My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 16 Yunshan
  "hurry up."

It wasn't until the girl called out in a hoarse voice that Lou Qixue woke up as if from a dream.

Riding his horse to catch up a few steps closer, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with Yan Conngling's state.

The hand holding the reins was tightened a lot, and you could even see the faint blue blood vessels under the back of the hand. She bent over and lowered her face, as if she was gritting her teeth and holding back something...

"From the spirit?"

Lou Qixue saw something was wrong, and with a slight push, he jumped from his horse to behind her.

The moment her body came close to her, it felt soft and hot.

He was stunned for a moment, then understood, lowered his head and asked softly in his ear, "...are you suffering from residual poison?"

Yan Conngling never imagined that the second attack would be more difficult than the first.

The masculine aura like clear leaves in the forest enveloped her, and what was even worse was that the other party wanted to whisper close to her, his warm breath caressing her, like the tips of claws teasing her.

Yan Conling's eyes only fell on the other person's hand that wrapped around his wrist. It was as bright as the bright moon, with clearly visible joints and veins without losing the sense of strength...

My thoughts gradually became muddled, and I could only vaguely respond with one word, "Well..."

She didn't know much about the poison. Even though I don’t know the pattern and triggers of the attacks, I still realize that the time is too close.

It hasn’t been long since last time, and today I just entered the palace...

He turned his body to the side, subconsciously trying to get away.

But the next moment there was a hand on the waist, pulling the person closer.

"Don't move. What if your face touches the ground?"

Yan Conngling: "..."

The other party was still nagging, "I wanted to talk to you earlier. You don't cherish yourself at all. There are also those marks on your body. You can tell that you are often injured on missions..."

Yan Conling gritted his teeth: "...can you hurry up?"

A big male fox is really a mother-in-law.

...

"...Can you hurry up?"

The second time he said this, Yan Conling's voice had calmed down, but he still gritted his teeth and his voice was even hoarse than before.

"We foxes are like that."

Lou Qixue's cold porcelain-colored slender wrists were still wrapped around her loose bell hair rope. Just now this thing was ringing in my ears, making me feel sleepy.

That is the Qingxin Bell.

When she first entered Yunshan, she was trapped in nightmares several times and became unstable. So the uncle specially strung this hair rope so that she could stay alert at all times and break free as soon as possible.

So unless it was intentional, as soon as the bell rang, her mind would be in chaos...

The young man glanced at her impatient expression and the thin red eyes. Feeling warm and weak at the same time, he quickly stroked Yan Conling's hair and comforted her softly.

"Just wait two hours and it will be fine..."

But he still got kicked.

It was almost dawn in two hours, and Yan Conling couldn't keep up the disguise anymore and cursed.

"damn thing!"

If I had known better, I wouldn't have looked for canines.

"????"

...

Yunshan is not a mountain, but a continuous mountain.

Continuous and towering into the clouds. The premise is that those graves are ignored, and they really have the ethereal atmosphere of the fairy family.

Yan Conling put two fingers on his lips.

After a loud whistle, a dark shadow shrouded the scene, and the wind blew around the clothes.

A huge one-eyed black eagle swooped down from the highest point.

In his past life and now, Lou Qixue could count the number of times he came to Yunshan on one hand.

Yan Conling rarely told him about her own affairs, let alone the past. What he could understand was basically pieced together from some details and traces after living together for a long time.

Occasionally I will mention it when I think of it, but in the end the other party will put it aside with various reasons.

"There are only a few people in our Yunshan lineage. Except for my uncle who rarely comes back, now there are only my master and uncle in the mountain gate." Since they were about to meet, Yan Conling briefly introduced him, "Everyone in Yunshan We will only accept a group of destined disciples, and we will not accept any more disciples until a new leader takes over."

Therefore, there is actually a huge shortage of demon catchers.

"You should have heard of my master's name. He has accepted a total of four disciples. You have already met those two senior brothers. There is also a senior sister who is the guardian of the Styx River."

"Styx..." Lou Qixue lowered her eyes.

He had only met Yan Conngling's senior sister once in his previous life.

In my impression, she was a woman wrapped in a black robe and carrying a strange bone sword, like a hellish Rakshasa.

It is said that the fate of the Seven Kills is extremely evil, so it is possible to suppress the unjust souls of the Styx... But on the day the Demon Suppression Tower was destroyed, the Styx was involved in a riot, and her life and death were unknown.

That was also the year when Yan Conling took over Yunshan and put the sword into his heart with his own hands...

"In addition, there is my uncle."

Seeing him lowering his eyes and saying nothing, Yan Conling only thought it was because he heard Xuanyuezi's name, "She is not as famous as my master. She has rarely gone down the mountain in the past hundred years. She is the guardian of Yunshan Mountain."

Lou Qixue's eyes flashed slightly.

Yun Sui's name may not have much reaction among the human race these years.

But for the demon, it is definitely a change of color.

There was a big age difference between him and Yan Conling, so they knew better.

The former best swordsman in the world, before he was seriously injured and retired, was like a locust passing by, and the demons under the sword were not alive.

The only person who wants to defeat such a person is herself...

"What do you have in your sleeve?"

Before setting off, Yan Conling noticed that he stuffed a large bag of bulging stuff into his sleeve.

"Meeting gift."

Lou Qixue felt that she was more confident in answering this time.

You know, your last life passed with nothing.

Although Yunshan is rich in demon hunters, Xuanyuezi and others treat him cordially and warmly, and don't care at all about his true identity.

Even if he didn't say it, they were very respectful and didn't mention it at all.

It can be said that except for the heartless person in front of him, Yunshan has never felt sorry for him.

"So particular, what kind of greeting gift?"

Naturally, Yan Conling didn't know what he was thinking, so she only stared at the opponent's sleeves to guess.

"Roast chicken?"

Lou Qixue: "...Not all foxes like chickens."

Say no to stereotypes.

"Then what did you bring?"

"Spicy chicken..."

The fox may not like it, but Yan Conngling's master and uncle do.

The moment the flying eagle landed, you could see a worn-out plaque with the characters "Yunshan" hanging on it. It had slipped to one side because it was loose, and was hanging there swaying in the wind.

It is completely different from the imaginary paradise, Piaomiao Xianju.

Old houses that have not been repaired for many years can still be seen with spider web-like cracks. The cobblestone path winds all the way inward. Except for the weeds that can cover the upper part of the shoes, the only things that can be seen are fruits and vegetables.

Very rustic.

Yan Congling gently shook off a chicken that jumped on her shoes.

His eyes fell on the figure lying on the big rock.

To be more precise, face down, lying there.

The smell of alcohol is strong.

The woman has long hair, and her true age cannot be seen. Her robes were messy and uninhibited.

An empty gourd hangs dangling upside down from the slender fingertips, with residual wine dripping down and forming a frosty flower before it touches the ground...

(End of this chapter)