Chapter 1,702: Thirty years of silence in Luanxue, my heart flutters when I touch Jian Chen
Chapter 1700 Thirty years of silence in Luanxue, one touch of Jian Chen makes my heart flutter
"Tao Qiongtian?"
In front of the ice table, Moon Palace Slave was still sitting upright, but there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes.
But she seemed to have thought of something again, and she quickly accepted the reality that a woman dressed as Dao Qiongang appeared in the cold prison - this was normal.
Yue Gongzhi cannot accept it!
The pain from the sword piercing his throat could not even suppress the panic that arose in his heart!
"Diel..."
"Tao Qiongtian..."
Where could there be a person here?
How can this be the same person!
What the old man did to him just now... Yue Gongji almost stopped thinking.
The man opposite was walking slowly and slowly.
If you just look at his face, you will see that he is extremely upright, with a face like a crown jewel and eyes as bright as stars, giving him the overall image of a graceful gentleman.
But if you look down...
In fact, even if you don't move down, you still can't ignore his towering chest and graceful waist.
He just tore off his face.
His skirt didn't come off!
He is still as beautiful as snow, and his shoulders are as fragrant as snow.
Those two exposed slender and round thighs are extremely elastic, exuding a fatal temptation to Yue Gongjie.
"No, it's impossible..."
The thoughts in my mind were chaotic, leaving only a recurring thought and the fantasy of Miss Dai'er's beautiful body that could be eaten with her head removed.
Yue Gongjie didn't even have the consciousness to resist. Dao Dai'er had already come to him, leaned down to enjoy the fragrance, and put a collar on him.
"what!"
The cold touch is refreshing.
Yue Gongji suddenly woke up, but found that his body had softened and his holy power had lost its activity.
"The dog leash, the same style as Quilehan's."
"As soon as you wear this thing, your level will rise a lot." It was a male voice!
Yue Gongji lowered his head in despair and found an iron ring around his neck, with black tokens tied to it.
I picked up one of the orders and saw the word "forbidden" engraved on it.
"Don't read the dog tag, you've already lost it."
No--
Yue Gongji roared crazily, but found that he could not even make a sound.
It was the first time he wore the ban on weapons, and the effect of using so many weapons at the same time was extremely terrifying. He was suppressed until he almost became incontinent.
He tried hard to tighten his hips so as not to lose the last bit of dignity in front of these two people.
Rustling, rustling...
Dao Dai'er squatted down generously, regardless of the fact that she was still wearing a skirt, rolled over and touched Yue Gongji's body with her hands.
Yue Gongjie almost convulsed and twitched constantly.
Seeing this, the Moon Palace Slave Zhen behind the ice table leaned back, frowned unconsciously, opened his lips and teeth, but stopped talking.
"Found it!"
Dao Dai'er quickly took out a jade pendant from Yue Gongjie's body, shook it with a pink fist, stuffed it into her chest, and stood up.
At the same time, Yue Gongjie, who lost the protection of the Tongxing Jade Pendant, was completely suppressed by the rules of Cold Hell, and was blocked by the prohibition of martial arts collar, could not resist...
"Puff puff--"
The stench spread in the cell.
"Tao Qiongtian!"
Yue Gong Slave pressed her fingers slightly hard against the strings.
She can accept all the incredible developments in front of her.
But she doesn't have any spiritual energy in her body now. Even if she can hold her breath immediately... how long can she hold her breath?
"Snapped."
Dao Dai'er didn't even look back, and threw a small formation disk at the incontinent old man.
When the array disk was activated, there was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations, but the wind direction was slightly changed, transporting the air towards Yue Gongji.
"Naqi array, don't worry, the smell won't spread."
"You won't smell it, and people outside the cell won't be attracted to it."
"This formation disk does not involve 'spirit' and 'Tao', it just guides the wind a little bit. It cannot attract the attention of the cold prison rules to the abnormality - this is not an abnormality, after all, people will carry the wind when they walk."
Moon Palace Slave still couldn't breathe.
Objectively speaking, she may not be able to smell the smell anymore, but subjectively, she still chose to hold her breath.
But none of this matters!
After listening to a few sentences, Yue Gong Slave became more certain about the identity of the visitor:
He can control the details to such an extent that even something as low-level as the "Qi Nai Formation Plate" can be taken out when facing a semi-saint.
This shows that we are well prepared.
This shows that even his incontinence and his own anger may have been calculated in advance.
Besides Dao Qiongcang, who else could he be?
"Where are you going, Dai'er..."
"Don't worry, she is in a very safe place. I won't touch even a hair of yours."
"What did you get from..."
"Don't worry, it didn't change from the beginning. I'm not that disgusting. I've followed you since I was a child, and I can't endure that disgusting behavior to serve your brother... I just got it under control, Dai'er."
"I won't leave with you!" After being interrupted twice, Moon Palace Slave still looked calm.
"Don't say it so early, the slap in the face won't be pleasant." On the opposite side was the real Yun Danfengqing.
"No matter what the reason, no matter what the reason!"
"But there are always some people and some things that will make you give up your principles and make exceptions, right?"
"..."
Moon Palace Slave opened her mouth but was unable to respond.
Dao Daier smiled and looked around, but couldn't find a chair, so she simply sat down on the ice table, exposing half of her smooth and delicate thighs.
He held the orchid and touched the guqin with his fingers. The Moon Palace Slave stopped his hand early as if he was electrocuted, and he was able to pluck the strings as he wished.
"Zheng..."
The sound of the strings echoes and the aftertaste is long.
Dao Dai'er smiled half-heartedly, looking at the white lotus in front of her that had been forced to lose all its aura and had been bleak for thirty years. She slightly raised the corners of her lips and said:
"If the feeling of losing control is the same as chewing the beans, who would take the unexpected risk of breaking the taboo?"
"Then again, you know the taste after eating the marrow... How can you be sure that someone who has eaten forbidden fruit will not do it again?"
He leaned forward and said with amusement, "Sister Nu, what do you think of what Sister Dai'er said?"
All Yuegong Slave could see was her plump chest, and she didn't even want to look up at that disgusting face.
This is simply impossible to look at!
But after closing my eyes, I almost took a breath...
But after resisting the urge to inhale, the discomfort became unbearable...
"Stop holding it in, your face is turning purple from holding it in. If you don't have Ling Yuan, you still care about these things. You are so poor!" Dao Daier covered her mouth and giggled.
"call……"
Slave Yue Gong could no longer withstand the anger coming from the shop.
Seeing each other again after so many years, the sense of oppression given by Dao Qiongcang has not only not weakened, it can even be said to have mutated!
"What do you plan to do with Gao Lao?" She could only change the topic, but the topic could be changed, but her eyes could not be moved a little.
The side of Yue Gongjie was even more filthy, and she didn't need to look at Yue Gong Slave to see it... She didn't really want to imagine that scene!
"Teaching the old man?"
Dao Dai'er sneered, "Even now, you still call him 'Jiao Lao'. Isn't it because sister Dai'er has not been bullied enough?"
"What about Yue Gong Jie?" Yue Gong Slave didn't dwell on the title, "How do you plan to deal with him?"
"Look at you."
"my suggestion is……"
"You don't have to give me advice, you are just a defenseless sinner, just take care of yourself, sister slave~"
The Moon Palace Slave let out a soft breath, clenched her fingers tightly, and wrinkled the hem of her skirt, but she could only loosen her grip, "...Kill him, and you won't be able to leave the Cold Palace Emperor Realm!"
Dao Daier did not answer this.
After his overlapping thighs drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, he stood up gracefully and came to the side of the Moon Palace Slave behind the ice table.
The Moon Palace Slave frowned and turned her upper body sideways, keeping a safe distance.
However, Dao Daier bumped against her pert buttocks. Fortunately, Yue Gong Slave was alert and got up in advance to avoid being hit.
"Wouldn't it be better if we just left early? Really..."
Dao Daier finished mumbling and sat on the only chair in the cell. It was actually a wooden chair, not an ice chair.
After sitting down, he finally understood why Moon Palace Slave always spoke to him with a stubborn face.
It's not that her profile is prettier.
It's not that her temper has become more arrogant since she was in Cold Prison.
After glancing at the yellow shit beside the wall, Dao Dai'er stretched his neck, retched, turned his head and shuddered, without saying anything else.
Her feet were on the soft goose down cushions on the ground under the table, and her butt occupied the wooden chair. Dao Daier's slender fingers rested directly on the guqin.
The strings trembled slightly as if resisting, and he glared at it, and the strings became silent.
"Luan Xue, tsk!"
"The piano is a good piano, but it has no edges and corners like you. It's too easy to bully... I, my sister, can even ride on its head."
Moon Palace Slave could only pretend that she didn't hear anything.
She was forced to one side of the ice table, feeling a little embarrassed at the moment.
After committing a crime, she was thrown into a cold prison. Even if her brother Yue Gongli took care of her, some rules could not be broken after all.
She only had a few changes of clothes, and she didn't even have shoes to keep out the cold.
The barrier of the ice table is the confidence for her to have an equal dialogue with Dao Qiongcang.
But now, after the wooden chair, the only point of support, and the small heating pad on the ground to keep out the cold were occupied by this guy, even the last sense of security was taken away.
The Moon Palace Slave could only gnash her teeth secretly, sulking with anger, curling up her toes and stepping on the ice ground in a very restrained manner.
The Yin Qi of Cold Prison does not care about the identity of the sinner before entering, it will only punish all those who fall here equally.
When the long-lost coldness pierces through the soles of the feet, spreads across the calves, and invades the internal organs, it feels like needles are shooting up in the Moon Palace Slave's body, causing pain all over the body.
Her lips were turning blue and her teeth were chattering.
You can't even stand firmly, and you can't show your timidity in front of Dao Qiongtian, which will make the other party push forward.
The Moon Palace Slave could only look cold and pale, lift up her toes, and use the toes and heels of one foot to support the weight of the entire body. When she could no longer bear the weight, she would secretly switch to another foot.
This method is actually useless, but it is better to have some comfort in my heart.
Fortunately, when you are shivering from the cold, your body's shivering can generate a little bit of heat, which can barely keep you warm.
"Zheng——"
Dao Dai'er had no intention of giving back the seat and the warm cushion. He closed his eyes and began to play the piano.
The sound of the piano was faint and terrifyingly cold.
The song she played was "Shang Nan Ting" that Yue Gong Slave had played before. When it was quiet, it was like a gurgling spring, and when it was moving, it was like a soldier fighting, with ups and downs.
Slave Yue Gong sat by the ice table with a cold expression and gritted her teeth as she listened bitterly. She didn't even dare to hold the table, it was too cold.
Yue Gongxing was paralyzed by the corner and was unable to listen to Huang, uh uh, can't make a half sentence, it's too difficult.
Appreciate both elegance and vulgarity.
Speaking of which, if we don’t count all the arrogance that Shangdao Qiongcang deliberately showed, we only talk about piano skills.
His level is really not inferior to Yue Gong Slave.
What Dai'er said before about "dare not to evaluate" Huelao was indeed modest. In fact, he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was an elegant man.
But now, what "Dao Daier" does, and even the contradictory existence of "him/her" itself, really have nothing to do with the word "elegant".
Halfway through the song.
The song is too long.
Dao Daier still closed her eyes and was enjoying it.
The Moon Palace Slave was unable to withstand the cold critical attacks one after another.
She could only be the common person who destroyed the artistic conception, tried to interrupt the sound of the piano, and said with a hint of sarcasm:
"The Imperial Realm of Han Palace is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want. You can't get out."
"Even if you are here just as an incarnation of your thoughts, they can trace the traces until they find out your true form."
The tone was not very expressive, but the content was still from the perspective of Dao Qiongtian, as if she was thinking about him.
The fact is that when dealing with Dao Qiongtian, the less you say, the less you will make mistakes, and if you don’t say anything, you will be right. Moon Palace Slave knows this, and at this time, he has no other choice but to take the initiative to bring up the topic.
Dao Dai'er heard the sound and opened her eyes. The sound of the piano was still there, and she said while playing: "I have... Jiao Lao!"
"You're not going to kill him?"
"I rarely take the initiative to kill a weak person who is unable to resist."
"Oh? Aren't you afraid that he will expose your invasion of Han Palace Emperor Realm later?"
"Dead people cannot speak."
The Moon Palace Slave was blocked by the Riddler.
He seemed to simply not want to listen to himself and wanted to torture himself.
"How do you plan to get out of here?" Moon Palace Slave will not compromise.
"I have the status of being an elder."
"You should know the rules of the Han Palace Emperor Realm. Even if you steal his identity jade token, it will be useless without the owner's permission."
"Zheng..."
The sound of the piano stopped for a moment, and Dao Daier gently pressed her hands on the strings to stop the lingering sound, and turned her head with a smile:
"How do you know that he didn't take the initiative to give me the identity jade token and allow me to pass through the entire Han Palace Emperor Realm?"
As he spoke, he dug into the groove in his chest, pulled out a jade token, and slapped it on the ice table.
Then, a sword was pulled out from nowhere and inserted next to the ice table and next to the Moon Palace Slave.
Buddha Sword, Angry Immortal!
The Moon Palace Slave didn't even look at the sword. He turned his face to look at Dao Qiongang's bumpy figure, and his eyes revealed a bit of disgust:
"You...seduced him?"
"Hmm~"
"Yue Gong Tue is not a lustful person, nor is he easily fooled. Your power of guidance does not dare to be let go in the Han Palace Emperor Realm." Yue Gong Slave said firmly.
"Giggle..." Dao Dai'er smiled sweetly, her laughter was pleasant to the ears, but it made people's hair stand on end.
"why are you laughing!"
Compared with enduring the erosion of Yin Qi, the Dao Firmament was even more unbearable for Moon Palace Slave. She almost gritted her teeth as she said this.
But the reality is skinny, and she still can't bear the pain like needles when the yin energy enters her body.
Changing feet is useless!
The Moon Palace Slave lowered his eyes and glanced at the huge sword that was almost as tall as a man. He accepted the kindness and stretched out his hand to hold the sword's guard.
The Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword has no temperature.
If you take it out from the cold hell, it will be as cold as the cold hell.
But it had no Yin energy. After holding it up with his hand, Yue Gong Slave felt a faint, warm sword thought between the sword blades.
That familiar breath broke through the dusty heart almost in an instant, trying to wake up the entire past.
The Moon Palace Slave's heart strings trembled, as if he was absent-minded.
"I laugh at your ignorance, sister slave!"
But Daodeer laughed, interrupting all her thoughts. He turned around and said coldly:
"Where does your impression of Yue Gongjie rest? When you were just starting out, was that a good impression of him?"
"Do you know how much can be changed in thirty years, and how much can it change a man?"
"Some people look dignified on the surface, but secretly they have changed their minds many times."
"If nothing else..." Dao Daier pointed to the corner of the wall, "Has he come to see you once in the past thirty years?"
Boom!
The Moon Palace Slave tightly grasped the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword with her slender hands, her head completely blank.
She discovered that the warmth of Jian Nian was indeed just an illusion.
It has no temperature at all, and the reason why the smell is familiar is just based on subjective imagination.
In fact, it resides in the sword body indifferently, neither distant nor close, just the distance a stranger would keep.
"I……"
The corners of Moon Palace Slave's lips twitched and it was difficult to make a sound.
The invasion of Yin energy almost overwhelmed her, and she almost fell to the ground. She could barely hold up her delicate body by grabbing the hilt of the sword with both hands.
"What's wrong with you?" Dao Dai'er looked confused:
"Ah! Why has your face changed? I'm talking about Yue Gongji, who are you thinking about?"
"Ah! Don't think too much, I didn't mean that... slave~sister~sister~~~"
In the end, his smile couldn't hold back at all, it was as bright as a flower, well, the flower of the devil.
The Moon Palace Slave gave Dao Qiongang a vicious look.
If possible, she now wants to pick up the Furious Immortal Buddha Sword and chop off the dog's head in the sky!
——The person in the world who deserves to be purified the most is Dao Qiongang!
"Um?"
Use your fingers a little harder.
The Moon Palace Slave suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to lift this big sword?
Dao Qiongcang forgot to set a restriction?
It seems that the angry immortal hasn’t recognized him as his master yet?
Do you recognize yourself with the strength left behind by resentment?
Or……
He is helping me!
The Moon Palace Slave hid all subtle reactions in time, but her mind couldn't help but become active: