Chapter 1,204 The beautiful shadow under the moon frame
The maid Hongshan stood behind Bailian, combing and cleaning his long hair.
Her wet long hair was spread behind her back and stuck to her skin. It was vaguely visible that there were two bloody holes behind her shoulder blades, connected to two silver lock hooks.
Hongshan frowned at the sight.
But after all, this was the holy work of Immortal Zhu Zhanshi. As a mortal maid, she had no right to say anything about it.
But in the hearts of these maids, they all know that the person who saves the world and resolves the danger of the evil god is not the Immortal Lord Zhuzhan who is worshiped and respected by all living beings.
It was the young master that their ladies asked them to serve.
But in three days, this young master will be exiled to Kunlun Jingxu, and he will never be with them again in this life.
Even Fang Geyu, who has some connections with Kunlun Jingxu, would find it extremely difficult to see him again.
When I thought of the Kunlun God Lord's immortal husband's hostile attitude towards Bailian, I guessed that the young master of the third lady's family would be quarreled with him at every turn if he went to the Kunlun Jingxu.
Balian's body was soaked in the hot water spiritual liquid medicinal bath. He never said any ambiguous flirting words with the maids. He just closed his eyes and fully experienced the warm and comfortable feeling of the spiritual liquid washing and nourishing his meridians.
He didn't say a word, and in the quiet atmosphere, the maids thought about the miserable days after Balian went up the mountain, and they couldn't help but sigh and sigh, feeling very melancholy.
Even Hongshan gradually began to feel depressed and sighed twice after being infected by Dongyun and the others' gloomy mood.
Balian: "..."
So are you here to serve people, or are you here to bring sadness and sadness to others and bring them down and down?
Just as Balian was thinking about whether he should say something to change the depressed mood of these girls.
But then I thought about it, he was the one who was exiled to Kunlun Jingxu, why did he want to comfort others in turn?
What's the point?
Just when he was complaining in his heart, the wind outside the window lattice suddenly picked up, and the trail of light smoke rising from the two golden beasts on the table suddenly changed, swaying and trembling, and began to twist and fade.
Suddenly, wisps of extremely light fragrance floated in the air, and the six maids who were waiting beside them and sighing suddenly stopped moving, and they fell down softly as if their bones had been ripped out.
Balian sensed something in an instant. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw strands of light that were invisible to the naked eye swimming in the air filled with a faint fragrance.
This is a talisman.
Bailian reacted very quickly, turned around and hugged Hong Fan, who had lost consciousness and almost fell into the water.
He supported her body and placed her firmly next to the tub.
His eyes gradually became cold and alert.
Someone actually dared to use talismans in the young city lord's Tiange City to break into the mansion.
The first thought that came to Balian's mind at this moment was that there were still remnants in Shifang City who had colluded with the evil cultivator.
Is this person’s purpose of sneaking into the mansion because of him?
Or is it that the target was originally Fang Geyu?
No matter what the purpose was, this ability to sneak into such a place without anyone noticing really frightened Balian.
You must know that there is a high-level protective formation in this mansion.
But this visitor was able to sneak into this room quietly without disturbing Aweng and his mother.
Is there a ghost inside Shifang City?
At this moment, Baili'an Zunxian's bones are locked and his spiritual power is sealed. If the person who comes here is really evil.
Apart from him, I'm afraid six lives will be wasted tonight.
"Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt them."
The frost-like voice seemed to come through the moonlight. Listening to it at night, the sound was indescribably low and beautiful, distant and lonely.
The moment he heard the voice of the uninvited guest, Balian's secretly tense body instantly relaxed.
He searched for the sound and looked over. Since the dormitory where Balian lived was a high-rise attic, the round window hinges were built particularly wide.
In the fusion of the cool night moonlight and the warm luminous pearls in the house, a slender, graceful female figure leaned sideways and fell into the window frame.
The woman's body was covered with the desolate moonlight, and the light from the runes dispersed into light spots floating on the surface of her eyes, giving her an indescribable ascetic coldness when she looked up.
Mottled light and shadow came in together with the wind from outside the half-closed window, blowing the woman's soft and long dark hair.
She was sitting half sideways in the window frame, her movements were clearly lazy, but her green dress was still stern in the moonlight wind, and it was like a solitary bamboo growing slowly like a bamboo.
The tips of the ten elegant and snow-white fingers were each connected to a translucent silk thread. The long silk thread spread to the ground, and the ends were connected to two little wooden puppets, one on each side of her left and right hands, following her gaze.
Loosely, fingers move randomly.
The two puppets then danced gracefully, with flexible and interesting movements. At first glance, they looked like two miniature villains endowed with souls.
"Fu Huo?" Seeing the demeanor and appearance of the visitor, Baili'an was stunned on the spot, his thoughts a little stagnant.
Didn't this guy take Xun Zhou with him to travel around the world, to see the majestic mountains and rivers and the four seasons of the world that their master promised but never fulfilled?
Emotions develop during the day, but are brought back to their original state at night.
Could this be the legend that I once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword, but then I was too lazy to do it?
No wonder Aweng and her mother were not alarmed. She held the sacred weapon Minkun and could break through the formation space with a single stroke.
When the name was read again, Ninety-nine's face was still calm and indifferent, but deep in his eyes, there was a subtle little emotion of joy.
She snorted lightly and said, "I went to Shu with Liu Shi. The journey was really far and the climate was a little unaccustomed to me.
However, I saw two gadgets on the way, this one..."
With a flick of her fair and slender fingers, the two little figures on the ground jumped up and jumped into Balian's bathtub.
Like two little people walking on water, they are clearly in the water, but under the control of Jiujiu, their bodies are not sinking at all, as if they are treading on flat ground, spinning around Bai Lian's body in the water.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bailian picked up one of the small dolls from the water. The doll had flowing hair, an oval face, big eyes, and a
Applying two round lumps of blush, the eyes look like paint.
At first glance, it looks like a smaller and naive version of Trumpet Ninety-Nine.
It's just that compared to the large-sized Ninety-Nine, which has a cold temperament, the small-sized doll has a bit more cuteness and naivety.
Balian couldn't help teasing him. He hooked one of the villain's arms with his fingers and couldn't help but laugh:
"How come Yinghuo, who is unique in heaven and earth, can't adapt to the climate?"
This excuse is really lame.
Fortunately, during the day, she and Fang Geyu had to say goodbye in a heavy mood like "it's better to forget each other in the world".
Good guy, before half a day has passed, he sneaked into Fang Geyu's house and stunned her personal maid.
From the looks of it, Fang Geyu didn't seem to know that Jiujiu had sneaked back.
There were two small dolls in the water, one male and one female. Under the control of Jiujiu's fingers, the two small dolls jumped onto Balian's shoulders and stopped motionless.
The puppet threads on the tips of the ninety-nine fingers broke, and the remaining silk threads quickly dispersed into the bodies of the two small puppets.
The moment the silk thread disappeared, the two puppets seemed to have been given souls, and their dark pupils suddenly became bright.
Balian also noticed the extraordinaryness of these two little dolls and asked in surprise: "This is?"
Jiujiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "I saw these gadgets at a market in a city in Shu Kingdom. They looked particularly pleasing to the eye, so I bought this pair and made some modifications.
Made a talisman puppet.
The moment the spiritual thread was transferred into their bodies, the first breath they took was your breath, which means that they will only regard you as their master in the future, and you can control them as you wish."
It took a while for Balian to react, and he laughed and said, "So... this is a gift you brought from Shu for me?"
Jiujiu tilted her head slightly, and her distinctive black pupils reflected the warm light from the night lamp, which made her eyes, which were naturally cold and without warmth, become a bit softer.
"Well, in that filthy Tiansheng Sword Mountain, I have received a lot of favors from you. If I guessed correctly about the Crimson Cherry Flame Tree, it was an opportunity given to you by Mohe Shuci. I have become one with you.
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The spiritual source of the Feiying Flame Tree melts and emerges from your body. It is not easy to force the separation. At that time, you paid a corresponding price for it and became such a little fox for Shu Ci..."
Having said this, Jiujiu paused for a moment and raised his eyes to look at Bailian: "Now that you and I are no longer hostile, the karmic favor owed to us naturally needs to be reciprocated.
Although these two dolls are small in size, when combined, they have a level of cultivation comparable to the Thousand Tribulation Realm, which is enough to protect themselves in the Kunlun Pure Ruins."
Balian was stunned and allowed the two little dolls that climbed up to his earlobes to bite his earlobes affectionately.
Therefore, when she came back all the way, she heard the news that his cultivation was blocked and he was about to be escorted to Kunlun for suppression.
A doll comparable to the Thousand Tribulation Realm...
Not to mention that there is no one like her anywhere in the world, even though she is the unique puppet Yinghuo and has the world-famous puppet mecha skills.
However, in just half a day, a doll with such powerful cultivation was created.
Balian is not stupid, I believe this is no simple matter.
Jiujiu opened her eyelids and could see what Bailian wanted to write at this moment. She said lightly:
"With my own strength, I cannot easily possess a doll with such a level of cultivation in such a short period of time.
But have you forgotten that I have never been alone?"
Judging from the meaning of these words, there is actually help from the six senses.
Balian asked curiously: "Where is Xun Zhou?"
Jiujiu jumped down from the window sill and said: "I left her in Shu. One person can do the gift-giving, so why two people? Or..."
Miss Doll raised her eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Do you miss her?"
This is really a strange question to ask.
Bailian shook his head and said with a smile: "Xun Zhou and I have only been apart for half a day, why do we miss each other?"
It was okay to watch Ninety-Nine from a distance. She jumped down from the window sill without any smoke and smoke, and the distance was instantly shortened.
The inherent pressure on her suddenly came over her.
A tepid smile appeared on Ninety-nine's face: "That's right. Now that you have Wen Xiang Ruyu in my arms, there are still six of them. How can you still distract yourself from Xun Zhou?"
Look at this momentum... Is she here to stand up for Xun Zhou?
But Miss Doll doesn't seem to have such a temperament that she can hold on after eating.
As Jiujiu approached step by step, Bai Lian's body gradually became cold, and then he realized that the spiritual liquid in the bathtub had already lost its temperature.
And he was still naked and didn't have time to put on any clothes.
Balian reacted and quickly raised his arms to grab the clothes hanging on the screen.
Unexpectedly, a snow-white jade hand with long and fine bones took the clothes off the screen one step ahead of him.
Ninety-Nine allowed Balian to stand still in the bathtub with his arms frozen, without any emotion on his face. While walking over, he also placed the pair of green satin and black-soled dragons neatly placed on the sandalwood pedals.
The boots were kicked aside.
The movement was so subtle that Balian didn't notice it.
"I didn't want people to know that I was back in Shifang City, so I had no choice but to let the six of them fall asleep."
Jiujiu said he had no choice but to show no apology on his face.
After saying this, Miss Doll raised her head and glanced at the unresponsive Balian quietly, frowning slightly.
Then he waited for a while.
That unabashed look actually made Baili Ansheng feel shy and uncomfortable.
Seeing Balian squatting down little by little, he seemed to be preparing to soak in the medicinal bath again, using the floating elixir to cover his body.
The shallow vertical mark between the ninety-nine eyebrows slowly wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.
She spoke calmly: "So how long are you going to stay in there? Don't you have to wear clothes?"
The night is bright and the sky is long, the beauty has a cold face, her eyes are like dark jade sinking in water, and her voice seems to be cold enough to penetrate into people's bones.
"Come here, I'll help you get dressed."
The words he spoke were completely inconsistent with the cold voice.
Bailian was shocked on the spot. For a moment, he thought that Jiujiu was possessed by evil spirits.
This was completely unlike what she could say.
What's more, Ninety-nine's thoughts are by no means as normal as those of ordinary people.
After the death of the Snow City Lord, Jiujiu was like a broken paper kite. He acted according to his own preferences and wishes, but was not bound by worldly human intelligence, favors, etiquette and laws.
Balian believed that the relationship with Jiujiu had eased and gotten closer that day in the deep lake of Holy Sword Mountain.
But there is absolutely no way that she can do such a thing as a servant with a low eyebrow.
How dare Balian ask her to serve him, let alone that for some unknown reason at this moment, Jiujiu, who said he was here to repay a favor and give a gift, seemed to be feeling inexplicably unhappy.
The temperature emanating from the inside is so cold that no one dares to approach it easily.
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