A good-looking man with a beautiful voice, just like the voice of nature!
Of course, heart is better!
The maid held the bottle of wound ointment and was moved to tears. She kept saying, "My maid, please remember. My maid is very grateful to Master Qingchen for your concern. Thank you very much to Master Qingchen!"
Mr. Qingchen said: "You don't have to be so polite... The ground is cold, please get up quickly."
Her voice is as gentle as the spring sunshine!
The maid's heartbeat, which had just slowed down, once again ran like a wild horse, making a sound as loud as a drum.
Wu Qingchen sighed and had to mention the eyeballs again. The maidservant's beating heart suddenly stopped and she quickly said: "Master Qingchen..."
It seemed difficult to say the next words. The maid tightly held the small porcelain bottle in her palm with a tangled expression.
Mr. Qingchen doesn't like those surprises, and he doesn't want to see them.
But those surprises were carefully prepared by the city lord for Young Master Qingchen.
In her selfish heart, the maid does not want to see Master Qingchen unhappy, but if she does not take Master Qingchen to see those surprises, her eyes will not be dug out and soaked in wine, and the city lord will chop off her head!
But Young Master Qingchen is so nice, she really can't bear to see Young Master Qingchen angry. What should she do?
The maid struggled back and forth between "giving up herself" or "making Mr. Qingchen unhappy". It was tangled and painful, and her lips bitten until they bled.
In the end, Mr. Qingchen made the choice for her.
He looked at the maidservant who was kneeling down and looking in pain, sighed silently in resignation, and asked: "Has your Lord of the City prepared another surprise for me?"
"……Um."
The maidservant's voice was as light as a mosquito's fly, her chin rested on the crook of her neck and she didn't dare to raise her head to look at Wu Qingchen. She blamed herself so much, as if it was all her fault.
Wu Qingchen shook his head: "Okay, I understand. Just wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and come out."
After saying that, he turned around and gently closed the door.
When the maid raised her eyes, she only had time to see a figure from behind.
The back figure was reflected in her moist pupils, delicate, upright, and so lonely that it made people feel distressed.
The maid couldn't bear to look any further and quickly lowered her eyes.
This surprise seems a little different from the past.
When Wu Qingchen stood on the crowded street, he was still a little unsure and asked the maid in surprise: "This... are you sure you heard it right?"
The maid nodded, shook her head, and said hurriedly: "The Lord of the City said that Young Master Qingchen likes the smell of fireworks in the world. Although he does not fully understand Young Master Qingchen's preference, since it is what Young Chen likes, he is willing to fulfill it.
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Speaking of this, the maid's eyes suddenly became bright and she said to Wu Qingchen: "Master Qingchen, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in the world. Our Jiuyou City is very lively. Master Qingchen must feel this well today."
It’s lively.”
In other words, he can spend the whole day shopping on the streets today.
Wu Qingchen said "Oh" in surprise.
That big devil, usually makes people so sad when they look at him even more. They wish they could build a pure gold bunker and lock him up twelve hours a day, but today they are willing to let him out to walk on the street...
This is really strange.
Could it be that the sun rises from the west today?
Wu Qingchen subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the sky and saw the extraordinarily round and red sun hanging in the dark sky. He was in a daze for a moment, then shook his head and sighed.
This is Jiuyou City, where is the sun?
But no matter what, it is indeed a very happy thing to be able to go out and stroll the streets for a day without the big devil buzzing around.
He just happened to take this opportunity to see if he could send a message to the Wuji Sect so that Qiantian could know that a disciple within the sect was being accused.
Thinking of this, Wu Qingchen became really happy. He turned to the maid and said, "The city lord is interested. Go and tell your city lord that I like today's surprise very much."
After the man finished speaking, his thin lips raised a bright arc.
At that moment, the maid felt that the whole street was bright and bright, and the self-blame in her heart was finally relieved at this moment. She nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, maid, remember, I will definitely bring Mr. Qingchen's words to the Lord of the City."
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Bring the words to the Lord of the City, and the Lord of the City will know how to prepare surprises for Young Master Qingchen in the future.
"Then, I will not disturb Mr. Qingchen. I will retire."
After the maid finished speaking, she bowed respectfully to Wu Qingchen, then turned around and left with brisk steps.
After Wu Qingchen watched the maid's figure disappear into the crowd, he did not immediately happily join in the festival celebrations. Instead, he raised his delicate chin and looked at the red sun above his head.
After a while, this red sun will change color and turn into a bright moon.
It's hard enough to hold two jobs.
At the same time, on another street just around the corner from Wu Qingchen, Shen Qiqi was also looking up at the red sun above her head.
The sun was so red and bright, as if it had just been fished out of a vat of blood. The light it cast was not warm at all, but rather cold to the bone.
It's lifeless and eerie, giving people the fear of being in a pile of ghosts.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
Shen Qiqi narrowed her eyes and looked at the street ahead.
Cultivators have sharp ears and eyes. Even if the street is still more than ten feet away, Shen Qiqi can still see clearly the scene on the street.
At this moment, I happened to see an aunt raising her kitchen knife high and slashing at the head that was still chattering on the chopping board. After splitting it in half, the white brains flowed out all over the chopping board. The aunt stretched out her scarlet tongue to lick it.
He took a sip, showed a satisfied and extravagant look, waved the kitchen knife and shouted loudly——
"Fresh and hot brain porridge, freshly cooked brain porridge, delicious and nutritious, don't miss it if you are passing by, come and have a taste -"
Shen Qiqi suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body and quickly looked away and looked away.
The goal this time is rows of lanterns.
People under the lanterns are busy——
"The fox is in charge, what should I do if there are still a few lanterns left that have no place to hang?"
"Why are there no places to hang them? Are those two horns of yours a decoration? Hang up your horns. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The more lanterns you hang, the better. It will be lively!"
Shen Qiqi was very surprised. She moved closer to Xie Beiming and whispered to him in a low voice: "It's really strange. I didn't expect that evil spirits also celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."
The Mid-Autumn Festival is their human festival.
Since they had taken magic pills in advance, the spiritual power of the two of them was disguised as magic power, so they were not treated as spies as soon as they entered the city like Qiu Changfeng and were teleported directly into the dungeon.
The two people settled in a noisy and lively street.
It was just that this hustle and bustle was too strange and strange, and even Mr. Xie, who had always been calm and composed, changed his expression slightly.
He held the sweaty little hand tighter and said, "Let's go and take a look first."
"Oh, okay."
To find out information, just watching from a distance is not enough. You also have to listen, ask, and go deep into the enemy's interior.
The two held hands and walked out of the corner of the street.
The hustle and bustle instantly replaced the silence,
Compared with the slightly quiet corner, the main street is much noisier. There are shouts and shouts everywhere, and there is a dazzling excitement in front of you.
As a demon that everyone once shouted to beat, Shen Qiqi thought that she had seen enough demons and evil spirits from all walks of life. However, it was not until this moment that she suddenly realized that her knowledge was still a little shallow.
Those that fly in the sky and those that crawl on the ground can only be regarded as childish. After all, these things are born in this form, so ignoring the fact that they can speak human words, it is not too strange.
What’s strange are the stumps and broken arms walking all over the streets.
Shen Qiqi watched helplessly as the two legs strutted past her, and went straight to the aunt selling human brain porridge and bought two bowls of human brain porridge. She was still curious that this thing had no body and no mouth. How to eat, only to see the other party pour human brain porridge directly from the top of the thigh.
I drank a bowl with one leg, not favoring one over the other at all, and then burped with satisfaction.
Shen Qiqi was stunned and was so surprised that her back was suddenly hit by something. When she looked sideways, she saw a paper figure staring at her displeased.