Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Luo Han received many prayers every day, most of which were read by her with one click, and only a few that caught her attention would be opened.

Coincidentally, someone succeeded in attracting her attention today.

Luo Han saw the prayer sent by the high priest of the Wu clan. They beaten the male and female lead and the male pair not long ago. It is conceivable that the high priest of the Wu clan was cursing Luo Han or Ling Qingxiao.

With a little curiosity, Luo Han clicked on the prayer of the Witch Clan High Priest.

Very good, it was for Luo Han.

The smile on Luo Han's face was more friendly.

But when the parents are officials, they can't be honest with them. It's just that no matter what the Witch High Priest prays, I'm afraid it won't come true.

Bringing Luo Han's name to complain to Tian Dao, there will be ghosts if they succeed.

After Luo Han closed the prayers of the high priest, he planned to go to sleep. But before turning off the bracelet, Luo Han hesitated.

As a god, she is destined that most of her can't look at things in personal feelings. The high priest of the Witch tribe said that she was wicked, and Luo Han was too lazy to pay attention to it. However, since Luo Han knew that the Witch tribe was annihilated in his prayer, he couldn't just ignore it.

Luo Han had seen the news of Wuyou City from Ling Qingxiao, and knew that the Wu Clan Miezugai was the blessing of Ye Chongyu and Yun Menghan. But the high priest of the Wu clan didn't know, he still trusted those two people to this day, seriously protecting Yunmenghan, and working hard for Ye Chongyu.

If he knew the truth, how broken it would be.

Luo Han sighed slightly, God has the virtue of living well. Before falling into the fire pit, God will give anyone a chance to awaken.

Luo Han reopened the panel and responded to the prayer she had previously closed.

The high priest of the Witch tribe prayed for a long time and threw out the divination card. He has divination three times, every time it is empty, this time when he throws it out, he has expected nothing.

However, this time, the tortoise shell collided on the ground and formed a strange shape. The high priest of the Witch Clan was stunned, and understood the meaning of this hexagram.

God warned him not to trust people around him.

The high priest was completely stunned. What does this mean? He has never received a clear response before. Divination is more like a procedure and a etiquette among the Witch tribe, which has long lost its practical effect.

At this time, there was a sudden noise behind him, and the high priest woke up suddenly, and subconsciously put away the dominoes. Yun Menghan stepped on the grass, and when he saw him, he immediately rushed over in surprise: "High priest, why are you here?"

The witch tribe high priest was holding the dominoes in his hand, and seeing Yunmenghan at the moment, he didn't know how to react.

"Miss Yun, why are you here?"

"I can't sleep, so I want to talk to someone. The Demon King is healing, and the Demon Lord is also busy. I can only come to you."

The Witch Clan high priest responded and fell silent. He is isolated from the world and doesn't know much about the interpersonal relationship with the outside world, but he still knows the most basic emotional intelligence.

How should Yun Menghan say these words, it would have put him too low. She always had no intention of doing this. The Witch Clan High Priest knew that she had no intentions, but she repeated it again and again, no man could bear it.

Except for the Red Lotus Demon King, a monster that doesn't consider the future and has no morals. It turned out that the high priest of the Witch tribe had always felt that Ye Chongyu was so affectionate and coldly met Yunmenghan, but now the high priest suddenly discovered that the two people are drifting away, and it may not be just a matter of one person.

Yun Menghan didn't notice anything. She sat next to the high priest without asking. She didn't care that the high priest was praying. There might be something inconvenient for outsiders to see. The witch tribe high priest silently collected the sacrificial supplies and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm worried about Feng Yuchen." Yunmeng frowned, immersed in his own world, and said, "He was taken away by his sister. His sister... is neither gentle nor friendly, just in case he treats him harshly. What can I do?"

The high priest of the Wu clan couldn't help frowning. With a good intention, he reminded Yun Menghan again: "This is the family affair of their Phoenix clan. He returned to the clan and lived with his mother and clan members. There would be nothing wrong with him. "

"What if he doesn't like it?"

The Witch Clan high priest paused and asked: "Then what do you think?"

Let Feng Yuchen stay with Yunmenghan forever? But Yunmenghan is already married.

Yun Menghan fumbled, she said: "I didn't think about breaking him and his relatives, I was just worried about him. He once told me that the days in Wuzhou are boring and boring, how can the outside world be rich and colorful. The family will take it back forcibly, and it will definitely not be happy."

When the Witch Clan high priest heard these things, his face showed a bitter smile. He once felt that the outside world was rich and colorful, much better than the Wu village. It wasn't until later that the Wu clan died, and he wanted to go back but couldn't. The high priest really realized how extravagant it is to live with the clan.

The high priest of the witch tribe said: "If I could, I would rather be the one who was captured today. When I was a child, I would be punished by the master if I made a mistake. Then my master died, and I took his mantle and became a master Priest. I wish I would always be a piece of rotten wood. Every time I make a mistake, someone will scold me, and every time I sneak away, I will be caught and punished."

The high priest's eyes were full of nostalgia, and sorrow slowly overflowed. He knew it was impossible, and he would never wait for those who punish him and scold him. He prayed several times in his dreams, hoping that God Nuwa, master, elder, or any other tribe would appear in his dreams, and it would be fine to scold him and beat him. Who made him a high priest but neglected his duty? But no, not once, maybe it was too disappointed, they didn't even want to dream.

Yun Menghan finally realized that she had said the wrong thing, she shut up, waited for a while, and said dryly: "They won't blame you."

The high priest was grieved and covered his eyes with force, and forcibly endured crying: "If they don't blame me, then I have no self-confidence. I hate myself for dereliction of duty and secretly leaving the village, causing the murderer to take advantage of the void and kill the whole village. They are all unarmed old people and children. If I were there, even if I didn't have the power of a battle, at least I could open the barrier and let them escape into the altar. But when I was not there, the altar could not be opened. They were slaughtered outside the altar alive. "

Yun Menghan was completely silent, she lowered her head as if she was thinking about something. The high priest of the Witch tribe lowered his hand, tears in his eyes, and murderous intent: "Now I don't want to live alone, I just want to die with the murderer. And the person who leaked the address of the village, I will never let go. He. By the way, the artifact..."

After the witch clan high priest had finished speaking, he was about to talk to Yun Menghan about the artifact. He turned his head and saw Yun Menghan's eyes drooping, looking very surprised.

What the Witch Clan High Priest wanted to say was suddenly stuck, and he unexpectedly remembered the hexagram that he had just seen.

Don't trust people around you.

Besides Yun Menghan, who else is beside him?

The high priest of the Witch tribe was so terrified for a moment that he couldn't control the expression on his face. He heard himself trembling, asking Yun Menghan: "Miss Yun, do you know any clues?"

Yun Menghan's body shuddered, she bit her lip hard, her eyes half drooped and said, "I don't know."

"Then do you know the person who leaked the address of the village?"

Yun Menghan's dodge meaning became more obvious. She could hardly sit still, stood up with a squeak, and said, "I don't know."

Yun Menghan also found that her performance was too strange. She immediately concealed the expression on her face, pretending to be nothing, smiled at the high priest of the Wu clan, and asked: "High priest, you just talked about the artifact. What happened to the artifact? "

The Witch Clan high priest carefully looked at the person in front of him, as if he had known her for the first time. Just when Yunmenghan couldn’t help but want to escape, the high priest shook his head and said, “It’s nothing. There are a lot of tricks outside the artifact. Obtaining artifacts is very dangerous. If you want to get something, you must be careful."

·

In the underworld, Luo Han rested all night, and as soon as he went out, he saw Ling Qingxiao sitting in the outer hall reading a book. He saw Luo Han come out, put away the book, and walked towards her naturally: "Wake up? How was your sleep last night?"

"It's okay." Luo Han commented truthfully, "Wangchuan River is full of ghosts. I thought it would be noisy last night, but I didn't expect it to be very quiet, and there was no sound of wolves crying and ghosts howling."

Ling Qingxiao smiled and said, "I want to deal with it quickly after reincarnation recently, so let's have less grievances."

The ghost officer waiting to be dispatched in the fortress dare not speak. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is here with such a big ancestor, and no ghost dared to approach it as soon as the coercion opened thousands of miles. It was strange to hear the cry of the ghost in the river.

Luo Han didn't know much about the operating mechanism of the underworld, but the immediate boss of the underworld's immediate boss said so, it was true that he thought it would be true.

The noise incident last night was just an episode. Luo Han quickly remembered more important things. She changed the subject and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No." Ling Qingxiao asked without blinking, "What do you want to eat?"

Since Ling Qingxiao hadn't eaten it, Luo Han followed Cengfan with confidence. Luo Han sat at the table and said casually: "Suddenly I want to eat Yangtchi Li."

But a kind of fruit, Ling Qingxiao nodded gently and said: "Okay, I will let them prepare."

The ghost officer who was attending was stunned when he heard His Majesty the Emperor was going to eat, and when he heard the girl say a kind of fruit only produced in the immortal world, he was stunned again.

The underworld is full of yin and evil spirits, there is no sunshine all year round, and there is no plant growth at all. Only the other side flower that feeds on resentment and blood can survive. In a hurry, where should they go to find Yang Chi Li?

Luo Han vaguely remembered that he had heard people say that the underworld was not angry and did not grow plants. Along the way, it seems that I have never seen vegetation on both sides of the strait. Luo Han asked: "I heard that there are no plants in the underworld. Will it be inconvenient to eat Yangtchi lily?"

"No." Ling Qingxiao responded lightly, and glanced to the side very lightly, "The underworld is rich in resources, and they are naturally convenient."

The people on both sides swallowed back what they were about to say, gritting their teeth to "be convenient". After a while, the people in the hall quietly retired, and quickly ran outside to transport Yangtchi Li.

Ling Qingxiao had anticipated that Luo Han would want to eat, and had the kitchen prepared yesterday. Luo Han suddenly wanted to eat Yangzhili and caught everyone by surprise. In addition, breakfast was readily available. The exquisite pans and discs were brought up. There were not many things to eat in the underworld, but it was surprising. The people who served saw Luo Han's curious eyes and quickly seized the opportunity to introduce Luo Han.

Luo Han is never hesitating to praise beautiful things. She frequently praised the waiter. The waiter was overwhelmed by the repeated praise and blurted out: "Fairy, these cakes are just unique in appearance. In fact, the real specialty of our underworld is the wine from the other side."

After the waiter said this, he felt the Emperor glance lightly at him. In an instant, the waiter woke up from a state of turmoil and cried out.

How did he forget that the Emperor of Heaven does not like to drink, and when he reported the menu yesterday, his Majesty specifically removed the Bi'an wine from the list. As a result, he was overwhelmed for a while and said it out.

The waiter couldn't wait to go back in time and stop his mouth. However, what he said was irreversible. When Luo Han heard Bi'an wine, he was immediately aroused and asked, "What kind of wine is this? Is it made with Bi'an flowers?"

The waiter secretly went to see the Emperor, but the beautiful and cold Majesty just sat at the desk and reached out to pour a glass of water for the woman beside him. The waiter became more anxious. Is your Majesty happy or unhappy?

But he didn't dare not answer what Luo Han said. The waiter exhausted his life's greatest eyesight, looking at Luo Han with one eye, and secretly looking at His Majesty's face with the other, and said carefully: "Go back to the fairy, It is made with Bian flowers. This wine borrowed the name Bian, but the taste is no different from ordinary wine."

The waiters are full of survival desire, and even begin to slander their own specialties. However, Luo Han didn't care about the taste, and she didn't like drinking, and ordering wine was just to taste the local customs. Luo Han happily made a decision and said, "Okay, bring up a jug and ask for two sets of wine utensils."

The waiter hesitated to speak but stopped, constantly peeking at Ling Qingxiao. Luo Han noticed the waiter's strangeness and looked at Ling Qingxiao strangely. Ling Qingxiao smiled slightly, and said to the waiter in an easygoing manner: "Go get it."

The waiter's eyes were dark, and he felt that his stable official career was probably over.

Soon, Bi'an wine was delivered to the table. Luo Han looked at the jug in front of him curiously, the liquor was as red as blood, contained in the crystal jug, indescribably beautiful. Luo Han poured a glass, sniffed at the tip of his nose, and asked: "I heard that the Bian flower represents desperate love. Will wine made from the Bian flower have any effect? ​​For example, the love in the previous life is perfect, and the wine is sweet. If it ends with a tragedy, is it bitter?"

Ling Qingxiao frowned unconsciously when she heard such words. Why did he hear the smell of slander? The waiter scratched his head and said: "This argument is widely circulated in the mortal world, but no matter how magical the Bian flower is, it is only planting plants and trees. How can it spy on reincarnation and change its taste? Bian wine tastes slightly bitter, mellow, and has great stamina. There will be a little psychedelic effect. As for the other effects...the little ones have never heard of them."

Okay, Luo Han satisfied his curiosity and opened his lips to take a sip. Ling Qingxiao was a little nervous after seeing her not moving for a long time, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Han looked at Ling Qingxiao seriously: "I think this wine is not right."

Ling Qingxiao's back tightened suddenly, and even her aura changed: "What's wrong?"

Luo Han took the wine glass and approached Ling Qingxiao and said, "You will know if you taste it."

Ling Qingxiao didn't drink. He was about to refuse, and suddenly realized that this was Luo Han's glass. Thanks to his good eyesight, he could see where Luo Han's lips were pressed just now.

Ling Qingxiao hesitated for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Han's wine glass was handed to Ling Qingxiao's lips. Ling Qingxiao pushed it halfway, bowed his head and took a sip. After that, he carefully felt the taste in the wine and frowned secretly.

The taste is no different from what the waiter just said, slightly bitter, mellow, and slightly stamina. What is wrong?

Seeing his serious appearance, Luo Han couldn't help but smile: "Of course something is wrong. Do you think it is sweet?"

Ling Qingxiao was stunned for a moment before realizing what she was talking about. Luo Han put down his wine glass, and said with a sensation: "You are doing everything well, and your love should be fulfilled, no matter in the past or in this life."

This is the most pleasant explanation for the perfect life that Ling Qingxiao has ever heard. He accepted it easily and gave Luo Han a smile with a smile: "This is natural. So will you."

At the end of this breakfast, the person who was going to transport the Yangzhili finally returned. Luo Han saw the red Yangzhili on a delicate plate, properly placed in front of her, the branches and leaves seemed to be condensed with fresh dew. Luo Han picked one up, looked back and forth, and sighed in anguish: "Trouble, I don't want to peel it."

Upon hearing this, Ling Qingxiao reached out and took Yangzhili from her. Luo Han was shocked when he saw his posture, was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I didn't mean that."

"I know." Ling Qingxiao's slender fingers slid lightly, and the hard shell was melted away, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside. Ling Qingxiao used spiritual power to remove the nucleus, and said: "The underworld has heavy yin and Yangzhili is hot, so I don't eat too much."

Ling Qingxiao handed the processed pulp to Luo Han's mouth. Luo Han looked at him in surprise, lowered his head tentatively, and bit the pulp. The underworld waiter stood aside, already dumbfounded.

He pinched himself silently, is he blind, or is there something wrong with his memory? The pain rushed to the brain, the waiter trembled, and the chaotic brain was finally clever.

He understood. He didn't expect that the most supreme flower of Gaoling in the Six Realms would descend to the earth with vigor and vigor. If he wanted to come to the Heavenly Palace, he would soon welcome the mistress.

Ling Qingxiao took the initiative to skin Luo Han, somewhat inexplicably compensating. It was Tang Ren once, and it was once when he had just drunk. Although Luo Han took the initiative, he took advantage of others after all. Ling Qingxiao has practiced swords since he was a child, and is good at refining tools. Skinning couldn't be easier for him.

But after feeding one, Ling Qingxiao seemed to have turned on some switch and suddenly found joy. He peeled Yang Chi Li intact and removed any imperfections in it, and then handed it to Luo Han, watching her bite something from his fingertips.

Luo Han's lip color was originally light red, but when he was eating, the corners of his lips were stained with juice, and the color became attractive blush. Ling Qingxiao looked at her lips full of water, and a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

He buckled the back of Luo Han's head, covered the ruddy patch, and tasted the juice from the corners of her lips. Maybe more than that, he can go deep, bite...

Ling Qingxiao came back to his senses abruptly, and even a taste appeared in his mind, which was the smell of fresh oranges. Why does he have this association? Was it the other side wine that made him hallucinate, or is it true?

When Ling Qingxiao was stunned, she made a mistake in judging the distance between her fingers and moved a little forward. Unexpectedly, Luo Han bit his fingertips in one bite. Luo Han quickly let go and apologized: "I'm sorry I didn't pay attention. Did the bite hurt?"

Ling Qingxiao retracted his hand, rubbing the tooth mark with his thumb completely unconsciously. After he had done all this, his mind seemed to return to work. Ling Qingxiao was very embarrassed and said, "It's okay."

Ling Qingxiao said "It's okay" to believe it, and Luo Han hurriedly pulled his hand over. Ling Qingxiao wanted to hide, but didn't avoid it, and said helplessly: "It's really okay."

At this time, he felt a little regretful, the dragon skin was thick and thick, and no sharp object could leave marks on the skin. This used to be the protection that Ling Qingxiao was proud of, but now, he blamed the dragon race for recovering too quickly, and he couldn't leave any tooth marks.

Ling Qingxiao’s reliable impression was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Luo Han only felt that he had read it wrong and bit Ling Qingxiao’s finger. She held these beautiful hands and blamed herself very much: "Fortunately, there are no scars, otherwise I don't know how to apologize."

When Ling Qingxiao heard it, her eyebrows moved, and she asked, "How is a compensation law?"

Luo Han raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Why don't you bite it back?"

Ling Qingxiao is worthy of being the emperor of heaven for more than four thousand years. In this environment, he is still calm and calm. Luo Han held back a smile, stretched out his wrist and shook it, and said, "I mean the wrist. Do you want to bite it back?"

Ling Qingxiao no longer realized that he had been playing for so many years in vain. He gave Luo Han a cold and majestic look and said, "Keep it for now."

We will settle accounts together later.

After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, she stood up and left without waiting for her. Luo Han didn't dare to laugh out loud, for fear of annoying this one again. She hurried to catch up, grasping his hand that was "injured" skillfully, and said: "Blame me, I didn't notice it. Such a beautiful hand can't leave scars, and then I will take good care of it. Let's take care of it. Go look for that stone now?"

Ling Qingxiao gave a faint hum, even if he agreed. The palm of the hand was Luo Han's slender palm. Ling Qingxiao silently clenched his hand, but in his heart he was arranging a longer-term plan.

It was Luo Han who said he wanted to bite back. The Emperor of Heaven never said empty words. He said that he would make arrangements in the future, so the arrangements must be made properly.