Chapter 30 What about you?

Hidden thorns emerge and prick the heart.

A natural spirit body... no matter how rare it is, it will still be defeated by him.

"I remember that it's not time for you to return to Beijing."

Yue Lingheng spoke up to break the calm.

It is impossible for all the demon catchers to gather in the capital. A few must be randomly selected from various places for long-term patrols and guarding.

He Yaoguang is one of them.

However, she is not someone willing to live below them.

"Senior Brother Yue, I have been appreciated by Concubine Yao, and I will stay in the Imperial Capital from now on." As she said that, she glanced at Yan Conling again, "As well as this autumn hunting, the Holy Emperor has entrusted the matter to me."

Yan Conling finally reacted.

He raised his gaze and met the other person's eyes, which were burning with provocative fire.

She subconsciously turned to look at her second senior brother.

As expected, Yue Lingheng also frowned slightly, looking confused.

Autumn hunting used to be carried out in the woods to the south.

Deep mountains and dense forests, with complicated vegetation, can easily nourish and hide some evil spirits. The emperor was a noble man with a wealth of money, so he naturally had to do a lot of inspections before traveling.

Such important matters related to the emperor's safety are usually handled by experienced old men in the Demon Suppression Department, and they only do the basics.

Unexpectedly, this year, when Concubine Yao blew the wind from her pillow, this opportunity would fall into the hands of He Yaoguang.

There was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in her heart. It wasn't until He Yaoguang left that Yan Conling called out, "Senior brother..."

The emperor has the aura of a true dragon to protect his body, so it stands to reason that evil spirits cannot do anything about him.

But everything must be done just in case, and the old emperor is not very clear-headed. Even if he is just frightened, there may be a wave of turmoil underneath.

Concubine Yao Guifei spent a lot of money to repair the dilapidated temple after receiving a dream, which is the best example.

"fine."

Yue Lingheng also thought of this and comforted her.

"Although Junior Sister He has a weird temper, she is still reliable when it comes to business matters."

indeed.

After all, he is a roll king.

Seeing that dusk was approaching and the two were about to separate, Yan Conling suddenly turned back and grabbed Yue Lingheng's sleeve.

She turned her back to the setting sun, the shade of the trees swaying behind her, and her eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Senior brother, I just suddenly thought of...why do you think Concubine Yao appreciates Senior Sister He?"

She had never been interested in the Demon Suppression Division before.

But last time, she firmly wanted to betroth herself to the Sixth Prince Ning Mozhang as his concubine...

"I remember..." She paused, her voice filled with uneasiness, "The Sixth Prince must be old enough to marry."

"You mean..." Yue Lingheng brought her up with one hand and understood quickly, "The imperial concubine has fallen in love with Junior Sister He again? Do you want to point it out to the Sixth Prince?"

Yan Conngling acquiesced.

Counting her, this is the second one.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but Concubine Yao doesn't choose a noble daughter from a prominent family for her own son, but instead has a soft spot for them to catch the demon master.

Yue Lingheng said, "This is indeed strange, but Junior Sister He may not agree to it."

"I might not agree to it originally." Yan Conling showed a wry smile and glanced at Lou Qixue beside him, "After meeting him, I don't know for sure."

You know, He Yaoguang always loves to compete with her.

This man is arrogant and devoted to the Tao. Whether Ning Mozhang likes him or not is another matter, but being a tool is a sure thing.

Yan Conling couldn't help but sigh, "Fengzi, dragons and grandsons of the Tian family are so pitiful."

I can't decide the marriage, now I have to invite a great god into the house.

Lou Qixue, who was silent all the way, glanced at her, and his canine teeth started to itch again.

This man has no self-awareness at all.

Obviously he is also a marriage tool, but he still has the nerve to laugh at the same time.

"She treats marriage as a child's play." The young man suddenly stopped, his dark eyes and hot breath approaching her, "What about you?"

The issues that could not be spoken out until death in the previous life were thrown out early this time and exposed to the sun.

Underneath the eagerness is a hint of fragile hope.

Yan Conngling didn't expect that he would be so direct.

She paused on the spot, stunned by the question.

When thinking, the eyes will always be lowered, subconsciously blocking the thoughts in the eyes.

The sunset coated the thick long eyelashes with a bright color, as bright as blood.

The room was quiet and windless, and only the shallow breathing of the two people and the young man's rapid heartbeat could be heard.

After a moment, she finally raised her head and looked at him.

Smile lightly.

"Nature is different from her."

The same expression on the wedding day.

Even though he knew the answer, Lou Qixue's blood ran cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He trembled his eyelashes and looked at her silently for a long time without saying anything.

The setting sun happened to cut a thin line between the two of them, like a barrier between them.

"what happened?"

Yan Conling finally realized that something was wrong with his expression.

He stretched out his hand to help, but was blocked.

——"Don't you give up yet? You see, she is a heartless and cruel person."

The familiar nightmare-like voice lingered around his ears again, and the ends of Lou Qixue's eyes were stained with crimson.

The figure in front of him began to shake, as hazy as the moon in the water.

The constant voice seemed to be able to peek into his true inner thoughts.

——"Remember Lou Qixue? You wanted to kill her when you first came back, but you softened your heart when you saw her."

Is such that.

The person who killed him was Yan Conling a hundred years later.

She is only eighteen years old now... What is wrong with eighteen-year-old Yan Conngling?

——"So you changed your mind and wanted to change the outcome, but what's the use now? Go back to the Imperial Capital with her in advance, save her in the ruined temple, bring money to rescue her senior brother... She still doesn't care about you after all. Variety."

——"If this continues, she will still kill you in the end, but Lou Qixue, do you still have a second chance to be resurrected?"

The last sentence was like a needle pricking a critical point. Lou Qixue suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his golden vertical pupils emerged.

"Lou Qixue!"

The tightening force came from his neck, and the pain from the back of his head hitting the ground made him regain his clarity.

As the demon's power surged, the Dharma Body half appeared.

The light in the room was dim, and the girl was sitting on his waist surrounded by nine snow-white fox tails. Seeing that he was awake, she finally let go of her hand on his neck.

She reached out and took the oil lamp on the table, and the light fell, forming a bundle with the afterglow of the setting sun, enveloping him.

In the warm light, the girl's voice was calm and her eyes were clear, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell down and was tightly wrapped into a cool embrace.

Perhaps it was due to the demonic power being out of control. The man's hands seemed to be trembling, and his inaudible voice was like the lowest begging.

"Do not kill me……"

He just wanted an ending to live by her side, that's all.

Yan Conling was a little amused, and moved the oil lamp to look at the head he hit, "How come you can have nightmares even in the clear day? Why should I kill you when you are so good?"

"It's true that I'm a demon catcher, but a demon catcher doesn't kill demons, and I don't talk about right and wrong."

There was one sentence she didn't ask.

Why are you marrying her if you are so afraid of her?
  (End of this chapter)

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