Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 299 One Wish and One Wish
Chu Qingyan coughed lightly. If Yanluo knew that she was the one behind Kong Ling's scheme, wouldn't it be possible to solve it with just a little croton?

She shuddered suddenly.

She decided to seek warmth from the big ice cubes.

However, seeing Yanluo leaving with light footsteps, Chu Qingyan was thoughtful.

Kong Ling is not a person who is easily overwhelmed by drugs, and Yanluo is not a person who likes to use tricks to bully others.

So to put it this way, in fact, these two people are just——

Chu Qingyan stood up, brushed the crumbs off her body, and said to Xi Ning leisurely, "Do you know what it means to be willing to fight and suffer?"

"I don't understand." Xining looked eager to learn.

Chu Qingyan felt that it was better not to teach children badly, so she patted Xi Ning on the head, "You are still young."

Xining looked as if the cold wind withered, master, aren't you about the same age as your servant?

In the woods, Dong Ting Wang Yu nested on the tree, looked up at the sparse stars in the sky, held a leaf in his hand, and played it softly on his lips.

The voice is as empty as the wind and the cold moon, floating in the air, faint and melodious.

He blew this song for a long time, until the moon was already hanging in the sky, he took the leaves away from his lips and played with them in his hands.

"Young master, I haven't heard you blowing leaves for a long time. It's still so good. It can be said that you can't stop hearing it for three days, and you don't know the taste of meat for three days!" Xuanxi Zimo came out from the corner, talking Unceasingly praised.

Dongting Wangyu glanced at him, and said in a neutral tone, "Speak human."

"Young master, your magic voice has successfully made others stay away." Xuanxi Zimo laughed bitterly.

Dongting Wangyu snorted coldly, "These little bastards don't even know the melody, yet they dare to dislike me."

Xuanxi Zimo pretended not to understand.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Dongting Wangyu said quietly.

Xuanxi Zimo only got to the point at this time, "My subordinates have inquired, and Miss Chu is safe and sound, so you don't have to worry about it, young master."

"Did you say you were worried about her?" Dong Ting Wangyu was relieved to hear that she was fine, but felt that he couldn't keep his face, so he said coldly.

"This subordinate understands that you are not worried about Ms. Chu at all." But as soon as the words were finished, the master rolled his eyes again. Xuanxi Zimo felt that it was not true to tell the truth, nor was it true to tell lies. Also so difficult?

"Have you heard any other news?" Dong Ting Wangyu leaned leisurely on the tree trunk, with a comfortable expression, and he was only impatient when he was no longer there.

"Yes, King Ying and the others are leaving for Jiang Country tomorrow, shall we follow?" Xuanxi Zimo asked.

"Follow, why don't you follow? I haven't got the item yet. Since it's not in the palace, it's on him, or it's hidden by him." Dong Ting Wangyu sat up, pulled out the folding fan at his waist, and opened it with a snap. Shaking leisurely.

Xuanxi Zimo hesitated when he heard the words, "Master, I don't know if I should ask a question or not?"

"Don't ask if you don't know." Dongting Wangyu gave him a disgusted look, when did he become a mother-in-law.

Xuanxi Zimo choked. According to the normal situation, shouldn't he be asking?
It seems that he still can't use common sense to infer his master.

Seeing the troubled little faces of his subordinates, Dongting Wangyu couldn't stand it anymore, and said generously, "Okay, you are allowed to ask."

Xuanxi Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, and he raised his head and asked sincerely, "Young master, when you were in the forest, you planned to hold Miss Chu to make King Ying hand over the thing, but in the end you just watched Chu The girl left. A few days ago, Miss Chu passed out with a high fever. At that time, it was also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Why didn't you take this opportunity to let the King of England exchange that thing? The subordinates don't understand, why do you want to let go of those opportunities again and again? "

The subordinate's words made Dong Ting Wangyu startled slightly, and forgot to shake the folding fan in his hand. After feeling his doubtful eyes, he closed the fan and said with a serious face, "That's because I don't like to use this folding fan." There's a way to get things, you understand?"

"But you have done a lot before!" Xuanxi Zimo muttered in a low voice, but how could these words escape his young master with good ears?

"Xuan! Xi! Zi! Mo!"

When the young master called out his name in such a tone of one word at a time, he knew that he had said something he shouldn't have said again!

"Subordinates still have things to do, let's withdraw first!" He ran away in a hurry.

But what is that sharp weapon that came through the air immediately after it!
Xuanxi Zimo lay down on the ground without hesitation, a leaf brushed against his face, nailed it to the tree trunk, and then a strand of black hair fluttered in front of him.

My God, I finally escaped!
Until the surroundings were quiet again, Dong Ting Wangyu's ears still echoed the subordinate's question just now.

why?
Ask yourself, in fact, he doesn't know, maybe he really disdains to use this method on the little girl!

Moreover, the road is long, so it is better to enjoy it while searching, anyway, he is not in a hurry.

Peach blossom fan, shake and shake——

In a temple in Xixuan, a clean and pure white figure turned his back to the gate, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, beating the wooden fish lightly, and wearing a Buddhist bead in one hand, with his palm turned to one side, reciting quietly with his eyes closed, if he listens quietly, It can be heard that what he is reciting at this time is the Great Compassion Mantra.

The sound of the candlelight fluttering, but it didn't affect him at all, and he was still chanting sutras and Buddhas peacefully.

"Master, the Emperor Jiang Guo sent a letter inviting you to visit Jiang Guo. This is an invitation letter." The little novice handed the invitation in front of him.

Hearing this, he recited "Amitabha Buddha" in vain, put down the small wooden stick in his hand, got up slowly, took the invitation card, opened it for a look, and then closed it.

"This invitation came at the right time." There was a faint smile in his eyes, which were neither sad nor happy.

He walked out of the palace gate and looked up at the night sky. Some time ago, he watched the stars at night and found that the star next to the Son of Heaven gradually became dimmer and almost invisible, but in recent days, the star seemed to be There was a tendency to light up again, but it was still much darker than before, so he had guessed something.

"Wu Ming, help the uncle prepare things for the trip." He turned around and smiled at the little novice.

The little novice asked curiously, "How long will the uncle be away?"

"Uncle Master doesn't know either."

Xujian clasped his hands together and looked up at the stars in the sky again.

Since meeting the female benefactor, many things began to change.

If the prediction was correct, the star should have fallen, but it was awakened by someone and regained its light.

May all this not be the beginning of killing.

Close your eyes and chant in a low voice, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

"Nanwu, Hohatana, Duoyanyeye. Nanwu, Ahlaye, Polujiedi, Shuobolaye..."

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