After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

Jing Yue hurriedly grabbed Jing Yang, made eye contact with him, and secretly said with sound transmission: "Crazy? Don't you want the eight thousand gold coupon?"

Jing Yang frowned, with a mournful face, and asked him to take a closer look at this casually caught gift.

After Jing Yue took a look, the corners of her mouth drooped a little bit.

Apart from his fair face with no trace of birthmarks, this person's facial features are [-]% similar to the suzerain's wife.Especially the toughness and obstinacy hidden under the meekness in the eyes, almost no different from Madam.

What they brought over by chance was something more precious than the ancient sword spirit.

A few years ago, the two of them were sent a portrait, and they followed the suzerain's order to find the person in the painting.The man in the portrait is dancing with a sword, the red tire marks on his face can't hide his handsomeness, his sword intent is decisive, and he has a killing arrogance.

The two of them dug three feet into the ground and searched for it to no avail. They teased secretly that this kind of immortal must be their suzerain's wife.

The suzerain is an infatuated person, and he didn't ask them to look for it in recent years, but he often stared at the portrait, silently lost in thought.

There is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes.

The two looked at each other.

Jing Yue's eyes were dead: "You sold the long-lost suzerain wife, you are finished."

Lan Ru looked at their eyes and smiled lightly: "Make an offer, I can add money."

Jing Yang gritted his teeth, and wanted to cover the flannel back, his whole body lay between the glass cover and Lan Ru, "We made a mistake, these two are just ordinary humans, not sword spirits."

Lan Ru shook her fan, tilted her head slightly, looked around Jing Yang and looked at Jiang Yu: "I don't want to buy a sword spirit, is it really not possible?"

After getting a negative answer, he sighed, "It's a pity."

The servants behind him immediately changed their expressions and surrounded them. On the second and third floors of the Wanbao Building, many guests who seemed to be just idlers came over and lifted their clothes, revealing the costumes and waist knives of the imperial guards.

Jingyang Jingyue was surrounded by crowds, and she was shocked to use her luck. However, the Wanbao Building was built at the junction of the world of cultivating immortals and the human world.

The two joined hands with bare hands and lost to the opponent's crowd tactics. When they lowered their heads, there were several bags of golden coupons under their feet. When they turned around, they found that the supervisor had sent someone to follow Lan Ru cheerfully with a glass cover.

"Find another horse for my son to take this big box away?" The supervisor smiled and rubbed his hands.

Lan Ru cast a glance at him, and with a wave of her hand, several attendants violently hammered down the glass cover from outside.

"I just want a gift." Lan Ru pulled Jiang Yu's wrist, "Sword Spirit, take it back and continue selling it."

But in the next second Wenhong himself hugged Jiang Yu tightly, put his arms around his shoulders, and took possession of his slender and fair neck.

"Mine." The hot air rushed into Jiang Yu's ears, and his hands were tightly clamped outside Lan Ru's, "Don't move."

The two sides were silent, competing with each other.

Poor Jiang Yu's slender wrist was tightly held in the innermost layer by them. The inner three layers of wrapping were constantly exerting pressure, and it was almost broken.

"Everyone stop!" Jiang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled his hand suddenly, took a few steps to the side, and threw Wenhong down.

"You, keep a distance from me." Jiang Yu frowned and stared at Wenhong displeased.

Wenhong raised his eyebrows, and licked the little tiger's teeth provocatively.

"You, he is with me. If you want me, you have to want him." Jiang Yu turned to look at Lan Ru with a polite and distant expression.

Lan Ru smiled indifferently, raised the curtain of the car, and raised her chin to signal the two of them to get on the car.

The carriage is extravagantly decorated, the crepe is luxurious, the windows are inlaid with gold and treasures, the bamboo sofa is soft, and the sandalwood incense is lingering.Jiang Yu looked back at the two magicians who were still not trapped in the building, gritted his teeth and got into the car.

Regardless of Cai Cai's warning, Wenhong still keeps Jiang Yu in a corner, keeping away from Lan Ru.

"Gu is the third prince of Daqi." Lan Ru was honest, "The two villains were going to betray you just now, no matter what Gu said, he saved you."

Jiang Yu nodded silently, thinking in his heart that it might not be better to fight this white-cut black prince than to fight Moxiu desperately.

Seeing that Jiang Yu wasn't very surprised, Lan Ru was slightly surprised. He turned his thoughts and smiled: "That young master is a sword spirit, so you are a monk. Let Gu guess...but the Qingli Sect's Monk?"

How did he guess it?Is he dressed up or is the sword spirit following him exposed?

Jiang Yu paused in his heart, and then he realized that Lan Ru kindly bought him back because he saw that he was a disciple of the Qingli Sect. He planned to use the treasure to worship the Qingli Sect this time. favor.

"There are three senior masters in the Qingli Sect, Your Excellency is under..."

"Fan Ling." Jiang Yu didn't change his face.

He thought clearly that people are jealous. Since Yu Chengzhou has not accepted apprentices for many years and rejected Lan Ru countless times, he must never let him know that he is Yu Chengzhou's untrained apprentice...

Sure enough, Lan Ru's expression changed. He seemed a little unwilling. He looked Jiang Yu up and down, and then asked, "Have you seen Lord Yunlin of Qingli Sect?"

Jiang Yu shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

"Do you know anything about Yun Lin-jun?"

Jiang Yu said decisively, "I don't understand."

"Then you've heard of his name, haven't you?"

Jiang Yu resolutely said, "I don't know."

Lan Ru took a deep breath, frowned, and stared at Jiang Yu suspiciously.He doesn't believe it.

Wenhong has been in a state of confusion since waking up, and the last images that flashed in his mind were only the flames soaring into the sky and a small face full of tears.The words "Qinglizong" are also very unfamiliar to him, but they still evoke some pain left by the catastrophe of war.

He became vigilant, looking at Jiang Yu and then at Lan Ru.

"Listen to me, Shuangxiu." Wenhong squeezed Jiang Yu's chin, stared at him, and murmured in his ear with what he thought was a very low volume, "Let me fight for you again and take you away."

Before Jiang Yu could speak, Lan Ru coughed a few times, raised her head and raised her lips to look at the two of them, "Things often happen in the palace where masters and servants love each other deeply, but they can't overcome the identity gap, and those who violate the rules There are palace rules to serve you, I don't know if your Qingli sect respects such rules."

Wen Hong blinked slowly, stepped back from Jiang Yu silently, stared fixedly at Lan Ru, the blood in his eyes became heavier, and it seemed that a scarlet magic circle lit up, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

Jiang Yu thought to himself that if Wenhong was not really weak at this time and could not turn back into a magic soldier, Lan Ru might have been nailed to the carriage three or four times.

One is aggressive, the other is weak.

The gunpowder concentration in this carriage is a bit high.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath: "You two sit down, I'll get out of the car and walk through the wind."

He supported the inner wall of the carriage and just got up when the carriage braked suddenly.Jiang Yu staggered a step back and happened to fall into Lan Ru's arms.

Wen Hong's face became gloomy again, and he stepped forward to help him up.

Jiang Yu was also anxious to remember, Lan Ru held him down, leaned closer to his face, put her index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture, her expression disappeared from the teasing just now, and her phoenix eyes blinked at him, Wei Wei took on a bit of seriousness.

Lan Ru hugged him with her left hand, peeled off half of the clothes on his shoulders, exposing Ruxue's shoulders, and loosened his ponytail with her right hand.The long, crow-colored hair spread down like a waterfall, half covering her delicate face, and half hanging on Lan Ru's lap, blurring his figure.

Jiang Yu frowned, and before he could get angry, the bell beside the window rang softly, and the light-colored crepe was lifted up from the outside by the wind.

"Third Prince." The voice was thin.

Lan Ru lazily raised his head and looked out the window, and nodded with the person who came, with a sleepy expression and a slightly hoarse voice: "What's the matter?" After finishing speaking, he put Jiang Yu in his arms again, and pulled Clothes, as if afraid of being looked at by outsiders.

Jiang Yu held his breath, and saw through the gap in his long hair sideways that it was a man dressed as an eunuch.

The man knew he had disturbed the "good thing", so he hurriedly glanced into the carriage without looking carefully, leaned over to apologize, and put the carriage into the palace gate.

After the carriage drove away, Lan Ru helped him pull up his clothes and put them aside.

His voice turned cold, and he explained to himself: "Eunuch Li is the last person who doesn't want to be exposed to the way of cultivating immortals alone, and monks are not allowed to enter the palace." After speaking, he laughed at himself in a low voice, "A eunuch..."

Indeed, the same is written in the original book. The eunuchs of Daqi are so powerful that the entire palace does not agree with the prince to practice. This has become a major obstacle for Lan Ru to pursue Lord Yunlin.

Jiang Yu didn't intend to delve into it, and nodded indifferently.He suddenly came to his senses, monks are not allowed in this palace?Then how should Yu Chengzhou come in and look for him!

Jiang Yu suddenly lost his mind, a little flustered and empty.

Wait, at that moment just now, he actually expected Yu Chengzhou to come and save him in his heart?

As soon as this idea appeared, Jiang Yu was terrified, obviously waiting for him to catch him was almost the same.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The old emperor's descendants were not happy, and the entire harem seemed a bit empty. Before Lan Ru became king, he temporarily lived in the other courtyard, occupying a large space by himself.

Seeing Jiang Yu with loose hair and disheveled clothes coming down from the same carriage with Lan Ru, the maids also misunderstood something, took Jiang Yu's coat, and surrounded him to serve him into the house.

Jiang Yu couldn't refuse, and looked at Lan Ru for help.

Lan Ru lifted a lock of his hair, frowned, wiped his face, frowned, touched the back of his hand, and frowned one after another.

"Too rough."

Jiang Yu's face darkened: ...

"Send it to Tangchi, don't neglect it."

Lan Ru squinted her eyes and lowered her head to look at Jiang Yu, and said in a low voice, "After all, I have to return you back, lest the noble sect blame me for not taking good care of you."

When Jiang Yu heard it, he understood that he really wanted to take credit for himself, so he temporarily implemented a soft policy and treated the captives under house arrest kindly.

As expected of a high-ranking cannon fodder who lived a long time in the book, Jiang Yu sneered.

How could he really ask a maid to serve him, he went into the bathroom by himself, and hurriedly threw the crowd out, even Wenhong bumped his nose against the door panel.

After waiting for someone to enter, Lan Ru suppressed her smile and picked up the outer robe that Jiang Yu had just taken off.The outer robe is an ordinary plain disciple robe, and the entire Qingli Sect has the same configuration.

A cyan jade pendant hangs from the belt of the outer robe.It feels soft and delicate to the touch, as smooth as it has been worn and played with for a long time with fingertips.

On the front is engraved the name of the Qingli Sect, the precepts, and the name of the owner of the disciple's life tablet.If there are inner disciples whose master is willing to lead in, the master's name will automatically appear on the back from the day the master allows it.

There are two systems for one life card, one for disciples, and one for the sect or master.

The two pieces have a linkage effect, and the damage and persecution suffered by one will be automatically reflected on the other. If the disciple is in danger, the piece in the master's hand will automatically shatter. The position of the disciple.

While looking at the word "Jiang Yu" on the front, Lan Ru carefully rubbed the lines of the text on the back with her fingertips.

He held his breath and rolled over."Yu Chengzhou" is impressively engraved on the back, with three points of strength into jade.

Lan Ru suddenly squeezed the jade tablet tightly, showed a meaningful smile, and looked in the direction of Tangchi.

That being the case, when will Mr. Yun Lin be willing to find him?

The fate card suddenly lit up in his hand, and the jade color was refreshing.