The Scholar Who Walks the Night: The First Brilliance of the Lights

"It does give birth to a pretty face."

There was playfulness in Nie Jiuheng's voice.When Zhenxian heard this, she was slightly taken aback, and rolled her eyes inwardly, "You don't look at yourself in the mirror, you still talk about me with a coquettish and seductive appearance.

The sudden increase in strength on the neck made it difficult for Zhen Xian to breathe, his face was flushed due to the lack of breathing, and Nie Jiuheng suddenly let go of his neck, "What are you thinking?"

Zhenxian sucked in the air around him, the moonlight was twilight, and the breeze was blowing, Zhenxian felt his eyes were dizzy, and he could be regarded as walking through the gate of hell.

The night was silent.

Nie Jiuheng is really ruthless, he enjoys the feeling of mastering life and death, attaching Zhenxian's main artery, taking away his traces of life bit by bit...

Life and death are unknown on this side, and the room is full of warmth on the other side.

The man was running the pen in his hand, looking at the gentle and virtuous girl sitting quietly on the soft couch, drawing carefully.The bright yellow candlelight hit the man's face, softening his outline, adding a hazy beauty to the already handsome face.His eyes are gentle and serious.The room is quiet, only the chirping of crickets in summer night and the friction of dragons and snakes on the paper can be heard.

The girl's eyes full of love kept looking at the man.The man touched her eyes and smiled knowingly, and the girl's face soon became red...

Jin Shenglie put down the pen in his hand, looked at the young girl in the painting, and nodded in satisfaction.Looking up and seeing the shy look of the girl, she smiled softly and put the painting aside.He smiled lightly and walked over to Mingxi, wrapped his arms around her, and the beauty was in his arms in an instant.

He put his head on Mingxi's fragrant shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Mingxi~"

"Ok?"

"Mingxi..." He took a deep breath of the girl's unique body fragrance, and said nothing again.Mingxi just stayed quietly in his arms, neither asking nor answering.

"I love you."

Mingxi raised the corners of his mouth, "I love you too, very much!"

"About the wedding..." Jin Shenglie had just started, but he didn't know how to continue.He likes to live a frank life, and husband and wife should treat each other frankly.This is the married life that Kim Sung Yeol has always believed in.But Mingxi is a girl, so talking about it will only make her worry.

Mingxi is very well-behaved, "Brother Shenglie must have his own reasons, I will listen to Brother Shenglie!" She ignored the anxiety in her heart and spoke softly.

"Thank you..." Jin Shenglie took a deep breath.There is a little relief on the face.He likes to be with Mingxi very much, because Mingxi's temperament is very quiet yet lively, it's much easier to be with her...

"Once upon a time, there was a wild cat. The wild cat was very naughty and liked to run into the girl's yard. When the girl's mother found out, she asked an old woman to guard the far door. The cat was so clever that it climbed over the wall and came in. Do you know what girls do?"

Mingxi told this story with a smile on her face, and she looked at Jin Shenglie and asked.

Jin Shenglie was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.Afraid of being overheard, Mingxi quickly covered Jin Shenglie's lips. Before he could speak, Jin Shenglie robbed him of the conversation. He had a half-smile, "The girl not only didn't close the window tightly, but also hid the wild cat when someone came. to the room."

"That's not true! The wild cat is too cunning to hide in my room!" Ming Xi pursed her red lips, resentful.

The two fought and quarreled for a while, Jin Shenglie saw that the night was dark, so he quickly stopped talking and persuaded Mingxi to sleep.Mingxi tugged at his sleeves when he sent him to the door, Jin Shenglie looked at her suspiciously, she smiled slightly, looked at Jin Shenglie's lips, her eyes were cunning, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Jin Shenglie cheeks.

Immediately after a sound of "Peng", Jin Shenglie was isolated.

Jin Shenglie couldn't help shaking his head, he was still a child.Although the two are lovers, Jin Shenglie has never done anything out of bounds.Jin Shenglie is relatively bearish on relationships. What he likes most is actually traveling in mountains and rivers, reading books and writing history.He paid more attention to the existence of this younger sister since childhood.When he knew that Mingxi liked him, he also accepted this feeling, and the relationship between the two of them increased rapidly under the intention of both parties.

Mingxi watched Jin Shenglie gradually walk away through the crack of the door, and she slid to the ground in frustration, but she was still...too useless!How cowardly!Don't even dare to touch his lips...

Under the dim candlelight, the girl's originally bright eyes dimmed a lot, and she stared at the painting obsessively.The girl in the painting has the same appearance as her, but Mingxi felt strange. She smiled and caressed the eyes on the painting. Those eyes lacked the love for the painter... which means that they lacked a soul.

He caressed his face, if he lost Mingxi's skin, would he still look at him differently?His eyes quickly turned bloodthirsty red, and the candlelight was instantly extinguished by the wind. In the pitch-black surroundings, a pair of blood-red eyes were particularly creepy...

Originally, there were still lights and festoons, and many officers and soldiers came to the mansion where the wedding banquet was going to be held next month. Jin Shenglie hid in a corner of the other courtyard. Looking at this scene, Jin Shenglie suppressed his uneasiness.

He casually turned an officer and soldier into a corner, his face was as cold as frost, and the officer and soldier faced the threat of death, tremblingly said that this was an order from above, showing that the son was treasonous.He frowned, and swung the knife with his backhand. The officers and soldiers fell to the ground. Jin Shenglie hurriedly snatched a horse from the street, and rushed to the bamboo forest with whips.

Exit the prince's residence!Please hold on!

When Jin Shenglie came to the bamboo forest, the sun had already set in the west, the bamboo door was opened, and the inside was in a mess, the bookshelf fell to the ground, and the books on it were scattered all over the place.Jin Shenglie walked into the door along the bloodstains, and it was not difficult to see a black corner in the corner.He hastily turned the person on the ground over, and what he saw was an old face, but judging from his clothes, he was a guardian ghost!It's just that he has changed too much. On that day, he was still full of energy, his eyes were piercing, and although his face was unkempt, his complexion was rosy, but now he is like a withered tree.

The guardian ghost moved his fingers subconsciously. He opened his eyes slowly, and saw a handsome young man staring at him vigilantly. This young man was brought over by Prince Zhenxian last time, so it should be credible.

"What's the secret to killing ghosts?"

The young man's voice was clear and anxious, and the guardian ghost took this opportunity to take a few deep breaths and said intermittently, "Come here, I'll tell you."

Jin Shenglie was worried about Zhenxian's life, and he didn't care about the worries in his heart. He lowered his head and leaned close to his face. The two were separated by a punch. The guardian ghost quickly bit Jin Shenglie's neck, and quickly passed on his lifelong cultivation He gave it to this strange young man, and he kept the black Taoist robe and hawthorn wooden knife.

This can be regarded as my disciple... I looked at the young man who was suffering the pain of racial transformation with some regrets, and I had nothing good to leave him, so I could only pass on my own skills to him. Protect yourself, and he... is about to leave this world.

The moonlight was cold, and the moment the guardian ghost let go of his hand, his body quickly turned into black powder, and the wind blew it away...