Chapter 152 Ling Xian'er

"Ling Xian'er?" The Night God Festival slowly repeated the name, which revealed a smell of dust, with an evil smile on the corners of her mouth. "I heard that she is the only human woman in your Chunman Building. I really didn't expect that there would be a human woman in this ghost world. The person I want to see tonight is her. I don't like any of those female ghosts with heavy makeup.

"Lord Ye Han, this..." The old lady couldn't help but look embarrassed when she heard the words. After a moment of hesitating, she finally gritted her teeth at the danger of offending the Night God Festival and said, "Lord Yehan, although Ling Xianer is the first flower leader of our Chunman Building, she sells her skills and does not sell herself. Even if she wants her to come out to meet guests, It also depends on her mood..."

"Oh, that's very interesting." Hearing this mother's words, Ye Shensai was not angry at all, but said with a very interested smile, "Then you can ask this Ling Xianer girl and ask her if she is in the mood to come out and meet me."

With a funny smile, he stretched out his hand and took out a high-quality spiritual stone from his arms, threw it into his mother's arms, and said with a smile, "You just need to go and talk to Miss Xian'er. Whether you want to come to see me or not is up to her own decision. One more thing, don't oppress her with my identity.

"Yes, I know what to do." The old mother took over the top-quality spiritual stone given to her by the Night God Festival in fear, especially the last few words of the Night God Festival made this mother look higher at the Night God Festival.

This mother's age in Chunmanlou is not short. Over the years, she has seen ** wandering ghosts. Naturally, there are also people who want to see the true face of the first flower in Chunmanlou, but not everyone will meet Ling Xianer.

Of course, there were also people who wanted to oppress Ling Xianer with force and power, but without exception, none of these people succeeded, and they completely disappeared from the ghost world the next day, without exception.

At first, many people didn't care, but gradually some people began to notice this strange point, so no one dared to force Ling Xianer, the first flower of Chunmanlou, to come out to meet guests with force and power.

And amazing legends also began to spread in the Yuehan Ghost King City, that is, there is an unknown force behind the Chunman Building, and even Ling Xianer herself belongs to this mysterious force, so those ghosts who want to touch Ling Xianer, a peerless beauty, will leave Chunman Tower. Disappear one by one!

So this old mother was so surprised to see that the night god sacrifice not only did not oppress her in her own identity, but also made Ling Xianer choose whether to come to see him or not.

The status of the Night God Festival is not low. As one of the leaders of the guards of the main city under the command of the Moon Cold Ghost King, the Night God Festival can completely force Ling Xianer, the first beauty of Chunmanlou, in his own identity, but he did not do so. Instead, he was very polite to this mother who invited Ling Xianer for himself.

This method of retreating forward, as long as Ling Xianer is not a brainless vase, you can see the sincerity of the Night God Festival. If she is willing to make friends with the Night God Festival, then she will naturally come to meet the Night God Festival.

And if Ling Xianer doesn't want to come to see her, then the Night God Festival will not be angry about it. At most, it's not like that. After all, the night god festival came to the moon cold ghost king city, and the top priority was the jade fragments on the moon cold ghost king. For the Night God Festival, there is no need to get into trouble for a human woman in the spring building.

After the old mother led the spirit stone away, the night god sacrifice also stretched out his hand and slowly picked up the wine bottle on the table, drank alone, waiting for the arrival of Ling Xianer.

Sure enough, as expected by the night god sacrifice, less than half an hour after the mother left, a shadow followed the mother into the room where he was.

The divine consciousness of the Night God Festival at this time was enough to cover the whole Chunman Building, so at the moment when Ling Xianer, known as the first flower leader of the Spring Man Building, raised her feet and stepped into the room, the Night God Festival also looked up at her.

At the first sight of Ling Xianer, the first flower leader of Chunman Building, even if the determination of the Night God Festival is more extraordinary, his face can't help showing a look of surprise. Looking at Ling Xianer's eyes flashed with a look of surprise and appreciation, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Xian'er, for coming to come to meet me. I'm polite."

At this time, the Night God Festival had put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up from the chair, and smiled at Ling Xianer, who had a beautiful face.

"Ha ha, as the strong man Ye Han, who was personally invited by the Moon Cold Ghost King, forced me to come to see you without his own identity. Such a sincere person, Xian'er naturally must come to see him." Ling Xianer also smiled gently at the Night God Festival. The jade foot lotus moved slightly, walked to the night God Festival with a faint fragrance, and sat down beside the Night God Festival.

"Sure enough, it's better to meet than to be famous. The beauty of the slender girl is better than the legend!" The Night God Festival also sat down with Ling Xianer and looked at Ling Xianer's beautiful face and praised her heartily.

Although the Night God Festival praises Ling Xian'er's beauty from the heart, its eyes looking at Ling Xianer are not silvery and evil except for appreciation, which makes Ling Xianer have a much better impression of the Night God Festival.

"Thank you for your praise, Lord Ye Han. I'm just a dusty woman. Even if I have a stunning asset, I can't escape the fate of becoming a man's accessory in the end." Ling Xianer smiled and accepted the praise of the Night God Festival, but also expressed her own situation.

Of course, she didn't say this to win the sympathy of the night god sacrifice, but just felt it.

However, just after saying these words, Ling Xian'er, a stunning beauty, smiled gently again and looked at the Night God Festival and said gently, "Since Lord Yehan is here specially for Xian'er tonight, how about let Xian'er play a song for you?"

"It's an honor." Hearing this, the Night God Festival nodded, stretched out his hand and picked up the glass, as if he wanted to listen to Ling Xianer playing the piano while drinking wine.

"That fiber is ugly." Ling Xianer's slender waist swayed and slowly stood up. Qian Qianyu patted her hand gently, and someone came in with a guqin and a beautifully carved table.

After these people put down the guqin and the piano table, they closed the door of the wing room and left quietly, leaving only the Night God Festival and Ling Xianer, a man and a woman in the room.