wrong!

Even though this person was once a heavenly being, he is indeed dead now.

He even went so far as to use this method to buy an innate sword.

How could such a down-and-out person master the Dragon God Art?

Could it be that he is from the Long family?

impossible!

In the past, Long Chujiu killed his father to seize the throne, and even designed to kill the Great Sage of Demon-Conquering. In anger, the Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord crushed the entire Demon-Conquering Celestial Dynasty, except for Long Suyue, the eldest princess of Daqian, and Long Ling'er's mother. Except for women, there is no living eloquence...

"..."

At that moment, the shopkeeper's eyes trembled, and he suddenly thought of something.

As far as she knew, the reason why Long Suyue and Long Ling'er escaped was because of one person.

But that person also came from Taixuantian, and was the former Lord of Longyuan, his name was...

Windless!

Thinking of this, the woman's breathing became a little faster.

But that person clearly disappeared a hundred years ago!

According to rumors, he is even dead.

Could it be that this useless person in front of me is...

"You two get out first!"

The shopkeeper calmed down his chaotic mood for a while, let the two maids leave, and then closed the door.

She nodded and took a look, only to see that the rice paper was already densely packed with countless small characters.

As soon as she understood the operation, her breath quickly began to become disordered.

Her expression changed suddenly, and she quickly closed her eyes and restrained her inner breath.

"What a domineering technique!"

At this moment, she really no longer doubted the authenticity of this Qi Dragon Divine Technique.

She also comes from an aristocratic family, and the skills she practices are not ordinary.

It's impossible for her to feel like this when she uses ordinary skills.

Even if the technique that Feng Wuchen has written down now is not the Yiqi Dragon God Art, it is of the same level as it.

"How? Don't you want to kill me?"

The big shopkeeper fell silent.

"..."

At the same time, on the first floor of Lanyue Pavilion, Han Ying was filled with anxiety and was waiting for Feng Wuchen with all her heart.

The woman in the white dress looked at Han Ying with a sarcastic look on her face, and even made provocations from time to time.<

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"Ha... you don't really think that that loser can come down from the ninth floor, do you? I advise you to get out of Lanyue Pavilion as soon as possible! If not, if you are implicated by him and punished with the same crime, you will only die. One piece!"

However, Han Ying ignored what was going on outside the window and only waited for her sweetheart to return.

"..."

At this time, a young man in colorful clothes came from outside the door.

"Su Rong! You are here!"

After hearing this, the woman in the white dress turned her head, frowned and said displeasedly: "Why did you come here?"

The man quickly explained: "I have something to do at home and I'm late. What's wrong?"

But she saw Su Rong pointing at Han Ying with an unhappy look on her face: "This low-class maid is actually wearing the same veil as me. It's so embarrassing!"

After hearing this, Han Ying, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but ask: "Girl, you have been following me and my husband all this time because I wear the same veil as you?"

The woman said confidently: "What if that's not the case? On weekdays, even if it is my group of sisters, I don't bother to dress the same as them, and who are you, a cheap servant? You dare to wear the same veil as me! I don't know.

Life or death!"

The man looked at Han Ying, and his smile became even more sarcastic: "Su Rong, why are you angry with a wild girl? Even if it is the same veil worn on you, it is like a phoenix on her body, but

It’s just a pheasant!”

The woman's face became darker: "Then are you willing to be like a pheasant?"

The man smiled and then said fiercely to Han Ying: "Wild girl, why don't you take off your veil quickly?"

Han Ying still didn’t respond.

Although Feng Wuchen said just now that he wanted to buy Qingshang as his first gift to her.

But in fact, in her heart, the veil that Feng Wuchen put on him personally was the first gift!

The veil that his sweetheart put on his own hands is worth a thousand pieces of gold!

Su Rong immediately blocked her mouth: "A cheap maid and a waste, really smelly and hard!"

Han Ying was puzzled by Su Rong's inexplicable hostility towards them.

But the good thing is here

It was Lan Yue Pavilion, and even though the other party looked fierce, they didn't dare to really take action against her.

At this time, the man suddenly stepped forward: "I am Meng Shifang, the eldest son of the Meng family in Shuzhou. If you don't want to die, just take off the veil yourself!"

Han Ying's heart trembled, but her expression was firm: "I don't care who you are, this veil was given to me by my husband. Apart from my husband, I will not take it off no matter who speaks!"

"Don't take it off? Okay! Do you think I can't deal with you?"

Su Rong raised her eyebrows slightly and quickly stopped her: "This is Lanyue Pavilion, don't you want to mess around?"

Meng Shifang smiled ferociously: "Of course I won't act recklessly! You bitch, just wait for me!"

After a while, Meng Shifang left and came back again. Behind him was a skinny old man.

"Mr. Meng, where is the thief you mentioned?"

Meng Shifang pointed at Han Ying: "That's her!"

Han Ying suddenly panicked: "You... what are you going to do?"

The old man's eyes were sharp: "His eyes are evasive, it's clear that he has a guilty conscience, arrest him, take him outside, and search him thoroughly!"

"Don't touch me...let me go!"

Han Ying subconsciously wanted to resist, but the old man was a cultivator of Tianjun and suppressed him with a raised hand.

"Hmph! How dare you resist! Drag me out and search you carefully!"

"yes!"

A few of your Excellency Lan Yue immediately obeyed!

The ferocious smile on Meng Shifang's face became even thicker, and he immediately stuffed a piece of Purple Spirit Crystal in front of the old man.

The old man looked around with a slightly thief-like look. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately accepted the Purple Spirit Crystal with lightning speed!

"Hey! Thank you, Manager Li!"

Manager Li looked serious: "Why are you thanking me? I saw that woman was acting suspiciously, so I pulled her out to search her. It had nothing to do with Mr. Meng!"

Meng Shifang secretly thought that this old man was hypocritical, and then flattered him: "Manager Li is selfless, I admire you!"

"Hmph! Let's go and see how they're doing with their search?"

When several people went out, they saw that Han Ying's clothes had also been torn apart, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Han Ying had tears in her eyes, but she didn't care about her injuries and tightly covered the gauze on her head.

towel.

"No... don't... this was given to me by my husband!"

"Hmph! You have a guilty conscience. If you didn't steal, why didn't you dare to let us search her? Take off the veil for her!"

The movement in front of the door immediately attracted everyone to watch.

However, the person everyone pointed at was Han Ying.

"It's true that unruly people come from poor mountains and rivers. It's just that they come from a humble background, but they actually sneaked into Lanyue Pavilion!"

"Hmph! You are unwilling to take off your veil even to death. Do you want the matter to be revealed?"

"..."

"I...I didn't steal anything! I didn't..."

Being pulled by several people, the tears in Han Ying's eyes gradually thickened, and she felt extremely desperate.
To be continued...