After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

"No! Master!" Zhao Xu wanted to catch the faint afterimage, but the shadow disappeared immediately after he finished speaking.

The illusion in front of him has been cracked, and he has passed the test of looking through the mirror, but at the price of betraying his teacher.

After Cui Yan stayed with Tan Fa in Tiangong for a while, he thought that Fu Xuan, a fool, was waiting for him to rescue him, so he stopped lingering in the illusion. He found Zhao Xu who was sitting quietly on the dragon chair through the secret passage linked by the floating mirror. .

"Brother Cui?"

Zhao Xu was first injured by the fox demon, and then stabbed himself in the heart, leaning on the back of the chair with purple lips, whispering the name of 'Xiao Chu' in his mouth.

Cui Yan understood his thoughts, "Don't worry, I will rescue him."

Zhao Xu nodded with difficulty, "Thank you Brother Cui for that." Then he closed his eyes weakly.

Cui Yan is a god, and a god will not be easily fascinated by this mirror, so he can unscrupulously search for traces of Fu Xuan in the secret passages of the mirror.

"Are you satisfied with Xiao Chu's servant's service?"

"Well, you do have two brushes, you little rascal."

The conversation between Fu Xuan and Xiao Chu was close to my ears.

Cui Yan bowed and squeezed into the secret passage that could only accommodate one person, and came to another room.

The furnishing of this room is of course very similar to the guest room they lived in Xue Mansion.

And on the bed, the main characters having sex were Xiao Chu and Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuanzheng was lazily lying on his stomach, the big-sleeve shirt covering his body was half-covered and half-removed, and he was still holding a pipa and half-covering his face to protect the key parts.

"How do I compare with your Cui Lang?" Xiao Chu bent over and looked at Fu Xuan obsessively.

The rough palm is surrounded by fragile butterfly bones, and imprints the messy and bloody falling plums with fascination.

He said affectionately, "Of course it's Chu Lang."

Cui Yan's fist was almost crushed, and the upturned phoenix eyes formed a smooth and narrow line. No one dared to tease him like this before, "Fu Xuan!"

But the two on the bed acted as if they didn't hear it, and they still enthusiastically staged a lively and fragrant drama.

Cui Yan looked angrily at Fu Xuan, who had gone out of the wall with a red apricot, and wished to throw him into the [-]th floor of hell immediately, let the evil spirits eat his soul, let the ghost slaves of the underworld whip his whole body, and bury him in the daytime. Entering the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years, and then throwing him into the hot oil pan at night, let him die uneasy, and suffer the bitter fruit of betraying himself forever and ever.

The movement of the people on the bed became louder, and the underwear rolled down quietly.

Cui Yan couldn't help staring at him calmly, only to realize that this was not Fu Xuan's dream, but Xiao Chu's.

There is a red birthmark on Fu Xuan's waist, which is actually very unfavorable.Every time they were together, Cui Yan would look at that place with disgust for a long time.

It seems that this "Fu Xuan" was set up by the mirror of floating light, but it missed out that the real Fu Xuan would have such a horrible and ugly birthmark on his body.

But it was precisely because of this ugly birthmark that pulled Cui Yan back from extreme anger.

Although he promised Zhao Xu to take Xiao Chu out safely, but now he must let Xiao Chu accept some punishment.

Therefore, he cast a spell to force the spirit that had transformed into Fu Xuan into the face of the most horrific hanged ghost in the underworld. His tongue hung out like a serpent of a giant python. His tongue was thick and yellow, and his body was limp. , skin slightly sunken, the whites of the eyes occupy two-thirds, and scary little cockroaches keep crawling out of the nostrils.

Xiao Chu was still intimate with Fu Xuan at first, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Fu Xuan was still beside him, unexpectedly a hideous evil ghost.

He was so frightened that he suddenly wilted down.Although the matter started with him, it cannot be easily ended by him.

The hanged ghost hugged Xiao Chu, kissed and touched him, took advantage of it all over, and squeezed out the inner and outer layers of him before he would give up.

Xiao Chu was scared and tired, she was obviously a strong man, but she looked like a girl from a good family whose innocence had been tarnished, she couldn't say anything, she just hugged the coarse quilt and cried loudly.

Cui Yan thought it was a good show, and waited until the show was over before sending Xiao Chu out of the mirror pretending to be late.

Fu Xuan's vain footsteps were led all the way to a remote and smokeless purple bamboo forest by the mirror.

In his only remaining memory, he had never been to this place.

"Cui Lang where are you?"

This piece of purple bamboo forest is very big, he went round and round for several miles but still couldn't find the exit.

"Cui Zhu, how much benefit have you gained from Old General Fu?"

The man's voice was rough, and he anxiously pushed away the soft baggage, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why is that all?"

"Old General Fu is a very upright official, and the imperial court's officials ransacked the house overnight. How can I get a few taels of silver? It's just a waste of money."

A pretty woman dressed as a servant foolishly patted the crying baby in her hand, "Oh, oh, you are good!"

The man roughly tied the burden into a tight knot, then carried it on his back, narrowed his eyes, thinking about the child, and said, "Cuizhu, now that the general's mansion is being confiscated, you have to follow me from now on." Live. It's always going to be trouble with a kid like that."

Cui Zhu lost her mind when she heard this.She agreed to take the child out of the General's Mansion earlier, originally for the purpose of sharing more property, but now that the child is out of the mansion, the child will naturally lose its due value, and she wants a man to give her advice.

"Brother Jiang, how do you deal with this trouble?"

The man untied the light pink swaddle embroidered with hibiscus flowers, and took a good look at the baby. "It looks like a little girl with red lips and white teeth. I thought it was a girl, but it turned out to be a girl with handles. The mother Hua from Jinling Terrace came to Sanzhong Mountain for a few days. Burning incense in the Qing Temple to pray for blessings, I heard that she has a very generous income. It happens that we sell this child, and we can also buy some cloth quilts, so that the marriage can be arranged early."

"Brother Jiang, the Fu family treats me well. After all, Xuan'er is only under one year old, and he is very close to me on weekdays. Can't we find a good family for him to adopt?" The woman heard that the child was going to be sold to a brothel , suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

"You don't understand, the young lady has to be raised from a young age. Cuizhu, if you want to follow me, put away your womanly kindness. After a few days, Mother Hua leaves Jindu, and she won't be able to sell for a good price. "

Fu Xuan hid behind the dense bamboo forest, and sadly listened to their conversation, his heart was like a knife, and tears burst out.

He suddenly took a step on his hind legs, stepped on a hard rock, and made a lot of noise. He was startled and thought that they were going to find him, but he was too worried. They seemed to be unable to hear or see him, but they were in high spirits. He walked up the mountain without hesitation, still estimating how much money he could get in exchange.