You are a demon

Lin Lang closed her eyes, and the sound of the whip hit her ears like the pain of silk being torn.

It turned out that this was the feeling of being beaten to death by his own father.

A picture suddenly floated across Fu Bowen's gentle and unsullied eyes. He always lives in the cleanest and most dazzling place... so clean that people are jealous, and so dazzling that people are addicted.

Fu Qingping himself is clearly in the dirty mud of the court, but he doesn't let him touch him. How can he protect him when he has lost his reputation several times? Fu Qingping sees it thoroughly, but Fu Bowen doesn't understand anything. , Those illusory and ethereal ambitions are nothing.

Every time she stays by Fu Bowen's side, Lin Lang is going crazy with jealousy, why can he enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by stars, while she can only suffer this humble fate silently.

Fu Qingping was a little surprised when he saw the faint anger in his eyes that was about to lose anger, and then saw him rushing towards him recklessly.

"You should really show Wen'er your hideous face",

Fu Qingping gave him a steady look, threw down the whip, then turned and left.

The rock wall was closed heavily, Lin Lang could only hear her own breathing, and she was thrown into this cold and lonely place again, Fu Qingping had no idea that this fear was more cruel than beating him to death.

He couldn't even do the simple action of curling up, so he could only allow himself to fall into this endless abyss.

The momentary loss of control made Lin Lang extremely weak, and he knelt quietly on the ground, his face as stagnant.

Just when he thought he would die so silently, a voice suddenly sounded in the secret room.

"Get up and follow me".

Xianghu looked at Lin Lang who was unresponsive, sighed, and immediately cut the iron chain with his sword, picked him up and left the place.

Fu Qingping, who left first, probably didn't even realize that when he walked out of the secret room, his steps were a little vain. As soon as he came out, he saw the steward waiting in front of the study door.

"What's the matter?"

The steward will truthfully answer what the patrol reported.

Fu Qingping frowned deeply upon hearing this,

"You mean that Fan Meng sneaked into the prime minister's mansion and was discovered by the patrol?"

What the hell is Fan Meng doing?

"Follow me to see".

After Fu Qingping left, Xianghu walked out of the secret room with Linlang on his shoulders.

"Ah, ah ah",

Just when Xianghu was about to leave, Lin Lang suddenly struggled.

Xianghu didn't know what he was talking about at all, he was a little impatient, if he didn't leave, he would definitely be discovered by the patrol.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Linlang made an unpleasant sound in his throat, he tightly grabbed Xianghu's sleeve, and then lifted his fingers with difficulty.

Xianghu looked in the direction, narrowed his eyes slightly, it was the East Chamber,

"You want to see Fu Bowen?"

Lin Lang nodded desperately.

"no",

Xianghu refused without even thinking about it.

Lin Lang didn't speak, but just grabbed his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go.

"Going to see Fu Bowen with your current appearance, do you think he will take pity on you and take you into the mansion? Or do you want to be locked in a secret room by Fu Qingping and beaten to death?"

Xianghu didn't know his identity, and only thought he was an ordinary actor, so he reminded him like this.

Seeing his gradually dim eyes and slowly sliding hand, Xianghu shook his head. He wanted to go to the prison to see Lopez, but now it seems that he can't.

Xianghu glanced in the direction of Dali Temple, and then returned to the palace without looking back.

What he didn't know was that the backyard of Dali Temple was bustling right now.

Lou Junqing stood in the courtyard and looked at the stinky Taoist priest who came with a sword, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked,

"I don't know that the son lives in the Tao and grows up to come, but he is far away to welcome him."

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over Gu Sheng",

Xie Ziju didn't want to talk to him a word.

"What the Taoist priest is saying, the lower officials can't understand",

Lou Junqing tilted his head, dodging the sword that was about to reach his throat.

"Why are you willing to hand over Gu Sheng?"

Lou Junqing laughed,

"I may not have seen Mr. Gu for a long time, so how can I hand him over?"

Xie Ziju had just come out from the bottom of the pond, his face, hair, and body were covered in mud. It must have been the first time he had been in such a mess for many years.

"How much you are involved with the former court and the rear palace, the poor don't care, and don't want to care, but please hand over Gu Sheng, and it will be of no benefit to you to involve him",

The passage from the bottom of the pond was blocked, and it took him a lot of effort to get up, but the place where he came out was the back well of Dali Temple. Even if the tributaries were all connected and intricate, there would not be such a coincidence.

"Whether this is good or not, I will decide for myself, so I don't have to worry about the Taoist priest Ziju. Besides... the Taoist priest Ziju has been in the world for a long time, so don't forget your identity." yes",

Holding a handful of bait in his hand, Lou Junqing went to the pool to lure all the red fish here.

"I would like to advise you again, it is better for the Taoist priest to not interfere in the affairs of ordinary people. It would be bad if the way of seeking immortality and asking questions is delayed."

"The poor don't care."

Lou Junqing smiled lightly,

"Tsk, I can't see that the Taoist priest is still such a person who values ​​love and righteousness. It's just... you don't know your love, but Mr. Gu knows it?"

"What nonsense!"

Lou Junqing turned around and drew out the soft sword that was not on his waist to confront Xie Ziju head-on.

"The Taoist leader doesn't care, why is he angry, deceiving himself and others, what good is it for you and him?"

Although Lou Junqing was still smiling, her heart was as cold as a pool of cold, this priest really had other thoughts about Gu Sheng.

Regardless of his taunt, Xie Ziju made a move directly, and the blade and sword rain had the potential to kill his life.

Seeing this, Lou Junqing slowly put away his smile and clenched his sword hand a little bit. Although the stinky Taoist priest was enraged by him, he didn't seem to panic when he used the sword, and every move was more calm and neat.

The blade of the sword brushed against the long strands of hair, and Lou Junqing was greatly surprised. If his sword had deflected by two points, he would surely die. Before he could react, he struck his chest with a palm.

"puff!"

Lou Junqing knelt down on one knee, and he looked at Xie Ziju in disbelief.

"Pindao asks you again, where is Gu Sheng?"