Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort

Wei Yuanwei was really tired today, perhaps it was because she had not held onto the scalpel for a long time, the moment she touched the pillow, she immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Jinjin looked at Wei Yuanwei"s sleeping appearance, her jet-black eyes were especially bright in the pitch-black night. They were bright, and then carefully and gently kissed Wei Yuanwei"s forehead.

"My wife, you can only be mine!"

In the encampment, Xuan Li who was standing high above had already paid attention to Feng Yin for a day, and was hesitating in his heart. He wanted to kill Feng Yin, but if he wanted to save his master from Heavenly Demon Pavilion, he could only use Feng Yin as an exchange, as that was the only way.

If his master hadn"t lost his mind, he wouldn"t have to be so conflicted to face his enemy and be unable to kill him.

In the end, Xuan Li made up his mind. He was afraid that if Yue Yang continued to hesitate, the danger to his master would increase.

After Ning Zheyan rested for a day, her expression recovered a little, but she was after all, a person who did not have any Inner Qi, so her injuries recovered extremely slowly.

"After blowing the whistle, you will hang the letter with the red ribbon on top of the tree and leave immediately. Afterwards, you will go and take a look every morning. If you see the red ribbon, it means that the Heavenly Demon Pavilion has responded!" Ning Zheyan asked Xuan Li to take out a whistle that looked like a skeleton from his arms.

The unique thing about this skeleton whistle was that one could only hear the sound from afar, but not from close by.

Xuan Li pointed at the skull whistle tightly in his hand as he frowned: "But will you be okay if you do this?"

Ning Zheyan cracked into a pale smile: "If Pavilion Master had tried to kill me, I would have died a long time ago!"

Xuan Li nodded when he heard this.

In the secret room, an orange candlelight flashed sinisterly on Baili Qingcheng"s Maitreya"s mask wearing face. He did not think that he would receive any useful enlightenment from Wei Yuanwei, but never thought that Wei Yuanwei"s few words would wake him up.

He felt much better during the operation. He did not have to worry about how to look like the person in the portrait, but rather, he had to make his face look as natural as possible.

And then there was the similarity!

Qian Mo walked in with a piece of faith tied with a red ribbon. "My lord!"

Baili Qingcheng turned his head to look at the letter in Qian Mo"s hand.

After that, he opened the letter, and his deep eyes suddenly moved, and a sinister smile spread across his lips.

"Master, this should not have been pa.s.sed down from our Heavenly Demon Pavilion!" As for what was written on the letter, he was naturally even more unclear about it.

"Indeed, this was not sent to us from the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, it was sent by Mu Jin"s men." Baili Qingcheng pursed his lips, his profound smile growing wider and wider.

Qian Qian Mo"s mechanical expression revealed a hint of surprise: "Mu Jin"s people actually have this ability, to actually know the communication method within our Heavenly Demon Pavilion? And he even got a skeleton whistle? "

"Could it be Villa Owner Ning?" Qian Mo thought about it. Not everyone had a skeleton whistle. As long as they removed it, they would know who it was.

"He"s no longer Villa Owner Ning!" Baili Qingcheng"s cold voice caused the surrounding temperature to drop by several degrees.

Qian Mo immediately lowered his head. "This subordinate deserves to die!"

"I never thought that Mu Jin"s men would accidentally find Feng Yin!" Baili Qingcheng continued.

This was getting more and more interesting.

"Then, are they planning to use the Hymn of the Wind to threaten the Pavilion Master?" asked Qian Mo as soon as she heard it.

"That"s right, they want to use Feng Yin to exchange for Mu Jin and Wei Yuanwei!" Baili Qingcheng didn"t need to think to know that Ning Zheyan had told them everything.

He had been right to keep his life.

The development of this matter became more and more out of his expectations. However, it was still within his grasp.

"What does the lord mean?"

However, Baili Qingcheng only muttered to himself as he held onto the letter that was emitting the scent of ink, and then turned to Qian Mo and asked: "How is Wei Guanshu?"

"Under the guidance of the instructor"s mama, Wei Guanshu was extremely strict in her practice, and adding the fact that she already has a background in zither, chess, painting, and so on, it"s not difficult for him to imitate them!"

"Painting a tiger"s skin is hard to draw a bone, don"t say that it"s similar, I want them to be the same person from the bottom of their bones! A single glance, a single movement, and even a single gesture in lifting his hair, all of this must be reflected in his eyes! " Right now, everything was progressing according to his expectations, so he was only missing one move from Wei Guanshu.

"This subordinate will have the teacher"s nanny properly supervise her!"

"Okay." Baili Qingcheng said lightly and walked out of the secret room.

It was already dark outside, and the moon was shining brightly in the sky.

When they walked onto the veranda that night, Baili Qingcheng couldn"t help but think of the Wei Yuanwei he met that night. Her personality was very casual, even though he was only seventeen, but his actions and actions already revealed a sense of steadiness and maturity, a confidence that could control everything in the world.

He had seen bewitching, enchanting and enchanting women, as well as women who brought out hibiscus in clear water, as well as girls who were shy as jade from a small family. However, it was his first time seeing a woman like Wei Yuanwei, who seemed to be able to control everything and live freely and unrestrainedly.

After taking off the Maitreya"s mask on his face, the black-clothed Baili Qingcheng quickly rushed to Wei Yuanwei"s courtyard like a light cloud.

At this moment, the small courtyard was extremely quiet. The moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone path, as if it was covered with a layer of white frost.

He quietly entered the room and pushed open the door.

The first thing he saw was two figures lying on a mahogany bed.

When Baili Qingcheng walked in, the two on the bed did not react in the slightest.

Wei Yuanwei slept at the innermost corner. Her hair that was as smooth as silk was spread on her pillow, and her current appearance couldn"t be seen.

Mu Jin on the other hand, was hugging Wei Yuanwei from the back. His entire head was smacked the side of Wei Yuanwei"s head, and from time to time, she would smack her lips together before using his head to rub against Wei Yuanwei"s head.

This scene was so harmonious and beautiful. Even though the two of them were quietly sleeping, it gave people a very warm feeling.

Baili Qingcheng inched closer to the bed. Mu Jin"s Spirit Qi and martial arts were still there, so it was impossible for him to not notice him. Could it be that it was really because of his mind that he lost even the most basic of vigilance and vigilance?

Baili Qingcheng stayed at the side of the bed for a while. Wei Yuanwei was obviously exhausted, her sleeping posture had not changed, but on the other hand, Mu Jin"s sleeping position was a little unsteady. Sometimes, his face would itch, and sometimes she would scratch it with her hands, and sometimes she would feel that his sleeping position was uncomfortable.