Queen is reborn

Chapter 263 Dark Power [2]

Unknown, Shen Yu turned her head to the side, looked at the strip of cloth in Qianmo Qingcheng's hand, was startled, and kept silent.

With a strange expression on Junyi's face, he stared at the cloth strip in Qianmo Qingcheng's hand for a moment, exactly the three words on the cloth strip.

Qianmo Qingcheng placed the cloth strip in her palm, condensed her fingertips lightly, a purple light spot bloomed on the golden cloth strip, and while breathing, the cloth strip disappeared invisible when it touched the purple light spot.

Looking at the empty palm, Shen Yu still didn't come back to his senses, as if he was in it, not disturbed by the outside world.

Qianmo Qingcheng patted Shen Yu's shoulder lightly, her gorgeous face was full of unpredictability, "Shen Yu, that person..."

That person refers to the person mentioned in the banner just now.

Shen Yu smiled dryly, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Boss' life is at stake. This matter is on my shoulders, but I'm not sure whether that person will heal him or not."

Qianmo Qingcheng pursed her lips and nodded. That person was quite weird, but he had heard of it usually.

But he has never met her, and the only person who knows her is Shen Yu.

Shen Yu glanced at Yun Luoxue who was on the soft couch, slightly clenched his five fingers, and gradually twisted them into a fist in his sleeves.

The boss's life cannot be delayed.

Even if it is difficult, he will try his best.

Hundreds of flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is dense.

Layers of emerald green veils are hung in a pavilion, and the pure emerald green is like streams of clear water flowing down from the vast sky.

The pavilion is called Qingshui Pavilion.

Qingshui Pavilion is built around the water, surrounded by the rippling clear water of Qinghu Lake.

The pavilion is in the center of Bihu.

The size of Bihu is comparable to a modern football field, and it is located in Lianyishui Villa.

Qingshui Pavilion is not built with stone or bamboo bridges.

It is completely independent from Bihu Center.

The only person who can get to Qingshui Pavilion is the owner of Lianyi Villa.

Lotuses and lotuses cover the entire Bihu Lake. From a distance, Qingshui Pavilion looks like a cluster of flowers, standing among the flowers all over the lake. It is magnificent and adds a unique beauty to the Ripple Villa.

At this time, in the Qingshui Pavilion, a woman was lying on a cool chair, wearing a blue gauze skirt, her fingers as thin as green jade twisted a grape in the fruit plate on the jade table, and playfully tossed it in the air. A purple grape was thrown into Yingtan's mouth.

With her hands beside her, Luo Chang was half slippery, revealing her slender arms like snow lotus roots.

The slender legs are turned up, revealing a pair of jade feet, which are crystal clear.

Hidden in the gazebo, hidden in the sun, if any man sees it, he will be fascinated, and he will bow down under the pomegranate skirt of this woman. "Villa Master, Mr. Shenyu is visiting."

On the jade table, there was a bamboo tube, and the sound came from the bamboo tube.

It was the voice of a maid.

Because the Qingshui Pavilion is built in the middle of the clear water, and there is no bridge to build it, except for the Qingshui Pavilion that people with spiritual energy can enter, no one else can enter.

The maids and maids in Lianyi Villa all know aura, but the aura is relatively low.

If you use spiritual energy to enter Qingshui Pavilion, there is no problem at all.

It's just that the owner of Lianyi Villa has an order, and no one is allowed to enter Qingshui Pavilion without her order, otherwise, there will be no mercy.

Therefore, the tool for communicating is the bamboo tube placed on the jade table. This is a microphone with a built-in small mechanism that can receive the voice of a specific person.

And there is also a messenger.

When the woman heard the report in the bamboo tube, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, pondered for a while, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and her words were like pearls, clear and cool: "Just say that the owner of the village is not here."

"Yes."

In the megaphone, there was a respectful answer.

The woman was still eating the grapes unhurriedly, her eyes were like clear water, elegant and penetrating, looking at the lotus in the green lake.

(End of this chapter)