[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

The status is not low, no matter how you look at it, he is an outsider, standing by the stairs with his hands behind his back, I don't know how to think deeply, who would have thought that he was just waiting for someone, and waiting bored.

The girls who came and went looked left and right, Fang Lansheng also walked in front a few times, but only Baili Tusu dared to go up to greet him, he knew what Ziyin was doing at a glance, he called the husband away, how could he bear to see the teacher? Respect like that.

"Master." Baili Tusu saluted first, then bowed his head and said, "Mr. is out for a doctor, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while."

"Going to see a doctor?" Ziyin was stunned for a moment before realizing, "Oh...he is a doctor now."

For several generations, Ziyin has always respected Changqin as "His Royal Highness", because it is difficult for him to recognize other identities other than the prince, but changes still exist.

Zi Yin nodded, looked outside the door, and couldn't help saying: "I have been waiting for hundreds of years, and when he finishes everything, he can come back to me..."

His voice was inaudible, cold and clear, but he seemed a bit disappointed, faint and low, making people feel stuffy. Baili Tusu lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from outside the door: "He can't come back for now, why don't you talk to me first."

When the woman came in, Zi Yin was a little surprised. He naturally knew Ruan Er, the eldest princess of the demon world. What surprised him was not the identity of the visitor, but that this noble person in the demon world seemed to have human feelings.

She has a pair of human eyes, plain but full of emotion, when looking at people, it makes people feel very real, which has to surprise Ziyin.

Ruan Er's face was very worried, as if he had been haggard for a long time, the two saluted at the same time, she said: "I want His Royal Highness to save my husband, but I can't let him see me."

Ziyin said: "He probably doesn't want to see you, but even if that's not the case, as a god, would he save a demon?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but I think too much. When he sees me, he will definitely kill me." Ruan Er looked straight into his cold eyes, frowned, and added a bit of sadness, "And he is a god after all, watching the world All things have a compassionate heart, my husband is not a demon, but a human being."

Ziyin was stunned, he looked at Ruan Er, and stayed like this for a long time, as if he had thought too much and couldn't recover, he fixed his gaze, and suddenly murmured, and actually smiled slightly: "I'm just A sword fairy, no matter what, you can't control the gods, you are a noble family in the demon world, even if you don't fear the world, you can't keep a mortal. Do you still think the confusing words to me outside the demon world are interesting?"

300 years ago, Ruan Er never believed that the prince Changqin would fall in love with anyone, but now, she is the princess of the devil world, in order to keep a mortal, she has worked hard to help him seize the soul twice, so that the soul is weak, and now she is sleeping. Wake up, had to ask Changqin.

"I can't see, you still hold grudges." Ruan Er shook his head, lamenting his former self, and after a while of silence, he said, "Now I have no bargaining chips with him, let alone let him see me. , I want to make a deal, so I have to come to you."

Zi Yin thought for a while, and said: "So, you are here to give gifts."

"If you want someone, you must prepare a gift. Before he finds out, you can still get some favors." Ruan Er nodded, and walked in front of Zi Yin, "The last piece of jade balance is here, from Xianshan Villa."

Zi Yin murmured these four words softly, and there was a dim light in his gray eyes, as if in a trance.

No.80 once

Since Xianshanzhuang, a family in the south of the Yangtze River at the end of the Tang Dynasty, was once quite famous, but it fell overnight. It has been more than [-] years since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

The house in a remote place in the wilderness is completely buried in weeds and weeds. The wormwood is taller than a person, and no one can be found when entering. The walls are broken and the tiles are broken.

After driving for a few days, when Fang Lansheng saw the muddy house, he let out a sigh of relief: "I almost died of exhaustion because of this place. Looking for things here, it's better to rebuild the house."

"It's really troublesome. Yuheng can't perceive it. I'm afraid it will be hard to find it." Ouyang Shaogong smiled and looked at Zi Yin, "But I am naturally prepared."

Ziyin got closer, and then pushed Fang Lansheng aside again. Fang Lansheng glared at him, but he didn't care. He just asked Ouyang Shaogong, "Do you want to save the husband of the demon clan?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Ouyang Shaogong supported the piano on his back, wrapped his wide sleeves, lifted his skirt slightly, and walked into the courtyard with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

A mansion with five entrances, white walls and blue tiles, scattered pavilions, carved beams and painted pillars, admiring Yuan Zangchun, you can still see the style of the past, that is, the color, it seems to have been washed dozens of times, and it has faded. It was no longer visible, and it was covered with a thick layer of soil. Ouyang Shaogong was extremely reluctant to touch it, and half covered his nose, but he still walked fast.

It was still early in the morning, and the sun was only fainting in warm colors. The fog in the deep house was so thick that it couldn't be dispelled, and it was so white that it was almost impossible to see the people around.

Ouyang Shaogong had already gone very deep, he didn't look at others all the way, he seemed to know the purpose, Ziyin didn't ask anything, just followed him, he refused to take an inch away.

Unknowingly, Ouyang Shaogong stopped, one step away, in the cold white mist, he looked straight at Ziyin.

"What are you... looking at me for?" Ziyin looked awkwardly, and turned his gaze away.

"Look at your natural beauty." Ouyang Shaogong said casually, and gently pushed Ziyin away, and walked into the room behind him.

It turned out that he was not looking at Ziyin, but at the room behind him. There was a painting hanging in that room, facing the door. The painting was so rotten that he couldn't see clearly. He could only see a woman in red with a graceful posture.

Ouyang Shaogong stood in front of the door, looked up at the woman in the painting, and smiled inexplicably, as gentle as a feather, tickling one's heart.

"Your Highness..." Ziyin glanced at the painting, and wanted to say something, but was deeply fascinated by his smile.

They were all trapped in their own thoughts, Ziyin didn't realize that they were very close, raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the corner of Ouyang Shaogong's lips, and he pursed his lips for some reason.

The little golden fox suddenly jumped in from the window and landed on Ouyang Shaogong's shoulder. When he jumped up again, he had already turned into a lovely girl.

The sound of the bell was crisp and sweet, and Xiangling trembled all over, making a rattling sound, as if wanting to shake off the coldness, she grabbed Ouyang Shaogong's sleeve, and said, "Brother Shaogong, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I can't even touch my bones." It's cold, are you sick..."

"The power of your blood is not small, how could you get sick?" Ouyang Shaogong looked at the painting again, then turned around to probe her forehead, picked up her wrist to cut the pulse, looked at Ziyin and said, "It's actually Yin Breath into the body."

Ziyin said: "You are born with extremely strong fire attributes, and it is difficult to find the ghostly spirit in the human world."

Ouyang Shaogong lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and asked again: "Can't you find out?"

Zi Yin shook his head, Ouyang Shaogong's fingertips condensed golden flames, which penetrated into Xiangling's forehead, dispelling Yin Qi for her.

Ouyang Shaogong took a look at Zi Yin, then let go of Xiangling suddenly, turned around and walked out quickly, until he was out the door, he turned around and said: "Stay here and take care of Xiangling, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back."

He went out, stopped again, without looking back: "I'll go find Xiaolan."

"Okay." Ziyin followed for two steps, and finally stopped, watching him being buried in the white mist.

The white mist is misty, but there is still wind passing through, which cannot blow away the dull fog.

The wide sleeves were blown by the wind, Zi Yin pressed the white hair on the sideburns, looked around the room, and finally fell into the eyes of the woman in the painting.

Baili Tusu and Hongyu were still in the courtyard, and they were also looking for Fang Lansheng.

It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and they could be heard calling Fang Lansheng's name from a distance. Wuyin was standing beside the haystack, his whole body was bright yellow like a cluster of newly bloomed winter jasmine flowers.

Standing on tiptoe, with her hands behind her back, she went up and down, and the black cat curled up on top of her head, gently wagging its tail.

Suddenly heard a familiar voice, Wuyin stopped playing, grabbed the black cat and stuffed it into his pocket, stared at the thick white mist that was about to condense, and saw a faint figure of Wenxiu walking out of it, with Youlan's wide sleeves Long clothes, carrying a guqin with red tassels, walked in front of her.

Wuyin had already knelt down, Ouyang Shaogong said: "You have a wink."

"Little girl." Ouyang Shaogong called her like this, her beautiful face was still calm, but her silent hands began to tremble, "I took Ye Chenxiang's soul from the underworld, not just for you to play around."

"Disciple..." Wuyin couldn't even make an apology, Ouyang Shaogong was too angry, he couldn't take Ye Chenxiang's soul with him, and he relied heavily on her to give it to Wuyin.

"Okay." Ouyang Shaogong didn't blame her, and took out the scale of the candle dragon to her, "This huge phantom array is very tricky, if I don't come back in a quarter of an hour, just do as I say."

Silent bowed and bowed: "Disciple understands."

Ouyang Shaogong untied the qin, hugged it horizontally in his arms, turned around and stepped into the abyss-like mist, he seemed to be walking extremely fast, the qin spikes slapped on the qin wood, making a muffled sound, as if hitting a person's fragile nerves On, it makes the scalp tingle.

Half an hour later, the dense fog in the courtyard had completely dissipated, as if it had been sucked in by something, suddenly there was nothing, the situation outside the window was clear at a glance, and there were wall-high grasses everywhere.

The haze in Zi Yin's heart is even heavier, this place is too abnormal, it is by no means an ordinary abandoned house.Ouyang Shaogong must have checked in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have prepared in advance, but Ziyin didn't know what exactly he found and when he did it.

Ouyang Shaogong never thought of fighting alongside him, he was simply too weak.

But before Ouyang Shaogong returned to the heaven, it belonged to him, Zi Yin, completely belonged to him.Ziyin knew that he would not be reconciled, but he also knew that he could completely suppress his feelings and watch the life of the person who had been chasing for several lifetimes