deadly mantra

Chapter 382 Thank you to your love rival
The ghost slave looked at his master and continued:

"I didn't believe the news coming from below at the beginning of the period. I went there in person tonight and found that Qinggeng County, which is twenty miles away, was indeed occupied by people from Qifei Palace."

Shui Qingchen sat leisurely and leisurely:

"Occupied, what does it mean?"

The ghost slave chuckled eerily:

"It means being requisitioned by Qifei Palace. The imperial court ordered the people to suspend all activities related to the Qixi Festival. Qifei Palace was so arrogant that he directly issued a nine-tailed fire fox order to the imperial court, enclosing the land as king and seeking his own fun. Not only did he put up lanterns and colorful decorations They celebrated grandly and ignored the court's curfew. Fireworks and firecrackers were set off so that people could hear and see them for ten miles around. That scene and the spirit seemed not to take the court seriously at all."

After the ghost slave finished speaking, he kept staring at Shui Qingchen, trying to see some emotion on his face. However, Shui Qingchen was as calm as ever, with only a slight smile on his lips.

The ghost slave felt extremely disappointed, changed the topic, and asked:

"Yenhuang, do you still have to wait? The little overlord hasn't come yet. Will he get lost again?"

She got lost back in Luti Mountain, but thanks to his kindness, he used stones to guide her.

Shui Qingchen's deep eyes flickered slightly, revealing different emotions, and even his voice became a bit gentler:
"She is a punctual person. I was impatient, so she came early. And..."

He raised his head and looked expectantly.

The moonlight, as pure as water, pours on the window coffin.

Although he couldn't see the excitement twenty miles away, he could imagine that she must be happy.

That was her world, her world, the territory she was familiar with.

He had been waiting for 14 years, and he was patient and could afford to wait for the last two hours.

The ghost slave asked:

"And? What?" A faint smile appeared on Shui Qingchen's handsome face:
“It’s just beautiful words to say that I’ll keep waiting because it’s worth it.

Who would be willing to wait out of sight of her when he could stand close to her.

Therefore, in the last bit of time, I would like to leave some gratitude to Leng Hongru. "

His "thank you" tone made Ghost Slave feel a little strange. An indescribable feeling just came into his heart when he heard his King of Hell continue talking extremely proudly.

Shui Qingchen: "As Xiaoyin's husband, Xiaoyin is fortunate that he has taken care of him for many years and does not know how to cherish it. My 14-year wait will not be in vain. I still have the tolerance to give this gratitude. .”

The ghost slave was stunned when he heard the sound and didn't react for a long time.

It's a quarter of a hour.

Qinggeng County.

Magnificent fireworks burst into the night sky.

Ji Fanyin stood deep in the crowd and couldn't help but jump up. The joy of annihilation, like fine wine, suddenly surged throughout her body, and the numbing feeling that followed made people uncontrollably want to shout out.

She didn't know what she was shouting, she just wanted to vent her inner excitement.

She was so forgetful that when she came to her senses, she was hugging Leng Hongru and screaming like crazy, but he didn't resist.

Ji Fanyin hesitated for a moment. She didn't see clearly who was standing behind her, so she turned around and gave him a hug.

Qing Mo was so shocked by the sudden hug that his pupils dilated. His original drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and the smile froze on his face. When he looked up, he saw Leng Hongru's expression. He was so frightened that all the blood on his face was gone, and he was about to push away. , Ji Fanyin rushed towards Lingxi, already smelling of alcohol.

No matter who she threw herself at, Leng Hongru always stood not far away from her. The noise and excitement around her seemed to be far away from him. Only a trace of long-lost warmth still stayed in her arms, which was the warmth she held in her arms. past place.

(End of this chapter)