Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 32
Shi Youmeng's room was heavily guarded, as if guarding against something, Nangong Wuji insisted on sleeping with Shi Youmeng, probably because of another purpose, a well-intentioned purpose, to protect her.Of course, he had to admit that he wanted to.Leng Chen's observation during this period, he could see this clearly, Leng Chen shrugged, nodded at Can Yue, and Can Yue walked into the room.

Nightingale was lying on the eaves with her arms pillowed and her legs crossed, but her ears were listening to the wind and grass around her.The cold sword in Can Ye's hand was nestled in his hand all the time, and dozens of masters gathered in front and back of the room, and there was no way to get through.

A hidden guard pushed Nangong Wuji into the house, and he left the best hidden guards around him by Shi Youmeng's side. After finishing the matter, he didn't stop for a moment. Seeing Nangong Wuji come back, the cold sword in his hand disappeared instantly .

Nangong Wuji's long and slender jade hand suddenly raised, and a falling petal landed on his palm. He flipped his hand, and the petal flew across the night sky, tearing the silent night sky, and a drop of blood fell in the night sky. He grabbed the petals, but his fingertips were cut.His indifferent eyes are still cold, with no expression on his face, the black mist on his body slowly dissipates, revealing the untainted whiteness, and his chic posture like a banished fairy, his toes are on the eaves, as if suspended in the air .And the Xiaoyao Wang behind him also dispersed the black mist from his body, and a red figure caught up panting and landed on the roof.When she saw Nangong Wuji, she smiled charmingly and stared at him infatuatedly.

Everyone pulled out their blades, Nangong Wuji raised his hand coldly, Can Ye and the others bowed their heads in shame.

"It seems that you really cherish your ghost concubine so much, you have sent so many people to protect her!" King Xiaoyao smiled evilly, and no one could see through the light of those red phoenix eyes.

Nangong Wuji raised a wicked and cold smile on his thin lips, and said lightly, "Nightingale, why don't you send Xiaoyao Wang off respectfully?"

Nightingale jumped up and eighteen identical nightingales scattered from him in an instant, and immediately cast a net of heaven and earth, scattered in the air.

"The net of heaven and earth?" Princess Ling Xiao was shocked, and she flashed to Xiaoyao Wang's side, and the three of them gathered together.

The corner of Xiaoyao Wang's mouth twitched violently a few times, and he actually used formations to poke his spirit?Haunt him, make him unintentionally confront him again, damn it, Nangong Wuji, you are so ruthless!King Xiaoyao knows that this net will be harmless if you don't attack it, but it will trap him with no way out. If he wants to break through, it will take at least ten hours.As far as King Xiaoyao is concerned, it will take at least two hours. If you let Yu Yi break through by himself, it will take two and a half hours. If the three of them break through together, it will take one hour.

For an hour, this is a test of Xiaoyao Wang's patience. Xiaoyao Wang has everything, power, status, appearance, talent, martial arts, everything, but he just has no patience, especially with a group of people he doesn't care about. He even disdains to fight.

Nangong Wuji also knew this very well, so he used this trick to drive him away.

Xiaoyao Wang snorted coldly, turned around and retreated, and disappeared into the night sky.As soon as Princess Ling Xiao saw him leaving, she immediately turned around and stared at Nangong Wuji, as if she wanted to imprint him deeply in her mind before giving up.

"If you miss the beauty so much, you can't leave, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Yu Yi said indifferently, turned and disappeared into the night sky.

Princess Ling Xiao stared at Nangong Wuji with hurt eyes and finally disappeared in the door, even the last gap disappeared. She bit her red lips lightly, very unwilling, but she couldn't stay nostalgic. She turned around and left quickly.

In the room, Wan Yue saw Nangong Wuji coming in, and was about to say hello, Nangong Wuji's white and slender index finger was lightly placed on her lips, making a movement of silence, Wan Yue immediately pursed her lips, without opening her mouth, and tiptoed to fetch the face wash .From the corner of her eye, she looked at Shi Youmeng behind the bed curtain, she still didn't move, maybe she was too tired, she didn't wake up.

After washing up, Wan Yue walked out and closed the door gently, feeling very relaxed instantly, it was too oppressive inside, she dared not even breathe out.

"What's wrong? This expression?" Leng Chen lowered his head suddenly and asked.

"Shh, keep your voice down! Where's my brother?" Wan Yue pulled Leng Chen away, and saw that there was no one around in the tight surroundings, and there was no shadow of Wan Yue.

"My lord said that after King Xiaoyao leaves, no one will bother us, so we can go to rest. I'll wait for you here." Leng Chen said very straightforwardly, but a little dull.

Can Yue patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, her originally tense spirit was instantly released, and said, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

"It's nothing, why do you look like this, did you do something wrong again?"

"I didn't do anything, it was the lord, the lord really cares about the wangfei, just now he even quarreled and washed his hands lightly, and couldn't bear to make a sound, for fear of waking the wangfei." Canyue sat on the stone outside the courtyard, dragging the little girl with both hands. She looked at Leng Chen, and sighed in disappointment. Leng Chen is just a cold and dull person, how could he be like this?
Leng Chen stared dully at Can Yue, and also sat on the side, silent.

In the room, Nangong Wuji took off his robe and gently opened the bed curtain. When he saw the person who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, his eyes were instantly as warm as the sunshine in March, and like willows in April. If someone asked, Nangong Wuji Wuji's eyes, which are as cold as the twelfth lunar month and winter, and sharp as eagles, have ever had warmth. Then, the answer is, when he looked at Shi Youmeng, his eyes were cold at the moment when the wedding candles and red hijab fell, From doubts, temptations, peeps, curiosity, ripples, concerns, surprises, and warmth, all these seem to be more like the process of winter entering spring.

He flew up gently like a feather, and slowly landed beside her. His movements were gentle, afraid of disturbing her waking dream, he gently pulled the quilt away and lay down, and finally hugged her carefully in his arms. At this moment, he finally Peace of mind.After she left, he never felt as comfortable as he is now.

The faint scent of flowers, like jasmine, was faint, but it made him nostalgic. He took a deep breath, took off the mask with one hand, put it on the pillow, looked down at the sleeping person in his arms, and his heart was full of joy. .

"Shouldn't it be time for you to see the true face of this king?" Nangong Wuji's voice was very soft, as if he was asking her, but more like asking himself.With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew out the candles in the room, and that astonishing face disappeared into the night, but he faintly saw his satisfied smile, which appeared even more mysterious and charming in the darkness.Around her, he can always find a lot of strange and strange emotions. He doesn't like things that cannot be controlled, but she has become an exception for him.He deeply likes this strange feeling, he only decides according to his heart!

The sun was high, and the room was already bright. Shi Youmeng opened her eyes in a daze, and she suddenly found herself lying in a warm embrace. The sound of a solid and powerful heartbeat short-circuited her brain instantly, and she couldn't remember how he got in. , isn't she a light sleeper?Even the slightest movement could wake her up, so why was she so defenseless when he came in?The faint fragrance on his body is so reassuring, maybe it is because of his breath that she relaxes her vigilance so much, it must be like this, Shi Youmeng constantly comforts herself, making excuses for her behavior.

(End of this chapter)