The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

"This piece is too sad, it's easy to hurt the lead, it's not good."

His voice sounded like a sympathizer's gentle whisper between the beds, and the plain hand who played the wrong note stopped immediately, and the girl in blue sitting on the round stool blushed, lowered her head and said: "My slave, just change it to another one." song."

Those intoxicating peach blossom eyes looking at her, the arcs at the end of the eyes are slightly curved, containing the tenderness that made her fall at first sight: "Next time."

Hearing the words, the girl holding the pipa raised her head in a panic, bit her lips anxiously and thought: Is it because I played the wrong note, leaked the resentment in my heart, and made Yan Lang unhappy?

However, at this moment, the boat they were on shook slightly.

This was like an ordinary collision between the boats on the Yongling River. The punters were experienced in managing the boats, and the people in the boats only felt the shaking and then returned to stability.

"Mr. Yan." The steward who acted as the boatman stood at the bow of the boat, and the voice came, "There are guests boarding the boat to visit."

Yan Xun smiled slightly: "There are friends coming from afar, so I should treat each other by sweeping the couch and invite guests to board the boat."

For several days on the Yongling River, the eyeliner of the Hehuan Sect has been watching. In addition, he has sensed a familiar aura in the city during the day, and now it has finally arrived.

Seeing a guest coming, the girl who played the piano knew what he meant by "next time".

She got up from the stool, leaned slightly while straightening her dress, and looked out from the half-rolled bamboo curtain.

I saw a gorgeous and taller boat several times larger than the painting boat they were in parked beside it.

The shaking just now was caused by the big boat approaching. It can be seen that the person who controls this gorgeous big boat is also a good punter, otherwise it would not be such a light movement.

She was really curious about what Yan Lang's friends were like, so she deliberately slowed down her pace.

Finally, I saw the other party's appearance when I was out of the painting boat.

A river of flashy lights seemed to dim when this young man in red appeared.

He was like a beauty lamp wrapped in ice, burning gorgeously in front of her. His long black hair was like a crow's feathers, not completely bundled up, as if he had condensed a city of romance.

It's just that this face is as beautiful as a peach and plum, and the person is as cold as ice, which makes people feel timid and dare not approach it.

The girl in blue holding the pipa stepped aside subconsciously and let him enter the painting boat with the four maids in white behind him.

After seeing the last person's clothes slipping in front of her, she hugged the pipa tightly, followed the steward who was waiting outside, boarded the boat that was quickly rowing over, and left the boat.

There are many cruise ships on the river, and after the gorgeous painting boat sent people here, it quickly adjusted its direction and continued to move forward.

And the boat without the helm seemed to be unaffected, and continued to sail smoothly as the Yongling River went down the river.

From Chu Yiyang entering the painting boat, Yan Xun's eyes stayed on him all the time.

From the layered red clothes, the waist tied in the belt, and the white skirt showing through the layers of red... all the way up, he came to the mature but still perfect face than he remembered. Young master Zong's grown-up appearance, from the light-colored pupils to the hair, completely meets his expectations.

It's just... A trace of pity appeared in Yan Xun's eyes, the ringtone was gone.

Red clothes and golden bells, the lack of one of the two is like a famous painting missing, which is a pity for appreciation.

As soon as the young man in red stood still, the four maids in white who followed behind him began to replace the utensils in the painting boat.

After replacing the tables and chairs in the painting boat, covering them with cloths cut from brocade, setting up a lit incense burner and boiled tea, he stood by the side with his hands tied, watching the young master sit down.

There is no girl playing the piano in the boat, and there are still various tunes and songs floating outside. In the atmosphere of seeking pleasure, this boat that seems to be going down the river by itself is the quietest.

Chu Yiyang looked at Yan Xun who was sitting on the Arhat's bed across from him. Most of his injuries had healed in Qingye Mountain City, and his strength had recovered. It was even more difficult to see his depth now.

And the black magic python that accompanied him was moving forward underwater with its head on the boat, and there was no Buddha bigger than him in Yongling City.

The demon cultivator in front of him appeared in Qingye Mountain City before, and was attracted by the yin attribute of the Blood River Formation. Now he has not returned to the Demon Realm, but came here, probably because he was attracted by the changes in the city.

The reason why Chu Yiyang left Kunlun so simply and came here was because he saw the red dot representing Yan Xun staying here.

The time when Yan Xun came here was earlier than when Hehuanzong's intelligence base collected the occurrence of the abnormality, there was another information channel, but neither Chu Yiyang nor the system knew what it was.

When he was looking at Yan Xun, Yan Xun was also looking at him.

He knew the news that the young master of the Hehuan Sect was seriously injured, and now it seems that it is indeed a big difference from when he confronted him under the pool of blood.

He saw Chu Yiyang's four maids standing behind him. Although they were obviously his confidantes, they still didn't deliberately talk about the meeting in the blood pool that day. They just sat up slightly and said to him: "Jiu Yang Mr. Jinling's name, it's really fate to finally meet today."

Chu Yiyang raised his hand and picked up the pot, pouring tea with his eyes lowered.

Amid the sound of clear tea being poured into the cup, he opened his mouth and said, "Yongling is the territory of our Acacia Sect, City Lord Yan did not hide his tracks and let my people stare, isn't he just waiting for me to come over? "

After finishing speaking, he put down the pot, and with a vigorous urging, one of the jade cups filled with tea flew out of the table and flew towards Moxiu in Tsing Yi, who was leaning on the Arhat's bed.

Yan Xun stretched out his hand, and caught the teacup that flew in front of him with the slightest precision. His slender fingers reflected the jade cup, and the tea that was full inside did not spill a single drop.

Chu Yiyang drank tea, and Yan Xun did the same.

After drinking tea, Chu Yiyang spoke again: "My two golden bell hairpins are in your hands. I wonder what conditions Yan Cheng wants to return them?"

"It's very simple." Yan Xun looked at the completely different person under the blood pool, turned the teacup in his hand, and wondered with interest how much of his sudden temperament change was due to the severe injury in Qingye Mountain City. Some of it was pretending, "You only need to answer my two questions, Young Master Ying."

Chu Yiyang: "Speak."

"First..." Yan Xun's intoxicating peach blossom eyes reflected his shadow, and he said gently as when he didn't know his identity in the pool of blood, "How did you get out? Second, you came here for What?"

The voice fell, and the boat fell into silence.

Against the backdrop of the hustle and bustle outside, it seemed that the world was becoming more and more divided.

The four maids standing behind Chu Yiyang were instinctively displeased with Yan Xun's intimacy without any sense of distance, but they knew that the seemingly harmless man in front of him was a demon that even people in the Demon Realm feared, They all knew that they had no room to intervene.

The system asked: "How is it?"

To answer him, or not to answer him?

Originally, the negotiation with Yan Xun should be in the known plot and taking the lead in [Magic Abyss], but now in this extra new plot, it has no help for Chu Yiyang.

Chu Yiyang said: "It's okay."

He calmed the system, raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite, "Before I answer, I also have two questions to ask City Lord Yan. First, why did you come here? Mausoleum?"

Yan Xun didn't seem to expect that he would get to the heart of the matter so quickly.

He was stunned, but it was not surprising that Chu Yiyang would know that he had come before the change in Yongling, so he quickly smiled and answered Chu Yiyang's first question: "I came here to follow Qing The reason for Hayama Castle is the same."

"Then I will answer your second question." Chu Yiyang said bluntly, "I came here for the same reason as I went to Qingye Mountain City."

He answered his question with Yan Xun's answer, but Yan Xun didn't get angry. On the contrary, his eyes became a little brighter.

He is very clear that he knows some things that others don't, and Chu Yiyang is the same. It is not a coincidence that they went to Qingye Mountain City. This young master of the Hehuan Sect is really interesting.

Tsing Yi Moxiu put down the cup, and the two golden bell hairpins appeared in his palm: "Since everyone has the same goal, it is worth cooperating. Your hairpin will be returned to you."

After finishing speaking, the two snake-shaped gold hairpins in his palm floated up and shot towards Chu Yiyang.

As soon as Chu Yiyang raised his hand, two slender fingers clamped the golden bell hairpin.

The golden bell at the tail shook a few times, then quickly quieted down, and the talisman was back in the hand again, not only the body, but also the golden bell hairpin itself was rejoicing.

Chu Yiyang looked at Yan Xun, loosened his fingers, and the two golden bell hairpins shrank rapidly, turning into streamers and embedded back on his right ear.

The remaining five golden bell hairpins that could not show their full strength before finally waited for the other two matching ones, and rearranged them into a complete Big Dipper, reflecting a faint golden light.

He said to Yan Xun, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

On the Yongling River, the lights are never dark.

For the guests who came to seek pleasure, it was still early, but a small painting boat parked on the shore was empty, and only the gauze curtains in the boat fluttered gently in the night wind carrying the cool air of the river.

The Taishou Mansion of Yongling City was brightly lit, and two slender figures appeared on the roof, with a bright moon behind them.

Among the mutations reported by the intelligence base of the Acacia Sect, the Prefect's Mansion is the clearest and the closest one. To investigate the truth about the ghostly mutations and ghosts returning to the sun in Yongling City, coming here is the best choice.

After Chu Yiyang returned to his original appearance, standing with Yan Xun was only slightly shorter than him.

The two stood on the roof, watching everything in the mansion condescendingly. The night wind blew their robes, and the black magic python that was supposed to be inseparable from Yan Xun was not by his side at this moment.

With his hands behind his back, he accompanied Chu Yiyang to the first place to check.

At the moment, there is no one in the huge prefect's mansion, and the lights in the room are brightly lit, and they can't shine outside.Chu Yiyang looked at one of the courtyards where laughter came from, squatted down on the roof, and identified the windows with a faint light: "They nailed all the windows."

Yan Xun's voice sounded beside him: "Ghosts will fly away when they see the sun in the daytime." The daughter finally came back, and the prefect couple naturally tried their best to protect their beloved daughter. "

Chu Yiyang recognized the laughter coming from below, and the voice calling "Mother" belonged to a girl, and stood up ponderingly: "You can come back from the underworld intact at such a young age, you must have just died not long ago."

"That's right, I just died less than half a month ago." Yan Xunzao didn't indulge in doing anything in the gentle village in the past few days since he came here, and he had already cleared up all these investigations, "Let's go down."

--------------------

The author has something to say:

I make a wish for the double update tomorrow, and enter the plot section, which is easier to write (should be

感谢在2021-09-1523:58:53~2021-09-1623:57:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 9102 in 1;

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