long night walk

Chapter 530
Flowers and branches swayed between the window lattices, and the triple Xiang-colored soft curtains hanging in front of the couch floated softly one upon another.

The soft wind whipped up the soft curtains, blowing towards him, but the endless soft and strong wind contained a terrifying weight that could not be resisted. The light gauze soft curtain fell on Bai Lian's chest, and the unimaginable resistance was like The overwhelming pressure of Wanjun sea water forced him to get even half a step closer.

Bai Li'an was forced to take seven or eight steps back, and the female officer Qingshui stepped forward when she saw this, with her bare hands behind him.

She sighed softly, and said: "Mr. Sichen, before your Majesty, please don't lose your manners."

The face of the gods should not be peeped lightly.

Bai Lian was drenched in cold water, and he calmed down instantly.

He looked at the heavy soft tents embroidered with landscape and green ink paintings in front of him, dancing with the wind, silently.

This made him instantly understand that even though he and the God of Kunlun under the soft tent were in the same room, they still existed in two worlds.

She is an ancient god of different ranks, and she can easily kill him without even looking at him.

At this moment, he couldn't even measure the power gap between him and her with his own cognition.

That is a huge gap that cannot be bridged by quantity, time, or realm.

Even the woman under the soft tent did not raise her head to look at him.

But when Bai Lian stood in front of her, he really felt that all the secrets hidden in his body were revealed without reservation.

Including his dead body at this moment, his cold fleshy body, and his bloodthirsty identity as a zombie.

Bai Lian's expression gradually became calm, but he really understood in his heart that the crisis was within his reach, and what was even more frightening was that he couldn't do anything now.

If the Kunlun God under the veil had any intention of killing, the only thing he could do was to wait quietly for death.

This kind of disordered and disturbed mood, he clearly knew that it was powerless to his own destiny.

Qingshui looked at the calm and silent boy in front of her with slightly surprised eyes, the moment of uncontrollable excitement just now was like an illusion.

But she understood that the process of the body under the palm trembling from trembling to cold and peaceful was definitely not because of being comforted.

Because the girl on the bed never said a word.

The wild flowers and leaves between the window lattices suddenly calmed down, and the Ziwei Pavilion was very quiet.

Even the chirping of insects and birdsong in the courtyard corridor he passed along the way disappeared.

It's not a miracle because God is here right now.

After a long period of silence, Bai Li'an finally opened his mouth, bowed towards the other side, and said, "Kong Cangshan Sichen, I pay my respects to your empress."

What responded to him was a hand stretched out from under the Xiangse soft tent.

That hand was as elegant as an orchid, slender, soft, and the arc of the palm and fingertips was almost perfect, impeccable.

As she folded her slender hands, and slightly hooked her slender fingers upwards, Bai Lian's palm suddenly felt hot and painful. The cyan Emperor Immortal Jade loomed away again.

Half a piece of remnant jade floated up from his palm, and flew into the heavy veils.

Seeing the sapphire being firmly held by the empress, Bai Lian couldn't help narrowing his eyes slowly.

Holding the jade in plain hands, Cang Nanyi lazily propped up her body, her long black hair fell from the green clothes like smoke, and the laziness and nobility that could not be separated were in her half-down eyes.

She played with the cold jade in her hand carefully, and glanced at the girl on the couch with her narrow and charming eyes: "So what the woman said is true."

After sleeping for a few days, Fang Geyu's sculpted face looked much lighter, and his complexion was extremely pale.

She had almost lost a lot of weight, but the skin around her slender and fragile neck showed strands of black and red patterns, and the hidden ominous atmosphere made people shudder.

But in those eyes of hers, it seemed that there was light hidden in them, which had never faded after experiencing a life and death.

She was leaning on the soft couch pillow, her beautiful hair was untied and simply draped on the snow pillow.

Fang Geyu was playing with a small black square box with his head down. Inside the box was a little gray-black spider, wandering slowly on the smooth bottom of the box.

Fang Geyu casually teased the little spider, but it managed to spit out a silk thread for her to see.

She closed the box with some disappointment, looked at the empress, and said seriously: "If it is a lie, how can the empress allow her to come and go freely in Xianling City?"

Cang Nanyi raised her eyebrows irresistibly, and she pressed the half-queen sapphire in her palm to Fang Geyu's heart, shoulders and shoulders, and her soft spirit entered the jade, using the jade as a medium, the spirit poured into the girl's body.

Immediately, the strange black and red patterns on her neck slowly melted away and were purified.

After doing this, the seal script of the word '天' on the sapphire gradually dimmed.

Cang Nanyi withdrew his palm, his eyebrows like green ink slowly sank, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but his voice was emotionless: "The legendary green emperor jade is really extraordinary."

On the day she became a god, she also owned such an emperor jade, but later, she crushed it with her own hands.

This point, even Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan, never knew.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lady Qingshui's expression changed subtly. She lowered her head to conceal her shock.

Fang Geyu's voice echoed in the room, but Bai Lian didn't move forward because of it. He stood calmly in the distance, meditating silently, listening to the conversation between the two of them quietly.

It's just that pair of eyes, getting darker and more lonely.

The wind outside the window is still still, and even the light rain at night does not know when it will fall into silence.

The sapphire in Cang Nanyi's hand quickly turned into specks of light, and returned to Bai Li'an's palm.

"Young man, you are now the owner of Xianling, but you still want to open the ghost mountain again?" the empress asked.

Bai Lian shook his head, and only said two words: "Thank you."

Cang Nanyi naturally knew what he meant by thanking him, she nodded slightly and said: "It's so good, the feast of the night is full of distinguished guests, as today's host, young man, you have been away from the banquet for a long time."

Bai Lian bowed again and said, "Si Chen will leave."

Following the back of Qingshui, Bai Lian, who was about to leave Ziwei Pavilion together, suddenly paused, without turning around, he read softly: "Fang Geyu, are you going home?"

It is still an old-fashioned and serious way of calling people with names and surnames.

Cang Nanyi glanced at the girl, but said nothing.

She got up, turned her back and walked in front of the window sill, randomly raised her hand and picked a wild flower, sycamore, and put it on the tip of her nose to sniff.

A breeze blows outside the window, and the attic rains.

The girl who was still talking to the empress just now was silent for a while, and did not respond.

Bai Lian didn't turn around, the rain from outside the hall fell on his clothes, and his body suddenly felt a little cold.

While the rain was not yet heavy, Qingshui fetched a green umbrella and said softly, "Young Master Sichen, shall you go back?"

Bai Li'an closed his eyes, then opened them again. He hummed lightly, leaned forward and leaned under the umbrella, and the female officer Qingshui drifted away and disappeared outside the pavilion.

Fang Geyu looked down at the small box in his hand, with a dazed expression, as if in a daze.

At this time, an elegant and beautiful hand reached over and gently pushed the box open. The empress leaned over and took a low look. After seeing it, this Jianxin spider really started to weave silk."

Fang Geyu looked a little impatient and irritable, she waved away her mother's hand without saying a word.

Cang Nanyi put the folded wild phoenix tree on the bedside, and said: "The young man is a corpse, he knows what it means to meet me at the banquet today, but he still came, naively and arrogantly thinking that he can Open the ghost mountain with your own strength, and re-enter the bronze gate."

She chuckled: "This is not very annoying."

Fang Geyu frowned.

Cang Nanyi looked at her sideways, and said: "This seat is very curious. He clearly knows that immortals are not tolerated by demons. Why did he know that you are still alive, but he failed to give you the position of city lord as a guest."

For ordinary people, the Lord of Xianling City is a coveted and coveted throne.

But to the corpse demon, that is tantamount to hanging a sword around its neck.

Immortals do not cross demons, they only kill demons.

Cang Nanyi didn't deny that, if it wasn't for the half-queen sapphire and the half-song story told by that woman, she would indeed have taken the pure land during the banquet tonight and crossed the demon.

As a descendant of a general and a royal corpse, he is also qualified to let her take action.

Fang Geyu casually put the box containing the spider and the wild flowers together. She looked out of the window where Ye Yufeng was blowing, and said softly: "If I want it, he will naturally give it to me. I didn't ask him, but he knew it. I don't want it anymore."

He had always been smart, smarter than she was.

It's just that Huiji will be hurt.

He didn't need her to speak, but he could realize it by himself.

Drizzle washes the sycamores, flowers on the pillow, spiders in the box.

A thread hangs in emptiness, Bai Yisi's head is full of murderous aura.

Setting up a square inch net is not to kill sentient beings.

The wefts are twisted and entangled, and the silk is formed into a large web. The spider is the Kunlun Seeing Heart Spider, which feeds on Fang Geyu's heart and blood.

This is the only and most thorough way to deal with the evil spirit in her body.

She drew her sword and slashed the dragon, and she was no longer able to suppress that existence with the power of her heart.

Seeing the heart and sealing the heart, in this way, the true ancestor evil god will no longer have any desires and seven emotions to eat.

And this is also the price Fang Geyu should pay for leaving the black water area over there.

The spider's thread turned into frost, and seeing the self-binding net just formed, Fang Geyu suddenly realized that she was still living like her mother after all.

Banquet, at the table.

Raising light staggered.

Although the position of the city lord is ultimately not for them, it is rare for famous families from all walks of life to gather together in the hall, singing and dancing, and in an excellent atmosphere, it is natural that gentlemen make friends and talk high-spirited.

When the wine was full, even Yingxiu, who was in a bad mood, was dragged to drink a few more glasses by a group of handsome and young female nuns who admired him.

Although Yingxiu's drinking capacity is not light, it's okay to drink a few more glasses, but when he involuntarily looked at Su Jing who was sitting upright between the countertops, she seemed to be out of place in the atmosphere here, and she was dressed in white as if it was too much for the lights and dances. .

The cold and untouched eyes just stared fixedly into the void outside the hall, never falling on him for a moment.

Yingxiu's heart was immediately filled with stagnant anger, and he drank the wine that several female cultivators pressed to his lips.

Feeling drunk, he couldn't help but think of the paper marriage alliance between him and Emperor Taixuan more than 200 years ago.

Time has passed for a long time, and the memories of his youth are somewhat hazy and hard to find for him. In a vague way, he only remembers that when he first saw Su Jing as a young man in a messy wild vegetable and melon shed at the foot of Nanze Mountain, she was not It's what I like.

Later, he couldn't quite remember how his dislike for her turned into hatred, boredom, and finally became a stranger.

At the beginning, she lived in the appearance of his memory, and gradually faded away, and the memory was not clear.

He only remembered that under the Jade Rabbit's mask, the elegant and elegant face made him deeply suspicious. How did he start to hate such a person and face in the first place?

He thought, at the beginning you clearly liked me so domineeringly and paranoidly, why did you want to annoy him 200 years later by pretending to let go of your arrogance.

Why can't you love someone for a long time?

If it lasts longer, he will be able to...

can also……

It's okay, Yingxiu couldn't think about it for a while, Yin Baishuang's face suddenly appeared in his heart, and his heart was tingling.

So, he went from passing the wine by others to carrying the pot himself and pouring it vigorously.

Xianling City is rich in spirits, even if Yingxiu has a good background in wine, he gradually can't hold back the surge of alcohol.

His face turned red from drinking, and he suddenly threw the jar of wine in his hand on the ground, smashing it into pieces.

The huge movement attracted the attention of many people, even Su Jing couldn't help being attracted by the sound, and looked over indifferently.

Then seeing his handsome face flushed and drunk, her cold and perfect face finally had a subtle change, her black eyebrows were lightly frowned, and there was a bit of chilling feeling faintly.

Seeing that she finally turned her gaze over, Ying Xiu couldn't help but feel proud.

The corner of his lips curled up, and without looking at him, he stretched out his hand to stop the closest female cultivator, pinched her chin, and kissed her deeply.

For a moment, there were shocks and stunned.

Many drunken people even started to applaud, and the atmosphere in the room began to become fiery and ambiguous.

The woman in Yingxiu's arms was caught off guard and teased with kisses, her body suddenly softened into mud, and with a groan, she was placed in his arms, shy and afraid to see anyone.

Seeing this, the teacher of the woman's family was stunned for a long time, shocked and unbelievable, but soon, his eyes were full of admiration.

The women surrounding Ying Xiu suddenly dispersed, whispering as they left.

"Your Highness Yingxiu, why is this..."

"I didn't expect that he turned out to be such a person."

"It's really terrible, my concubine actually gave him wine just now."

Su Jing lowered his eyes, with a faint murderous look wrapped in a chill, his palm landed on the Love Severing Sword at his waist at some point, as if he wanted to tear off Ying Xiu's face.

The green umbrella entered the palace, with a hint of rain.

As soon as Bai Li'an Buzifang stepped into the hall, he followed everyone's line of sight and saw the scene of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Zhongyou hugging a woman and making out with him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Officer Qingxuan.

But she saw her bowing her head to taste the wine, as if she turned a blind eye to the absurd and presumptuous scene that happened to His Highness.

Baili Anxin said that it is not easy for him to come forward and say more about such things, not to mention that the woman in Yingxiu's arms seems to be willing, so why should he beat the mandarin ducks.

The effect of the spring water that nourished the withered vines seemed to fade away gradually, and the withered vines that had been dragging on the ground began to gradually shorten and tighten again.

Bai Lian had no choice but to go through the crowd, return to the seat, and wait for the banquet to end.

The murderous intent in Su Jing's eyes dissipated at some point, she glanced at him sideways, her gaze slightly calm.

During the dinner, because of Ying Shou, the originally serious occasion suddenly became relaxed and heated.

Some people even started a drinking order.

Chang Minghou turned his eyes, raised his glass to hold the exhibition, made a respectful toast to Bai Lian, and said with a smile: "It's been so long since I've been seated, I don't think I've seen the city lord drink a glass of wine, even Master Qingxuan kissed you. The adults don't seem to appreciate the wine poured out."

Bai Lian didn't want to drink the wine that the corpse demon couldn't absorb for the so-called face-saving, and then wait until no one was there before inducing vomiting, and bluntly refused: "I'm not good at drinking."

Daoist Du of Wan Dao Xianmeng and Chang Minghou smiled, and he even raised his glass and stood up to toast, saying: "Today's banquet is rare in a hundred years, since the city lord has been summoned by your mother, why don't you drink more joy today? Down this cup, my heart of blessings is all in the wine."

Bai Lian said in his heart that he does not need the so-called blessings of you people. At this moment, his mood is very confused and he just wants to be alone for a while.

I also know that if it's because of a glass of wine, I'm afraid they can be entangled for a long time.

Bai Lian wanted to be quiet, but he didn't insist. He picked up the wine glass and made a respectful respect to the two of them. When he was about to drink to his lips, a cool jade hand suddenly stretched out and snatched away the wine. glass of sake.

Bai Lian turned his head in astonishment, watching Su Jing drink up his glass of wine expressionlessly, then put the empty glass on the desk, stared at the two of them coldly, and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)