The Devil and the Flower

Chapter 73 Murder

The land of Wangchuan was full of joy, and hundreds of clans also dispatched one after another, forming a busy group.

Only a solemn and solemn hall rose above the towering mountain top, which was as cold and silent as ice for thousands of years.

In the main hall, there is a round table standing in emptiness.

Lord Slaughter sat behind, his face faintly bluish-black, revealing the weakness of an unhealed serious injury.The ghost king is on the right, and the whole body is still surrounded by black mist.

Yuan Jun sat at the front, covered his face with white hair and long beard, stroked his beard, and seemed to be in deep thought.

The Yinjun on the left is the most strange. He is a young man with a white leather mask on his face. A gentle and smiling face is drawn on the mask. He taps on the table lightly with his hands down, showing no emotion at all. .

Killer was the most impatient, he gritted his teeth and said, "Emperor Jiang has been dead for so many years, how could that Jiang Huan be Emperor Jiang? Is it possible that he learned the skills of Emperor Jiang to impersonate himself?"

Ghost Lord said: "Idiot! I recognize him."

After hearing the words, Lord Slaughter said angrily: "I respect you as my master, but can you swear less?"

Among the four lords, the other three lords have entered the Dao realm through their own practice, and only Lord Slaughter was able to become one of the four lords with the help of the ghost lord later.

Lord Slaughter knew well that Lord Ghost supported him in this way to ensure his status in the palace, but he received this favor, no matter what happened, he would stand with Lord Ghost, even Jiang Huan who almost wanted to Even the life-threatening knife was blocked for Gui Jun without hesitation.

Ghost Lord said: "Idiot!"

Yuan Jun said: "Okay, stop arguing. We all know why Emperor Jiang summoned hundreds of families. What do you think, let's talk about it."

Lu Jun clutched his back and said: "He is so strong that he is not human, I think he can beat the four of us alone, what else can we do!"

Guijun said coldly: "Please ask the way of heaven, listen to the will of heaven."

As soon as these words came out, the other three looked over.

The Palace of the Four Monarchs stands up to the sky, this is not empty talk.

The outside world sees them acting recklessly, and sometimes there is no reason at all, but they don't know that what they do is really obeying the destiny.

It can be said that the Palace of the Four Monarchs is the symbol of the way of heaven in the world, and the four monarchs are the spokesperson of the way of heaven, or... pawns.

Yin Jun tapped on the table and remained silent.

Yuan Jun said: "Yes. If you have no opinion, please ask the way of heaven."

The four of them raised their hands together and placed them in the center, a quarter of a pendant appeared in each palm, connecting one by one to form a complete circle, and then the pendants floated into the air, emitting a faint light.

A beam of light sprinkled directly on the round table from above, and a feathered arrow and a bell jar appeared out of thin air on the table.

Then some handwriting slowly appeared.

"Kill—" Gui Jun said word by word: "Feng, Yue, Ci!"

The breathing of the other three people stagnated for a moment.

The light disappeared, and the pendant fell back into his hand, and Jun Jun suddenly jumped up and said, "Is there a mistake? Shouldn't it be Emperor Jiang who is going to be killed? Why did you kill Qing Hui?"

Yin Jun stopped his hand knocking on the table, Yuan Jun stared at the feathered arrow and the bell jar, his breathing became heavier, and his eyes were heavy.

Gui Jun glanced at them coldly: "Why, are you unwilling to do anything? You should really take a good look at yourselves in the mirror, as if you have been poured into ecstasy soup by him!"

Killing Jun said: "Why did you kill him?"

Guijun mocked: "Do you want to ask Tiandao to help you again? Idiots! If you can't do it, I will do it!"

She reached out and grabbed Feather Arrow and Bell Jar.

Yuan Jun said: "Wait!"

Mr. Lu held her hand directly, with a confused expression on his face, and said, "No...you can't kill Qing Hui! If you want to kill, kill Emperor Jiang!"

Gui Jun waved his hand: "Pig brain! Can't you figure it out? Let me tell you, compared to Emperor Jiang, the Demon King is behind everything. I don't know who Feng Yueci is, but he must be with the Demon King. There is a connection, and now the four demons have appeared one after another, God's will let us prevent the return of the demon king! Idiot!"

Yuan Jun and Yin Jun reached out to get the feather arrow at the same time, but they were snatched by the ghost king. The ghost king said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't bear it before the battle, I'll come in person!"

Yin Jun lowered his hand, as if it didn't matter, Yuan Jun said slowly: "If you make a mistake, what should you do?"

Ghost Lord said: "I will accept the punishment myself!"

The hall returned to silence.

A paper crane flew across thousands of mountains and rivers and came to Jiang's house in Wangchuan.

Feng Yueci was sitting in the pavilion playing the piano, dressed in white and green shirt, snow velvet shawl, wide sleeves rippled like clouds and lotuses, the sound of the piano was beautiful, and the person was also extremely beautiful.

The blue cow was beside the flowers, stepping on its hooves, fluttering at the butterfly following the sound of the piano.

Jiang Huan just lay on the tree and drank wine. He glanced at the beauty and took a sip of wine. He couldn't be more chic.

The paper crane flew over the city wall and slowly landed on Feng Yueci's hands.

——"Qing Hui, I have been away for many days, and I miss you as a teacher. I have urgent matters to find you right now. I received a letter and returned to the school quickly! Back to the school quickly! Back to the school quickly!"

"What's so urgent? I told you three times," Jiang Huan jumped off the tree, walked over and said, "Could it be that the Huaxia Academy is in trouble again? Isn't this kind of thing always managed by the old Su? It's rare to see the principal Send a letter."

The paper cranes dissipated, Feng Yueci shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't know."

At this time, Jiang Zhimeng poked his head out of the door suddenly, blinked his eyes and said, "I stopped listening to the piano. Your Majesty, Daojun, can I come in?"

Jiang Huan said: "Come here, just to ask you, what happened to Huaxia Academy recently?"

Jiang Zhimeng ran over with a smile and said, "The school is very good, I haven't heard of any accidents. Oh, yes, I'm here to inform His Majesty that people from all families have arrived one after another. Father and brother are busy these days. I couldn't spare my hand, so I asked me to run."

Jiang Huan said: "Is everyone here?"

Jiang Zhimeng said: "Most of them have come, some are still on the road farther away, that is Ye's family, that, you know..."

The Jiang Ye family has been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and it is impossible for anyone to go to the other's house.

What's more, the Ye family is notoriously aloof and arrogant. They didn't pay attention to the Hall of Four Lords before, and now they won't talk to Emperor Jiang. Unless the devil king returns, the Ye family will treat everyone the same.

Seeing Ye Yunqi's appearance, Jiang Huan could not understand the virtues of the Ye family, and said casually: "Leave the Ye family alone, A Yue and I will go to their house to attend the Chongling Sea Banquet later on. Do the math, How many days will it take for the one farthest away from Jiang's house to come?"

Jiang Zhimeng counted with his fingers, and said, "It will take half a month at most for the spirit boat to come."

Jiang Huan said: "Okay, you go and tell them, and I will see them again in three days."

Jiang Zhimeng nodded like a chick pecking rice, looked at Feng Yueci again, and whispered: "Your Majesty, there is one more thing..."

Jiang Huan put one hand on Feng Yueci's shoulder, beckoning her to speak.

Jiang Zhimeng stepped back to a relatively safe distance before he dared to blush and shout: "Daddy asked when you will go to the Huaxia Academy to make an appointment. We have prepared the betrothal gift for you!"

Jiang Huan: "..."

Feng Yueci raised his eyes, his gaze was as light as smoke.

Jiang Zhimeng felt guilty at the bottom of his heart, laughed dryly, and hurriedly slipped away with his head in his arms.

Feng Yue resigned, "The bride price?"

Jiang Huan hugged his shoulder from behind, smiled and bent over, praised: "Not bad, old Jiang is really a smart person, I finally know who this little girl learned her cleverness from."

Feng Yueci gently pushed him away, got up and walked out of the pavilion, and said calmly: "It is said in the book that the dowry is for the man to give to the woman for the purpose of betrothal."

Jiang Huan listened to his earnest correction, laughed even harder, walked over to kiss him, and teased him with a half-smile: "If Ah Yue is willing, the dowry is also fine, I don't care."

Feng Yueci looked at him quietly.

Jiang Huan kissed him on the cheek again, and said: "Forget about the Jiang family's preparations. I have personally built a nine-fold sky tower for you. It should be acceptable as a betrothal gift."

Feng Yue resigned: "There is no need for these."

Jiang Huan said: "Then what does Ah Yue want? I'll find it for you and give it to you."

Feng Yue resigned and said, "Wang Ting is very good."

Jiang Huan was startled, a smile spread from his eyes, his whole body seemed to be soaked in sugar water, so sweet, "Does Ah Yue think I'm better than anything else?"

Feng Yueci nodded and said, "Yes."

Jiang Huan looked into his eyes and said with a serious smile: "Then I will give myself to you, when will we get married?"

Marriage is common people's saying.

For practitioners, getting married means becoming a Taoist couple, who will never leave and never leave, and share life and death together.

If one day you get tired and tired, you won't be able to separate easily, but if you separate from each other, you will have to pay a huge price.

Jiang Huan was sure that he would not.

He has loved Fengyueci for more than 6000 years, and this love has never cooled down. He climbed to the ninth level for it, fell into reincarnation for it, and pursued it hard for life and life. Until now, he has fulfilled his wish, but he still feels that it is not enough.

Jiang Huan said: "Now we can cultivate both mind and soul, you don't have to worry about your mind and soul getting involved with me. In the picture of looking at the moon, A Yue once said that he wanted to fulfill my dream, but does it still count?"

He watched Feng Yueci intently, not giving him the slightest chance to escape.

Feng Yueci never avoided it, his eyes were clear and open, and he said, "It counts."

It was as if Jiang Huan's heart had been lightly pricked by his spirit-sealing arrow. He was not injured at all, but it exploded like fireworks in an instant, overflowing with endless excitement and joy.

"Your Majesty! Woohoo, I really didn't intend to disturb you! But..." Jiang Zhimeng covered his face with his hands and ran back, wanting to beat himself to death, and said: "Mr. Li and the others are here, let me pass them on! "

Why does everyone call her Tongchuan!

Is she the only one who is free?

She is also very afraid of death, okay?

Jiang Huan glanced over coldly, obviously murderous.

Jiang Zhimeng shrunk her neck, quickly pretended to be pitiful, and stared at Feng Yueci: "Dao Jun..."

Feng Yue resigned, "Bring them here."

Jiang Zhimeng said: "Yes!"

Qing Niu turned around, and a spirit butterfly with its wings hooked was hanging from the corner of its head. It rushed to the wind and shook its tail: "Moo! Moo!"

Feng Yueci raised his hand and brushed it away, let go of Lingdie, and touched the horns of Qing Niutou.

Qingniu happily went to play with Lingdie again.

Jiang Huan was angry and hurt the innocent Qingniu, saying: "Stupid cow, forget about stewing the soup."

Feng Yueci patted Jiang Huan's head again to comfort him.

Jiang Huan: "..."

When Jiang Zhimeng led Li Mianxi and the others over, he had already whispered that His Majesty was in a bad mood and told them to be more careful when speaking, but was surprised to find that His Majesty was in a better mood again, and sat with Daojun to make tea.

Feng Yueci poured water by pressing his sleeve, the action was very pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Huan helped to hold the water bottle, without raising his head, he said, "Little friend, is your injury healed?"

Except for Li Mianxi, the Wu brothers, the Lin sisters, and Ji Shiyan all followed.Everyone else was normal, except that the atmosphere between Wu Shuangya and Li Mianxi was obviously not right, anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

Everyone saluted together first, then Li Mianxi said softly: "There is no serious problem, thank you... His Majesty Jiang Di."

After going through a battle, the young boy finally has a change. That change is not in appearance or temperament, but in his bones.

He is no longer a simple third son Li or a school student, but also one of the four generals, a formless phantom.