Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

Ambergris incense was burning in the main hall, and there was continuous smoke from the censer. Fortunately, it was a delicate fragrance, and those who could not smell it were drowsy. Li Wenzhao came in first and sat down, and the man sat down behind him. When the elders saw someone coming, they all As if seeing the savior, each of them breathed a sigh of relief and retreated one after another.

The new little ghost king in Luofengshan is really difficult to deal with. He is young and full of momentum. He was probably spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. He has no respect for etiquette. If they hadn't informed Li Wenzhao, this little ghost king would have given the Nine Yi Palace flipped.

Having said that, it's not impossible to stop, I'm afraid it's not easy to stop, the name of Luofeng Mountain Ghost King is no worse than anyone in the cultivation world, and it's not easy to mess with. Thousands of years ago, there was the "Dongshan God Mantra, Who doesn't know the saying of summoning the nine heavens, red book talismans, controlling Huifeng Mountain, sending demons to send ghosts, nothing to be punished, knowing about the wooden palace, dare to have "Jianyan"? [1]

Fengdu Mountain is located in Guidi in the north, so the northeast is the ghosts and gods, the root of death, the place where the underworld is located, and it is also the "Beifeng ghost domain".

Therefore, those attendants and elders had no choice but to let him rush to Li Wenzhao's Tingyun Pavilion, and make a gesture to block him, or else Li Wenzhao would blame him, and they didn't even have a decent excuse, they had to pretend.

Fortunately, Li Wenzhao didn't care about this matter, as he was afraid, he wanted Qiuhou to settle the score.

"Oh, I'm such an old bone, how can I bear him tossing around like this." As soon as this side retreated, the elders over there gathered together and talked.

"Is this little ghost king called Jiuchen?" Another elder said, "If you are only a hundred years old, you can sit in this position, but you have two brushes, no worse than the lord, alas, what a push and a wave , sooner or later the waves will die on the beach."

"Bah," the person next to him spat at him, "that's what the Yangtze River's back waves push against the front ones, and each wave is stronger than the last wave."

"Don't talk about it, the Lord gave the position of the Seventh Elder to someone else. Regarding the death of Arborvitae, he didn't say a word, and he doesn't know what he was thinking."

"Let's go, let's go, the mind of the lord, how can we people guess it."

Several people left while talking, leaving the attendants guarding outside the hall and a group of little ghosts who followed Jiu Chen.

The hall was deserted, and not long after, someone came in with a white porcelain plate covered with a layer of velvet cloth and a brocade box.

Li Wenzhao glanced at it leisurely, but neither accepted nor refused. He crossed his legs and put his hands on the chair handles, showing a faint posture of respect.

"You don't want to stay in your Luofeng Mountain, what are you doing here?" He looked at Jiuchen, and said, "You Luofeng Mountain have nothing to do, too much time?"

"Honorable Master Li, it's better to be polite. This king is no better than your defeated generals. He will make offerings to you." Probably because of spoiledness, or because of the pomp and circumstance, when Jiu Chen spoke, his eyes were full of complacency.

Seeing Li Wenzhao crossing his legs and holding his airs, he imitated him, crossing his legs and sitting upright, but his appearance was too deliberate, and he could tell he was a childish person.

"Really," Li Wenzhao leaned back with a smile, "I don't know that King Jiuchen is such a talented person."

Jiuchen snorted coldly: "This king is not here to celebrate Qilian Jianzong for you, but I have other things to ask you for."

Li Wenzhao was silent, looking at him.

"We have something in Luofeng Mountain, Lord Li should have heard about it, the Xuanming Six Heaven Bead." Jiu Chen asked someone to hand the tray in front of Li Wenzhao, and continued, "This bead can bring the dead back to life."

While speaking, the brocade box was handed to him, Li Wenzhao opened it to look, and there was a bead inside, the bead was blood-colored all over, and there were thin lines on the outside, as if it had been tempered by fire.

"Honorable Master Li must be someone with obsession. This Xuanming Six Heaven Bead can revive all things." Jiu Chen paid attention to his expression. The moment he saw the bead, Li Wenzhao had other emotions in his eyes.

"Conditions?" Li Wenzhao asked straightforwardly.

"Your Majesty Li, please be honest," Jiu Chen said, "I want you to go back to Luofeng Mountain and go to our ghost domain. Some time ago, Linchuan Yuanjun Suzhi came here and wanted to ask us for this bead."

Li Wenzhao's hand stopped.

Jiuchen: "As far as this king knows, Honorable Li is a close relative of Lord Linchuan Yuan. This king thinks that you must have a way to deal with her. As long as Honorable Li is willing, then this bead will be my reward."

"When will we leave?" Li Wenzhao said.

Jiu Chen: "Just wait until Honorable Li makes arrangements."

***

The night was quiet, and the sound of the wind blowing against the window paper was amplified, and there was a light in Mu Yanju, which was the candlelight for Li Wenzhao.

Jiang Huai was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, his heart fluttering, he lay flat on the bed, staring at the curtain in a daze, thinking of Li Wenzhao's words, and thinking of what happened during the day, his face flushed, he pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

It was about time for another cup of tea, when he heard a slight sound coming from outside the house, he quickly lifted the quilt, turned his head to look at the window, the candle light illuminated the window paper, and there was no imaginary figure outside.

Jiang Huai felt a sense of loss in his heart.

He also said that he would come after finishing the matter in a while. What time is it? What is it that takes so long to talk about? Are you still coming?If you don't come again, go back to your own room and sleep, and you are not allowed to come in.

Feeling upset, he called 007 out, and asked angrily, "What time is it?"

[Beijing time, one o'clock in the morning. ] 007 replied with a mechanical voice, and then there was no sound, and it seemed that he slipped away again.

"What's the matter, talk about something and kill everyone?" Jiang Huai got angry, climbed out of bed, and extinguished all the candles left behind.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the yard, the sound of leather boots. Jiang Huai blew out the last candle in a panic. Because he was too anxious, the wax oil dripped on his hands, and he fell down. Taking a deep breath, she didn't bother to look at it anymore, and hurriedly climbed back to her bed, and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

The cold wind poured in through the open door and disappeared quickly.

With his eyes closed, Jiang Huai pretended to be a sleeping person and turned over to the outside. He wanted to see what was going on, but he was afraid of being noticed by Li Wenzhao, so he forced himself not to move.

However, he didn't pretend for long, when he suddenly smelled a fragrance, which seemed to come from the front, reminding him of hot beef soup for a moment.

People are not hungry at first, but the aroma is so tempting. Just by smelling it, one can imagine the appearance of the broth.Jiang Huai couldn't bear it anymore, so he quietly opened his eyelids and looked.

The candles in the room were lit again, and Li Wenzhao was leaning on the side of the table to watch him leisurely, with a smile on his lips, and his dark eyes were also brightened.

Jiang Huai looked to the side and found a bowl of beef soup on the table, and the aroma came from there. He just sniffed it lightly, and his stomach growled.

"Are you awake?" Li Wenzhao laughed.

"Well, I just woke up," Jiang Huai rubbed his eyes and pretended to yawn, "When did Master come?"

Li Wenzhao said nothing, just looked at him and smiled.

what's so funny.Jiang Huai rubbed his face, sat up, and said, "What time is it?"

"Ugly time." Li Wenzhao replied.

"Oh, it's so late..." Jiang Huai deliberately lengthened his ending, leaned against the corner of the bed, and looked back at him, waiting for him to say something else.

However, after waiting for a long time, Li Wenzhao didn't intend to say anything else. He walked to the bed, sat down next to the edge of the bed, and said with a smile: "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Well, let's eat something first.Jiang Huai wanted to get out of bed, but after scanning his eyes for a week, he didn't see where his shoes went. Could it be that he was too anxious when he just went to bed and kicked his shoes into a corner?

Undeniable, he looked here and there, leaning over the edge of the bed to look under the bed, but he didn't see anything.

"Okay." Li Wenzhao picked him up horizontally, carried him directly to the table, and let him sit on his right leg.

The beef soup on the table was freshly made, a bowl full, with green onion sprinkled on the oily soup surface, and light ocher beef underneath, piled up in slices.

"Taste it." Li Wenzhao picked up the white porcelain spoon and stirred it to make the taste more intense.

"Master made it?" Jiang Huai took the spoon and tasted it. The soup was rich and hot. It should be because there was a little pepper in it. There are a lot of spices to get rid of the fishy smell.

"Do you like it?" Li Wenzhao asked as he watched him drink it down.

"I like it." Jiang Huai spoke vaguely with something in his mouth.The beef is tender, soaked in the soup, and it is full of aroma when you bite it down. After taking a sip of the broth, you can feel warm all over your body.

Li Wenzhao smiled softly, put one arm around his waist, and rubbed his hair with the other, it was soft and smooth to the touch.

Jiang Huai didn't wear shoes, his bare feet were still an inch or two away from the ground. He swayed his feet slightly, sometimes stepping on Li Wenzhao's shoe, and sometimes rubbing against the hem of his robe, kicking his hem over.

"I haven't finished talking just now," Li Wenzhao said, "How much do you like it?"

"I like it very much." Jiang Huai replied, he thought that Li Wenzhao was referring to beef soup, but when he realized it, he thought it was wrong, it was just a bowl of soup, how could he ask how much he liked it.

Li Wenzhao seemed to be interested, and wanted to deliberately tease him, and asked again: "What do you like?"

This question is...deliberate and obvious.Jiang Huai put down the spoon, looked at him, his eyes fell between his brows, and then on his heart, then his eyes went down, and finally drifted to his own dangling feet.

"I like Master." He whispered back.

"Who is Master?" Li Wenzhao seemed to be playing a scoundrel, and it seemed that he would not give up until he asked the truth.

"It's Li Wenzhao," Jiang Huai fulfilled his wish, and finally connected the words together, "Jiang Huai likes Li Wenzhao." After speaking, he turned back, continued to drink soup with a spoon, pretended to be distracted, and kept silent.

Li Wenzhao smiled as he wished: "Li Wenzhao also likes Jianghuai."

It was probably because the pepper powder was too choking, Jiang Huai felt that his face was hot from drinking.

The moonlight is dim outside, but the room is brightly lit. From the outside, one can only see two figures cuddling together. They are affectionate, like leaning on the lanyard to talk softly, but they can't tell the difference.

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[1]: Taken from the volume of "Taishangdongxuanlingbao Chishu Yujue Miaojing"