Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Yu Miao's complexion was not very good from just now, and when he inserted Guangcheng back into the scabbard, he even made a crisp and short noise: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xun had no intention of joking, and replied: "I once saw a woman in white in the garden and in the flower windows of the public school, and thought it was a fan-faced beauty, but she is not in these paintings." At the same time, from the corner of her eyes, she quietly looked at Ji Yunshang, observing her reaction, "She is covered in white gauze, and she looks very beautiful, between her eyebrows..."

He lightly tapped between the eyebrows with his finger: "... there is a little cinnabar between the eyebrows."

As soon as Jiang Xun's words came out of his mouth, there was a dead silence in the hall.

Compared with the paleness just now, Le Li's complexion added a layer of blue-gray, and the faces of several Yin clans all changed color, all of them were as numb and dignified as statues, Jiang Xun instantly felt as if he was in the After several slashes, he shuddered, turned his face away, and found that Yin Wutang's face was also in the same mood, only Yu Miao beside him showed a bewildered expression.

It was so easy to find a guy who was in the same situation as himself, and Jiang Xun was about to burst into tears, and when he was about to make eye contact with him, Ji Yunxi opened his mouth, as always, neatly and decisively: "Mr. Qin , I am sorry, please go back to your room and rest. There will be disciples from the Yin family going to repair your door tomorrow, please wait for a night of grievances."

This was the eviction order, so Jiang Xun had no choice but to leave, and walked out of the Bailu Hall together with Yu Miao. Yu Miao was about to look back, when a gust of hot wind rushed towards him, almost burning his eyelashes, and the Bailu Hall was thick and heavy. The door of the palace also slammed shut with the sound of the wind, and a dense water-marked spell floated on the door. Jiang Xunrao's hearing was excellent, and he could no longer hear half a sound in the palace.

Jiang Xun shrugged, turned his head and was about to ask Yu Jiu what was going on, when he saw that the man had already walked more than ten steps away, and he didn't intend to wait for him, Jiang Xun could only see a wisp of his hair. The indigo streamer tied on the top is looming in the dark night.

Standing on the steps, there was no one around, Jiang Xun immediately faltered, and strode to chase after him, but no matter how hard he tried, Yu Miao was still ten steps away from him.

Jiang Xun didn't dare to call him loudly to attract others' attention, so he could only call him in a low voice: "Yu Jiu! Yu Guanqing! Yu Miao!!...Xiao Jiu!! Wait for me!"

Yu Miao was as if he was deaf, and went forward without hesitation.

Jiang Xun was drawn out of breath by the streamer. If he was faster, the streamer would go faster. When he was tired, the streamer would slow down.

... Yujiu, you are so funny!

When the streamer completely disappeared from his vision, Jiang Xun was really hairy, standing in the night holding his knees and panting endlessly.

Combined with Yu Miao's words and deeds in the illusion in the painting, Jiang Xun roughly got the reason for Yu Miao's anger:

It seems that he didn't believe his own explanation. In his mind, he probably had bent into a C shape, into a U-shaped pillow. It is normal to accept incompetence for being brought up in the temple with the strictest rules.

But you can't tease him all the way, and then leave him here alone, right?If he had known that Yujiu had done such a great job, he would have made a bed at the entrance of Bailu Hall just now if he had been asked to walk home alone at night.

While Jiang Xun was feeling sad, he heard A Mu remind him, "Xiao Xun, you're home."

Just now Jiang Xun was only immersed in panic and anxiety, completely unaware that he was standing in front of Qin's house.

...Will the Yujia residence and the Qin residence be on the way?

Thinking of the indigo streamer guiding him up and down in the dark, Jiang Xun suddenly became less irritable and wanted to laugh.

Sure enough, Yujiu still has enough sense to speak her conscience, and she still hasn't abandoned herself when she is angry.

When the rumors of this time pass, I will climb over the wall and go out to buy him some snacks, explain to him that I am not interested in him, and untie his knot.

——He didn't want Yu Jiu to kill him because he misunderstood that he liked him and felt too disgusting.

Jiang Xun wrapped his black clothes tightly in the night, and walked towards the house.

The originally bright candles in the room went out, probably because the door was violently torn down by Yu Miao, and the wind poured into the room.Jiang Xun twirled his fingertips, rubbed out a simple fire formula, and burned it on his fingertips. When he was about to relight the silver thread candle that was full of wax tears, his movements stopped.

In the darkness, he smelled a cool fragrance.

...smell that shouldn't belong in this room.

Jiang Xun suddenly turned around and ran towards the door with big strides. Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, A Mu suddenly called out: "Be careful!"

Jiang Xun also sensed that something was wrong. He touched the ground with his toes, forcibly reversed his direction, and retreated quickly.

The heat wave suddenly rolled up, almost burning the hair on Jiang Xun's forehead, but he retreated slowly. Several bright red tongues of flame rolled across Jiang Xun's cheeks, like several snakes, spitting out letters, spraying poisonous liquid on the ground. There was an unbearable tingling and burning sensation on Jiang Xun's face.

The doors and windows of the house were covered by real fire. In just a few seconds, an inescapable wall of fire locked Jiang Xun in the house.

Real fire is part of the Yin family's Five Elements technique. When the fire starts, it can't be stopped for years. Everything can be burned regardless of the fairy world and the human world. His magic weapons, formulas, or magic circles are useless, only the true water that belongs to the same line of the Yin family can be extinguished.

The screen leading to the bedroom, which was painted with the night scene of fireflies, was blown down by the fierce hot wind. Jiang Xunxun looked at the prestige, his eyes shrank——

A young woman was half leaning on Jiang Xun's bed, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a dignified and beautiful face showing an extremely disobedient and frivolous look, her slender waist was loosely bound by a belt , she was dressed in white and looked holy, but she just showed her icy muscles and jade bones to the outside.She supported her head with one hand, crossed her legs, and lay sideways on Jiang Xun's pillow, her voice was lazy and soft, and the ending sound was clear and clear, like pearls falling on the ground: "Mr. Qin, long time no see."

Seeing her on his bed, Jiang Xun's expression softened a little. Unexpectedly, the woman seemed to have the ability to read minds. She leaned down with a coquettish smile, and lifted a foot blanket under the bed. Underneath was a small cinnabar The painted ghost-hunting magic circle.

The woman smiled, and touched the magic circle with a finger that looked like an onion root, a small wisp of green smoke rose from the cinnabar, and the magic circle was destroyed.

The curvaceous snow-white part of her loose robe is faintly visible: "Young Master Qin is really careful, and knows to bury this protective circle in front of his bed, but sorry, I am not a ghost, a demon, a demon, or a human. "

The magic circle was broken, and Jiang Xun calmed down. There was the sound of burning houses in his ears. The good real wood was overwhelmed by the real fire, and it was slowly collapsing at a perceptible speed.

Jiang Xun covered his burned left face with one hand and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman showed a surprised expression, and then she smiled, and her eyebrows and Ji Yunsun's eyebrows were five points like Ji Yunshang: "Young Master Qin, don't you remember me? My name is Ji Yunkai, is this name familiar to you?"

...is very familiar.

She has the same surname and generation as Sister Yunxie, and is also a member of the Yuzhang Ji family?

But Ji Yunkai's next sentence completely overturned Jiang Xun's idea: "By the way, Mr. Qin is so forgetful, I'm afraid you don't remember who 'Ji Yunkai' is. You may be interested in my other name." More familiar. The little girl's small characters are 'Princess', and I have seen Mr. Qin."

Empress? ..."Hook Kiss the Queen"?

The best friend with benefits of the main character of the stallion in the original book, the poisonous femme fatale?

The hook-kissed princess named Ji Yunkai?Is it Ji Yunshang's sister?She also practiced the five elements of the Yin family?

Jiang Xun didn't have time to sort out the relationship between the characters that was not mentioned in the original book, so he cut straight to the point and said, "Why did you come to me?"

Ji Yunkai, or should be called "Dragon Girl", looked around the Wall of True Fire, showing a sarcastic look of "Isn't this obvious?": "Kill you."

Jiang Xun felt bitter and fishy in his mouth, and the white smoke from the real wood burning had already flowed into his mouth and nose, choking him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. Throat, so that he would not be choked to death by the smoke: "Why?"

To Jiang Xun's surprise, the princess actually showed the IQ that a villain should have: "Next year in Qingming, when I burn paper for you, I will tell you in front of your grave."

...This IQ is out of proportion to her breast size.

Jiang Xun covered his left face, but there was a sly gleam in his eyes on the right side, but it was hidden in a thick smoke, and he could not see clearly: "Then, when Miss Ji is going to my grave, please teach me 'plan ahead' How to write four characters, can you?"

The princess frowned, and wanted to get up from the bed, but felt that her limbs were sore and numb. Her facial features changed, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, she let out a burst of laughter: "Mr. Deep. It's just... I don't know the formation used to restrain the immortal body, how could Mr. Qin think of painting it on his bed?"

Jiang Xun answered mysteriously: "I have already said it, it is nothing more than the four words of preparing for a rainy day."

#Pretending to be like the wind, always with me#

Amu: "...would a normal person draw magic circles for catching ghosts and demons all over his room?"

Jiang Xun: "Not many, only fifty or sixty. To prepare for a rainy day... Well, I admit, it is because I am afraid of death."

A Mu: "→＿→Then why did you draw the magic circle of catching immortals on the bed?"

Jiang Xun: "...Amu, trust me, I drew it for myself. I activate the magic circle and sleep in it. I can't get out or get in. It's so safe. ... Who let her pick it up on her own initiative? My bed."

The real fire cannot be prevented by any formation. Jiang Xun knew that now that the princess is trapped by himself, in order not to be burned to death by the real fire, there is only one way to obediently pour water to put out the fire.

Jiang Xun thought this way, so when a red carp scaly blade pierced his chest and wedged into his right lung, he froze for a long time before being forced by the long-overdue radiating pain. He fell to his knees, choking out a big mouthful of fishy heat.

In the agony, Jiang Xun vaguely heard the princess's charming laughter: "...just kill you and cut off the source of spiritual power of the magic circle?"