Chapter 245 Call me gentle and homely

Style: Fantasy Author: cowhide ropeWords: 2343Update Time: 24/01/13 16:33:21
If today, Liang Yue did not listen to Feng Jian's words and stabbed herself with Mo Xian, then Qing Yu would die today.

How could Liang Yue explain to Xi Yan that it was originally a rescue, but in the end, she got an advantage?

If he doesn't arrive in time today, Crazy Dad will be even more in danger.

And if she arrives, Liang Yue will definitely suck away the essence of Jing Yu.

"Master, your chess move is really good!"

Liang Yue locked herself in the room, and the more she thought about it, the more she became panicked. It happened that the person who was deliberately plotting against her was the master.

If it were anyone else, they could just pull her out, beat her up and break up completely, but Liang Yue couldn't bear to part with Hua Niang.

So, let’s not go see him!

You'an, she just needs to find a way to hide it.

Su Ye especially listened to Aunt Su's words. As long as he greeted Aunt Su well, Su Ye would not attack You'an.

Liang Yue tried her best to think on the bright side, but she was still restless.

or……

Put Youan in his own Xuding?

It seems safer this way.

As soon as Liang Yue left the door, she was stopped by Ban Qu.

"Princess, the master will be back later. Before leaving, he gave instructions. Princess, please learn to be gentle and stay at home. Don't leave the front door or the second door, so you can't leave Yusheng Garden."

Banqu expressed it so euphemistically, which was considered to be a great favor to Liang Yue.

Liang Yue closed the door.

"Think this will stop me?"

Liang Yue wanted to take out the dodge amulet, but found that the purse on her waist had been taken away by her crazy father at some point!

Liang Yue climbed onto the desk and found that the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, cinnabar, talisman and paper were all gone!

Crazy dad had already expected that she would not live in peace.

Liang Yue scratched her head, fighting against her crazy father, she was indeed still young.

Liang Yue opened the door again and sneered at Banqu: "I'm going to Tinglan Garden, and I'll be back before crazy dad comes back! You are so good-looking, Banqu, you must be accommodating, right?"

Banqu but uprightly said to Liang Yue: "Princess, you are too complimentary. You can see what your subordinates look like in the mirror. Princess, you should rest in peace."

"I am also the master of this palace, how can you only listen to my father? Aren't you afraid that I will file a complaint against you with crazy dad? Ask crazy dad to punish you?"

Banqu closed the door to Liang Yue.

"Princess Princess, my subordinates will only be punished under one circumstance, and that is to let you run out."

With just a "click", Banqu actually locked the door!

"Banqu! You!"

Liang Yue raised her hand to knock on the door, but she stretched the wound, and the skin and flesh were obviously torn.

Liang Yue did not dare to move her injured right arm and took another blood-coagulating pill.

Mo Xian can easily break an immortal magic weapon, but even if a mortal like Liang Yue has the ability to heal herself, it is impossible for her to recover as quickly as before.

Liang Yue had no choice but to keep it on the couch. There was also a duck she transformed into with spiritual consciousness in Tinglan Garden. If something happened to You An, it would tell Liang Yue.

Moreover, Youan is sensitive and fragile, and may not be willing to leave Tinglan Garden, which he has finally gotten used to.

"Just keep it honestly! When Hua Niang gave you Mo Xian, he must not have told you that it is a more powerful artifact than Qingran's halberd, right?"

Demon King Feng Jian came to chat with Liang Yue again. He must have nothing to do under the seal, right?

Liang Yue took Mo Xian in her hand and played with it, stroking the magnificent patterns on it. Mo Xian was glowing, as if she liked having Liang Yue touch its scabbard.

"I always thought that it was because I couldn't afford the halberd that Master settled for the next best thing and chose Mo Xian for me."

After listening to Liang Yue's words, Feng Jian laughed out loud.

"Qingran's halberd is a sacred weapon of the Phoenix clan. You, a mortal, can't carry it. But little demon lord, please move your cute little head. Your dagger has such a unique name. You Don’t you think it’s strange?”

Being reminded by Feng Yan, Liang Yue remembered that this name was given by Hua Nian.

"You mean... Mo Xian is its original name? Didn't Master just give it a random name?" Liang Yue held on to Mo Xian tightly, as if she was afraid that it would run away.

Liang Yue recalled the way Hua Niang seemed thoughtful that day.

"Could this dagger's original name be Mo Xian? No, no, someone gave it this name. Does Mo Xian actually have another owner?"

"Ouch! Stupid little demon lord, you finally figured it out!"

"Who is it? Can you give me such a meaningful name?"

"Can you still think of the profound meaning of this name? How many books have you read?"

Feng Yan hit Liang Yue's sore spot.

When she was Gu Xingchen, she had no chance to study. After becoming Gu Liangyue, I ran around all day, leaving very little time to calm down and read.

Liang Yue pouted and hugged Mo Xian into her arms.

"You don't understand, this is a woman's intuition."

Liang Yue could only make it up, "I don't think immortals have worries, but they also envy the fragrance of rice flowers in the mortal world."

"That's nonsense." Feng Jian scoffed mercilessly.

"A little bit! I'm happy, but you can't do anything to me."

Liang Yue shook her head and hugged Mo Xian tighter.

It turns out that this artifact has another owner. It is really rare that Mo Xian is willing to listen to him now. All artifacts recognize their owner.

It's like Crazy Dad's "Three Drunks".

Liang Yue felt sad for Mo Xian again. If its owner lived well in the world, how could he recognize Liang Yue as his master?

"Feng Yan, do you know who Mo Xian's former master was?"

Judging from the tone of Feng Yan's words, he must have known about it, but big shots like them like to make secrets, so they would definitely not tell Liang Yue.

"You can ask Huaniang."

Sure enough, Feng Jian kicked the ball out again.

"Ruoshui." Feng Jian suddenly said these two words.

Liang Yue didn't understand.

Feng Jian could only explain to the idiot Liang Yue: "Ask Huaniang who Ruoshui is. If he is in a good mood, he should tell you."

"Ruoshui? This name has so much meaning! Is it a boy or a girl? Does he look good? Who is my master?"

No matter how much Liang Yue asked, Feng Jie became angry and refused to say anything more.

Ruoshui?

Liang Yue touched the black stone on the handle of the knife, and it turned out that Mo Xian's original owner was named Ruoshui.

But Liang Yue doesn’t want to see Hua Niang now.

At this time, the door lock opened, and Liang Yue quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

With the quilt covering her body, Liang Yue smelled the incense of her crazy father, but did not move.

"Su Ye will attend the family dinner tonight."

Crazy dad’s voice rang in his ears.

Liang Yue couldn't pretend anymore.

Liang Yue turned over, and the mad king helped his daughter up, sat behind him, and supported her.

"I would rather go see that dangerous person than be locked up in Yusheng Garden. It's so boring!"

The mad king looked down and saw that his daughter had grabbed a strand of his hair and pulled it so hard that there was an oil pot hanging from his mouth.

"If you don't like it, you have to calm down and recuperate."

The Mad King would never compromise, "If you don't listen, I will sell the peach core to Xichuan!"

"Daddy is always threatening me!"

Liang Yue actually has a way to sneak out of Yusheng Garden, but her crazy father's attitude is here. She doesn't want her crazy father to think that she is an unreasonable and uneducated brat.

"If you are obedient, I will naturally not threaten you. Taohe'er can live a few more years."

Listening to such ruthless words coming from the crazy father's mouth, if it had been anyone else, Liang Yue would have said mercilessly: "Your conscience has been fed to the dog!"