directly lifted Geng Sang Hua with one hand, and with a bang, he fell heavily on the side of the boat.Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned over, and his jade-like fingers were as fast as lightning, quickly sealing the spiritual power of Geng Sanghua's whole body.

"what--"

"Young Master Qianjin, he killed someone!"

The panicked screams of the singers came from the ears.

The boy in white frowned. "so troublesome!"

I didn't see how he moved, but the hard object pressing Yuan Xu's chest suddenly appeared in the mist. It turned out to be a gorgeous red umbrella with 32 bones.

The gorgeous red umbrella spun rapidly, and within a short while it was suspended in the sky above the painting boat in vain, and countless streaks of bloody red light fell from the bottom of the umbrella.The river surface was illuminated by the red umbrella, and the river water seemed to be on fire, and more bloody mist rose from the river surface.

The young man in white looked sideways and turned around, satisfied to see the dead silence around him.

There were seven or eight painting boats passing by on the river, and they were all in a coma at the moment. The boatmen inside and outside the boat were still holding their poles, the singer’s fingers were still waving the pipa, and the servants were still kneeling and pouring tea, and there was no sound at the moment fell into a state of drowsiness.

The red umbrella descended slowly, and the young man in white stood in front of Geng Sanghua and Yuan Xu with the red umbrella in his hand, his voice was still light and a little impatient. "Now I can talk."

Gudu, Yuan Xu couldn't hold back, and swallowed loudly.

Now that the distance is so close, Yuan Xu realizes that this person has a pair of extremely sentimental peach blossom eyes in his life, and the hazy moonlight shines into this person's pupils, penetrates in, but cannot come out again.If you really want to describe it, it's like the setting sun or the light of a fire, dyeing his pupils red, and faintly showing fire.

"You..." Yuan Xu chose his words carefully, being careful not to offend this person, and at the same time approaching the direction where Geng Sang's painting fell without any trace. "who are you?"

The young man in white furrowed his long brows, approached Yuan Xu's eyelids, and sized him up carefully. "How did you come back from another world?"

They each asked their own questions, and the two were not on the same channel at all when they answered.

Yuan Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a deep smile, "Do you really know who I am? How did you know me? Who are you?"

The young man in white lightly twirled the red umbrella in his palm, and said casually: "I have known you for many years. In the past, you were on the third day in the upper world, and I was on the second day of No. 30. When I went to the White Jade Palace every month as usual, how many times did you fight?" Face to face."

Yuan Xu was stunned. "Are you the 32-day Immortal Emperor?"

In the world setting of Linlang Realm, it is divided into the heavenly palace and the underworld and the mortal world. There are 33 heavens, and the lowest level is the first day, which has to be counted backwards.If the person in front of him is really the immortal emperor of the 32nd heaven, it means that this person is only one step away from the glory of the White Jade Palace God Venerable.

The boy in white curled his lips into a chuckle. "Ah, it seems that you have been away from this world for so long that you don't even remember the past clearly."

After a pause, the young man in white said again: "But that's fine. You and this person have already melted together, so it's better...to no longer remember the past."

Although Geng Sanghua's spiritual breath was blocked, his five senses were still there. At this moment, he saw Yuan Xu talking and laughing at Yan Yan, the rumored flower emissary from the underworld, and felt as if a sharp knife pierced his heart.But he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't even turn his neck, so he could only continue to watch helplessly as Yuan Xu stepped forward and approached the flower messenger.

"You know me, but I don't know you, so... how about?" Yuan Xu's voice was hoarse, with a bit of self-mockery. "It can be seen that you didn't want to see me again."

The white-clothed boy *Hua Messenger nodded, casually turning the red umbrella in his hand, his voice clear and lingering. "Since you have given him the spiritual breath of the upper realm, you will no longer be able to ascend to immortality from now on."

Yuan Xu was silent, staring at the person opposite him with star-like eyes. "so what?"

The flower emissary in white also smiled, her gorgeous red lips were slightly different, and she looked beautiful and gorgeous in the mist. "He is a mortal. You gave him the breath of the Milky Way Water from the Upper Realm, but you only prolong his life. Do you really not regret it?"

Yuan Xu avoided answering, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly approached half a step again, almost eyelashes brushing eyelashes, and asked, "What about you? In the past three thousand years, have you ever regretted it?"

The Flower Messenger shook his head with an indifferent expression. "Ever since I eviscerated the bones to return to the heavenly father and cut the flesh to return to the earth's mother ten thousand years ago, there is no longer my name and surname in this world. If it weren't for the mortal you chose by Emperor Yunlan with a piece of my bone, originally... We can just pass by tonight."

Geng Sanghua's heart felt chilly, and his whole body trembled like falling into an ice cellar.Then he heard Yuan Xu ask the flower messenger with his own ears:

"Oh? Then, do you want to take the bone now?"