Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 118 Won't Let You Down
"it is good"

Dressed in a moon-blue gauze dress and a pale pink tube top dress, her light figure was tightly wrapped. When she stood in the colorful courtyard of falling flowers, she appeared in the dragon sky like a rainbow in the sky. In Qingjue's sight, her ink-like long hair was simply fixed by a wooden hairpin, and her plain face was not stained with any trace of human fireworks.

Such a simple and elegant dress made Long Qingjue feel that the coldness at this moment had added a kind of indifferent beauty that rejected people thousands of miles away, and this kind of beauty was out of reach.

This kind of coldness can be said to be more alluring than before, and it is a fatal temptation to him.

"The carriage is ready"

Long Qingjue smiled faintly, and pointed in the direction of the carriage.

Looking at the gorgeous carriage, Leng Ran frowned lightly. She wanted to visit the night market in Kyoto, but didn't want to take a carriage.

"Let's walk, there is no need for a carriage"

After finishing speaking, Leng Ran walked slowly towards the gate. Her every move was so natural, neat and elegant, full of deadly temptation, which fascinated Long Qingjue more and more.

Feeling Long Qingjue's sizing up, Leng Ran suddenly stopped and looked sideways at him.

The four eyes meet, the difference is that Leng Ran's gaze is still as cool as water, while Long Qingjue's deep black eyes reflect the most heart-warming light.

Frowning, Leng Ran clenched his fists involuntarily, he could always look at him so frankly and dotingly.

Looking away, Leng Ran asked calmly, "Does the lord think something is wrong?"

Long Qingjue lowered his head and smiled, and quickly followed Leng Ran's pace: "How could it be, this king is extremely happy."

The fire tree and the silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened.Thousands of lights shine on the trees, and the bright moon comes one by one.

As night fell, lanterns were hung up in the streets and alleys of Kyoto City, which is a custom in Kyoto.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, lanterns are admired and lantern riddles are guessed. Therefore, for seven consecutive days, every household in Kyoto hangs lanterns, and there are activities for money lovers prepared by vendors on the streets. Every night, it is very lively.

Slowly approaching the lively and extraordinary excuse, tonight is the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival, everyone’s faces are filled with bright smiles, compared to those weird and gloomy scenes, Leng Ran suddenly feels like he has returned to the world .

Fire trees and silver flowers, dim lights.

The whole family walks together, in twos and threes, looking at lanterns for money lovers, admiring the moon and poetry.

A full moon hung on the treetops, bright and clear, reminding Leng Ran all the time that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

There was bitterness in his eyes. In Hetaowan Village, although they did not have these gorgeous lantern decorations, every household gathered in the yard, eating homemade cakes, looking at the moon, chatting happily, and yearning for a good harvest next year Year.

But everything is gone, all ruined by this demonic man beside him.

Leng Ran's eyes involuntarily swept across the tall and slender figure in black clothes beside him.

The bright red lanterns on the street reflected Long Qingjue's side face. His side face was so handsome, with clear lines, tough and soft, as if it was a treasure in the world carefully crafted by Nuwa. Leng Ran forgot to look away for a moment.

"Why, does this king attract you more than lanterns?"

Long Qingjue's voice suddenly pulled Leng Ran back from her thoughts, but she didn't show any embarrassment or embarrassment. Instead, she looked at Long Qingjue more brazenly.

"Indeed, it is rumored that the prince of the Dragon King's Mansion is so handsome, and his face can be called an evildoer. When I saw him today, he really deserved his reputation."

Long Qingjue is indeed very good-looking. Whether it is his deep eyes, his handsome silhouette with clear water chestnut angles, or his charming smile, it is fatal to any woman. outside.

However, his handsomeness is beyond reproach, so Leng Ran doesn't think there is anything to deny.

Long Qingjue curled his lips into a smile, and his deep eyes were like meteors falling, full and incomparably gorgeous.

He is always like this, as long as he can interact with her once, he is happy like a child.

"Shall we go ahead and see the lanterns?"

Long Qingjue looked at Leng Ran with burning eyes.

The corners of Leng Ran's lips were slightly pursed, and she didn't speak, but just walked towards the busiest street.

There are all kinds of lanterns on both sides, and vendors' stalls selling all kinds of small things are filled to the sides.

Talented scholars and beauties coming and going, all smiling, and children happily shuttled through the crowd with lanterns.

This was Leng Ran's first time visiting such a lively lantern festival, and she was fascinated by the things on both sides for a while, and she was overwhelmed to watch.

"Wonton stew, it's fragrant and hot, it's filled with pork, and there's plenty of stuffing, I'm sure you'll want to have a second bowl after eating one bowl."

A woman lifted the steaming iron pot, and the smoke inside was lingering, and the plump wonton stews surfaced one by one. The faint smell of pork mixed with the dough came over, which made people have the urge to swallow their mouth water.

The woman's stall was not big, but the business was very good. She warmly invited everyone to sit down and eat wonton stew, while cooking the fire.

Beside a wooden basin, a little girl with two cupolas rolled up her sleeves was washing dishes.

Seeing this scene, the busy but substantial figure of the woman made Leng Ran stop in her tracks and watch.

"There is space here, let's order two bowls of wonton stew"

A deep voice came, and before Leng Ran could react, Long Qingjue had pulled him to an empty table aside and sat down.

Looking at Long Qingjue's handsome and handsome smile, Long Qingjue frowned suddenly, this majestic prince, what do you want, why hasn't he eaten delicacies from mountains and seas?To sit in such a small place for him, to eat the most common food in the world, wonton stew!

While thinking about it, two bowls of hot wonton stew had already been served, and Leng Ran couldn't help taking a deep breath because of the fragrant smell. This smell made her extremely nostalgic.

Looking at Leng Ran's involuntary joy, Long Qingjue's thin lips curled up slightly.

But when his eyes fell on the soup bowl in front of him, his brows frowned slightly.

"Don't eat it! This wonton stew is wrong!"

With a cold snort and a wave of his robe, two bowls of ravioli stew flew up along with the wooden table, and then the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

"Hmph, you actually saw through, hand over the daughter of Taiyin, and spare you!"

The originally amiable and smiling woman suddenly pulled out a ten-meter-long butcher's knife from under the chopping board, and stabbed at Long Qingjue with a ferocious expression.

"court death!"

Long Qingjue's eyes flickered, and he hit the woman's chest with a palm entwined with black ghostly aura. Immediately, the woman flew up precariously like a kite with a broken string.

"Ah!"

The little girl who was washing the dishes at the side suddenly put her limbs on the ground and turned her face to the sky, as if a group of reptiles rushed over quickly.

This scene is too frightening and terrifying, a little girl can rush over at such an astonishing speed with such a weird posture!
Long Qingjue froze for a moment, grabbed Leng Ran's waist and jumped into the air, instantly surrounded by Long Qingjue's black ghost body.

"Where, another paper man"

Suddenly, Leng Ran pointed to the underside of a wooden table and said, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Long Qingjue was taken aback, surprised by Leng Ran's unafraid expression, he looked at the direction Leng Ran pointed at, it was a wooden table covered with a red cloth, but at this time the red cloth under the wooden table was It trembled slightly, as if something was about to come out of the red cloth.

Sure enough, after a while, a strange-looking paper man's head popped out, and those green pupils stared at Leng Ran, as if they were going to pounce on her and swallow her alive in the next second.

"This is... a paper ghost!"

As the name suggests, "playing paper ghost" is a ghost that imprisons the soul of a living person in a paper doll.

The so-called throwing away the body, selling the soul to the paper man, possessing great power, the paper ghost is full of evil spirits, it is a bit difficult to deal with, plus there is such a difficult ghost mother woman and a dog A mutated spiritual baby.

"Xuanwu!"

Long Qingjue naturally knew the situation at this time, so he called out Xuanwu without hesitation.

Immediately, a roar came from the pitch-black surroundings, and then a gigantic creature descended from the sky.

Xuanwu dealt with the spirit baby and ghost mother, while Long Qing definitely dealt with the paper ghost.

Both sides are also ghost bodies, even if Long Qingjue possesses the power of the ghost king at this time, it will not be able to kill the already evil and weird opera ghost at all.

"Hehehehe, obediently hand over the daughter of Taiyin, and I will spare you!"

The paper ghost giggled, the laughter was particularly ear-piercing, like the sound of a saw being rubbed against an iron plate.

"dream!"

Long Qingjue's eyes flickered, and the twin evil arrows in his hand pierced through the sky. A penetrating arrow pierced through the night, the light gradually brightened, and fell in the sky. At the same time, it condensed into a sharp sword light and fell in a flash.

Pooh!In the middle of the chest of the paper ghost who was sucked into the air, the arrow pierced through his body.

"you……"

The paper figurine never expected that Long Qingjue would be so powerful. He grabbed his split limbs tightly, his head dropped, and black and sticky blood dripped from his mouth. He laughed wildly and said, "Don't think that you can kill him like this I!"

After the paper ghost laughed, his paper arm moved quickly, and his eyes narrowed coldly, because she saw that the rustling sounds made by the paper ghost's strange movements were the sound of straw!
He...he was actually making a scarecrow as a stand-in!

Sure enough, the paper ghost moved skillfully, and turned into a scarecrow in a few strokes. He even pulled out a yellow talisman stained with blood and wrote his name and birthday on it. He muttered something, then pulled out a dagger, bit Gritting his teeth, he dug hard into the straw's body.

He closed his eyes in pain, and only after a while did he let out a painful exhalation.

Long Qingjue also had a look of astonishment, this, this is the art of grafting!

"And so what? Try this?"

The corner of Long Qingjue's mouth curled up into an evil smile, and then the double evil arrow in his hand changed color, it was golden, and the flames wrapped around the arrow...

This is the unicorn fire popping out of the dragon's mouth!
"This is... you are the son of the dragon!"

(End of this chapter)