Peach Blossom Song

The princess knew that the Taoist who came here to peep must have bad intentions, but she was not in a hurry.For her, no matter how important things are, it is always more important than coaxing His Highness to sleep peacefully.

Candles were lit in the room, and the King of Han was kissed by his concubine, and he closed his eyes obediently and fell asleep.In her sleep, she did not forget to pinch the corner of Wang Hao's clothes with one hand.The concubine lay beside her, quietly listening to the changes in her breath, until Han Wang took a long breath, then gently took the corner of the clothes out of his hands, got up and left.

In Luoyang night, the lights are lit up.It's already curfew, and the lights are silent lights.The sky darkened heavily, and the huge city was silent.

Jukong walked quickly on the street, the wind blew his robe sleeves, and his Taoist robe made a rattling sound.

He thinks that Taoism is profound, and he never puts demons and ghosts in his eyes, until now, he knows that he is shallow.Concubine Han's demonic powers are unfathomable. He came alone without a magic weapon, so he must be invincible.

The long street was quiet, as if it had no end, Ju Kong walked extremely fast, his figure was like wind, shadow, and lightning, and he couldn't see his figure in the blink of an eye.

The whistling of the wind made his long beard flutter. He stared ahead, listened to all directions, vigilantly paying attention to the movement around him, and walked forward without any slack.

Walking halfway through the city in one go, it was still silent, and no one chased after him.Jukong breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he was in the royal capital, with the aura of the Son of Heaven intimidating, how dare evildoers mess around.

Even though he thought so, he didn't dare to stay in the end, he still hurried on his way, wanting to get away early and go back to the Taoist temple.

The city of Luoyang is bustling and noisy, there are countless officials and business travelers, and there are countless guest houses in the city.This is a guest house, the door of the store is wide open, and the lights shine through, casting a dim yellow light in front of the door.It was already late, and no travelers came to the door. It was quiet inside and outside the guest house, only a flag of a cloud of guests was raised high and fluttered in the wind.

There are countless guest houses like this in the city, Ju Kong didn't take a second look, and went straight forward.

Suddenly, he stopped and stared blankly ahead.

Under the lantern on the eaves of the inn, a figure stood quietly.

Dressed in Chinese clothes, with phoenix hairpins and hairpins, she is noble and elegant, and cannot be looked directly at.

In an instant, Jukong was covered in cold sweat.

The concubine seemed to notice that he was coming, so she glanced at him lightly.This look is completely different from the one in the Cai Temple just now, indifferent and condescending, like looking at an ant that gets stuck on a shoe, and it can be crushed to death with just a slight lift of its foot.

Jukong's heart twitched, and he held Fuchen's hand firmly, but he didn't want to fight back and defend himself, but out of instinct, he grabbed something at will to vent his fear.

The concubine glanced at it: "Why is the Lord spying on Wang Jia?"

Among the Taoist priests in the world, he is the only one with the deepest Taoism. Since this monster is stronger than him, it is not surprising to see his origin.Ju Kong didn't want to lose his identity, he bowed slightly, saluted hastily, and said without answering: "I don't know that Princess Han is disguised as a monster."

These words are extremely blunt, in Ju Kong's mind, monsters are evil, even if they have not committed evil at this time, there will always be a day when they will cause harm to the world.Since he is evil, he can't let him go, and he is the master of one view, he has already been the supreme master, no matter what, he can't bow his head and beg for mercy with flattering words.

The breeze is blowing, the lanterns under the eaves are swaying, the face of the princess is flickering, and Ju Kong's words are presumptuous. She is not at ease. After 3000 years, except for a king of Han in the world, who can make her mood fluctuate?Jukong thinks he is good at magic spells, but to her, it is just a matter of waving his hands to wipe out ashes, which is very simple.

The princess smiled slightly: "You don't know how to be polite, and you are too old."

Jukong was furious. Under the coercion of the concubine, he couldn't use his cultivation at all. His face was tense and angry, and he didn't know that this monster wanted to treat him like this. The big monster wants to harm people, and he is not good at morality, so he has to fight to the death, and it is better to die dignifiedly.

After thinking about it, Jukong looked at Wangfei coldly with a straight face: "It's nothing to say if it falls into your hands, your honor will do it."

The princess looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "It doesn't have to be done."

Ju Kong's expression froze, but his heart couldn't help but relax slightly. Before he could completely settle his mind, he suddenly saw the eyes of the big monster in front of him suddenly turn cold. Those eyes were like a bottomless abyss in an instant, engulfing the whole person. All inhaled.Ju Kong immediately understood what kind of advanced spell this was, and hurriedly turned his eyes away, but he seemed to be sucked in, and couldn't move his eyes no matter what.

The concubine never likes to kill, but the journey of cultivation is long, and it is inevitable that when she needs to do it, the method of searching for souls is difficult to practice, but after practice, it is very easy.

But in an instant, Ju Kong was in an illusion and moved, his expression was dazed and he couldn't move.Seeing that the time had come, the concubine was about to search for her soul, when suddenly her soul trembled—someone in the palace touched the killing formula that she sealed in her pouch.

The saber was placed beside Hanwang's pillow, and the killing technique was touching. A white light radiated from the saber, enveloping Hanwang softly.

Not far from the couch, there was a figure who stepped back three steps in a row, exerting force on his feet, barely stopped.The pain in the chest was sharp, and the throat was filled with sweet smell. The woman didn't feel any annoyance, but she glanced at the couch, and saw that the King of Han was still sleeping peacefully in the soft halo, her brows were calm, and her eyes were peacefully closed He said, without being disturbed by the movement just now.

The woman smiled: "The protection is very strict."

Wang Qi is precious, and it is reasonable to blame her for being too impatient, Fang Zhong's killing tactic.She obviously has a deeper way than the fox, and she is still calm after being hit by the killing formula.Thinking that the killing trick has been triggered, Jun Yao will definitely rush over immediately, without any delay, she stretches out her hand, transforms a sword out of thin air, and steps forward again.

In the saber, there are still two killing tactics, the woman is already prepared, and she goes up with the sword.

The killing technique is powerful, after all, it wasn't the princess who was here in person, the woman used spells, and spent some effort to dissolve the two killing techniques, but she also suffered some injuries, only without the protection of the sac, to deal with the King of Han, it was only Yu Yicheng's spells are more than enough.

Wang Qi's attraction to demons is natural. When a woman gets close to her, she will feel relaxed and happy. Taking a sip of refining is better than concentrating on cultivating for a hundred years.

The woman's face showed joy, and she was about to step forward again, but saw that the soft white light protecting the King of Han hadn't dissipated, and she was still firmly protecting the King of Han.

The woman looked at Pei Nang, was taken aback for a moment, took two quick steps, and took a closer look.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him.

The woman immediately turned around and saw the princess walking in.She stared blankly at the princess, and put away the sword.The concubine glanced at her, then looked past her, and looked at Pei Nang: "I have broken my three killing tactics, and it seems that I have made progress in recent days."

Mingse smiled lightly: "No matter how much you improve, you are not as profound as Jun Yao."

The princess was silent, walked to the side of the couch, the white light slowly faded, and put everything back into the bag, the princess looked at the King of Han, and leaned over to cover the corner of the quilt for her.

"When I saw her in Guangping Temple that day, I saw through her royal aura and stepped forward as a boy. At that time, I never thought that there would be today." Mingse said slowly.

Counting it, it was already three years ago. For ordinary people, three years is a long and hard time, but for the monster, it is only a moment.

The princess did not answer, but instead asked: "Why are you here today?"

Mincer looked at the pouch, and his quiet eyes slid over the face of the King of Han again, and he smiled lightly: "I am here because I am arrogant."

The princess frowned slightly.

"It's a pity that I couldn't devour her before you came. With you here, even with the power of all the monsters in the world, it may not be able to hurt her."

The princess looked at her quietly, and said slowly: "Not necessarily."

Ming Se showed a sudden look, and nodded slightly: "That's right, no matter how powerful you are, there is only one. For example, today, if you come back later, this little Highness is a dead body."

The concubine still looked calm, but her eyes were extremely cold, Mincer was not afraid, and walked lightly, walking in front of her: "If you live a hundred years and re-enter reincarnation, you can only accompany her for decades at most. , why be persistent."

The princess looked at her, and lightly parted her red lips: "It has nothing to do with you."

Minse smiled sweetly: "How can it be irrelevant? In order to prevent you from missing her for thousands of years, why don't you just let me eat her, and it's over."

After she finished speaking, she turned around abruptly, turned into a ray of red light, and rushed towards the King of Han.The concubine made a formula with her left hand, flicked it out, and it turned into a white light, entwined around it, just blocking the way of the red light.

Hong Guang couldn't break free, so he had to land on the ground and turned into a human form again.She faintly showed anger, and said with a cold face: "I am determined to win Wangqi, if you don't kill me today, I will come again."

The princess said indifferently: "You know the way I cultivate, and I don't want to kill."

Mincer bit her lip and stared at the princess angrily. After a while, she smiled coldly and turned away.

After knowing that she had gone far away, the princess went to the couch and sat down.Those two just now didn't seem to have caused any ripples in her heart, she just watched the sleeping face of Han Wang quietly.

It's just about searching for the soul, but Mingser interrupted him, and if he chases after him now, I'm afraid the Taoist priest has already hidden elsewhere and it will be difficult to find him.The princess felt a little sorry.

The king of Han suddenly frowned in his dream, she turned over, stretched out her small hand from the brocade quilt, and touched the couch beside her.After touching it for a while, he found that it was empty, so Han Wang rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking around in a daze.When she saw the princess, she muttered softly: "Ayao, where have you been..."

The concubine softened her eyes in an instant, stretched out her hand, and signaled the King of Han to come over.

The king of Han was still sleepy, he came over obediently, sat up on his knees, and touched the princess' cheek.The tentacles are slightly cool.Startled, she stretched her arms around Wang Hao's neck, pressed her face to hers, and whispered: "Ayao, you went out? But what's the matter?"

Her cheeks were soft, with the warmth of sleep, they pressed against her, warming her heart all the way.The princess stroked the back of her head cherishingly, her heart softened, and she said softly: "I can't sleep, so I sat down in the courtyard."

The King of Han frowned, and looked at her worriedly: "Do you have something on your mind?"

The princess shook her head slightly.

The King of Han stared at her closely, fearing that she would hide it from her because he didn't want her to worry. He didn't believe it until he saw the princess's expression was calm, and raised his hand to touch the princess' eyes.The concubine closed her eyes, and gently touched her eyelids with her fingertips. After a while, a warm kiss fell, one on the left and one on the other.

"Kiss Ayao, don't have nightmares, I kiss, Ayao can fall asleep."

The princess couldn't help but bend her lips.The king of Han took her into his arms and covered her with a brocade quilt.Her body is warm and soft like a little girl's, making it very comfortable for her to hold her.The concubine no longer needs to sleep. In the past, most of the nights were spent in practice with eyes closed.But tonight, for some reason, she fell asleep peacefully in the arms of the King of Han.