Ugly girl turns over, mercenary mad concubine

The person walking up angrily left the two of them far behind. Huang Yanlie and Qin Zetian walked side by side, looking at his good brother with probing eyes, waiting for his answer.

"You think too much." Qin Zetian retracted his looking eyes, and responded to Huang Yanlie indifferently, and Huang Yanlie's brows were raised when he was obviously fooling.

"What else is there to hide between us?" The enchanting eyes were already stained with seriousness, looking at Qin Zetian with an attitude that he would never give up until he gave the answer.

Huang Yanlie's insistence made Qin Zetian pause a little bit, "Recently there are a lot of activities there, and I rarely go out."

"If you don't come up with a reason to go out, how can you give those people a chance to assassinate?"

Looking for opportunities to assassinate others, what kind of weird idea is this, Song Yunxi must have thought so, so Huang Yanlie was also puzzled.

"What's the meaning of doing this?" The Huang Yanlie referred to by 'those people' was naturally very clear, so what he didn't understand was the thinking of Qin Zetian, who was in the position of prince.

With a deep smile, "Father's body has been worse than before in the past year, so I have to make some preparations in advance."

Qin Zetian looked into the distance again with eagle eyes, but he couldn't find Song Yunxi's slim figure.

A faint mist has already emerged from the high mountain peak that seems to be piercing into the clouds, and those eagle eyes are also like the white mist at this moment, gathering and thickening.

Straightening his neck and climbing to the top of the mountain in one breath, Song Yunxi felt as if he was about to suffocate.

I have to say that this body is really bad, it's just a mountain and I almost died.

What I don't know is when such a thick white mist has gathered around me, I can hardly see my fingers, and the sky is a bit dark when I look up. Is it going to rain?

The chill was even worse, but Song Yunxi could vaguely hear footsteps, not Qin Zetian, not Huang Yanlie, the footsteps were very elegant.

Her phoenix eyes looked warily at the unknown person who was approaching her in the thick fog.

"Don't panic, don't be afraid." The voice with a smile pierced through the white mist and reached Song Yunxi's ears.

Obviously, he should be very alert, but after the sound reached his ears, he inexplicably felt a tendency to relax, just because of the sound.

It was really shocking. Realizing this, Song Yunxi became even more nervous.

A benevolent and kind-hearted monk appeared in front of Song Yunxi as the Buddhist beads burst out of the cassock.

The eyebrows and beards are all gray, and it looks like he is old, but the vigorous spirit is in contrast to the gray beard.

"Who are you?" This is a monastery, and the monk who appeared here must be from the Zhulan courtyard behind.

But even so, it should not be taken lightly.

"Mo asked." With kind eyebrows and kind eyes smiling, he flicked the prayer beads with his fingers unhurriedly, appearing inexplicably and giving three Mo, anyone would find it very strange.

Of course Song Yunxi is no exception.

"If you have nothing to do, get out of the way, and I will go to the monastery to admire the chrysanthemums." Since I don't want to say anything, there is no need to engage in meaningless entanglement.

As he passed the white-bearded monk and was about to walk over, his unhurried voice came to mind again, "Don't worry, flowers bloom in their own time. I'm here to give advice to you, the benefactor."

The fog was flowing, and no footsteps were heard at all, but the old monk stood in front of Song Yunxi again.

The phoenix eyes stared at the old monk in front of him in shock, as if it was fog, fast and light.

This kind of skill is definitely a master among the masters. She has come to another world for so long, and she seems to have seen very few masters.

But the person in front of her was so much higher than the master she thought, it was shocking.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Feng Mou looked at the monk in front of him indifferently. If she really wanted to take her life with such skill, it would definitely be in a blink of an eye, and she would definitely not live until now.

Calm down the mind.

The smile on the old monk's face looked like a warm sun, "I have already said that I came here to give advice to you, the benefactor."

Song Yunxi silently looked at the old monk in front of him, with a serious expression on his face. Although she didn't believe in some things before, but now she is in the midst of these things, she can't help but not believe it.

Therefore, the person in front of him is half-trusting.

"The soul of another world must have a reason to come here."

With a sound of "Zheng", Song Yunxi heard the broken voice in his head, opened his phoenix eyes to the maximum and looked at the person in front of him with a benevolent smile, he... who is he!

With unprecedented killing intent, looking at the person in front of her, no one other than her would be allowed to know about such a thing.

"Don't panic, benefactor, the old monk is here to guide you out of this fog, please put aside your killing thoughts for a while."

Such an astonishing killing intent, even Qin Zetian and Huang Yanlie who were far behind could feel it, what happened?

But with such trembling killing intent, the old monk standing in front of Yunxi still had a calm face, "Let it be, accept the arrangement of fate calmly, and you will get everything you have ever desired before."

Thirst?Ever longing?

He stared blankly at the old monk in front of him, the killing intent gradually faded, the person who should have been damned was reborn here, it is already a great honor not to die.

Whether it's here or in the previous world, as long as I live, it doesn't seem to make any difference. I walk alone, without any fetters, but I yearn for...

"In the near future, the benefactor will have a disaster of blood and light, but as long as you can find the attributes that match your fate among the five elements and stay with you, the disaster of blood and light will naturally pass safely."

Thinking about such a sentence, five elements, attributes.

Originally, I wanted to ask more details, but found that there was only white mist left in front of my eyes, and the original old monk in cassock had long since disappeared.

The dense fog was gradually dissipating, and the Pearl Orchid Courtyard was looming not far away, and the sound of two overlapping footsteps came from behind, and everything before it seemed like a dream.

"What happened here just now?" After crossing the steps in two steps, Huang Yanlie looked at Song Yunxi who was a little distracted and asked with an anxious expression on his face.

When someone shook her shoulders and came back to her senses, she saw those enchanting eyes full of worry, shaking her head, her phoenix eyes were all indifferent.

Qin Zetian looked at Song Yunxi without saying a word, with an obviously thoughtful look and her performance when she came here earlier, something must have happened.

But now is not the best time to ask...

Huang Yanlie had no choice but to persevere, Qin Zetian's eagle eyes showed more hidden meanings.

"Don't you want to appreciate the chrysanthemums? The Pearl Orchid Garden is already in front of you."

Qin Zetian narrowed his dark eagle eyes slightly, and looked at the quiet temple not far away with sharp eyes.

The temple was originally a peaceful place, but what she didn't know was why she felt a strong murderous intent on Qin Zetian's body when he said these words again.

"Let's go." Looking back at Song Yunxi, Qin Zetian walked towards the temple.

The expression on Huang Yanlie's face changed. The moment he saw Qin Zetian stepping into Zhulan Courtyard, his face was full of seriousness.

After Song Yunxi stopped silently, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the courtyard, and the Zhulan Hall was directly facing the gate of the temple, and the bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from this main hall.

"The place to appreciate the chrysanthemums is in the backyard, let's go." Glancing at the Pearl Orchid Hall, Qin Zetian turned around and walked forward.

Huang Yanlie followed closely, and Song Yunxi also followed.

It was extraordinarily quiet. In the backyard of Zhulan Courtyard, even the sound of the wind blowing could be heard clearly. The elegant fragrance finally broke the quiet atmosphere and spread into the nostrils of several people.

Not dense, red and purple in color, standing in an extraordinarily quiet courtyard.

"Because of the climate, it is extremely difficult for Moju to survive in the Great Yong Kingdom. Don't look at just such a small field of Moju. It took countless manpower and material resources to keep them alive."

Listening to Qin Zetian's words, Song Yunxi felt more and more that Mo Ju was hard-won.

It's not a common flower color, and it blooms really beautifully.

It's just, why, I can always feel the vague murderous intent, raised my suspicious phoenix eyes, and looked at Qin Zetian's tense handsome face, "The sky is about to change."

Noticing that his gaze fell on his face, Qin Zetian's eagle eyes did seem to glance somewhere, even Huang Yanlie did the same.

The fog still completely dissipated, and the increasingly strong cool wind passed around the few people, and the sky that had no sun in the first place looked even darker at this moment.

"Let's rest in Zhulanyuan today. The sky looks like it's going to rain, and the mountain road is not easy to walk on a rainy day." Glancing at Song Yunxi, Qin Zetian turned and walked out of the backyard.

Huang Yanlie looked at Song Yunxi's gloomy expression, and said, "I heard that the vegetarian restaurant in Zhulanyuan is very good, so stay here, let's try it together."

Looking at Song Yunxi with kindness in her enchanting eyes, signaling her reassuring eyes, Song Yunxi frowned lightly, "You guys go first, I want to stay here alone for a while."

At the end of the sentence, Song Yunxi's eyes had already turned to the black chrysanthemums. Huang Yanlie, who was about to say something, looked at Song Yunxi's obviously alienated expression, and consciously swallowed the remaining words into his stomach.

He warned, "Be careful by yourself."

In the backyard, without the other two figures, it seemed more and more quiet.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the dark clouds are constantly rolling in the sky, and the cool wind blows the black chrysanthemums in the courtyard to the left and right, as if they are about to leave the ground.

The clothes were lifted by the strong wind, Song Yunxi turned his head and said abruptly, "Come out." The eyes of the wind were cold and looked out of the wall, as if he could see something through the wall.

With a sound of "shua", a man in black appeared in front of Song Yunxi.

The mask covered only left a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, looking at Song Yunxi, those eyes seemed not to be looking at a person, but a corpse.