Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 315 Find Another Candidate for Secret Help!

Seeing that Xuewen was angry, Master Tianshan had to temporarily compromise, "Okay, okay, I will look for something later, and I will solve it as soon as possible. You can go back and rest."

Xue Wen hugged her clothes tightly, and warned angrily, "Ugly words come first, if you dare to leave me, there will be no end."

"I know, I know, go back quickly." Master Tianshan responded perfunctorily, pushing Xue Wen back to the bedroom while talking.

After Yunyue listened to the conversation between the two, she quietly left. She unknowingly went to another bedroom, and there was no peace there either.

A woman in blue clothes, who looked like a poor kitten, was being held and rocked by a tall man in gray clothes.

"Where did you go? The owner told you not to run around!" Wuyou lazily looked at Xingchen with fierce eyes, and still said in a leisurely and melodious tone.

"It's none of your business, let go!" Xingchen waved his teeth and claws, the wind of his palm was looming, and he clasped his hands, and he was already aiming at Wuyou while struggling.

"If it wasn't for Jiantai sister asking me to take good care of you, I wouldn't be bothered to care about you." Wuyou flicked his wrist, Xingchen was shaken dizzy, and the wind of his palm instantly faded away.

"Let go of me if you have the ability! What kind of ability are you carrying?" Xingchen folded his arms around his chest and roared angrily.

"Let go, just let go, with your [-]st level skill, you can still attack the lord?" Wuyou put down Xingchen, scorning him openly.

"If you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how to write the rules!" Xingchen rolled up his sleeves, gearing up aggressively, and she shouted heavily.

With turbid air, he waved wildly, roaring and attacking Wuyou.

"call out--"

Yunyue unhurriedly slapped a thin fingering wind at Xingchen's feet.

"what--"

There was only a cry that was caught off guard, and Xingchen, who was tripped, rushed towards Wuyou with palm wind, and Wuyou subconsciously caught it. When the buffer was stabilized, the two of them had already fallen to the ground. Eyes wide open.

Because, the two of them didn't know when their lips were stuck together.

The sudden "attack" made Wuyou unable to parry, and he lay still until Xingchen's eyes glowed with fire when he got up, and then he shot her and imprisoned her back to her original position.

Yunyue watched quietly for a while and then left quietly.

Waving the hem of the snow-white clothes and walking away, hiding merit and fame.

After Yunyue left, she didn't know where she went. The palace was very deserted. A young man with a thin back was painting in the cold wind. The paint had already solidified, but it had no effect on his painting. His paintbrush would always melt away. of pigments.

Yunyue stood quietly for a while, and finally finished the drawing of the fiery red and festive scenery on the drawing board. The smiling woman in wedding dress on the drawing board made Yunyue a little distracted. She noticed that the boy was about to turn around and dodge hurriedly. After wandering around the palace for a few times, he jumped onto the roof and returned to the fourth palace.

After Yunyue entered the dormitory, she looked through all the books on the bookshelves all night. Many disciples outside Zonghuangdian Palace were ready to attack secretly, but a white-robed man continued to go down the mountain to track down the murderer who used blood to lure Yunyue.

In the middle of the night, the news of the little witch's return to Huangling Mountain had already spread in the capital. Everyone agreed that it was the King of War who had come forward to help the little witch return to the school. The discussion became fierce, and the entire capital stayed up all night.

After Chajue received the news, he rushed into Jueyan's room without saying a word, picked up Jueyan who was sleeping sweetly, and went back to Huangling Mountain overnight.

Meng Wu, who came out of a certain volcano, knocked down Jue Yan on the way, and Cha Jue passed out for a while. He stepped on Jue Yan a few times and continued on his way. Not long after, his mask was blown away by the wind, and the oncoming man The wind and sand blew half of his injured face into burning pain. In desperation, he had no choice but to find a nearby medical center to treat the wound on his face. Ju Jinhou's subordinates, who did not know medical skills, handled it very casually. fainted.

This night, Huangling Mountain seemed to be calm, but the darkness was already surging in the dark, and the darkness hidden in the corner was about to surface. The collision of light and darkness would be another thorny battle without smoke.

In a blink of an eye, the next morning has arrived.

Just as the sky turned white, a woman in white had already gone out. She visited the three main halls and the six small palaces.

At the same time, a light blue figure flashed into one of the sealed bedrooms with lightning speed.

The bright morning light found a woman's figure through the gap in the palace gate.

The woman has a beautiful face, fair skin like creamy white jade, thick and long eyelashes, red lips like cherry blossoms, her long black hair hangs over her shoulders, her demeanor is soft and beautiful, her eyes full of stars, blinking, revealing Dotted with stars and halos, the woman seems to have been carefully crafted, and it is difficult to find flaws.

"Hehe, it turns out that Senior Sister Yanshuang's small treasury is here." Xingchen looked at the dazzling treasure in front of him, his eyes flickered, and when he spoke, the corners of his lips curled into a harmless smile, following the sunlight, Scatter in all directions.

Xingchen inspected the treasures one by one, and there was no wave in her eyes. When she saw the last thing, there was a look of disgust flowing between her brows.

"My baby, where are you? I'm here to pick you up." With a wicked smile, Xingchen rubbed her hands against the wall and the floor. She flicked her fingers, put her nails against the wall and walked around, closing her eyes and listening intently. The fingernails stopped immediately when they rubbed against the wall in the corner and made a "ding" sound.

"Aha, so it's here." Xingchen evoked a bright smile, ethereal and gorgeous like fireworks.

"I didn't expect that Senior Sister Yanshuang would use such a low-level mechanism. Isn't she looking down on me? I can't forgive it." Xingchen muttered in a low voice. She glanced at the easily solved mechanism, and the smile in her eyes became more and more pure.

Xingchen took out the tools from his waist, chose the most inconspicuous snake-shaped curved chain, inserted it where the fingernail pressed it, and then spun it.

"Crack-"

The sound of successful opening will sound immediately.

The stone wall was quietly opened up and down, and a grid with a length of one foot and a width came into view, and a box emitting cold air was particularly conspicuous in the depth of the grid.

Xingchen carefully wrapped his hands with his sleeves and took the small box outside. The cold air surrounding the box made Xingchen's eyes brighten. The box opened a gap, and the biting cold air hit his face.

Xingchen shook a few times, gritted his teeth and continued to open the cover. After a while, a crystal clear bead with endless flames dancing inside appeared in Xingchen's eyes.

"Hey, it turns out that this is the Xueyan Orb that Senior Brother Xuewen said. It really is a good thing! I never thought that Senior Sister Yanshuang actually had it in her possession." Xingchen said while closing the cover. Speaking of good things, this bead is obviously not ordinary.

"Senior Sister Yanshuang, it's true that you still keep such a good thing, don't you know that good things are meant to be shared?" Xingchen scolded and put the box in her pocket. Commenting on the surrounding organs, he lifted his foot for the last time, slipped outside like lightning, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Outside a palace not far away, a man in blue robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

Shen Yun's eyes suddenly turned, and he turned towards the empty door of the side hall, and called out in a deep voice, "Xingchen—"

The lightning-like figure made a sudden stop in the air, changed direction halfway, and soon stopped in front of Xue Wen.

"Senior Brother Xuewen, what are your orders?" Xingchen asked sincerely, his dimples deepened a little behind his hands behind his back.

"Xingchen, whose small treasury are you going to loot again?" Xue Wen turned around and poked at it with a smile on her face.

"Senior brother Xuewen, what are you talking about? Is Xingchen such a person? Senior brother is too good to treat Xingchen like this, woo woo woo..." Xingchen flicked his sleeves, tears came from his hands, and he blinked At that moment, crystal tears flowed down her face. She made fists with half-clenched hands, placed them at the corners of her eyes, and turned them vigorously. The appearance of being wronged was arousing pity.

"Don't cry, I don't blame you, anyway, I don't have anything in my small treasury, even if you loot mine, I won't blame you." Xuewen has long been accustomed to Xingchen's tricks, and almost everyone in Zonghuangdian Palace They all knew that Xingchen's tears were untrustworthy, and as her senior brother, he understood it very thoroughly, and he could tell her real tears from fake ones.

This master who specializes in looting other people's small treasuries is nicknamed Little Devil in Zonghuangdian Palace, and he has to be prepared to be looted.

"Senior Brother Xuewen also has a small treasury!" Xingchen's crying stopped suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, there were another pair of shining eyes that were not moist at all.

"My little treasury only has a little stuff, there's nothing to loot, so you don't have to worry about it." Xuewen pressed Xingchen's dimple and confessed her family background. The more he said, the more disgusted Xingchen's face became. Nong, in the end he directly gave up his plan to visit his small vault.

"Xingchen, you've been lazy for so long and it's time to practice, don't run around, lest the master say you again, you are not young now, it's time to be your own." Xuewen pressed Xingchen's shoulder, teaching with earnestness, he The expectations in the eyes are wrapped in caring coats from time to time, and sent to Xingchen frequently.

(End of this chapter)