King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 126 Only two months left

Snapped!
Boom!

"Bastard, bitch, why did you just deduct her credits?!"

Shangguan Jinwen crazily destroyed the furniture and furnishings in the room, her right sleeve was hanging down empty, looking very scary.

Her followers only dared to stay outside the door, watching Shangguan Jinwen throw out vases and teacups one after another.

"Hey, what do you think we should do?"

"What else can I do? Now that Yan University's mentor is back, Han Yujue has another backer. I'm afraid no one in this academy will dare to touch her again."

"It makes sense. Jinwen has become like this, and it's useless to continue following her. It's better to please Miss Han."

"Come on, we bullied Han Yujue with that crazy woman inside, it's good enough for her not to retaliate against us."

"Ugh……"

The other side of the college.

Han Yujue and Yan Qingyun walked on the path together.

"About the Nangong clan, have you found out anything?" Yan Qingyun asked.

Han Yujue shook his head: "I don't have any clue yet. I can't enter the forbidden area in the back mountain."

"Forbidden place... The old man mentioned to me before that in order to prevent the monsters of the Nangong clan who fell into the devil's path from escaping, the passage between the new building and the old place of Nangong was sealed."

"If it's really just like this, then that's fine..."

Just now the principal was helping her, Han Yujue hoped that he would try not to make enemies with Yan Qingyun's close friends.

"Leave that aside, what's the matter with your face?" Yan Qingyun looked at Han Yujue with distaste, "I'm also getting more and more confused about the popularity of little girls now, so why don't you make a mask for yourself. "

"It's not like I wear it to look good. You see."

Han Yujue slightly removed the mask to reveal the skin underneath.

"That's it, I was inexplicably poisoned by a painting skin Gu, bad luck, right?"

"Painted skin poison?!" Yan Qingyun was taken aback, stopped and pressed Han Yujue's shoulder. "Tell me in detail, what happened?!"

"I have to talk again, it's so annoying." Han Yujue pouted and told Yan Qingyun about it.

"It's not wrong, it's a pity, it's a pity!" Yan Qingyun slapped his thigh after listening to the narration, "That Xuanxin must be the last descendant of the Southern Territory Kongyue Shuangyun, so I killed it for you!"

"Are you mistaken, I was disfigured by him, and you still feel sorry for him?!" Han Yujue stared at Yan Qingyun.

"Hey, their sect is very secretive. There are many unique secret techniques, including your painting skin poison. Once the last successor dies, all the secret techniques will be lost. Isn't that a pity?!"

"I don't care whether their secret techniques are lost or not, I only care about whether my face can be cured!"

Yan Qingyun rubbed his chin, laughed and said: "You are lucky, your face will be completely destroyed after waiting for about two months, and there is no cure at all."

Han Yujue was stunned: "Two months... What the hell, is this good luck?!"

"Of course, no, I just came back from the Southern Region."

"Why did you go to the Southern Region?"

"Ghost knows, I've been drunk for a few months, and when I wake up, I'm already in the Southern Region."

It seems that Yan Qingyun's heartache is really serious. He has been insane for several months, and he doesn't even know where he went...

Han Yujue ignited a glimmer of hope, "Could it be that you know in the southern region that there is a way to cure the painted skin poison?"

Yan Qingyun glanced left and right, saw no one was around, and took out a scroll from his arms.

"I don't know how to cure Huapi Gu poison, but I got this."

"what?"

Han Yujue took the scroll and spread it out. The ancient ink exudes a stale smell in the sun.

"This is... a map?" Han Yujue asked in surprise.

Although it is a bit rudimentary, roads, water sources, jungles, etc. can still be distinguished.

"That's right, this is the map leading to the Yinwolf Palace! As long as you find the Earth Spirit Orb in the lost palace, you can find a way to cure you with it."

Han Yujue was a little skeptical: "Where did you get this scroll?"

"Win it with a fist fight with an old beggar in Nansha Kingdom."

"..."

Snapped.

"Hey! You little bastard, why did you throw away the map?!"

"Hero Yan, you don't really want to hunt for treasures based on what you won from a beggar, do you?"

What a joy!
Han Yujue felt even more depressed than before.

Yan Qingyun picked up the scroll and hit Han Yujue's head with it: "You really think I'm confused? That old beggar is a descendant of the Yinlang royal family, and he was hunted down because he had this thing hidden on his body." For the rest of my life, I was forced to hide in a beggar's nest to hide from the world, but I finally found out."

"Really?" Han Yujue burst into a smile instantly, "That's great, I finally have a clue to the Earth Spirit Orb!"

"Shh! Someone's coming."

Yan Qingyun suddenly covered Han Yujue's mouth.

A cool and moist wind blows over, followed by the sound of knocking footsteps...

"Yan Qingyun!! Why didn't you come to me when you came back?!"

Liu Wuxue frowned, her phoenix eyes opened angrily, she walked up to Yan Qingyun and Han Yujue, and questioned Yan Qingyun with her hips akimbo.

Yan Qingyun was puzzled and said, "Why did I go to you?"

"You!" Liu Wuxue was anxious, but helpless, she could only stomp her foot and said, "You left the academy without saying a word, and now you come back suddenly, don't you feel very irresponsible?"

"The old man doesn't mind, so don't worry about it." Yan Qingyun said lazily.

Liu Wuxue caught a glimpse of Han Yujue, who was standing beside Yan Qingyun with an innocent face, and said with a sneer, "I'll look for this little girl as soon as I get back, do you want old cows to eat tender grass?"

Han Yujue immediately bounced away three meters away: "You settle your own affairs, don't involve me!"

"A little yellow-haired girl, what is there to eat? And I'm not that old, I'm still a good young man." Yan Qingyun chuckled.

Han Yu is determined to think that it is a miracle that Liu Wuxue will take a fancy to your sloppy image, and she is ashamed to say that she is a good young man.

"Hmph, look at you so crazy, you don't look like..." Liu Wuxue originally wanted to say that she didn't look like her dead ex-lover at all, so she stopped talking in time and didn't continue.

She is a mature woman, and she knows that no matter how informal Yan Qingyun is, some things cannot be mentioned.

"Your aggressive appearance has never changed." Yan Qingyun said with a chuckle.

"What are you talking about!... Forget it, I have prepared Anyang old wine to cleanse the dust for you, if you want to drink, come here by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Liu Wuxue twisted her waist and left, leaving behind a scent.

"Anyang old wine?! Wuxue, wait for me!"

Yan Qingyun almost jumped up, and hurriedly caught up with Liu Wuxue.

"Hey! Hero Yan!"

Han Yujue yelled a few times, but Yan Qingyun had already disappeared in an instant.

She had no choice but to take out the scroll map that Yan Qingyun stuffed into her sleeve just now depressed: "There are only two months left..."

(End of this chapter)