The soup of crucian carp is delicious, but it is more prickly and less meaty when roasted, so it is not very delicious to make grilled fish.

Yan Qingyu wanted to remind Jiu Qiansui, who was not in the world, but in the end he said nothing. He pointed out that he wanted to eat this, so don't blame her. After soaking in the stream for a while, Yan Qingyu was a little dizzy when she looked at the sunlight reflected by the stream. When she stepped on a stone covered with moss under her feet, she turned her body. When she wanted to slide into the water, Jiu Qiansui flew like she felt danger, lifted her collar and threw it on the shore. Instead, he fell into the water and was immediately wet.

The water stains in the white robe began to be close to Jiu Qiansui's body from below his waist. He stood in the water so wet that he was in a bad state. No matter how fair or demon a person fell into the water, he would lose his handsomeness. However, Jiu Qiansui casually pulled off his coat and let it float with the water. He rolled up his sleeves and coldly swept Yan Qingyu who was sitting on the shore, disgusting Qingtuk; "Clumsy!"

Then, I heard the water waves splashing like an explosion, and one lively crucian carp after another fell to the shore. Jiu Qiansui, who was originally wet, was wet from head to toe because of the internal force, and even the silk was dripping with water. The thin haired eyelashes were covered with water droplets. He blinked gently, and the water droplets quickly dripped down the corners of his eyes, as pitiful as a beauty with tears. Yan Qingyu looked at it blankly, shocked by the lazy beauty in front of him.

He reached out and stroked a handful of silk, revealing his smooth forehead, washing away the evil and evil charm of the usual, and giving him a little more resoluteness and domineeringness. Even his facial features exuded his usual femininity, and he was as noble as a magical carving under the sunlight reflected by the water waves.

"What are you doing while standing? Grilled fish!" Jiu Qiansui stood in the water and stroked the silk, not liking the wet touch on her body, so she took off her top and exposed her strong upper body, and then slowly went ashore.

Yan Qingyu was skillfully dealing with the fish while looking at Jiu Qiansui who was sitting in the sun without hesitation. He felt that he looked familiar with his body, but he couldn't remember it. He didn't expect that there would be another man who was so masculine and domineering under the lazy makeup.

Yan Qingyu's grilled fish is not delicious, at least she thinks so. She has eaten everything during the marches in her previous life, but she rarely makes it by herself. The only time she has not recognized it very clearly when it is, as if it was roasted once for a beautiful man...a very unpalatable grilled fish.

A long time ago, the Phantom Demon Army had not been established. When she was still a secret guard under the Ye Emperor, she was injured while performing a mission. She met a very beautiful boy in the mountains and forests...or an elves hidden in the mountains and forests? She lived with that elves for three days. In order to avoid chasing and running non-stop, she accidentally appeared in the mountains and forests with a "elves" who were almost dismembered by wild beasts. She loved beautiful things and saved the boy. She had never made food before and roasted the first roasted fish in her life.

I seem to remember that 'elf' was so uneasy when he ate grilled fish. He kept crying, and his tears kept dripping and forced him to eat it... Thinking about it, I was quite embarrassed. The things I made were so uneasy that it made the beautiful elves cry.

Jiu Qiansui quietly looked at the grilled fish that Yan Qingyu placed on the leaves. It was black and had a suspicious burnt smell. He couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, and the mysterious smile on the corners of his lips was a little unsustainable.

Yan Qingyu was embarrassed to look at a few black grilled fish and the unidentified gaze on her head. She couldn't help but blush and she lowered her head with her fate: "Nine thousand years old, my daughter has never roasted fish!"

Jiu Qiansui was not as angry as he imagined. He picked up the roasted black fish casually and sniffed it gently, opened his lips, and took a small bite. The familiar smell filled his mouth again. Jiu Qiansui's lazy gaze was finally filled with nostalgia. The unforgettable grilled fish had an unforgettable taste, and it was still so unpalatable!

Yan Qingyu looked at Jiu Qiansui gnawing on the roasted black fish in front of her, and watched his cherry-colored lips slowly stained by the black. For the first time, an indescribable guilt arose in her heart. It seemed that such a beautiful person should not eat such unswallowed food, and should not let him eat such unswallowed food.

He stood up suddenly, and Jiu Qiansui's dazzling gaze turned cold, "Sit down!"

Yan Qingyu frowned slightly, "My daughter goes to find some wild fruits, this fish... is uneating!"

Jiu Qiansui curled his lips gently, and his eyes were as bright as his paintings. He seemed to be in a very pleasant mood. He couldn't even feel the bitter and burnt taste in his mouth. Instead, he felt that the grilled fish tasted particularly sweet. He gracefully once again and put it in the water. The fat made his fingertips stained with oil, which made him dyed light ink cherry lips with a hint of light, and inexplicably the evil and fiery heat that made people blush and heartbeat.

"I think it's okay!"

Jiu Qiansui doesn’t dislike her anymore, so how can she feel guilty?

Yan Qingyu, who sat down, picked up another fish casually, opened her mouth and bit it, comforting herself in her heart: Maybe it’s really as Jiu Qiansui said, the taste is good?

After biting it, the burnt smell, the fishy smell, the bitter taste of the bitter bile cracked... It was simply a mixture of flavors in the world, which made her spit it out in one bite. The whole little face wrinkled into a plum face, and the Jiu Qiansui on the side giggled when she saw this... The crisp laugh seemed to have profound magic power, and the undulating mountains and forests were bright and warm because of this crisp laugh. The sunshine filled the entire corner in the world, dazzling and sacred.

Yan Qingyu looked blankly...

Reflecting the head.

"It's getting late, Jiu Qiansui is going to return to the palace?" Yan Qingyu changed the subject quietly. Jiu Qiansui frowned when she heard this, and her happy eyes were covered with a shadow: "No hurry, the Ghost Lord has not been caught yet. Have Miss Seven seen the Ghost Lord?"

"My daughter is just a woman in the boudoir, I don't know who the Ghost Lord is." Yan Qingyu's heart thumped.

Jiu Qiansui's eyes seemed to be able to see the most real scene through her heart. He didn't intend to expose her lies when listening to her lies. Instead, he said meaningfully: "Why did you want to kill the ghost again?"

"My daughter doesn't understand what you mean."

"The Ghost Lord's Encirclement and Suppression starts from me, General Zhao, King Xuan, the Sixth Prince, Prime Minister Yan Xun, and my secret guards... Isn't these people gather to encircle and Suppress the Ghost Lord the result of your secret message? Just for a white dove?"

Yan Qingyu's heart was beating wildly, and she had the illusion that her identity was seen through.

"I don't know what the purpose is!" She refused to admit it.

Jiu Qiansui was planning to force her. He listened to her death and refused to admit it, but instead felt relieved. He looked away from her body, put down the grilled fish in his hand and wiped his fingertips, and lowered his eyes lightly: "The Ghost Lord has only one way to die when he breaks into our country. The illusionist demons can be opened. After all, compared to Si Yucheng's bloodthirsty and vicious methods, I really appreciate the kindness of the woman who is the illusionist demon."

Yan Qingyu felt angry and endured it.

It is not wrong to say that she is a woman's kindness, and the consequences will be the result.

"Jiu Qiansui only plans to kill the Ghost Lord, but not to move the illusion demons?" Yan Qingyu asked quietly. If the illusion demon is closely watched by this illusion demon, life would not be easy.

Jiu Qiansui suddenly turned around, lowered his head, bit the grilled fish in her hand, and bit the grilled fish with her index finger... His lips moved gently, as if he felt the fish meat and his fingers appeared. He slowly let go of her. His charming eyes narrowed lazily and gently chewed his lips: "It's just for the time being, I seem to be a bug moving my chess piece. Do you think it's a magic demon or a ghost?"

Yan Qingyu didn't dare to look at the sharp gaze, and looked down at the fingers that were bitten lightly, "That's a world that has nothing to do with the ministers, and the angry ministers cannot answer you."

"Well... are you unable to answer or dare not answer?" Jiu Qiansui slowly approached Yan Qingyu, gently pressing her skirt with her hand so that she could not move. Her body pressed over her side. She hid and hid again and again, but was still pressed to the ground.

Jiu Qiansui pressed her shoulder with one hand, leaned against her body, gently stroked her index finger over her lips covered with black charcoal grey, and smiled evilly: "Or can't answer?"

"Nine thousand years old, please get out of the way, men and women..."

"Doesn't men and women be able to understand clearly?" Jiu Qiansui smiled sarcastically, which made Yan Qingyu react violently. Isn't this Jiu Qiansui just a eunuch?

"I am happy. It turns out that in your heart, I am not a eunuch, but a man?" Jiu Qiansui's mood became particularly happy and particularly clingy, just like a sexy and beautiful beautiful snake, entangling her tightly, and then slowly dragging it into his snake's nest to enjoy it.

"Please let go of my daughter. My daughter has an engagement, so I shouldn't have to do with you..." Yan Qingyu's hand was so greasy that she wanted to push the man in front of her, but Jiu Qiansui held her hands and stretched out her hands to lick her tongue. The half-closed beautiful phoenix eyes looked at her, and the charming and charming ignited the warmth of her body.

He bit her finger lightly, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach from the tip of his finger... The charm of the beauty snake made Yan Qingyu's scalp numb, and he opened his mouth, and was about to say something, and he heard the anxious sound of breaking through the air. The evil man's eyes changed instantly, and murderous intent rose everywhere. He hugged Yan Qingyu in his arms, stood up immediately, and avoided the sharp arrows coming from behind.

The secret guard rushed up and jumped up instantly, using his body to block the enemy's assassination, blocking all the damage just to protect the master Jiu Qiansui behind him.

The nine thousand-year-old general Yan Qingyu placed behind him, staring at the melee in front of him with a majestic gaze. His charming aura was filled with a solemn and cold feeling, "I am worthy of being a ghost king. I can reach here through the encirclement and suppression. It seems that I really underestimated him!"

Si Yucheng?

When Yan Qingyu met, she was searching for Si Yucheng's figure everywhere. The slightest worry didn't even show her, but she was seen by Jiu Qiansui beside her and couldn't help but feel dark.

He bent down and said softly: "Run back, I will find you later!"

Yan Qingyu did not stop for much. In the monster-level battle of Jiu Qiansui and Si Yucheng like Si Yucheng, she was at most an insignificant little person. She could not interfere in their war, nor could she cause any turmoil. If she didn't want to be implicated by this war, she had to escape from afar. She turned her head away without any hesitation.

The other party was covered in black, with different figures, tall and thin, but everyone was filled with a strong murderous blood. It was an existence that lived in killing for many years, and was far more human than ordinary assassin secret guards. Yan Qingyu could not accurately find the whereabouts of Si Yucheng from the masked black man, and did not want Jiu Qiansui to know the transaction between her and Si Yucheng, so she ran towards a safe place without looking back and escaped from the battle behind her.

Yan Qingyu flew towards the place where Jiu Qiansui pointed, making sure that he had been completely away from the combat range before slowly stopping, finding a hidden place to rest and wait.

The mountains and forests were already mixed with power. If she wanted to leave alone, she would definitely suffer a lot. It would be better to wait for Nine Thousand Years. Judging from his attitude towards him, he would not be able to stand by death.

Yan Qingyu hid behind the stone for a long time. When she heard the noisy sound from afar, she subconsciously walked out. A pure black masked man in the distance came directly. Yan Qingyu didn't know why, but after he said that, he hid back.

It was Si Yucheng's people who came.

"Didn't you say you ran away from here? Why is there no one?" Wei's woman's voice was a little sharp, and she glanced coldly around her angry eyes. When she didn't find the person she was looking for, she was a little angry and kicked at the man in black beside her. The innocent man in black was kicked hard, so she could only bear it and bent down to apologize: "I did see with my own eyes that she was coming here, and it must be hidden nearby."

"try to find!"

After the masked woman gave the order, the man in black around her scattered everywhere, as if she was spreading a fishing net, and the fish was Yan Qingyu.

If it was someone from Si Yucheng, then she could be rescued. I don’t know why? There was always a voice in her heart warning, just like the previous uneasy feeling, as if she would be in danger of life once she was revealed. It was this strange feeling that made her hide and didn’t want to be revealed.

The people in black searched around but couldn't find Yan Qingyu. The woman in black suddenly spoke, "Madam, I am Meixue, here to pick you up, are you coming out?"

Is it Meixue?

Yan Qingyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was too concerned. Meixue was one of the Eight Shadows and was Si Yucheng's most trusted subordinate.

Seeing this, she slowly walked out... Meixue was shocked when she saw that the person was less than a hundred steps away in front of her. Then she stepped forward and smiled slightly: "So you are hiding here, and it's so easy to find a lady."

"Did the Ghost Lord break through the siege?"

"Of course, the master can do everything. How can he be able to encircle him?" Meixue raised her head proudly, with a hint of disdain in her voice.

"Master, let me come down to pick you up, let's go!" Meixue walked to Yan Qingyu and bent down slightly, leaving a shadow on the slightly hidden gaze.

Yan Qingyu then followed Meixue's guidance...

Meixue, who was walking behind Yan Qingyu, quietly pulled out the long sword around her waist, pointed directly at Yan Qingyu's vest, and pushed forward with force... Yan Qingyu, who felt the murderous intent, had no time to think, and rushed forward with force, and threw it forward while falling to the ground. The tip of the sword stroked her back and broke her clothes, leaving almost a small trace on it, not a serious injury. On the contrary, in order to avoid this sword, she rushed forward with force and pounced forward with her knees and chin, and the skin was broken, and the scorching pain was burned.

Looking back, seeing Meixue's eyes twisted, endless anger appeared in her eyes. Yan Qingyu looked at her like a dead person, raised her sword: "Die!"

"Why?" Although Yan Qingyu didn't understand why she was killed, she seemed to have read something from Meixue's angry and jealous gaze.

"Because you deserve to die!" Meixue raised the sword in her hand and approached Yan Qingyu step by step. Yan Qingyu grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, waved it hard, then got up and ran forward... Meixue was calm and showed a touch of wantonness like a cat catching a mouse. Anyway, there was no way ahead, so where could this woman escape?

Yan Qingyu didn't run for long before she found herself forced into a dead end. Behind her was a cliff, and in front of her was Meixue standing with a sword. She stood in front of the cliff with a calm expression, "Are you jealous of me?"

"Haha...is it possible? I won't be jealous of you. You are just a doll of your master!" A hint of embarrassment appeared on Meixue's face, but she seemed to think of something pleasant and smiled. She said sarcastically: "As one of the eight shadows that Meixue trusts most, I, as one of the eight shadows that my master trusts the most, will I be jealous of you a little doll? An incompetent person who has come back from the dead, so what if you are a witch?"

"The master does not need a woman in trouble, and you do not have the need to exist!"

Meixue Jueyue looked at Yan Qingyu who was forced into a dead end, and the tip of the sword gently slashed across the ground. She stood quietly, wearing black clothes and cold and invasive.

"So, you want to kill me!" Yan Qingyu turned around and looked at the unfathomable valley. If she fell from here, she would probably be crushed to pieces, right?

"Of course, only by killing you will be able to cut off all troubles. This time it is because of you, so the master will be surrounded and injured. As long as you disappear in this world, everything will return to normal. The master is still the high-ranking master and will not shake his heart because of anything." Meixue's twisted eyes, jealousy, rose and fell, accompanied by a strong sense of awe and faith.

Yan Qingyu finally understood what this woman was saying. Her sarcastic smile raised her high, "So, this is the reason why you are jealous of me. You want to be Si Yucheng's woman and want to climb onto your master's bed!"

"If you love me, just say it. You can't hide your heart when you want to sleep with Si Yucheng!" Yan Qingyu's words could be said to be very sharp and mean. She was angry. She didn't want to have any connection with that man, but she couldn't tell it clearly. Another disaster caused by Si Yucheng was the man, so when she thought of this, she felt that her head was particularly painful.

"Shut up, what a noble existence the master is, you are not allowed to insult him!" Meixue's voice changed, and the color changed instantly. The hidden thoughts in her heart were ruthlessly exposed, and it was spread in the sun in a bloody way. She roared in anger, and the sword in her hand quickly turned, and a blood mark appeared on Yan Qingyu's shoulder.

He groaned, reached out to cover the wound on his shoulder...

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