The faint king hugged Mei Xueyi horizontally and walked down the star picking platform quickly.

The injured right hand was bandaged by him.

She nestled against his chest, with her right hand firmly in front of her, her heart surging with weird little emotions.

The black silk was torn from his underwear, carrying his body temperature and smell. His breath directly touched her wound, stained with her blood, it felt strange and lingering. Invade each other, I am in you, you are in me.

It seems to be more intimate than when they were in love.

She looked away uncomfortably and didn't look at that hand. Looking down the black jade handrail, saw that the battle in Kyoto had come to an end, and the sporadic resistance of the Jinling people was quickly wiped out. On the big ice field outside the city, the guardian cavalry was like a sharp blade, cutting mercilessly Jinling's infantry formation.

Jinling was defeated like a mountain, and the guards were devastating.

"Your majesty's soldiers are so powerful." Mei Xueyi glanced at the Jinling man who fell like cutting wheat, and said, "I hope Qin Ji will have good luck and not die in the chaos."

Wei Jinchao laughed softly, and said in a negative test: "She is dead only if she is dead."

"If you die, you can't ask who the adulterer is!" Mei Xueyi frowned, "Listen to Liu Xiaofan, that's a great guy."

"Qin Ji may not know. It doesn't matter, whoever it is, he will die." He looked indifferent.

Seeing that he didn't know how powerful, Mei Xueyi couldn't help but raise her hand to make gestures: "If that's the case, waving your sleeves in the air, with a bang, you can flatten the great monk in your entire royal capital. What should I do? For people like that, we don't even have a chance to spend money!"

He freed up a hand, grabbed her flickering wrist, and put it back on his chest.

Cold, thin and beautiful fingers hugged her, like Leng Yusuo Xuezhi.

"The queen is worried, the easiest thing in this world is to spend money." He said, "You really don't know the suffering in the world!"

Mei Xueyi: "..." Is she talking about spending money?

After closing her eyes, she said gloomily: "Liu Xiaofan will definitely inform you, Your Majesty, or let's escape into the mountain for refuge."

"Nothing, someone is staring at her."

"Huh?" Mei Xueyi opened her eyes suddenly, and said in a strange way, "Who can keep an eye on a monk who knows how to use swords?"

"Guan Yu."

Mei Xueyi stared at him blankly: "... Guan Yu?"

Her dazed expression greatly pleased him.

The light of spoiling flickered in his black eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "I promised him to take care of the treasury and take him to take a look. Then he resigned and was willing to do things for me."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The monk of Jindan Dzogchen! Does a position of supervising the warehouse satisfy him? Could it be that every person who doesn't like to deal with people has his own unique hobbies?

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but start to doubt life.

The battle under the Star Reaching Platform is over, and the battlefield has yet to be cleared in the future.

Wei Jinzhao hugged her and stepped in a pool of blood indifferently, as if crossing a threshold, crossing over the corpse in front of him.

He covered her face with his sleeves, and the faint fragrance that belonged to him invaded her sense of smell, as if strolling in the back garden.

He took her straight back to Chaomu Palace and sent her into the hot soup pool.

In order to prevent contact with water, he tied the injured hand to the back of his neck with a ribbon.

With the blue sky hugging him so naked in the sun, Mei Xueyi's face was rather unbearable for Mu Qiongchi.

His arms were wrapped around his shoulders and necks, as if she was wrapping him around.

Even if she was embarrassed to stare at him, Yu Guang would inevitably catch a glimpse from time to time. He is extremely thin and bony, but the whole frame looks very beautiful, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, long arms, and a thin layer of muscle under the pale skin can be seen when he is exerting force.

There is a cocoon on her hand, specially polished for her.

Like the most precious collection, he picked up the water little by little, and carefully washed her hair, face, neck... the movements were gentle and delicate.

His eyes deepened and deepened.

Extremely restrained.

Mei Xueyi couldn't help asking him: "Why does your Majesty know that Liu Xiaofan so well, and even know what she wants to say - Didn't Your Majesty in the previous life have direct contact with the monks?"

Her heart beat faster unconsciously.

He returned to his senses, his faint gaze retracted from her, and he looked into her eyes: "I have seen too many naked desires, even if I put on human skin, those thoughts are still clear at a glance."

"So you guessed it?" she asked.

He curled the corners of his lips, squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes were indifferently stained with indifference: "It takes a lot of thought to guess. That kind of thing is worth the trouble? It's just a glance through."

Mei Xueyi: "...Your Majesty hates Liu Xiaofan?"

"Not worthy of disgusting me."

Mei Xueyi lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, resting her gaze on his sharp collarbone, and asked indifferently: "Why don't you like it? Looks? Temperament?"

That'Liu Xiaofan', who was in the Feihuo Sword Sect, had the same face as her in her previous life... Therefore, if we meet in another way, Wei Jinzhao should have this attitude towards her. He is sick, and the only medicine that can cure him is Mei Xueyi.

A cold finger provoked her chin.

She quickly concealed the strange color in her eyes and stared at him with a smile.

"The queen is sad," he said in a calm and determined tone.

Mei Xueyi laughed and said, "Why? Your Majesty doesn't like other women, why should I be sad. I'm not a virtuous empress, and I still want to persuade your Majesty to open up branches and loose leaves."

"Don't be sad." He looked deeply into her eyes, "All I want is you, only you. I can recognize you when you turn to ashes."

Mei Xueyi: "I don't believe it."

Her voice was unconsciously cold.

Who is she? She is a terrifying demon who has practiced the great art of the devil's blood solution, a monster that is falling apart from the body to the soul. Recognize it even when turned into ashes? It's ridiculous.

"Why don't you believe it?" he asked.

She raised her hand, pulled a piece of hair around her fingers, and then reached out and stole a strand of silky black hair from him.

"Go to the pool."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, picked her up, and stepped on the water to the edge of Qiongchi.

Mei Xueyi put the two people's hair on the Yulian lamp by the pool to light it.

"Your Majesty, tell me, which cluster of ash is mine?"

Wei Jinzhao: "..."

She said with a calm face: "Such unrealistic love words are meaningless."

He looked at her for a long time.

She was obviously sullen, but his expression became more and more happy.

"The queen has learned a lesson!" He bowed his head solemnly and admitted his mistake, "If you talk about love in the future, you will definitely have the sentence in place and won't misunderstand the queen again."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

"Queen." He bowed his body, touched her nose with the tip of his nose, and tilted his head slightly, "I want to kiss you, you at this moment."

Without waiting for her consent, his lips fell.

Not that kind of purposeful kiss, but gentle and close, patient and meticulous.

Soft as a breeze, or a moonlight.

After touching it for a moment, he slowly straightened up.

Mei Xueyi said in a dull voice: "Have you ever thought about it? I don't have the past in the textbook in my memory. Therefore, I did not fight against the enemy with your majesty, nor did I live and die with your majesty. If you want to go deeper... …"

She raised her eyes to look at him, and she could feel her eyes flickering.

She said meaningfully: "Your Majesty is really sure, I am the Mei Xueyi you want?"

"Of course it's you. Only you." He leaned down and pecked her forehead with a low voice, "The queen forgot about me. The reason lies with Liu Xiaofan."

Mei Xueyi's breathing was stagnant.

"I'll help you find out the reason!" He put her whole body on his chest, "Don't be afraid, everything is mine."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

If you really find out the reason, I am afraid it is him who is most terrible.

But she also wanted to know, what is the relationship between herself and this ‘Liu Xiaofan’?

Afterwards, I thought about the various things on the star picking platform, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that Liu Xiaofan was not like him.

Liu Xiaofan knew it was not easy to faint her. At that time, she was so nervous that she was in a cold sweat, her hands were shaking, but she still chose to take a risky close assassination. At that moment, what Mei Xueyi saw in Liu Xiaofan's eyes was ambition. Killing Wei Jinchao seems to get very attractive benefits.

Although Mei Xueyi is a big monster, she actually knows that she has no ambitions. She takes her life very much and never takes risks for any benefit.

As for all the way to the top... that's really not her problem. She hopes that the years will be quiet, but it's a pity that others won't give her a chance.

At this point, Liu Xiaofan is not like her. In the situation like today, she ran away early instead.

While she was meditating, Wei Jinzhao took her out of the soup pool very skillfully, dried her body, put on a comfortable coat, and then gently wiped her hair.

A guard is here to report.

Qin Ji was captured alive, shouting to see King Wei.

Wei Jinzhao said with a good temper, "ask out the identity of Zhao Runru's biological father, and then beheaded."

"Yes!" The guard saluted and retired.

Mei Xueyi raised her eyebrows to look at him: "Qin Ji must have never imagined that it was a dead end to confess honestly."

Wei Jinzhao chuckles: "She can't tell."

Mei Xueyi thinks about it, too, that person is a big man, and it is outrageous to go to the Mortal Realm to have an affair with a married woman, so how can he tell others his true identity?

"So your Majesty is going to let Qin Ji a horse?" she asked.

His smile was even more gentle: "If you refuse to confess, you will be punished for delay."

Mei Xueyi understood. This is to avenge the queen of the previous life.

To be the enemy of this tyrant, it is very happy-to die very happy, because there is no room for forgiveness.

He couldn't see each other, his fate had been arranged clearly.

In the evening of that day, after Mei Xueyi accompany Junjun out of an expensive dinner with unidentified ingredients, he was escorted towards the imperial garden.

Seeing the evening light gradually disappearing to the west, Mei Xueyi was a little puzzled: "It is special to enjoy flowers at night, Your Majesty."

"Specially prepared for you."

He didn't rush, took her around the corridor, and then walked towards the imperial garden.

From a distance, Mei Xueyi saw the faint white light shining from behind the round gate.

"This is……"

He smiled lightly, hugged her, and strode into the entry.

An illusion-like light pounced on her face, Mei Xueyi couldn't help holding her breath, her fingers clenched guarding Jinchao unconsciously.

For a while, she could hardly describe the scene before her.

There are no lights in the imperial garden.

This milky-white brilliance comes from the grass, wood, and flowers in the garden.

It is like transparent and luminous snowflakes spread out in the garden, outlining the shape of each flower.

Every plant in the garden emits a soft but bright white light. When the wind blows, this layer of white light seems to be alive, swaying gently with the wind.

Just as Mei Xueyi was about to speak, a cocooned finger pressed her lips.

"Shhh. Come on."

His breath sounded low in his ears.

Holding her hand, he walked along the gravel road to the small wooden bridge in the middle of the garden.

Under the bridge is a small lotus pond, with a lot of water lilies spreading under the feet, also emitting a pearl-like milky white light.

Wonderland is nothing more than that!

He stood behind her, held her shoulders in both hands, leaned over her ear and asked, "Who are you?"

The muffled voice is more moving than ever.

Mei Xueyi's lips moved slightly, and she whispered: "Mei Xueyi."

He smiled, the warm but warm breath brushed her cheeks, and he said aloud: "Wei Jinchao's Mei Xueyi!"

When she was shocked, she suddenly saw the white light in the entire garden floating up, like a disturbed fish.

At this moment, every lotus under my feet, every tree in the garden, every cluster of flowers, seemed to have an extra white glow.

In another instant, this layer of white light floated to the height of half a person, its shape changed, and the flowers of phantom began to merge, just like the flowers of ink falling into the water, spreading and colliding, in nature. Under the manipulation of the hand, he painted a pattern that the best painter could hardly imagine.

Mei Xueyi finally saw clearly that this was a group of transparent fluorescent butterflies emitting white light.

They were alarmed, rose into the air, and scattered in all directions.

She looked back at him, and saw a smile in his dark eyes, and his cold white face was as handsome as an immortal under the glow of fireflies.

"His Majesty……"

He lowered his eyes to look at her, and said very naturally: "I don't have much money, so I just picked two seats..."

Mei Xueyi covered his mouth.

"Scene."

He grinned sullenly, his thin lips tugging lightly, as if kissing her palm.

After the fluorescent butterfly disappeared, there was still light in a corner of the garden.

At this moment, Wei Jinzhao made a very rude voice

"Liu Xiaofan entered a nightmare cave. Do I want to follow up?"

Guan Yu.

Mei Xueyi looked at Wei Jinchao in amazement.

This familiar feeling...is a jade pendant with sound transmission of thousands of miles.

In Xianyu, this is a very common thing, everyone must go out, so that they can communicate with their own sect, relatives and friends.

Appearing in the mortal world, it feels very contrary to peace.

Wei Jinzhao took out the jade pendant with cyan glow from his sleeve, and said quietly, "No. Please report your position and wait at the door."

There is an illusion between Mei Xueyi's trance that this is not a mortal country, and Wei Jinzhao is not a human emperor.

When she was startled, Guan Jun on Yupei's side had already used a stubborn tone to tell the direction every word.

The sluggish Mei Xueyi was led by Wei Jinzhao to the glowing corner of Yu Huayuan.

Passing around a small octagonal pavilion, she saw a Lingyu flying boat parked in the corner.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

How do you say this thing?

The Jindan monk can walk with the sword, without the transportation tool like flying boat.

The flying boat needs to be made of Lingyu. Those who need to take off the boat must have no shortage of training resources, and they cannot be promoted to the golden core if they do not lack resources... The qualifications are so bad that even the enemy will shake his head and sigh.

In Xianyu, when they saw Feizhou, people thought of the landlord’s stupid son.

It fits the temperament of a tyrant.

The silly son and silly girl of the landlord set foot on the Lingyu Flying Boat.

"Your Majesty, how many star picking stations are these?" Mei Xueyi asked irresponsibly.

Wei Jinzhao unskilledly inserted a spirit stone, and while starting the flying boat, he said to her with a little triumph: "No money. I picked it up from the dead."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She realized that the cultivators of the Feihuo Sword Sect carried the Universe Bag on their bodies, and they were all cheap and faint. From this point of view, the Bihuo Liuli Arrow, which is worth the eight stars, is not a slap in the face.

With the flying boat, you can reach the fairyland through the sea of ​​dense fog.

"Your Majesty, Xianyu is dangerous." Mei Xueyi reminded him responsibly.

"It's okay." He didn't care at all, "I carry the blue fire glaze arrow. Besides, other people can't see through the cultivation base of the two of me, and looking at my aura, I must think that I have met a high-level cultivator."

Mei Xueyi: "..." Although he is self-proclaimed and boastful, he is so reasonable that he can't refute it at all.

This world is really brave and starved to death.

Lingyu Feizhou floated into the air.

When moving forward at full speed, a faint aura covered the body of the boat to prevent the poor foundation-building monk from being blown away by the high-altitude wind.

Mei Xueyi was sitting on the horizontal bridge in Zhouzhong, feeling very complicated.

"Don't be afraid, follow behind me." He reached out and took hers silently.

"I'm not afraid."

Mei Xueyi's thoughts had already floated to the Nightmare Devil's Cave.

Nightmare, really dozes on a pillow.

This is a natural monster, like a spider, weaves layers of nightmare webs invisible to the naked eye in its own cave. When you touch those webs, it will fall into the nightmare like small insects on the spider web. trap.

Nightmare’s attack method is mental attack, creating a nightmare-like illusion and cannibalize the victim’s primordial spirit in the illusion. Same work as Yinling.

To the great monk, the nightmare was like a spider webbing on the roadside, and would easily destroy it when he was in the mood, usually turning a blind eye to it. The time of the cultivator is very precious and will not be wasted on such meaningless things. It's just a nice point to say about demons and demons.

If it were in the past, Mei Xueyi would not care about such small things on the side of the road.

But for her now, the nightmare who can only attack mentally is simply a good tonic for her lips, just like the Yin Ling.

...Magic Xiu's recipes are always weird.

The speed of the flying boat is equivalent to that of the Yuan Ying monk moving forward at full speed.

Wei Jinzhao put many exquisite snacks in Qiankun's bag, and when she was bored watching Mei Xueyi, he took a piece and fed her.

It's like raising a parrot.

Perhaps it is because the feeling of flying in the sky on a flying boat has never been experienced in the previous life, so this road did not touch Wei Jinchao's onset point. He looked very normal, like a gentle and jade-like young master Pian Pianjia.

Mei Xueyi was in a daze from time to time, feeling that he and she really seemed to be a couple of gods and goddesses.

Feizhou followed the route given by Guan Yun, and after driving for about two hours, it stopped at a hillside with shadows of trees.

Wei Jinzhao carefully held her and stepped on the ground.

"Walk a few steps slowly to avoid dizziness."

She was not dizzy, but he coughed several times.

A very uncomfortable voice came from behind: "After a few more rubs, they will all come out!"

Mei Xueyi looked back, and it turned out that it was the monk Guan Yu, who hadn't seen him in a few days. The light of Lingyu Feizhou illuminated his silver hair, and he looked upset, thinking that the light was dazzling.

Wei Jinchao said slowly: "They...they?"

"Yes." Guan Yan frowned, fingers hanging to his side, curled up unconsciously, "Liu Xiaofan originally went straight to Longlin Mansion. On the way, he encountered a group of foundation-building monks who had gone out and practiced. He suddenly went up for some reason. Before approaching a conversation, walking with the four people, when they got here, she led them into the Nightmare Demon's Lair."

Mei Xueyi frowned slightly.

If you want to kill people and win treasures, the Jindan brothers can do it directly, and there is no need to make troubles.

"What's so special about those four?"

Guan Jun frowned more tightly, and said without a second thought: "No!"

He looked resisted. His fear of interacting with people has been engraved into his mind, and asked him to take the four people out of his brain, as if they could kill him.

Mei Xueyi said softly: "It's been over two hours, haven't you come out yet?"

Although the golden core monk has not yet condensed the soul, his body is full of aura and has a golden core body, so he can easily break through the illusion and get out.

After not coming out for so long, presumably Liu Xiaofan had deliberately stayed in the illusion and had a plan.

"Queen, dare to find out?" Wei Jinzhao took her shoulders.

Mei Xueyi curled her eyes at him: "Your Majesty, please protect me."

"Naturally." His body leaned forward slightly, solemnly.

Guan Yu on the side was convulsed by this crooked force. He raised his sleeves and pointed at the two giant trees: "The entrance is there! If you don't go, people are really going to come out!"

Mei Xueyi looked over and saw the roots of the tree entwined, weaving a small cave.

There was a faint light flashing in the deep place, looking like a lost magic weapon.

That's the nightmare's bait.

"Let's go!"

In the fantasy realm where she was fighting with her spiritual power, she was the king of the blood-clothed demon.

It just so happened that with this illusion, you can take a good look at what secrets Liu Xiaofan is hiding.

Mei Xueyi held Wei Jinzhao's hand and stepped into the tree cave.

The tree cave was full of damp, musty smell.

I couldn't see fingers, could vaguely feel the layers of mesh coming towards me.

Suddenly, for a moment, the consciousness disappeared.

It seems that after a long, long sleep, he slowly wakes up from the chaos.

There was blood red in front of my eyes.

Is it a sea of ​​blood?

Nightmare is not a powerful monster, their illusions are often shoddy, and they can scare people. The overwhelming blood is relatively easy to manufacture and does not require too many details.

Mei Xueyi turned her head and looked around, and found that something seemed to be wrong. She raised her hand and caught the crimson thing in front of her - it was actually a red hijab.

She was slightly surprised and raised her eyes to look around.

A pair of red candles swayed on the wooden table against the wall on the right. She was sitting on a poor quality Babu bed. The room was decorated with red cloth everywhere. This is a new house.

The details are exquisite and the touch is realistic, and it is completely invisible.

This is not an ordinary little nightmare, but a big guy who has been promoted.

I don't know whether to say good luck or bad luck.

Mei Xueyi got up, walked to the door and tried to push.

"Squeak"

The door opened, and a Huang Shengsheng's face slammed head-on, grinning with bright red lips, revealing two rows of yellow teeth.

Mei Xueyi was shocked. Before her eyes were fully focused, she heard the yellow-faced old woman yelling like funeral: "Goddamn! How could Uncle Wei leave our young lady on the wedding night and ran away Concubine’s room!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Although know it is an illusion, Wei Jinzhao, you are finished.