Foxy Beauty Charms the World

Wan Xin didn't bother to keep an eye on Qin Lingmo and instead went deeper into the suburbs. There was a ruined temple by the people's road leading to the neighboring city. The broken lintel was covered with cobwebs, vermilion paint was mottled, and the grass grew between the eaves. Even passersby would not choose to rest here.

Xuan Xin, on the other hand, didn't mind at all as she strode into the abandoned temple.

The pungent smell that assaulted his nose made him slightly frown. The shrine inside the temple had already half collapsed. The idol was mottled with the color of an embryo, and there were traces of water stains that looked like silent tears.

He picked up the red lacquered Cloud Dragon xun hanging on his waist and played it lightly. A deep and strange rhythm flew out. As the music spread out like waves, countless black and red snakes crawled out of the crevices. They moved like waves, like well-trained soldiers, and gathered on the ground in front of the shrine.

It was unknown what method they used to lift up a large piece of the wooden floor. A white ball of something the size of a person was revealed. Wan Xin stopped blowing the xun, and those elk snakes all opened up a path for him, and he slowly walked over with his hands behind his back.

The milky-white silk looked like a big cocoon. It seemed to be wriggling and squirming. Wan Xin once again put the xun to his lips, a high-pitched sound flew out. Just like a signal, the elk snakes that retreated earlier all jumped onto the cocoon, crazily gnawed on the layers of silk, and then drilled into it.

The cocoon began to shake violently, and Wan Xin took two steps back. Just as the last step came to a stop, a hand stretched out from the cocoon. Then, the silk ruptured and a person came out.

He stood up shakily like a newborn baby, his body bare and sticky with bits and pieces of silk. The way he walked was strange at first, as if he had broken his spine and was standing up straight, his head bowed, his long hair covering his face.

Wan Xin smiled, put the xun away, and snapped her fingers.

The man in the cocoon moved closer to him, then plopped down on his knees beside Wan Xin's feet. Xuan Xin's right protector looked down at him, the smile on his lips slowly growing colder. He grabbed the man's jaw and raised it. The face in his hair was Qin Lingmo, and his eyes were misty and hollow.

"Go on, good boy."

Qin Lingmo slowly staggered out of the cocoon and slowly walked out of the temple. Something that happened to move beneath the smooth skin.

Hu Ying waited all the way till dusk, but Qin Lingmo did not appear. To fill in the boredom, she played with the boys at the gatehouse. As she continued to win, her monthly money was piled into a small mountain, and the servants' faces were as wrinkled as eighteen street hemp flowers.

The housekeeper stopped Hu Ying's impulse to continue playing as he did not want to involve Miss Hu Ying in preventing the servants in the mansion from drinking the alcohol to the wind next month.

"How about, Miss Little Hu, come over later to take a look?"

"Hmm …" "Alright." Hu Ying, who had finally recovered some of the loss at the wine shop, nodded. Actually, she didn't want to leave, but after waiting for almost a day, she still hadn't seen any trace of Qin Lingmo. She thought that he was definitely in the palace or the political affairs hall. She felt a little depressed, so she sent someone to tell her.

However, despite her depressed mood, Hu Ying had been feeling flustered all day. She couldn't even calm down when she was counting the money in the wine shop. Thus, she squatted down and waited for Ling Mo to return. However, no one could be seen.

As the reddish-gold sunset gradually sank into the horizon, the tired birds all returned to their nests.

Would such a big person be alright? But to a fox, this age was no different from a child. "Ugh …" Did he get lost?

Hu Ying muttered as she walked out of the Prime Minister's Residence. With her hands behind her back, she kicked at a small rock by the roadside. Since she had nothing better to do, she might as well pick up the Night Dew so that she could brew the Silver Flower Night Dew.

Melilotus, honeysuckle and honeysuckle were all easy to deal with, but night dew was more troublesome. If you want the wine to smell of grass and wood, you need to collect grass and leaf dew. If you want to add flower fragrance, you need to make flowers and dew. It was the season for pomegranate flowers to bloom. Hu Ying also naturally decided to collect some pomegranate flower dew.

Although the night in White Peony City was still bustling with activity, it couldn't be compared with daytime. As they left the main street, the voices gradually thinned, and the surroundings were shrouded in a tranquil night. There are a few years old pomegranate trees in the west of the city, the bright red durum flowers like a red brocade. Hu Ying held a jade bowl in her hands and used a silver spoon to lightly touch the dewy water. Gathering the water bit by bit like this consumed a lot of energy and time. But for the sake of the restaurant's reputation and quality, she was willing to spend more time.

This was quite a test. No, it was Fox Heart. Hu Ying was not impatient. It was just that she was a little out of sorts. In his heart, he was still considering whether he should go to the Prime Minister's Estate to take a look later. Or did the palace have something to do with him? His turn to stay the night?

She shook her head. Forget it, even if he came back, he would probably be tired. I am so understanding. Hu Ying praised herself as she put down the silver spoon. She then turned around and pretended to sigh, "If you have something to say, just come out and say it. I hate sneaking around the most."

Behind her was the empty street, but just as she finished speaking, a figure descended from a nearby roof. Hu Ying's night vision was very good. Even though the moonlight was not very bright, she was still able to tell that it was a woman. She was carrying a black gold Mist Blade and was wearing a dark red, sleeveless collar.

"Who are you?" Hu Ying was certain that it was a person, even though it felt very different from an ordinary person.

"We just met today." The woman's voice was pleasant to hear, but it was faintly audible.

Hu Ying shrugged, "I don't remember, have you seen it before? "It's no use trying to get close to me. If you want to buy wine, please come in tomorrow morning."

"My name is Bajie Ying, my family's young master has just met you."

"Oh, oh, oh!" You are the maid of the scimitar! " Compared to the name of Gu Ye, Hu Ying was the first to shout out the name of the agate scimitar. Eighth Layer Sakura Peak frowned slightly and looked at Hu Ying with some disdain, "I came to advise you to give up on my Young Master. It is impossible for you all to do so."

"Huh? What did you say? " When Hu Ying heard this, he was confused.

"I've seen many people like you. There's nothing bad about liking money, but you have to look at your target to hook up with them. Save it, otherwise, you won't get a good result." Eight Cherry Blossom only thought that the other side was playing dumb, and her words were even more impolite.

"Wait a minute, who did I hook up with?"

"Don't think that my family's young master can sleep peacefully after saying those words to you. He won't come back for you." Bajie Ying slightly raised her chin. Hu Ying, who was standing opposite her, knitted her brows as she thought for a moment. She suddenly came to a realization and asked, "You said that your master likes me?"

"Stop pretending!" "I've seen many people trying to capture him."

Hu Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then, she suddenly recalled something as her expression turned slightly solemn. "What did he mean by those words he said in the store?"

Of course, Bajie wouldn't repeat it again. She was already determined to prove that the other party was playing dumb, so she was even more disdainful. He also felt that it wasn't worth it for Gu Ye to fall for such a girl.

Hu Ying removed the scimitar from her waist, placed it on top of the cushion, and looked at Eight Cherry Blossom: "This can't be a token of love, right?"

"Don't think that you can …" Bajie Ying thought she was going to quibble and wanted to cut her off completely. Unexpectedly, Hu Ying actually stretched out her hand and handed the scimitar to Eight Cherry, "Take it. Return it to your master, I have no interest in him."

She did not expect that Hu Ying would be so straightforward. Eight-Layered Cherry was clearly startled as she stared at the scimitar. In fact, she did not know whether she should take it or not.

It's that simple? This scimitar was their treasure, and the only people that could obtain it were the Wolf Queen and the Wolf Young Concubine. I wonder how many women have put in so much effort to gain its approval. Once, a long time ago, she had had a sliver of hope, a little bit of hope …

Hu Ying, however, did not think much of it. She pushed the scimitar directly into the hands of Eight Cherry. "I already have someone I love. I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in your family's master."

"What?!" You, you said you have a lover?! " She couldn't hide the astonishment on her face as she sized up Hu Ying. Out of respect for the Young Lord, she couldn't help but argue, "What kind of lover do you have? Even if you do have one, how can you compare to the Young Lord?!"

Who said I can't compare! "Let's not talk about how my Mo Mo is the court's assistant, I think he's the best, what do you think!" Hu Ying naturally did not want to hear others say that Qin Lingmo was not good at all. He puffed out his chest like a proud leopard cat protecting its food.

The eighth cherry eyes turned cold as her hand gripped her blade's hilt and she asked solemnly: "Qin Lingmo! You are actually Qin Lingmo's woman! " She furrowed her brows as she carefully examined her surroundings with a measuring gaze. Hu Ying had never been afraid of anything before, and thus, she openly let her have a look.

Suddenly, Hu Ying's vision blurred, and the Eight Layered Cherry disappeared in front of Hu Ying. In the blink of an eye, her left hand appeared, while her right hand held the saber behind her as she dashed toward Hu Ying Bai's delicate neck without any hesitation.

Ding!

The Eight Layered Cherry was shocked, she did want to kill, and did not show any mercy. She was not the type of person who would show mercy to someone who was weak. As long as she was a threat to the young master, she would definitely eradicate him.

However, she actually saw her own sword being blocked! It was blocked by a pomegranate branch just like that.

"How is this possible!" She couldn't help but exclaim.

"Trying to sneak attack me was a waste of effort, and I'm not fair to you." With a leisurely expression, Hu Ying removed the pomegranate branch. She acknowledged that the Eight Stage Cherry's speed and agility were extremely quick and nimble, but to a demoness, it was still a step too late. From this point of view, it was indeed unfair to the Eight Layered Cherry. After all, the innate abilities of different races were different.

Bajie Ying didn't think so. From her point of view, Hu Ying merely raised the flower branch and blocked her attack. Yet, Hu Ying didn't seem to know any martial arts. This was too weird.

An indescribable sense of coercion struck her, and without thinking, the Eight Layered Cherry Blades rushed forward, their blades slashing horizontally, and the silver light quickly drew a line in the air, in an instant splitting Hu Ying Qian Li's figure into two halves.

However, Hu Ying, who was standing right in front of her, suddenly appeared to her left. She didn't even notice how she got there. With a flash of white light, Hu Ying was already by her side.

"Aiya, I already said that I was unfair to you. "Why are you so stubborn!" Holding the jade bowl in her hand, Hu Ying heaved a long sigh.

"This is impossible!" Shocked, the Eight Layered Cherry turned around quickly. Before the blade could be turned around, Hu Ying had already flashed behind him. The branch in his hand twitched, smashing onto the back of the Eight Layered Cherry. Although he didn't have much strength, for the Eight Cherry Blossom, the attack on his back was enough to kill him on the battlefield.

Without a doubt, she had lost by just one move.

"This is really weird, I still have a lot of things to do! "In short, I have no interest in your master, that's all." Hu Ying waved her hand and left while carrying the jade bowl. As she walked, she mumbled to herself, "Losing a good heart is really cool …"

And this was the first time that she had been defeated so thoroughly, so unbelievably, so completely. For a long time, she didn't come back to her senses, only staring at Hu Ying's back as she disappeared from the end of the street. When her gaze fell on the crescent blade, she slightly restrained her spirit and leaped up. Her figure was like a snowy breeze as she leapt onto the roof of the house beside her and disappeared under the moonlight.