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Chapter 257 The Mysterious White Shadow

Is this little girl really so sleepy?

Just now she was on guard against him, as if she was afraid of being frivolous by him, but now she actively asked him to hug her, and she fell asleep so naturally in his arms.

Wasn't she worried that he would attack her, a young master, while she was sleeping?

Or is she, a sleepy cat, not wary of anyone when she gets sleepy? How can he trust her to be outside alone in the future if he is so sleepy?

Looking at her beautiful face sleeping peacefully in his arms, his charming phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of helplessness, but more of an indulgent tenderness.

No matter what, the worst thing is that he will watch her more closely from now on and not let other men take advantage of her!

In the quiet trap, the smooth iron and copper walls on all sides were so cold that they constantly exuded a chill.

As time passed, she seemed to fall into a deep sleep, breathing shallow and even, and her breath lingered in his breath.

I really miss this feeling.

He closed his eyes in contentment and sighed softly.

However, while he was satisfied, he began to feel more and more pain where the sharp knife stabbed his back.

Just now, in order to prevent her from noticing the blood flowing out, he had been casting spells to force the blood back.

Such a counter-blood method consumes a lot of energy. He can't do this for too long, otherwise it will waste his strength. If Leng Yun and the others are attacked by the enemy before they arrive, how can he protect his body?

Little cutie.

Now that she happened to be asleep, he could just bleed some blood, which was much easier than the counter-blood method just now.

After carefully observing her sleeping face again to ensure that she would not wake up from her deep sleep, he finally relaxed his spell.

As soon as the magic power was gone, he felt the clothes on his back slowly become wet with blood.

His eyebrows darkened in disgust.

In order to meet his little cutie tonight, he specially changed into a new suit. He wanted to show off his most handsome appearance and dazzle his little cutie again. Who knew that these ungrateful people would dare to dazzle him tonight?

All the hard work was ruined.

Tsk! Peony, oiran?

See how he deals with this woman who ruined his image!

He narrowed his phoenix eyes, and his eyes became fierce and fierce.



The dark night shrouded the entire flower street and willow alley.

The neon-like lanterns symbolizing the place of fireworks are high on the fireworks pavilion.

Leng Yun hid in the darkness of Xianyun Tower, paying attention to every movement in Xianyun Tower.

For a while, he felt vaguely uneasy.

After thinking about it, he decided to sneak in and find out.

So, with luck on his side, he sneaked into the second floor silently with just a tap.

He flew to Mudan's wing with a clear purpose, lurked in the corner outside the window, and listened intently to what was going on inside.

But he never heard Ao Chenye's voice. He just felt that something was wrong with the situation.

So, he slightly opened a small hole in the corner of the window to see what was going on inside.

He didn't see Ao Chenye's figure, but he saw - with a "beep" sound, a small side door opened behind the barrier in the wing room, and Peony walked out of it, followed by her maidservant.

Leng Yun frowned, doubts spreading in his heart.

According to the king's plan, he obviously came to see the oiran Peony.

The land of fireworks is a place where three religions and nine streams gather, and the benefactors are the most defenseless in these gentle villages.

Wang originally came here tonight to test and see if there was any news about the Mohist, and Peony Courtesan should be the first choice, but why is there no trace of Wang now?

Not only that, he also took a brief look at other places while sneaking in, but saw no trace of the king.

Where did the king go?

Just when he was filled with doubts, the maid behind Mudan spoke: "Miss, you have just discovered that the identity of the noble master tonight is inappropriate, why did you take his life when he fell into your soul-stirring song?

Forget it, why go to all the trouble of luring him to the back garden and risking Ke'er's life in vain? What should I do if my mother asks about Ke'er's whereabouts?"

Peony walked calmly on lotus steps, swaying to the soft couch and sat down.

She gently caressed the spot on the soft couch where Ao Chen had slept just now, and narrowed her beautiful eyes schemingly.

"Wenwen, do you think that the noble young master just now has really been hypnotized by my hypnotic song? No, he is pretending to sleep. How could the majestic king of Tenglong Kingdom be deceived by my little trick?

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Hearing this, Wenwen's eyes widened in shock: "What?! Miss, you said that noble young master is... the Tenglong King?!"

"Other than King Tenglong, who else dares to wear clothes embroidered with dragon patterns in this land? That is a capital offense of disrespect. And...his face reminds me of that person..."

At the end of the story, Peony's brows seemed to be filled with a touch of sadness.

Wenwen blinked in confusion.

Seeing the maid's confused expression, Mudan didn't want to explain too much. Some things shouldn't be known to too many people.

So, she just said her own words: "The only person who can be somewhat similar to him is the Dragon King."

After she finished speaking, her beautiful eyes narrowed with intense lovesickness, and her expression became a little bitter.

Lovesickness is the most painful.

Looking at her master's words and deeds, Wenwen knew that she shouldn't ask too many questions.

So, he changed the topic and said: "What are you going to do with the two people in the trap?"

Mudan rubbed her eyebrows and said helplessly: "King Tenglong must not be let go. As for Ke'er... I can only blame him for his bad fate. If King Tenglong hadn't fallen in love with him, I wouldn't have been able to lure King Tenglong into that place.

trap."

Then, she couldn't make up her mind and said: "Let's trap them first. I'll make a decision after I ask the palace master. He... is also there..."

Outside the window, Leng Yun listened to their conversation, feeling shocked and anxious at the same time.

The Ke'er they talk about... is Miss Ke'er?

Besides Miss Kerr, who else would Wang like?

They said they trapped Wang in a trap in the back garden...

Feeling very anxious, he did not stay for a moment, immediately used Qing Kung, and left as quietly as when he came.



When we came to the back garden, we were surrounded by white plum blossoms. We walked through it, but we didn't find any clues.

Leng Yun was a little anxious.

"It's clearly said to be in the back garden, so how can I not find it?"

He was so anxious that he wandered around among the white plum trees.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed past in the depths of the white plum blossoms, as if it had been spying on his whereabouts and disappeared as soon as he saw it.

"Who?!" Leng Yun immediately shouted vigilantly, then flew after him.

After several ups and downs, he caught up to the outside of the back garden wall.

However, the white figure just now was missing. Instead, he was surrounded by several people covered in black veils.

"Who are you?!" Leng Yun clenched the sword in his hand and looked at them warily.

However, as soon as he finished his question, these men in black attacked him without saying a word.

Their attack was so fierce that Leng Yun had no room to think and could only passively respond with his sword.



But in the back garden inside the wall, that white figure slowly walked out from behind a white plum blossom with thick branches. It was Su Mei.

He looked around the garden with piercing eyes, and finally, his eyes fell keenly on that distinctive plum blossom.

Looking at the plum blossoms that were blooming so beautifully, Sumei clenched her fists tightly and said softly with her slightly pale lips: "My master, I will save you."

Then, he walked lightly to the plum blossoms and took a deep breath, as if smelling something unusual.

Soon, he smelled a part of the plum blossom branch. He leaned slightly and took another deep breath towards the slightly protruding branch.

The snow-colored silver hair was gently raised in the cold night wind, traveling between the gorgeous plum petals, pure and enchanting.

In front of the plum tree, his posture looking for flaws was like a beautiful spiritual beast.


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