Chapter 27 Fan

Huh?! Unexpectedly, the answer is huh??!! - Lianqi stood where she stood, blinked and blinked again. She was still swaying back and forth. How could it be like this? "That... Yin Guangyao of Shengde High School... is a ghost?" Is the holy German school bully in everyone's eyes all ghosts?

Yin Guangyao nodded with a slightly impatient expression: "High-level ghosts like us can be seen as long as we want."

It's not just that you can see... There is no difference...

"But, but..." LiQI wanted to say something, but she found that she had so many doubts that she didn't know where to start.

"Don't but, in a word, I was originally a useless person. Later, I went to your place, and now I'm back." He followed in the footsteps of a man, and now that he has come back, of course he will come back.

"You went from here?" Lian Jian suddenly heard this sentence and his eyes lit up immediately: "Then you must know how to go back?! Please tell me!——”

"You can't." Yin Guangyao wanted to break her just-ignited hope without thinking: "You are just a mortal. How can you find the space-time tunnel and have the ability to go back?"

"That's still possible to go back, right?" Lian Jian grabbed a sentence in his words and asked unrewishly, "Well, classmate Yin, please tell me how I can go back?"

"You can't do it." Yin Guangyao felt from the bottom of his heart that for forsia could not do it at all.

"Then what do you do to our place?" Lian Jian asked unyieldingly, "Is it because of your high mana? I can do it too!"

"I'm not because of magic." Yin Guangyao's voice sank. A thousand years ago, he chose to enter the space-time tunnel opened by the god of light at the last moment because of the war between immortals and demons. Otherwise, with his ability, it was impossible to open that thing.

Foria looked at him stubbornly, waiting for his answer.

"Only God can open the space-time tunnel." Yin Guangyao finally told her, but after saying that, he sneered, "Do you know God?"

"...I don't know." Lian Jian lowered her head. She knew that there was a god in the Cang Wu Continent, but how far the god was to her... It was so far away that she could not meet him at all... But she still wanted to ask more carefully: "So, what's the name of the god of Cang Wu Continent?"

"The god of light is asleep, the night god is dead, and the whereabouts of Nuwa are unknown. Now there is no God." Yin Guangyao said and looked up at him. In fact, he now knew that as long as the soul was restored, he could be reborn, but he didn't want to tell Forthia.

"What besides them?" Lian Jian asked again without giving up.

"There are only three gods in the past. One is responsible for the day, the other is responsible for the night, and the other is responsible for having dolls.

"...Actually, you don't have to say it's so popular." Lianqiao knew that the "baby doll" in his mouth was Nuwa, which made her sigh that it turned out that the people in the continent were originally created by Nuwa...

"So, you'd better stay here honestly. I'm leaving."

"Go? Where are you going?" Lian Jian instinctively asked, in fact, even if Yin Guangyao's original identity was unknown, Lian Jian still had an inexplicable sense of dependence on him, probably because they knew him in the 21st century.

"I want you to take care of it." Yin Guangyao turned around and was about to leave, but he paused and turned around and said, "Hey, woman, I will still come to you. I won't disappear from you until you fall in love with me. Do you understand?

"I don't understand..." Lian Jian shook his head and saw that he was really leaving. He quickly shouted, "Oh, what - you just said that the night god is dead, is there no heir in the continent?"

"Heir." Yin Guangyao turned his back to Forthia and looked up at the silver moon in the sky. His fluffy hair moved slightly, showing a faint silvery white in the moonlight...

Lian Jian was waiting for his answer. Now he saw it and asked curiously, "Yin Guangyao, have you dyed your hair?" She remembered that it was black before.

"No, the black I used to dye at school was dyed, and I washed it off when I came back." Yin Guangyao lowered his head and thought about the question of fortibi by the way. He was not sure and answered, "Maybe there will be a person who will become the second night god of Cang Wu Continent."

"Who?!--" The light of "I want to go home" immediately burst out from the forsythia's eyes.

"Cang Liusu."

*

When Lian Jian returned to the yard, he found that many guests were still drinking. Xiaoyue lay on the table with a wine jar in her arms. She seemed to be sleeping very soundly, and her mouth was still chattering. I don't know if she was still eating in her dream. When Lan Ming saw that Lian Jian came back, he got up and said, "Lian Jian, I have left you some food. Eat more. I'll send the little crescente up first, and you and Hongshang will go back to the house to rest early.

"Well, okay." Lian Jian answered in a low voice, pulled open the stool and sat down.

Hongshang lifted the plate and left a lot of dishes for Forage. "Eat it quickly. It's a little cold." Lan Ming gently held the little crescent in his arms, nodded at the fort and red, and then went back to the house with the little crescent. Lian Qiao was really hungry. She ate the rice and vegetables in the bowl quickly. Hongshang poured a cup of tea for her and told her, "Eat slowly, don't choker!"

"Cough!" Lian Qiao drank too much water and was choked. After coughing several times, she calmed down and asked, "Hongshang, do you know Cang Liusu?"

"Cang Liusu?" Hongshang was a little strange: "I know this man, but it's forsia. Why did you ask him?"

"You'd better tell me about him first, and I'll tell you the reason later." For this person, forsythia can't wait to know more - please! Whether she can go back to modern times depends on him!

"He... It's hard to say... No one in the mainland has seen him." Hongshang slowly searched for this person's information in his mind and said little by little, "He has been wearing a silver mask, wearing a black robe, hair like ink, and his whereabouts are unknown. However, he seems to be the strongest existence of the night clan. He is known as 'Yelangjun' and is the most likely to become the second night god.

"Ye Langjun? So he represents justice?" Otherwise, how can it be called "Jun"?

Hongchang shook her head slowly. She looked at Forsythia and said, "Ye Langjun is both good and evil. He has saved and killed people. He does good things and bad things. It seems that for him, Cang Wu Continent has been played by him. Nothing can bind him. He can do whatever he wants.

It sounds very character... Well, the most important thing is! - "Where is he now?" Lian Jian asked expectantly.

"I just said that his whereabouts are uncertain, and no one can find him." Hongshang held her chin in one hand and suddenly remembered another thing: "However, it seems that one person can do it."

"Who?"

"xiaoxuan."

"Who is Xiaoxuan?" Forthia sounds like a girl's name. Is it adultery?

"Singxuan was originally an excellent female disciple of the butterfly dance school. Later, her master was killed by Cang Liusu, and she avenged him. Later... he seems to have become his apprentice? In fact, we outsiders can't see these things clearly. Hongshang shrugged her shoulders and suggested, "However, if you really want to find Ye Langjun, we can start with her."

Forsythia nodded. Although it felt so difficult, it finally had a little clue.

"Well, Miss Forgingia, can you tell me now why you are looking for Ye Langjun?"

"I..." To say the reason, a trace of apology flashed in Lian Qiao's eyes: "I want to find Cang Liusu and let him open the space-time tunnel, so..." The head lowered little by little, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

"Hey, what did I think? It's okay!" Hong Shangxiang pretended to pat Lian Qiao's shoulder happily and deliberately amplified his voice: "It's normal for Lian Qiao, you want to go home! The banquet that will end in the world, we, we..." Hongshang suddenly couldn't say any more. I really don't want to part with you..."

Going on, I'm afraid that both of them are going to cry. Lian Qiao laughed a few times, angrunted the red dress and said, "Ok, I'm not leaving right away. It's still a problem whether I can find Cang Liusu, so I guess I will stay here for a long time!" Moreover, the meat hasn't come out yet. Even if she wants to leave, she has to take the meat with her. And Jiang Beichen, if you want to leave, you must take him together, and you will never leave him here alone.

Now forsythia is very sure of what he will do in the future - practicing spells, trying to improve his ability, and finding Cang Liusu.

Be sure to find Cang Liusu.

*

"Yueyue, let go, I have to go back to my room." The little crescent who was held by Lan Ming to ** grabbed the corners of Lan Ming's clothes, and his fingers could not be broken no matter how he broke them.

The little crescent was put on ** by him, and he stood by the bed, holding his clothes with both hands and pulling, but he couldn't get rid of her claws. Lan Ming sighed softly in his heart. He slightly tidied up his clothes and sat sideways by the bed. Open your eyes when you wake up."

A bad smile appeared on the face of the girl who was still asleep. She opened her bright eyes, looked at Lan Ming and smiled and said, "Wow, this has been recognized!"

"How can a sleeping person have so much strength?" Lan Ming pulled his clothes again, which was easily pulled out of his little crescent hand. We have to go early tomorrow morning. You'd better go to bed quickly."

"What about you?" Xiaoyue asked, and a thief's light flashed in his eyes: "Why don't you sleep with me!"

"...Why should I sleep with you?" Lan Ming was helpless.

"I'm drunk! What if the flower picker comes in the middle of the night!!--" The little crescent looks scared, but Lan Ming doesn't accept her move.

"I think it's really dangerous for the flower picker to accidentally enter your room."

"I will be robbed... I will be robbed..." Little Lori rolled up the quilt and rolled in **. Lan Ming quickly stood up and coughed, "I'll go first. I'll call you tomorrow. Remember to go to bed early."

The door was gently taken up, and the little crescent moon lay in the quilt. After a long time, he moved his body a few times and showed his head. Turning around and lying **, muttering the quilt, she was ready to fall asleep.

Oh, the 365th seductive - failure.