Chapter two hundred and sixty eight
"Lihua...Gudi?" Lan Tianxing chased after her. The pattern on her back looked very much like the face of a beautiful woman.
The beauty suddenly turned around and smiled sweetly at Lan Tianxing. The smile was very charming and sultry, with a touch of intoxicating temptation. Tian Xing was stunned for a moment and took two steps back. Such a charming smile did not make him feel any pain.
The desire that was aroused made him feel very strange.
A kind of weirdness hidden behind layers of fog that cannot be clearly seen or grasped.
"Come to me, I will take you to find what you want..." The beauty kept walking towards him, "I will definitely do what I promised you, but... you should also give me what I expect, you let me
I've been waiting for so long...".
"Wait!" Lan Tianxing took two steps back and asked, "I have a wife! Besides, I don't know you, why are you waiting for me?".
The beauty kept moving forward and looked at Chen Meng on the wedding bed and smiled charmingly, "Are you talking about her? You can only look at her but not touch her. How is it different from a corpse? Can you really keep guarding her like this?"
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Guarding her like this all the time? Would he have the heart to let her sleep like this all the time?
Lan Tianxing's heart suddenly ached. He watched the beautiful woman keep running towards him and didn't dodge. Instead, she pinched her fingertips and flicked a drop of blood away from him. The beautiful woman was two steps away from him.
The position suddenly stopped, and then her body fell to the ground like scattered petals...
"Blood of the God of War..." The beauty's soft and illusory face showed an expression of frightened disbelief before the petals collapsed, and she said hatefully, "Can you just bear to... do this to me?".
The copper bells on the eaves outside the window tinkled with the wind, making bursts of melodious music.
"Huh? Meng'er..." When Lan Tianxing was awakened by the melodious ringtone, he was anxious to see his beloved wife on the wedding bed. Chen Meng was still sleeping peacefully and was not disturbed by the plot just now, because it was just him.
I'm just dreaming.
Because Chen Meng's body was too cold to touch, although he slept in the wedding room every night, he couldn't share the same bed with his beloved wife. He could only sleep soundly on the sofa in the small hall outside.
For a while, even so, he wanted to stay by her side.
Someone tapped twice on the window outside, "Tian Xing...".
"Well..." Lan Tianxing turned around and opened the curtains when he saw that his beloved wife was fine. Huatang was standing on the horizontal eaves less than half a foot wide outside the window, knocking on the window.
He stayed up most of the night and stood outside the window on the third floor of his house. Did he want to peep into some secret or did he want to come over and eavesdrop out of curiosity?
Master Hua Zhuang is a master-level figure of the 'Yanliu Sect', so he shouldn't be that boring, right? So Tian Xing quickly opened the window, and Hua Tang also stood in their wedding room.
"Is Chenmeng okay?" Hua Tang glanced in the direction of the marriage bed. This was what he was most concerned about.
"Huh? She's... okay..." Lan Tianxing was a little surprised. He just fell asleep and had a dream. Although he saw a beautiful woman who had just taken a bath in the dream, which was quite beautiful, nothing happened to him.
Let’s do it. Master Hua Zhuang didn’t sleep and came to his house in the middle of the night to question him?
Can the plot in the dream be taken seriously? Besides, how did Huatang know that he had such a dream?
When Hua Tang saw that Chen Meng was safe and sound, he didn't ask any more questions and went directly out of the bedroom to the hall downstairs. Lan Tianxing knew that he had something to say, so he closed the door gently and followed him out.
It was almost two o'clock at midnight. The Rose King was awakened by the sound in the hall and knew something was going on, so he came out to join in the fun.
Huatang showed up at this time. It would be unrealistic to say that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and wanted to find someone to chat with.
The Rose King had just brought hot tea into the living room. Huatang held the shimmering blue bead in his palm and quickly drew an oval pattern in mid-air, like the shape of an ancient bronze mirror. But
The surface of this mirror was shrouded in a layer of fog that was constantly billowing, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"Master, what are you doing?" Rose King asked curiously. Master Hua's expression at this moment looked like that of a Taoist priest.
"Sister Mei..." Lan Tianxing gestured to her not to ask any more questions, and Huatang's "practice" of concentration could not be disturbed.
Huatang flicked on the pattern that looked like a mirror, and clear pictures gradually emerged in the billowing blue mist.
The picture shows the exterior of the villa that Lan Tianxing used as his new house. The figure of a charming woman stands on the eaves of the roof on the third floor. She holds a flower with a snow-colored halo in her palm. The flower slowly
falling downward.
The next picture shows the snow-colored flowers paused for a moment outside the glass window of the bedroom on the third floor, and then disappeared through the window as if without any obstruction. The woman on the roof looked in the direction of the window and saw that her right hand was raised.
Her posture seemed to be holding some kind of magic seal, and the flower floated into the room because of her urging.
"It turns out someone is joking with me..." Lan Tianxing smiled.
Then the scene in the painting was a bit surprising. Suddenly a dazzling light flashed through the bedroom window, like a bolt of lightning sweeping across the sky. The woman standing on the roof trembled suddenly and her mouth became wet.
She was standing in the direction of the backlight. Although she couldn't see very clearly, she could feel or guess that she was injured by something, and the injury was so severe that she lost her breath and vomited blood.
When Huatang's fluttering figure in white flies into the screen, you can see the woman covering herself with a burst of scattered petals. When Huatang brushes away those falling petals as quickly as possible, the eaves of the roof are
The person standing there was no longer visible. The fallen flowers were falling illusoryly downwards along the window, turning into dust before they reached the ground.
"Did something happen to you just now? Was it that pear blossom soul?" Huatang flicked his finger in the void, and the mirror surface swayed like water ripples. After the ripples dissipated, the green star
The color bead fell back into his palm, and Huatang disappeared as soon as he retracted his fingers.
Lan Tianxing nodded, then shook his head, "Not sure...".
"Why?" Huatang asked.
"It feels...something doesn't seem right..." Lan Tianxing paused for a moment and then explained, "She just entered my dream and wanted to talk to me...oh...that pear blossom soul has limited cultivation after all, and shouldn't have such a deep Taoist practice...".
Huatang paused for a moment and then asked, "You mean, that woman just now can sneak into your dream with the help of that flower?".
"That's right! So..." Lan Tianxing lowered his head and looked at the fingertips of his left hand. There were still clear blood stains on the fingertips that had not dried up. This also showed that the plots in the dream just seemed to have happened in reality and were not complete.
It's just a dream that can explain it.
"The blood of the God of War and the Chi Lei Sword are indestructible!" Huatang sighed softly and shook his head with a hint of self-mockery, "With you by her side, why should I worry about it?".
Lan Tianxing nodded to agree with this statement, but also comforted, "Senior Brother Meng'er will definitely know what he is thinking. I thank him on her behalf for his hard work!".
Huatang smiled bitterly. He had already rested with Zi Rui, but the Jasper Bead sensed a strange magnetic field approaching and woke him up. He was afraid that there was danger here and Lan Tianxing couldn't handle it, so he ran over here without sleeping in the middle of the night.
He wanted to help, but Lan Tianxing seriously injured the intruder with just a drop of blood.
"Since there's nothing wrong, I'll go back first..." Huatang didn't stay to drink tea, and Zi Rui was still waiting for him at home. But he didn't know that he had left the beauty next to him and came to join in the fun. The neglected beauty would soon
What do you think?
"Senior brother, please..." Lan Tianxing sent Huatang out of the hall, turned around and told the Rose King, "Let Lan Ze go see Rufang, bring her over, and say I'll invite her to tea...".
"Now?" Rose King looked at the time. This is usually the time when normal people are most sleepy.
"Yeah! Let Qingchuan and Qingyuan follow and bring the person over as soon as possible..." Lan Tianxing turned around and added when he went upstairs, "Don't let A Lang know about such a small matter...".
Rose King nodded, "Okay!".
Lan Tianxing sympathized with Ji Lang's hard work and wanted him to spend more time with his wife, children and lover. The Rose King also felt the same, and it was precisely because of this that Ji Lang followed him loyally. (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!